Faith stood and walked into her bedroom, it had been a long time since she
even murmured his name. She hated the fact that he never seemed to go
away. She heard Bosco talking as he walked into the kitchen with the food
for dinner. She heard him call her name as he walked down the small hall
way and she knew he stopped at the doorway. She could feel him looking at
her, and knew he had a concerned look capturing his face. She heard his
footsteps approach her and felt his hand slid across her shoulders as he
sat down on the bed behind her. Without words she handed him the book that
she was holding.
"Noble, Faith why do I get the feeling he has something to do with this case?" Bosco asked quietly.
"He's after Brian Albatross, Harlie has the information on that. She didn't want to mention anything to the others without consulting me first. She is writing a pretty good summary, and has a good eye for piecing together our little problem.
Bosco pulled Faith towards him as she rested her head on his shoulder trying to calm her self. They sat in silence for a few minutes before Bosco spoke. "Are you going to eat? I brought you food from the small diner down the street, and I think Harlie and Alex are waiting for us in the living room."
Faith looked at him after collecting her self and stood taking his hand in hers as they walked out to sit with there two collogues.
"Is everything alright? Harlie thinks she said something wrong, she didn't mean to upset Faith." Alex said as they walked into view.
"Everything is alright, and no Harlie you didn't upset me. I walked off with your book though." She replied handing the book back to the young woman, who smiled in reply.
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Everyone returned by six and Faith decided to go over the information Harlie had shared with her since she had almost finished. They worked late into the night breaking into small conversations about the cases they had worked on and getting to know each other. Around two they decided to call it a night, and Faith showed them to the rooms they could stay in.
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Carlie couldn't sleep, the incident the day before seemed to mix up her sleeping pattern and she just wasn't tired. Deciding to get some fresh air she slipped quietly out of her bed, and out the door. Walking through the house she noticed for the first time just how different it was than a normal house, and how similar it was to the one she shared with James. Stepping out onto the patio she stopped at the pools edge looking at her reflection.
"Can't sleep?" A voice questioned from behind her. Turning she watched as James stepped out of the shadow of the curtains shielding the patio doors. "I had trouble last night too, but I've been through worse. I just wasn't expecting what happened to happen. I suppose I should be thankful it wasn't a bomb or something seriously lethal." She replied sitting down letting her legs slip into the cool water.
James walked over and sat next to her watching her feet sway back and forth in the crystal blue water. " I wouldn't let such a thing happen to my partner. When we go home I'll explain each of my little 'toys' to you. I shouldn't have let that happen in the first place, it was my stupidity and I'm sorry." He replied quietly as he felt the water slip through his fingers. "No I should have asked before I opened, it's my fault." Looking up her he smiled mischievously before splashing her. Gasping at the cool water hitting her she kicked water back in his direction with her feet. Splashing her again he managed to soak the front of her, yet she went with it because he was already drenched. "James!" she yelped as he pushed her, nearly knocking her into the pool. Standing up he held his hand towards her to help her up, but when she gripped it she tugged him knocking him off balance into the water. Surfacing he swam over to her gripping her hips and pulling her towards him. "No, No, I'm sorry. James, no, please." She pleaded trying to hold onto the cement, but failing miserably as he slipped under water pulling he under with him.
Surfacing for air he opened his eyes to see a mad Carlie looking back, and before he could say anything she pushed him under again. Coming up for air yet again he watched her swim to the stairs at the other side of the pool, and followed behind her. Turning she sat on the steps leaving her shoulders still submerged. "One issue James, we don't have any towels." "You always call me James, why not Jimmy or Jay?" he asked sitting on the steps next to her. "I don't know, I figured you preferred James. I figure out something to call you."
"That worries me Carlie." He laughed at her pouting lip at his reply.
"Your shaking, we should go back into the house, before you get sick and Faith has my head. It's bad enough you slept all day yesterday because of me." He replied Standing.
They made their way back up stairs and Carlie had no trouble going to sleep after drying off. James watched Carlie as he too fell asleep, happy that he got along well with his new partner, and couldn't wait to see what she could do in the field.
