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Special Thanks: To CCA and Laurie Lasagna..w/out your words of encouragement and advice this story would've gone nowhere fast! You guys are great!!
Bad calls, everyone endures them. No matter where you live, how big your town is, something shitty always happens. It's just the way of life. Humans are savages. Violence is like a must in today's society. It's like this world can't live without being evil and mean. It seems as if we thrive on seeing someone hurt. Cops, firefighters, and paramedics see it every day. Sad to say their jobs are considered blue collar. They go out and see this violence and save lives and get paid meseley wages that couldn't support someone living in a society back in the 50's.
There are also accidents that happen. Things no one can control. People die in horrible ways and no one can explain why. Freak accidents are always hard to see. Accidents are a part of life, there's no way in hell to avoid them.
~~
Bosco chomped down on his deli sandwich and looked up, noticing Faith's stare. She looked disgusted. He chewed up the sloppy sandwich and took a long sip of his Mountain Dew. "What?" He shrugged his shoulders.
Faith picked at her salad. "Sometimes watching you eat makes my stomach turn."
He took another bite and watched as some mustard dripped onto the paper wrapper he used as a plate. "Just doing my part, making things cancel out." He winked and wiped his mouth with a napkin.
"Canceling things out?"
"You gross me out with sex stories, I gross you out with my eating habits." He cocked his eyebrow.
"Like your sex stories are awesome Bosco. I don't think karma sutra is tops on my conversation list."
He took another drink. "You have a conversation list?" A smart-ass smirk appeared on his face.
"Oh, would you shut up?" She giggled slightly. "Oh yeah, I was meaning to ask you, how's your new girlfriend? You haven't broken up with her yet have you?"
"Jenna? I'm still with her." He stretched out his legs, hitting Faith lightly. "She's awesome Faith."
She rolled her eyes. "Here we go again."
"No, no. Not sex wise. We haven't even slept together yet." He shook his head.
Faith choked on her water. "What? How long have you two been together?"
"About a month and a half."
Faith closed the lid on her salad. "Wow, coming from you that is amazing. A month with her and you still haven't slept together. I'm truly impressed." Faith smiled.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Faith scoffed. "Oh please Bosco. I'm not going to get into it. So tell me about this Jenna. What is awesome about her?"
He rubbed his temples. "Well, for one thing she is making me earn things. She isn't easy. She makes me feel all weak and vulnerable when I'm around her. When I'm not around her I'm thinking about her. And when I am around her I always stumble with my words and look like an ass. I've never had a girl do that to me before." He glanced at his watch. "Look at me getting all sappy. That isn't normal either." He stood up to throw his trash away.
"Yeah, love will do that to you." Faith followed him to the trashcan.
He held the lid open for her. "Love? After a month and a half? Is that possible?" His voice was high pitched.
"I guess it all depends on the person. I believe in love at first site. Look Bosco, if a girl makes you feel like that it's more than just boyfriend girlfriend stuff. It could be puppy love, not sure about lust since you guys haven't really done anything. It's just strange hearing all that from you."
"Try being in my shoes. I don't know what to think."
"If you want to keep things special take my advice. Don't make her have sex until she's ready. When you guys do have that moment together it'll be even more special."
He nodded. "Thanks for the advice, I'll remember it."
~~
"So, you up for Haggerty's?" Davis glanced up at Bosco as he tied his shoe.
"Nah man, not tonight. I got a date." Bosco buttoned up a black shirt and ran his hand through his hair. "Whew, I'm kinda nervous about it too."
Davis laughed. "You? Nervous? Why the hell are you nervous?"
Bosco sat down beside him on the wooden bench and paused as he glanced down at the floor. "This girl man, she's amazing. I've been with her for about a month and a half. She just makes me feel...different."
"She's that good, eh?" Davis threw his uniform into his locker and closed the door.
"No, it's not like that. The only thing she lets me do is kiss her man. Any other girl I'd have already broke it off, but there is just something about her that..." He shrugged. "I can't really explain it."
"L-O-V-E." Davis spelled it out.
"I guess it is possible. Faith told me the same thing. I'll see you tomorrow." He patted Davis' shoulder, smiled at Faith, and made his way to his car.
