Chapter 2- the fallen
It had been twenty four hours, since Bosco had been awake. Since, he had leaned out of the window, screaming at people, making his usual way along their route.
Faith had gone home, Ty, had stayed the night. He said, he had nothing else to do.
Ty stared out the window, as he and Sully, drove down the road.
"You going to visit Bosco again later?" Sully cleared his throat, while asking his partner this.
Ty nodded, "If he isn't out already."
Sully sighed, "He was shot. He's in a coma. He wont be out by tonight."
Ty shifted in his seat, "Can we just not talk about this?"
Sully nodded, "Whatever. Put the lights on."
Ty looked at him, "We didn't get a call?"
Sully hissed, "Just do it."
Ty followed the order. As soon as the lights went on, people yielded, they passed through.
Faith was sitting next to the bed. She had just sat down, from pacing.
"Come on, Bosco." She whispered, rubbing his hand, and, quickly taking it away.
She leaned forward in her chair, and looked down at the ground.
What had happened?
Bosco and her had started the week, normal. He was hot headed, easily pushed over the edge. She was the negotiator, attentive.
He snapped, somewhere between Wednesday and Friday.
She couldn't put her finger on it. The man who had shot him, had been arrested. By them.
How did he get out of jail, so soon? Even good behavior, wouldn't have gotten him that. Right?
She had a lot to think about, while her partner laid there. Oblivious, to the outside world.
They had busted that man for illegal narcotics. That was it. Everyday, they did this over and over. She couldn't even keep count, they had done this so many times.
Bosco slammed the car door, she followed, rubbing her temples. Same old. Nothing changed.
What had changed this time?
She got out of the car, kneeled before Sully and Davis' rmp. Ok, this, wasn't what they usually did, but, it wasn't completely out of the ordinary.
Sully and Ty, had called for backup. Again, nothing different.
Bosco and her, both recognized the man. Or maybe, Bosco didn't and, she only did.
It didn't matter now. What few details, what could have been done. It didn't matter now.
Bosco was shot. He was unconscious. He didn't even know, this had happened. And when he did..
She didn't want to be the one to tell him. He had fallen.
Ty jogged inside the hospital, Sully, at his heels.
"Yo, Ty, slow down man. He's not gonna run away, anytime soon." Sully mumbled, as Ty walked faster, towards Bosco's room.
He half expected Bosco to be awake. Be complaining, about the perp getting away. About the nurse fussing with him.
But, when he opened the door, Bosco, was the same. Lying there, unmoved.
"No change?" Ty asked softly, putting his hand on Faith's shoulder, allowing her to know, he was there.
She looked up at him, shaking her head, "No."
Sully sighed. After running a hand down his face, he leaned against the wall.
He knew Bosco, there hadn't been a change. Even superman, the now fallen, couldn't have passed this, this fast. If that even made sense to anyone, but him.
Faith stood up now, walking over to the window.
"Kim came by, to see how he was." She said, in the same mournful tone, that Ty had used.
Sully puffed, "You people act like he's dead!"
Ty shook at the word. Faith, nearly dropped the coffee she was holding.
"Bosco, doesn't die." She told him, angrily.
Sully shook his head. On his way out the door, he told them, "No. But even Bosco can admit, he's fallen."
The door closed.
Ty and Faith, shared a look, with each other, then, back down at Bosco.
"Sully is going to get it, when Bosco hears that." Ty said, trying to cheer himself up.
Faith nodded, and, decided to play along, as she made her way back over, to stand by the bed again.
"Yeah." She looked down at him, "Superman, doesn't take the fall. He makes it."
Ty looked up at her. He nodded, and, the room became silent, once more.
Sully stood by the desk, getting anxious. That's when, he saw Doc come by.
"Hey, can I ask you somethin', Doc?"
Doc nodded, "Sure, anything." He set down his clipboard, to give Sully, his full attention.
Taking a deep breath, Sully asked, "You think Bosco will make it?"
Doc thought about this. Bosco, was possibly, the strongest person he knew. He had survived things that, not even a man twice his age, had been put up against.
"Yeah." He answered, simply, "Bosco's a fighter, he'll make it."
Sully nodded, and looked down, as Doc added, "And, he'll kick your butt, when he hears you thought any different."
This brought a grin to the older officers face, "I bet."
Doc walked back out the hospital doors, wondering. Was what he told Sully, the truth, or, his hopeful thinking?