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Bosco sat quietly on the balcony off his room he shared with Faith and watched his two young team mates splash around in the pool. A smile crept onto his face as he though that that would be something Faith and he would have done if she hadn't been married. He wondered how long she hadn't been able to sleep, having nightmares of the last time they worked together. She was helping him, and he got her shot. It was his own partner; a commanding officer that put a bullet in the one woman he cared the most for. She was there because he asked her to be, he asked her to get the gun. After years of being there for him, putting up with his rude remarks and attitude she didn't walk away when he needed her. It was Fred that made him leave; his words were burned permanently into Bosco's mind and nothing he could do would make that go away.
"' You did this! You put her here! She deserves better than what she got, that should be you in there, not her! Get out of my face Boscorelli, walk away and don't ever come back, you hear me?"'
The words echoed through his mind as a single tear slipped down his face. It was his fault and he knew it. He relived that moment every time he closed his eyes, and he blamed himself from that day on. He was shocked to see her in his hotel room that night, and almost dared crawling out that window himself. Still she wouldn't give up until she talked with him, and he was too frozen to move. Her voice sent chills down his spine and his mouth went dry, but he listened as she spoke, and didn't sleep after she left. He had watched over her from a distance for a long time, and learned of her success through channels with the precinct. He hadn't known however about her divorce from Fred due to the fact that she hadn't spoken about it, and she was in the middle of training when she received the papers. Just the fact that she was that close that night, seemed different. She wasn't the same Faith and he knew it more than anyone would have imagined.
A mumble and the rustling of the sheets pulled Bosco from his thoughts and he quickly went over to Faith. She thrashed back and forth as if trying to fight someone, or something. Gripping her shoulders gently he shook her and watched as her eyes flew open and grew wide with fright. Without realizing who was in front of her she swung, but being she had just woken up she only clipped his shoulder. The impact wasn't the worst Bosco had encountered but it would definitely leave a mark, and be soar. He heard her breath catch in her throat and her eyes fall shut as her body trembled. Pulling her close to him he calmed her as best he could rocking her slightly until she drifted back to sleep. He lied next to her and fell asleep listening to her now calmed breathing.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Noble, Faith why do I get the feeling he has something to do with this case?" Bosco asked quietly.
"He's after Brian Albatross, Harlie has the information on that. She didn't want to mention anything to the others without consulting me first. She is writing a pretty good summary, and has a good eye for piecing together our little problem.
Bosco pulled Faith towards him as she rested her head on his shoulder trying to calm her self. They sat in silence for a few minutes before Bosco spoke. "Are you going to eat? I brought you food from the small diner down the street, and I think Harlie and Alex are waiting for us in the living room."
Faith looked at him after collecting her self and stood taking his hand in hers as they walked out to sit with there two collogues.
"Is everything alright? Harlie thinks she said something wrong, she didn't mean to upset Faith." Alex said as they walked into view.
"Everything is alright, and no Harlie you didn't upset me. I walked off with your book though." She replied handing the book back to the young woman, who smiled in reply.
~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~
Everyone returned by six and Faith decided to go over the information Harlie had shared with her since she had almost finished. They worked late into the night breaking into small conversations about the cases they had worked on and getting to know each other. Around two they decided to call it a night, and Faith showed them to the rooms they could stay in.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Carlie couldn't sleep, the incident the day before seemed to mix up her sleeping pattern and she just wasn't tired. Deciding to get some fresh air she slipped quietly out of her bed, and out the door. Walking through the house she noticed for the first time just how different it was than a normal house, and how similar it was to the one she shared with James. Stepping out onto the patio she stopped at the pools edge looking at her reflection.
"Can't sleep?" A voice questioned from behind her. Turning she watched as James stepped out of the shadow of the curtains shielding the patio doors. "I had trouble last night too, but I've been through worse. I just wasn't expecting what happened to happen. I suppose I should be thankful it wasn't a bomb or something seriously lethal." She replied sitting down letting her legs slip into the cool water.