~~
He knocked on apartment 125 and sighed a deep sigh. He heard a TV going and small footsteps approach the door. Jenna greeted him. She was about 5'7", blue eyes, brownish blonde hair to her shoulders, with a healthy figure.
"Hey Maurice." She pulled him into a hug and gave him a light kiss on the lips. "How was work?"
"Boring as hell, but I guess that is good." He walked into the cozy living room and plopped down on the couch. "I thought about you a lot though."
She sat down beside him, her perfume essence filling his nose. He loved the way she smelled. "How was your day at the nursing home?" He stared at the TV; Gilligan's Island was finishing up.
"I guess as great as a nursing home can get."
He nodded and pulled her in for another kiss. "I need to tell you something Jenna."
"Okay." She smiled and ran her fingers over his forehead. "Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, everything is fine. It's just something I have been thinking about a lot, and other's have made me feel it even more."
"Okay, tell me." She gave a small giggle, causing butterflies to shoot through Bosco's stomach. Just her presence put him in a good mood.
"Jenna..." He ran the back of his hand over her cheek. "I think I'm falling in love with you."
The room fell silent as he stared at her. "Maurice, I think I'm falling in love with you too. I was thinking it was too soon but I guess not. I didn't want to tell you yet, didn't want to scare you but I feel the same way."
Bosco smiled. "It sounds weird coming from my mouth. I've never really been in love with anyone. You just make me so happy."
"You too, Maurice."
~~
Carlos walked into the department at 2:15, ready for duty. He felt like it would be a good day. The sun was out, the weather was nice, and he felt good. He hadn't felt this good since he could remember so he wanted to take advantage of it.
"Hey Kim." He smiled at Kim as he grabbed a water out of the refrigerator. "Doc is off today, he called in sick. I guess that means me and you are together."
"Great." Her voice was full of sarcasm.
"Hey, I'm in a good mood, don't ruin it."
"Great." She imitated herself.
~~
"How was your date Boz?" Faith glanced over at him from the passenger side window, a mischievous grin across her face. "You work your way into her pants yet?"
"Ha ha. It went great. I told her I thought the relationship was going well, she agreed."
"You know you scared Ty when you told him what you did last night."
He scoffed. "Scared him? How the hell did I scare him?"
"You, Maurice Boscorelli, talking about loving a girl. It scared me too, I have to admit that."
He nodded. "We all gotta grow up sometime ya know?"
"Yeah, you of all people."
Before he could respond the radio broke in. "Units in the 5-5, we have a traffic accident at 4-7-9 Hill and Arthur. We need all available units, also ambulance and FDNY."
Bosco queued his radio, "5-5 David, 10-4, we are a few blocks over."
~~
All Bosco could think to say as they pulled up was, "Holy shit!" He quickly got out. A total of 10 cars were overturned and crushed. "How the hell did this happen?" He glanced over at a flaming car, not sure if it was occupied or not.
Carlos ran past. "A traffic jam. A motorcycle came between two cars and it was a chain reaction. Help me with this, grab his feet."
Bosco bent over and looked at the victim. A young boy, about 7 years old. Brain matter was present. "Carlos, is he.."
Carlos didn't answer and lifted. "Just take him to the bus."
Faith raced around, reassuring victims that help was there. She also directed traffic here and there. Lieutenant Swersky approached her.
"EMS needs your help. We have some cleaning up for you guys to do while they work."
She swallowed hard. "Cleaning up?"
"Yeah. Over there." He pointed in the direction of where several cars were packed together. "The bodies with the orange tags you guys put into bags. Any body parts put into biohazard bags."
She felt a rush of nausea overtake her as her and Bosco walked slowly, rubber gloves covering their hands. Bosco stopped.
"Faith, is that what I think it is?"
"Yeah."
He picked up a few pieces of brain matter and placed it in a bag. He glanced at a young girl lying beside it. She had been gone for a while. "Help me put her in a body bag."
Bosco grabbed her legs. He felt bile build up in his throat as he watched her lifeless body fall into place once inside the bag. He quickly zipped it up. "I can't believe this happened." He turned to Carlos. "They find the motorcycle that caused this?"
"No. He left."
"A description?"
"You'll have to talk to those people behind the police tape, they were down the street, saw the whole thing happen." Carlos thought to himself, 'So much for a great day. My instincts pretty much suck.'