It had been twenty four hours, since Bosco had been awake. Since, he had leaned out of the window, screaming at people, making his usual way along their route.
Faith had gone home, Ty, had stayed the night. He said, he had nothing else to do.
Ty stared out the window, as he and Sully, drove down the road.
"You going to visit Bosco again later?" Sully cleared his throat, while asking his partner this.
Ty nodded, "If he isn't out already."
Sully sighed, "He was shot. He's in a coma. He wont be out by tonight."
Ty shifted in his seat, "Can we just not talk about this?"
Sully nodded, "Whatever. Put the lights on."
Ty looked at him, "We didn't get a call?"
Sully hissed, "Just do it."
Ty followed the order. As soon as the lights went on, people yielded, they passed through.
Faith was sitting next to the bed. She had just sat down, from pacing.
"Come on, Bosco." She whispered, rubbing his hand, and, quickly taking it away.
She leaned forward in her chair, and looked down at the ground.
What had happened?
Bosco and her had started the week, normal. He was hot headed, easily pushed over the edge. She was the negotiator, attentive.
He snapped, somewhere between Wednesday and Friday.
She couldn't put her finger on it. The man who had shot him, had been arrested. By them.
How did he get out of jail, so soon? Even good behavior, wouldn't have gotten him that. Right?
She had a lot to think about, while her partner laid there. Oblivious, to the outside world.
They had busted that man for illegal narcotics. That was it. Everyday, they did this over and over. She couldn't even keep count, they had done this so many times.
Bosco slammed the car door, she followed, rubbing her temples. Same old. Nothing changed.
What had changed this time?
She got out of the car, kneeled before Sully and Davis' rmp. Ok, this, wasn't what they usually did, but, it wasn't completely out of the ordinary.
Sully and Ty, had called for backup. Again, nothing different.
Bosco and her, both recognized the man. Or maybe, Bosco didn't and, she only did.
It didn't matter now. What few details, what could have been done. It didn't matter now.
Bosco was shot. He was unconscious. He didn't even know, this had happened. And when he did..
She didn't want to be the one to tell him. He had fallen.
Ty jogged inside the hospital, Sully, at his heels.
"Yo, Ty, slow down man. He's not gonna run away, anytime soon." Sully mumbled, as Ty walked faster, towards Bosco's room.
He half expected Bosco to be awake. Be complaining, about the perp getting away. About the nurse fussing with him.
But, when he opened the door, Bosco, was the same. Lying there, unmoved.
"No change?" Ty asked softly, putting his hand on Faith's shoulder, allowing her to know, he was there.
She looked up at him, shaking her head, "No."
Sully sighed. After running a hand down his face, he leaned against the wall.
He knew Bosco, there hadn't been a change. Even superman, the now fallen, couldn't have passed this, this fast. If that even made sense to anyone, but him.
Faith stood up now, walking over to the window.
"Kim came by, to see how he was." She said, in the same mournful tone, that Ty had used.
Sully puffed, "You people act like he's dead!"
Ty shook at the word. Faith, nearly dropped the coffee she was holding.
"Bosco, doesn't die." She told him, angrily.
Sully shook his head. On his way out the door, he told them, "No. But even Bosco can admit, he's fallen."
The door closed.
Ty and Faith, shared a look, with each other, then, back down at Bosco.
"Sully is going to get it, when Bosco hears that." Ty said, trying to cheer himself up.
Faith nodded, and, decided to play along, as she made her way back over, to stand by the bed again.
"Yeah." She looked down at him, "Superman, doesn't take the fall. He makes it."
Ty looked up at her. He nodded, and, the room became silent, once more.
Sully stood by the desk, getting anxious. That's when, he saw Doc come by.
"Hey, can I ask you somethin', Doc?"
Doc nodded, "Sure, anything." He set down his clipboard, to give Sully, his full attention.
Taking a deep breath, Sully asked, "You think Bosco will make it?"
Doc thought about this. Bosco, was possibly, the strongest person he knew. He had survived things that, not even a man twice his age, had been put up against.
"Yeah." He answered, simply, "Bosco's a fighter, he'll make it."
Sully nodded, and looked down, as Doc added, "And, he'll kick your butt, when he hears you thought any different."
This brought a grin to the older officers face, "I bet."
Doc walked back out the hospital doors, wondering. Was what he told Sully, the truth, or, his hopeful thinking?