Title: Punish the Children (17/?)
Author: Lynne Facella
Category: Drama/Angst
Email: lynne1919@aol.com
Spoilers: Through current season 4
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of John Wells and Edward Allen Bernero. I wish they were mine but unfortunately they're not.
Summary: Ty's life becomes a living hell when he becomes the target of a man his father put in prison 25 years ago, endangering him and all those around him.
Notes: As always your feedback is greatly appreciated. Hope you still are liking this :)
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"You about ready?" Sully called. He was standing by the front door, waiting for his partner so they could go check out the damage to Ty's apartment. He wasn't looking forward to it. Bad enough what had been happening lately without the added distress caused by the fire. It seemed that whoever was out to destroy Ty had the uncanny ability to create the utmost amount of pain.
"I'm set," Ty replied as he joined Sully. The two headed out into the hallway and Ty patted the pocket of his pocket, realizing that it was empty. "Hold up, Sul...I forgot my keys."
"Catch." Sully tossed his set of keys to his partner and kept walking down the hallway. I'll meet you out front."
"Okay." Ty unloked the door to Sully's apartment and headed back inside to search for the keys, finally finding them on the kitchen countertop. After stuffing the keys in his pocket, he quickly headed outside after his partner.
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Seth's body tensed with anticipation when he spotted Officer Sullivan walking out of his building. He was alone...hmm...that was surprising. Seth had expected him to be accompanied by Davis. Oh well, he guessed it really didn't matter. Although it would have been ideal for Davis to witness his partner's head getting blown to bits, he'd find out about it soon enough.
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Sully leaned against the hood of his car, his arms crossed over his chest as he waited for Ty. It was a nice day, cool and breezy, just the way he liked it.
"Good morning, Officer Sullivan." Betty Hinkley, an elderly woman who lived on Sully's floor smiled as she slowly shuffled past him, leaning heavily on her cane. "Beautiful day, isn't it?"
"It's a fine morning, Mrs. Hinkley," Sully replied, returning her smile. "Enjoy your day."
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Seth had just reached for the rifle when he saw the elderly woman talking to Sullivan. "Damn old biddy," he mumbled, inwardly fighting against his first impulse, which was to shoot her as well. But he knew he was better off just shooting Sullivan and then getting the hell out of there as fast as he could. He breathed a sigh of relief when the woman finally went on her way. He then reached for the rifle and raised it to eyelevel, carefully aiming it in Sullivan's direction.
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As Ty headed out of Sully's building, he wasn't really sure what it was that made him glance across the street at that particular moment, whether it was a sudden movement, the glint of sunlight bouncing off the rifle or just pure luck. In any case, he spotted the rifle aimed at his partner. "Sully, down!" he screamed as he lunged at his partner, sending them both tumbling to the ground just as the gunshots began. Glass shattered around them as one of the bullets hit Sully's car window. Ty got to his feet in time to see the old brown Ford speeding away. The car didn't even have a license plate. Knowing there was nothing he could do to apprehend the suspect, he turned his attention to Sully who was slowly getting up from the ground. "Sully? Sul, are you alright?" he asked, turning anxious eyes toward his partner.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm okay," Sully answered shakily as he carefully brushed the shards of glass from his clothing. "How about you?"
"I'm fine. Wish I'd seen him though."
"You didn't get a look at him?" Sully asked.
Ty shook his head, obviously troubled. "No... It just happened too fast. I just...I didn't see him..."
"Hey, it's okay," Sully said, placing his hand on Ty's shoulder. "You saved my life, Ty...If you hadn't done what you did...well...I don't want to even think about what would have happened..."
"Yeah well it wouldn't have happened in the first place if it hadn't been for me." He couldn't believe he hadn't even gotten a glimpse of the guy. All he'd seen was the gun. The person behind it was a total blur. "I can't believe I didn't see him," he said, kicking angrily at the ground.