~~
After all was said and done only two people survived the traffic incident. The mother of the girl that Bosco and Faith put in a bag, and a three-year-older that was still in critical condition at Mercy. Everyone was present at Mercy from the 55th. Everyone. The waiting room was quiet, almost spooky.
Every time Bosco would close his eyes he'd see the little girl, half her head missing but her eyes staring up at him as the zipper closed her body into a black hole. He couldn't get the image of the boy Carlos was working on out of his head either.
Why did this have to happen? He sighed and rubbed his eyes. He got up quickly and made his way to the coffee room.
"You okay?"
Bosco turned quickly to see Kim standing in the doorway. "Uhh, yeah. Just getting some coffee. Want some?"
"No, I'm good." She held up a half full bottle of Coke.
He stirred his coffee. "Are you doing okay?" He glanced at her and then back down at the now brown liquid before him.
"Yeah. I see that stuff a lot. Someone was telling me you had to pick up that girl's brains off of the pavement."
Bosco sniffed. "Yeah. Not actually in my job description but that's what I did." He took a sip of the coffee and felt its warmth all the way down his esophagus.
"I'm gonna go back in the waiting room. If you need me I'm here to talk."
"Okay, thanks."
~~
He stared into the mirror and listened as lockers closed behind him. Every noise made him jump.
"Boz, I'm gonna go grab a bite to eat, you wanna come?" Faith wrapped a small scarf around her neck and approached him.
"Sure. I could use something. Jenna's not home anyway, she had to go to New Jersey to see the folks."
~~
They sat in a corner booth with a nice view of a small park to the left of them. Bosco slowly sipped at some water and watched as a young girl came into the restaurant with what he was guessing was her mother. Faith noticed his stare.
"Hey, you wanna talk about it?"
He quickly looked away as the mental image of the young girl flooded his mind. "Talk about what?"
"About today."
He shrugged. "Nothing to talk about. A bad accident happened, we responded. Everyday stuff."
She decided to leave it at that. She didn't want to push things and piss him off. "Okay."
"Let's just hope we don't get another traffic call for awhile." He stood up and placed some money on the table, enough to pay for her meal and his water. "I'll see you later Faith. I gotta get some fresh air."
Special Thanks: To CCA and Laurie Lasagna..w/out your words of encouragement and advice this story would've gone nowhere fast! You guys are great!!
Bad calls, everyone endures them. No matter where you live, how big your town is, something shitty always happens. It's just the way of life. Humans are savages. Violence is like a must in today's society. It's like this world can't live without being evil and mean. It seems as if we thrive on seeing someone hurt. Cops, firefighters, and paramedics see it every day. Sad to say their jobs are considered blue collar. They go out and see this violence and save lives and get paid meseley wages that couldn't support someone living in a society back in the 50's.
There are also accidents that happen. Things no one can control. People die in horrible ways and no one can explain why. Freak accidents are always hard to see. Accidents are a part of life, there's no way in hell to avoid them.
~~
Bosco chomped down on his deli sandwich and looked up, noticing Faith's stare. She looked disgusted. He chewed up the sloppy sandwich and took a long sip of his Mountain Dew. "What?" He shrugged his shoulders.
Faith picked at her salad. "Sometimes watching you eat makes my stomach turn."
He took another bite and watched as some mustard dripped onto the paper wrapper he used as a plate. "Just doing my part, making things cancel out." He winked and wiped his mouth with a napkin.
"Canceling things out?"
"You gross me out with sex stories, I gross you out with my eating habits." He cocked his eyebrow.
"Like your sex stories are awesome Bosco. I don't think karma sutra is tops on my conversation list."
He took another drink. "You have a conversation list?" A smart-ass smirk appeared on his face.
"Oh, would you shut up?" She giggled slightly. "Oh yeah, I was meaning to ask you, how's your new girlfriend? You haven't broken up with her yet have you?"
"Jenna? I'm still with her." He stretched out his legs, hitting Faith lightly. "She's awesome Faith."
She rolled her eyes. "Here we go again."
"No, no. Not sex wise. We haven't even slept together yet." He shook his head.
Faith choked on her water. "What? How long have you two been together?"
"About a month and a half."
Faith closed the lid on her salad. "Wow, coming from you that is amazing. A month with her and you still haven't slept together. I'm truly impressed." Faith smiled.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Faith scoffed. "Oh please Bosco. I'm not going to get into it. So tell me about this Jenna. What is awesome about her?"