James walked over and sat next to her watching her feet sway back and forth in the crystal blue water. " I wouldn't let such a thing happen to my partner. When we go home I'll explain each of my little 'toys' to you. I shouldn't have let that happen in the first place, it was my stupidity and I'm sorry." He replied quietly as he felt the water slip through his fingers. "No I should have asked before I opened, it's my fault." Looking up her he smiled mischievously before splashing her. Gasping at the cool water hitting her she kicked water back in his direction with her feet. Splashing her again he managed to soak the front of her, yet she went with it because he was already drenched. "James!" she yelped as he pushed her, nearly knocking her into the pool. Standing up he held his hand towards her to help her up, but when she gripped it she tugged him knocking him off balance into the water. Surfacing he swam over to her gripping her hips and pulling her towards him. "No, No, I'm sorry. James, no, please." She pleaded trying to hold onto the cement, but failing miserably as he slipped under water pulling he under with him.
Surfacing for air he opened his eyes to see a mad Carlie looking back, and before he could say anything she pushed him under again. Coming up for air yet again he watched her swim to the stairs at the other side of the pool, and followed behind her. Turning she sat on the steps leaving her shoulders still submerged. "One issue James, we don't have any towels." "You always call me James, why not Jimmy or Jay?" he asked sitting on the steps next to her. "I don't know, I figured you preferred James. I figure out something to call you."
"That worries me Carlie." He laughed at her pouting lip at his reply.
"Your shaking, we should go back into the house, before you get sick and Faith has my head. It's bad enough you slept all day yesterday because of me." He replied Standing.
They made their way back up stairs and Carlie had no trouble going to sleep after drying off. James watched Carlie as he too fell asleep, happy that he got along well with his new partner, and couldn't wait to see what she could do in the field.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Bosco sat quietly on the balcony off his room he shared with Faith and watched his two young team mates splash around in the pool. A smile crept onto his face as he though that that would be something Faith and he would have done if she hadn't been married. He wondered how long she hadn't been able to sleep, having nightmares of the last time they worked together. She was helping him, and he got her shot. It was his own partner; a commanding officer that put a bullet in the one woman he cared the most for. She was there because he asked her to be, he asked her to get the gun. After years of being there for him, putting up with his rude remarks and attitude she didn't walk away when he needed her. It was Fred that made him leave; his words were burned permanently into Bosco's mind and nothing he could do would make that go away.
"' You did this! You put her here! She deserves better than what she got, that should be you in there, not her! Get out of my face Boscorelli, walk away and don't ever come back, you hear me?"'
The words echoed through his mind as a single tear slipped down his face. It was his fault and he knew it. He relived that moment every time he closed his eyes, and he blamed himself from that day on. He was shocked to see her in his hotel room that night, and almost dared crawling out that window himself. Still she wouldn't give up until she talked with him, and he was too frozen to move. Her voice sent chills down his spine and his mouth went dry, but he listened as she spoke, and didn't sleep after she left. He had watched over her from a distance for a long time, and learned of her success through channels with the precinct. He hadn't known however about her divorce from Fred due to the fact that she hadn't spoken about it, and she was in the middle of training when she received the papers. Just the fact that she was that close that night, seemed different. She wasn't the same Faith and he knew it more than anyone would have imagined.
A mumble and the rustling of the sheets pulled Bosco from his thoughts and he quickly went over to Faith. She thrashed back and forth as if trying to fight someone, or something. Gripping her shoulders gently he shook her and watched as her eyes flew open and grew wide with fright. Without realizing who was in front of her she swung, but being she had just woken up she only clipped his shoulder. The impact wasn't the worst Bosco had encountered but it would definitely leave a mark, and be soar. He heard her breath catch in her throat and her eyes fall shut as her body trembled. Pulling her close to him he calmed her as best he could rocking her slightly until she drifted back to sleep. He lied next to her and fell asleep listening to her now calmed breathing.
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