"We'll call it in," Sully said, trying to boost Ty's mood even a little bit. "Maybe someone will spot the car. We will get this guy."
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"How's he doing?" Alex asked softly as she walked into Carlos' room. Kim was sitting by his bedside, gently holding his hand.
"He's still sedated, but he seems to be holding his own," Kim replied as she looked up at her friend. "He's going to be on the respirator for another day or two."
"Well, I guess that's for the best," Alex said as she sat down in the chair on the other side of Carlos' bed. "At least he isn't in any distress."
Kim nodded. "I know...it's just hard to see him like this, you know? I mean, you know how he is...how obnoxious and self-centered he can be, but now...he just seems so vulnerable. This was just so unexpected."
"I know." Alex nodded, a hint of sadness in her eyes. "All of this that's been happening...it's just so unbelievable."
"Have you spoken to Ty?" Kim asked, looking at Alex curiously.
"No." Alex shook her head. "I just... I was on duty during the funeral and...I haven't seen him. I thought about calling him, but...I just wouldn't even know what to say. I think it would just be more awkward than anything. I don't want to make things even worse for him."
"It's just a horrible situation overall," Kim said with a sigh. "Doc was here earlier...He won't really talk about it, but I can see how broken up he is over Carlos...I guess we all are though." She gently brushed some hair away from Carlos' forehead. "Sometimes you just don't realize what people mean to you, until you almost lose them."
"Ain't that the truth," Alex replied softly. She looked sadly at Carlos and then her thoughts went back to Ty and all that he was going through. Sometimes life was just so hard...
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"Thanks for lettin' me know, Sully. You and Davis watch each other's backs," Bosco said as he hung up the phone.
"What happened?" Faith asked, looking at her partner apprehensively, almost afraid to ask. It seemed there was never any good news these days.
Bosco sighed heavily as he met Faith's eyes. "He shot at Sully right outside his building this morning. Luckily, no one was hurt. He's gettin' pretty brazen though. This time they actually saw the car. No license plate though so they couldn't ID him."
"Did they get a look at him?"
"No...I guess it happened too fast," Bosco replied.
"Damn...we've got to get this guy, Bosco." Faith shook her head in obvious frustration. "At least Sully wasn't hit."
"They'll get him, Faith. They will. I just wish I could be out there helpin', you know?"
"I know you do, Bos...but right now you need to just concentrate on getting well. That's the most important thing."
"Yeah, yeah...I know." He knew in his head that he wasn't physically able to be out there working to bring this bastard down, but it was still a hard thing to accept. He realized that Faith was speaking to him again and he looked at her in confusion. "Huh?"
Faith chuckled softly as she saw the confused look on his face. "I asked if maybe some ice cream would brighten your mood a little bit? I could go take a run to Vincent's Ice Cream Parlor. What do you say?"
"Ice cream?" Bosco asked, grinning back at Faith. "Ice cream sounds great." Actually anything sounded great after what he'd been eating, but ice cream definitely had a lot of appeal.
"Alright then. You behave yourself until I get back," Faith said as she stood up and started out of the room, glad she'd been able to bring a smile to Bosco's face.
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"I don't know why they won't let us work," Ty grumbled as he flopped down on Sully's couch. They'd just finished all the questioning by the detectives and he now felt even more helpless and extremely discouraged.
"A day off isn't going to kill you, Ty," Sully said, trying to placate his partner.
"Whatever..."
Sully stared back at Ty for a long moment, but decided just to let it rest for now. He didn't feel like arguing with him and obviously Ty was in no mood for chitchat. He picked up the new issue of Sports Illustrated and opened it up.
Ty's cell phone rang and he fished it out of his pocket, fully expecting it to be his mother. She called him often now and honestly he welcomed the calls, because he was as worried about his mom and sisters as they were about him. "Hello?"
"Don't let on to your partner who I am," the unfamiliar voice said gruffly, "but I'm the one you're looking for."