He rubbed his temples. "Well, for one thing she is making me earn things. She isn't easy. She makes me feel all weak and vulnerable when I'm around her. When I'm not around her I'm thinking about her. And when I am around her I always stumble with my words and look like an ass. I've never had a girl do that to me before." He glanced at his watch. "Look at me getting all sappy. That isn't normal either." He stood up to throw his trash away.
"Yeah, love will do that to you." Faith followed him to the trashcan.
He held the lid open for her. "Love? After a month and a half? Is that possible?" His voice was high pitched.
"I guess it all depends on the person. I believe in love at first site. Look Bosco, if a girl makes you feel like that it's more than just boyfriend girlfriend stuff. It could be puppy love, not sure about lust since you guys haven't really done anything. It's just strange hearing all that from you."
"Try being in my shoes. I don't know what to think."
"If you want to keep things special take my advice. Don't make her have sex until she's ready. When you guys do have that moment together it'll be even more special."
He nodded. "Thanks for the advice, I'll remember it."
~~
"So, you up for Haggerty's?" Davis glanced up at Bosco as he tied his shoe.
"Nah man, not tonight. I got a date." Bosco buttoned up a black shirt and ran his hand through his hair. "Whew, I'm kinda nervous about it too."
Davis laughed. "You? Nervous? Why the hell are you nervous?"
Bosco sat down beside him on the wooden bench and paused as he glanced down at the floor. "This girl man, she's amazing. I've been with her for about a month and a half. She just makes me feel...different."
"She's that good, eh?" Davis threw his uniform into his locker and closed the door.
"No, it's not like that. The only thing she lets me do is kiss her man. Any other girl I'd have already broke it off, but there is just something about her that..." He shrugged. "I can't really explain it."
"L-O-V-E." Davis spelled it out.
"I guess it is possible. Faith told me the same thing. I'll see you tomorrow." He patted Davis' shoulder, smiled at Faith, and made his way to his car.
~~
He knocked on apartment 125 and sighed a deep sigh. He heard a TV going and small footsteps approach the door. Jenna greeted him. She was about 5'7", blue eyes, brownish blonde hair to her shoulders, with a healthy figure.
"Hey Maurice." She pulled him into a hug and gave him a light kiss on the lips. "How was work?"
"Boring as hell, but I guess that is good." He walked into the cozy living room and plopped down on the couch. "I thought about you a lot though."
She sat down beside him, her perfume essence filling his nose. He loved the way she smelled. "How was your day at the nursing home?" He stared at the TV; Gilligan's Island was finishing up.
"I guess as great as a nursing home can get."
He nodded and pulled her in for another kiss. "I need to tell you something Jenna."
"Okay." She smiled and ran her fingers over his forehead. "Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, everything is fine. It's just something I have been thinking about a lot, and other's have made me feel it even more."
"Okay, tell me." She gave a small giggle, causing butterflies to shoot through Bosco's stomach. Just her presence put him in a good mood.
"Jenna..." He ran the back of his hand over her cheek. "I think I'm falling in love with you."
The room fell silent as he stared at her. "Maurice, I think I'm falling in love with you too. I was thinking it was too soon but I guess not. I didn't want to tell you yet, didn't want to scare you but I feel the same way."
Bosco smiled. "It sounds weird coming from my mouth. I've never really been in love with anyone. You just make me so happy."
"You too, Maurice."
~~
Carlos walked into the department at 2:15, ready for duty. He felt like it would be a good day. The sun was out, the weather was nice, and he felt good. He hadn't felt this good since he could remember so he wanted to take advantage of it.
"Hey Kim." He smiled at Kim as he grabbed a water out of the refrigerator. "Doc is off today, he called in sick. I guess that means me and you are together."
"Great." Her voice was full of sarcasm.
"Hey, I'm in a good mood, don't ruin it."
"Great." She imitated herself.
~~
"How was your date Boz?" Faith glanced over at him from the passenger side window, a mischievous grin across her face. "You work your way into her pants yet?"
"Ha ha. It went great. I told her I thought the relationship was going well, she agreed."
"You know you scared Ty when you told him what you did last night."
He scoffed. "Scared him? How the hell did I scare him?"
"You, Maurice Boscorelli, talking about loving a girl. It scared me too, I have to admit that."
He nodded. "We all gotta grow up sometime ya know?"
"Yeah, you of all people."
Before he could respond the radio broke in. "Units in the 5-5, we have a traffic accident at 4-7-9 Hill and Arthur. We need all available units, also ambulance and FDNY."
Bosco queued his radio, "5-5 David, 10-4, we are a few blocks over."
~~
All Bosco could think to say as they pulled up was, "Holy shit!" He quickly got out. A total of 10 cars were overturned and crushed. "How the hell did this happen?" He glanced over at a flaming car, not sure if it was occupied or not.
Carlos ran past. "A traffic jam. A motorcycle came between two cars and it was a chain reaction. Help me with this, grab his feet."
Bosco bent over and looked at the victim. A young boy, about 7 years old. Brain matter was present. "Carlos, is he.."
Carlos didn't answer and lifted. "Just take him to the bus."
Faith raced around, reassuring victims that help was there. She also directed traffic here and there. Lieutenant Swersky approached her.
"EMS needs your help. We have some cleaning up for you guys to do while they work."
She swallowed hard. "Cleaning up?"
"Yeah. Over there." He pointed in the direction of where several cars were packed together. "The bodies with the orange tags you guys put into bags. Any body parts put into biohazard bags."
She felt a rush of nausea overtake her as her and Bosco walked slowly, rubber gloves covering their hands. Bosco stopped.
"Faith, is that what I think it is?"
"Yeah."
He picked up a few pieces of brain matter and placed it in a bag. He glanced at a young girl lying beside it. She had been gone for a while. "Help me put her in a body bag."
Bosco grabbed her legs. He felt bile build up in his throat as he watched her lifeless body fall into place once inside the bag. He quickly zipped it up. "I can't believe this happened." He turned to Carlos. "They find the motorcycle that caused this?"
"No. He left."
"A description?"
"You'll have to talk to those people behind the police tape, they were down the street, saw the whole thing happen." Carlos thought to himself, 'So much for a great day. My instincts pretty much suck.'
~~
After all was said and done only two people survived the traffic incident. The mother of the girl that Bosco and Faith put in a bag, and a three-year-older that was still in critical condition at Mercy. Everyone was present at Mercy from the 55th. Everyone. The waiting room was quiet, almost spooky.
Every time Bosco would close his eyes he'd see the little girl, half her head missing but her eyes staring up at him as the zipper closed her body into a black hole. He couldn't get the image of the boy Carlos was working on out of his head either.
Why did this have to happen? He sighed and rubbed his eyes. He got up quickly and made his way to the coffee room.
"You okay?"
Bosco turned quickly to see Kim standing in the doorway. "Uhh, yeah. Just getting some coffee. Want some?"
"No, I'm good." She held up a half full bottle of Coke.
He stirred his coffee. "Are you doing okay?" He glanced at her and then back down at the now brown liquid before him.
"Yeah. I see that stuff a lot. Someone was telling me you had to pick up that girl's brains off of the pavement."
Bosco sniffed. "Yeah. Not actually in my job description but that's what I did." He took a sip of the coffee and felt its warmth all the way down his esophagus.
"I'm gonna go back in the waiting room. If you need me I'm here to talk."
"Okay, thanks."
~~
He stared into the mirror and listened as lockers closed behind him. Every noise made him jump.
"Boz, I'm gonna go grab a bite to eat, you wanna come?" Faith wrapped a small scarf around her neck and approached him.
"Sure. I could use something. Jenna's not home anyway, she had to go to New Jersey to see the folks."
~~
They sat in a corner booth with a nice view of a small park to the left of them. Bosco slowly sipped at some water and watched as a young girl came into the restaurant with what he was guessing was her mother. Faith noticed his stare.
"Hey, you wanna talk about it?"
He quickly looked away as the mental image of the young girl flooded his mind. "Talk about what?"
"About today."
He shrugged. "Nothing to talk about. A bad accident happened, we responded. Everyday stuff."
She decided to leave it at that. She didn't want to push things and piss him off. "Okay."
"Let's just hope we don't get another traffic call for awhile." He stood up and placed some money on the table, enough to pay for her meal and his water. "I'll see you later Faith. I gotta get some fresh air."