Ty felt his heart begin to pound uncontrollably as he finally heard the voice of the person who was causing so much heartache for him and everyone he cared about. "I'm pretty happy with my cellular service..." He glanced over at Sully who was still flipping through the magazine, seemingly not paying any attention to him.
"Good boy." Seth smiled to himself. He couldn't help feeling a sense of empowerment. It was obvious that Davis was going to do anything he wanted him to do. This was going to be so much fun.
Ty hesitated for a moment, waiting for the caller to say something else, but he remained silent. "So..." Ty began finally. "You're going to have to come up with a pretty good deal for me to switch service."
"Oh, I've got a great deal...a meeting...just you and me, all alone. I'll tell you everything you've been wanting to know."
"Sounds good...I'll need to write it down though so I can compare it to my current service. Let me get a pen and some paper."
"You just do that," Seth said, barely able to contain his glee.
"Sul? You got some paper and a pen?" Ty asked.
Sully gave Ty a mildly curious look as he shuffled through the papers and magazines strewn over the coffee table, then handed Ty a pad of paper and pen.
"Thanks." Ty flashed a quick smile at his partner and then turned his attention back to the caller. "Okay... tell me what you've got," he said as he began to scrawl down the directions as he received them. "I've got that...I'll take a look at my service plan and get back to you."
"Better be quick about it," Seth replied with a menacing tone in his voice. "I'm not a very patient man, Officer Davis. You don't want to keep me waiting for too long. Let's just say the consequences won't be pretty..."
"Don't worry...I'll get back to you." He heard the connection click off and took a deep breath before taking the phone away from his ear. "Damn telemarketers," he mumbled, making a concerted effort not to reveal anything from his expression. Sully couldn't discover what he was up to. Ty refused to be the cause of anyone else being hurt.
"I always just hang up." Sully glanced over at Ty, studying him carefully. It was so hard to know what was going on in that mind of his. Sully wanted to help him, but unless Ty began to open up, Sully felt powerless as to exactly what he could do.
"Yeah...well...he made some good points. I figured it couldn't hurt to hear him out." Trying to appear casual, Ty picked up the remote control and turned the television set on, then began flicking through the channels. "Maybe we can find a movie or something to watch?" he suggested. "I think I'm going to take a quick shower and change my clothes. I could go for something to eat. You got any ideas or maybe we could order some Chinese or a pizza or something."
"I could rustle up some sandwiches," Sully said, his expression brightening when Ty expressed his desire to eat. "You want anything in particular? I've got all kinds of cold cuts in the fridge."
Ty shook his head as he got to his feet. "Anything is fine, Sul. You know what I like. He paused and looked back at his partner before starting down the hallway. "Thanks Sully," he said softly. "You sticking by me the way you have through all of this...it really means a lot."
Sully nodded, his voice gruff as he replied. "No big deal." He'd do anything for Ty. He was his partner, his best friend. It wasn't anything he even had to think about. It was just how it was. "I just want you to be okay."
"I know...I will be." Ty met Sully's gaze for a long moment, almost tempted to tell Sully about the phone call, but he knew that he couldn't do it. He couldn't endanger his partner any further. "I'll be back in a few." He managed a smile and then walked out of the living room towards the bathroom. After he had closed the door behind him, he splashed some cold water on his face and took a few moments to compose himself and think about exactly what he was going to do. "This is the only way," he said to himself as he turned on the showerhead. The guilt he was feeling was almost overwhelming. He knew that Sully would be beside himself when he discovered what Ty had done, but it had to be this way. He needed to protect his friends and family. He needed for this all to come to an end.
Leaving the water running, Ty quietly crept back down the hallway and made his way towards the front door of Sully's apartment. He could hear Sully singing to himself in the kitchen and once again his resolve almost crumbled. Inwardly steeling himself, Ty forced his hand onto the doorknob and silently slipped out of the apartment.
"I'm sorry, Sul," he whispered as he started off down the hallway, hoping and praying that he was doing the right thing.
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Author: Lynne Facella
Category: Drama/Angst
Email: lynne1919@aol.com
Spoilers: Through current season 4
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of John Wells and Edward Allen Bernero. I wish they were mine but unfortunately they're not.
Summary: Ty's life becomes a living hell when he becomes the target of a man his father put in prison 25 years ago, endangering him and all those around him.
Notes: As always your feedback is greatly appreciated. Hope you still are liking this :)
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"You about ready?" Sully called. He was standing by the front door, waiting for his partner so they could go check out the damage to Ty's apartment. He wasn't looking forward to it. Bad enough what had been happening lately without the added distress caused by the fire. It seemed that whoever was out to destroy Ty had the uncanny ability to create the utmost amount of pain.
"I'm set," Ty replied as he joined Sully. The two headed out into the hallway and Ty patted the pocket of his pocket, realizing that it was empty. "Hold up, Sul...I forgot my keys."
"Catch." Sully tossed his set of keys to his partner and kept walking down the hallway. I'll meet you out front."
"Okay." Ty unloked the door to Sully's apartment and headed back inside to search for the keys, finally finding them on the kitchen countertop. After stuffing the keys in his pocket, he quickly headed outside after his partner.
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Seth's body tensed with anticipation when he spotted Officer Sullivan walking out of his building. He was alone...hmm...that was surprising. Seth had expected him to be accompanied by Davis. Oh well, he guessed it really didn't matter. Although it would have been ideal for Davis to witness his partner's head getting blown to bits, he'd find out about it soon enough.
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Sully leaned against the hood of his car, his arms crossed over his chest as he waited for Ty. It was a nice day, cool and breezy, just the way he liked it.
"Good morning, Officer Sullivan." Betty Hinkley, an elderly woman who lived on Sully's floor smiled as she slowly shuffled past him, leaning heavily on her cane. "Beautiful day, isn't it?"
"It's a fine morning, Mrs. Hinkley," Sully replied, returning her smile. "Enjoy your day."
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Seth had just reached for the rifle when he saw the elderly woman talking to Sullivan. "Damn old biddy," he mumbled, inwardly fighting against his first impulse, which was to shoot her as well. But he knew he was better off just shooting Sullivan and then getting the hell out of there as fast as he could. He breathed a sigh of relief when the woman finally went on her way. He then reached for the rifle and raised it to eyelevel, carefully aiming it in Sullivan's direction.
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As Ty headed out of Sully's building, he wasn't really sure what it was that made him glance across the street at that particular moment, whether it was a sudden movement, the glint of sunlight bouncing off the rifle or just pure luck. In any case, he spotted the rifle aimed at his partner. "Sully, down!" he screamed as he lunged at his partner, sending them both tumbling to the ground just as the gunshots began. Glass shattered around them as one of the bullets hit Sully's car window. Ty got to his feet in time to see the old brown Ford speeding away. The car didn't even have a license plate. Knowing there was nothing he could do to apprehend the suspect, he turned his attention to Sully who was slowly getting up from the ground. "Sully? Sul, are you alright?" he asked, turning anxious eyes toward his partner.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm okay," Sully answered shakily as he carefully brushed the shards of glass from his clothing. "How about you?"
"I'm fine. Wish I'd seen him though."
"You didn't get a look at him?" Sully asked.
Ty shook his head, obviously troubled. "No... It just happened too fast. I just...I didn't see him..."
"Hey, it's okay," Sully said, placing his hand on Ty's shoulder. "You saved my life, Ty...If you hadn't done what you did...well...I don't want to even think about what would have happened..."
"Yeah well it wouldn't have happened in the first place if it hadn't been for me." He couldn't believe he hadn't even gotten a glimpse of the guy. All he'd seen was the gun. The person behind it was a total blur. "I can't believe I didn't see him," he said, kicking angrily at the ground.
"We'll call it in," Sully said, trying to boost Ty's mood even a little bit. "Maybe someone will spot the car. We will get this guy."
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"How's he doing?" Alex asked softly as she walked into Carlos' room. Kim was sitting by his bedside, gently holding his hand.
"He's still sedated, but he seems to be holding his own," Kim replied as she looked up at her friend. "He's going to be on the respirator for another day or two."
"Well, I guess that's for the best," Alex said as she sat down in the chair on the other side of Carlos' bed. "At least he isn't in any distress."
Kim nodded. "I know...it's just hard to see him like this, you know? I mean, you know how he is...how obnoxious and self-centered he can be, but now...he just seems so vulnerable. This was just so unexpected."
"I know." Alex nodded, a hint of sadness in her eyes. "All of this that's been happening...it's just so unbelievable."
"Have you spoken to Ty?" Kim asked, looking at Alex curiously.
"No." Alex shook her head. "I just... I was on duty during the funeral and...I haven't seen him. I thought about calling him, but...I just wouldn't even know what to say. I think it would just be more awkward than anything. I don't want to make things even worse for him."
"It's just a horrible situation overall," Kim said with a sigh. "Doc was here earlier...He won't really talk about it, but I can see how broken up he is over Carlos...I guess we all are though." She gently brushed some hair away from Carlos' forehead. "Sometimes you just don't realize what people mean to you, until you almost lose them."
"Ain't that the truth," Alex replied softly. She looked sadly at Carlos and then her thoughts went back to Ty and all that he was going through. Sometimes life was just so hard...
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"Thanks for lettin' me know, Sully. You and Davis watch each other's backs," Bosco said as he hung up the phone.
"What happened?" Faith asked, looking at her partner apprehensively, almost afraid to ask. It seemed there was never any good news these days.
Bosco sighed heavily as he met Faith's eyes. "He shot at Sully right outside his building this morning. Luckily, no one was hurt. He's gettin' pretty brazen though. This time they actually saw the car. No license plate though so they couldn't ID him."
"Did they get a look at him?"
"No...I guess it happened too fast," Bosco replied.
"Damn...we've got to get this guy, Bosco." Faith shook her head in obvious frustration. "At least Sully wasn't hit."
"They'll get him, Faith. They will. I just wish I could be out there helpin', you know?"
"I know you do, Bos...but right now you need to just concentrate on getting well. That's the most important thing."
"Yeah, yeah...I know." He knew in his head that he wasn't physically able to be out there working to bring this bastard down, but it was still a hard thing to accept. He realized that Faith was speaking to him again and he looked at her in confusion. "Huh?"
Faith chuckled softly as she saw the confused look on his face. "I asked if maybe some ice cream would brighten your mood a little bit? I could go take a run to Vincent's Ice Cream Parlor. What do you say?"
"Ice cream?" Bosco asked, grinning back at Faith. "Ice cream sounds great." Actually anything sounded great after what he'd been eating, but ice cream definitely had a lot of appeal.
"Alright then. You behave yourself until I get back," Faith said as she stood up and started out of the room, glad she'd been able to bring a smile to Bosco's face.
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"I don't know why they won't let us work," Ty grumbled as he flopped down on Sully's couch. They'd just finished all the questioning by the detectives and he now felt even more helpless and extremely discouraged.
"A day off isn't going to kill you, Ty," Sully said, trying to placate his partner.
"Whatever..."
Sully stared back at Ty for a long moment, but decided just to let it rest for now. He didn't feel like arguing with him and obviously Ty was in no mood for chitchat. He picked up the new issue of Sports Illustrated and opened it up.
Ty's cell phone rang and he fished it out of his pocket, fully expecting it to be his mother. She called him often now and honestly he welcomed the calls, because he was as worried about his mom and sisters as they were about him. "Hello?"
"Don't let on to your partner who I am," the unfamiliar voice said gruffly, "but I'm the one you're looking for."
Ty felt his heart begin to pound uncontrollably as he finally heard the voice of the person who was causing so much heartache for him and everyone he cared about. "I'm pretty happy with my cellular service..." He glanced over at Sully who was still flipping through the magazine, seemingly not paying any attention to him.
"Good boy." Seth smiled to himself. He couldn't help feeling a sense of empowerment. It was obvious that Davis was going to do anything he wanted him to do. This was going to be so much fun.
Ty hesitated for a moment, waiting for the caller to say something else, but he remained silent. "So..." Ty began finally. "You're going to have to come up with a pretty good deal for me to switch service."
"Oh, I've got a great deal...a meeting...just you and me, all alone. I'll tell you everything you've been wanting to know."
"Sounds good...I'll need to write it down though so I can compare it to my current service. Let me get a pen and some paper."
"You just do that," Seth said, barely able to contain his glee.
"Sul? You got some paper and a pen?" Ty asked.
Sully gave Ty a mildly curious look as he shuffled through the papers and magazines strewn over the coffee table, then handed Ty a pad of paper and pen.
"Thanks." Ty flashed a quick smile at his partner and then turned his attention back to the caller. "Okay... tell me what you've got," he said as he began to scrawl down the directions as he received them. "I've got that...I'll take a look at my service plan and get back to you."
"Better be quick about it," Seth replied with a menacing tone in his voice. "I'm not a very patient man, Officer Davis. You don't want to keep me waiting for too long. Let's just say the consequences won't be pretty..."
"Don't worry...I'll get back to you." He heard the connection click off and took a deep breath before taking the phone away from his ear. "Damn telemarketers," he mumbled, making a concerted effort not to reveal anything from his expression. Sully couldn't discover what he was up to. Ty refused to be the cause of anyone else being hurt.
"I always just hang up." Sully glanced over at Ty, studying him carefully. It was so hard to know what was going on in that mind of his. Sully wanted to help him, but unless Ty began to open up, Sully felt powerless as to exactly what he could do.
"Yeah...well...he made some good points. I figured it couldn't hurt to hear him out." Trying to appear casual, Ty picked up the remote control and turned the television set on, then began flicking through the channels. "Maybe we can find a movie or something to watch?" he suggested. "I think I'm going to take a quick shower and change my clothes. I could go for something to eat. You got any ideas or maybe we could order some Chinese or a pizza or something."
"I could rustle up some sandwiches," Sully said, his expression brightening when Ty expressed his desire to eat. "You want anything in particular? I've got all kinds of cold cuts in the fridge."
Ty shook his head as he got to his feet. "Anything is fine, Sul. You know what I like. He paused and looked back at his partner before starting down the hallway. "Thanks Sully," he said softly. "You sticking by me the way you have through all of this...it really means a lot."
Sully nodded, his voice gruff as he replied. "No big deal." He'd do anything for Ty. He was his partner, his best friend. It wasn't anything he even had to think about. It was just how it was. "I just want you to be okay."
"I know...I will be." Ty met Sully's gaze for a long moment, almost tempted to tell Sully about the phone call, but he knew that he couldn't do it. He couldn't endanger his partner any further. "I'll be back in a few." He managed a smile and then walked out of the living room towards the bathroom. After he had closed the door behind him, he splashed some cold water on his face and took a few moments to compose himself and think about exactly what he was going to do. "This is the only way," he said to himself as he turned on the showerhead. The guilt he was feeling was almost overwhelming. He knew that Sully would be beside himself when he discovered what Ty had done, but it had to be this way. He needed to protect his friends and family. He needed for this all to come to an end.
Leaving the water running, Ty quietly crept back down the hallway and made his way towards the front door of Sully's apartment. He could hear Sully singing to himself in the kitchen and once again his resolve almost crumbled. Inwardly steeling himself, Ty forced his hand onto the doorknob and silently slipped out of the apartment.
"I'm sorry, Sul," he whispered as he started off down the hallway, hoping and praying that he was doing the right thing.
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