Dakota woke up in Bosco's arms. He had fallen asleep sitting up.
"Oh, God", she whispered to herself.
It had to be uncomfortable for him sleeping like that but he did anyway.
She swept her hand across his face and smiled and just then realized.
"I love you too, Maurice Boscorelli," She said in a whisper. He must
have been dreaming, cause he could have swore he just heard Dakota say that
she loved him too. A slight smile came on his face as he woke up.
"Huh," he said sleepily as he opened his eyes and saw her there smiling in
front of him.
"Hey, I just had a dream that you told me you loved me, silly huh?" He
smiled at her and stretched his arms. He looked at her and she was still
smiling at him.
"What?" he said looking confused.
"It wasn't a dream", she said still looking at him.
"What!", he said as his heart began to race.
"I do. I realized it when I saw you here sleeping in this awkward
position. I guess I must have fallen asleep in your arms and you didn't
want to wake me, which by the way was very sweet, but as I was watching
you I realized that I do, I love you. God, I do!" She said laughing to
herself.
Bosco couldn't believe what he was hearing. He wanted to scream at the
top of his lungs but instead he smiled at her and said, "You love me. I
can't believe this. I didn't think you felt the same and I was willing to
wait for as long as it took for you to love me but you love me"
"Yes, Maurice I do"
"I'm never letting you go!" Bosco embraced Dakota and kissed her like his
life depended on her contact to survive.
Their day began at about 10a.m., when Dakota finally decided that as much as she wanted to continue the make out fest, there was a killer to be caught and dirty cop to bring down. She had a full day ahead of her. Her phone rang at around 10:15, it was Davenport. "Hey Kev, where are you? "Two more were found, D!" "What? Where? When?" "They were found about an hour ago. Langley just called me to notify you" "Shit. Okay, I'll call Philips to meet us there." Dakota got the address as to where the murdered victims where and proceeded to call Philips. He would be on his way. Bosco got out of the shower and she was dressed and already set to leave. "Hey where you going?" "There where two bodies found off Amsterdam!" "Are ya kiddin' me! Shit!" "Yeah, I gotta go" "Hey wait I'll come with you." He got dressed quick and Dakota called her neighbor to ask to take care of Wolf, she knew this was going to be a long day. They both took separate cars, because she knew she would need her own ride today.
They arrived at about 11a.m. to the scene. Davenport was waiting for her. "What do we have so far?" she said to Davenport as they walked into the building. "Two vics. Same M.O.. One's male the other female both mutilated beyond visual recognition" " Right! Dr. Hemming is on her way down." Dakota said. As they got close, she smelt the all to familiar stench of death. They got in and saw the scene. Philips was doing his thing, he just turned around and nodded at her. She reciprocated the gesture. She did her investigation same as she always did. Bosco kinda hung back, never really getting us to seeing things like this. She understood. "Who found the bodies?" "A homeless man" "Has anyone talked to him yet?" "No, Homicide wanted to wait for you" "Where is he?" "Outside." With that Dakota went outside snapping off her latex gloves, Bosco and Davenport following her out.
She found the homeless man in the cab of the E.M.S. truck. She asked the man his name. "Harold but you can call me Harry" "Okay Harry, why where you here?" "I usually stay here but for the last couple of days there has been a man hanging around here and he spooked me so I went somewhere else but this is my home" "What do you mean there was a man hanging around here?" "Well come to think of it, he had what looked like a police uniform on but he wasn't acting like no police that I've ever seen!" "Jesus, it's our perp." Dakota saying to under her breath to Davenport as he nodded. "Harry did you see this man that you said was dress liked a police officer, did you see his face?" "Yes, I did. He didn't know I was there but I was. That's my home he shouldn't have been there!" "Okay Harry but you saw him right and if I were to ask you to describe him to someone could you do that , Harry?" "Yes, yes, I could!" "Get a sketch artist over to the precinct." She said to Davenport. "Okay Harry, your going to take a ride now down to the police precinct so you can tell someone what you saw okay?" She signaled to an officer to come over. "Take him back to the 55. We'll be right behind" "Yes, ma'am." "Okay Harry, this officer will take you. Officer when you get there get him something to eat okay!" "Yes ma'am." She nodded. "Do you really think he saw him?" Bosco whispered into her ear. "I hope so. This is our best lead yet. Let's just hope that Harry has all his eggs in his basket and there not all scrambled." They headed down to the 55.
They got there and the sketch artist hadn't yet arrived. The officer did what Reme instructed and got Harry something to eat. Reme's cell phone went off. "Reme!" "Hey, Angel. I'm here!" "Mitch, hey. When did you get in?" "About 2 hours ago. You told me to call you when I got in" "Yeah, I did do that!" "Angel is everything okay?" "No, we just found two other bodies!" "Where are you?' "We're at the 55 precinct" "I'm on my way." Before she had time to tell him no, he hung up. " Shit!", she thought to herself. Bosco was in the locker room. He hadn't looked good after seeing that. She couldn't help but laugh a little. She never got sick seeing this. After what she's seen in her life, this was a walk in the park. Davenport was with Harry as they all waited for the sketch artist to arrive. When he finally did, they put him right to work.
They all waited outside, Reme always made it policy to let the professionals do there job without outside distraction. As they waited, Mitch arrived. Reme was in the locker room when he came. Davenport saw him first. "Of all the shit that could happen today, this SOB has to show his face!" Bosco looked at Davenport. "What are you talkin' about, man?" "Mitch, that's him. Over there." Davenport pointed to a man who just walked in. Bosco's hands tightened when he looked at Mitch. "Are you fuckin' kiddin' me?" Bosco growled glaring at Mitch.
All you had to do was look at Mitch Rapp and know he was a full on military man. The way he held himself, his demeanor, his chiseled physique, right down to his clothes. Military man 100%. And Bosco could have given a shit. Mitch looked around for Dakota but instead spotted Davenport and another man glaring at him in a not so nice way. As he went up the stairs, Reme came out of the locker room almost bumping into Mitch.
"Hey Angel. Perfect timing." He said smiling at her and embracing her and giving her a kiss. "Mitch, hey", she said awkwardly. She knew Bosco was probably livid right now. "You didn't have to come here" "Yes, I did. I was serious Angel, I want to help." "Hey Kevin, how the hell have you been?" Mitch said to Davenport shaking the man's hand. "I've been okay, and you?", Davenport replied with a slight hint of contempt. "Can't complain. Happy as hell to be seeing my Angel here." He said wrapping his arm around Reme and hugging her. She gave him a half assed smile and pulled away and looked at Bosco. Mitch looked at Bosco and at Reme, his smile dropped. "And you are?" Mitch said looking at Bosco. "With her!", Bosco shot back at Mitch. Reme closed her eyes and let out an 'Oh Shit' sigh. "You're with her. Is that so?" Mitch said looking at Reme. "Yeah, jag off. So hands off!" "Bosco!", Reme glared at him. Davenport let out at laugh not being able to help himself. He knew he liked Bosco but now this just solidified his feelings for the young officer. "I like this guy," he thought. Reme shot a look at Davenport who put his hands up and backed away laughing. "Mitch, This is officer Maurice Boscorelli and well, yes we are together. But that is not the issue here!" Starring angrily at both of them. "The issue right now is that we have a homicidal maniac loose on the street who just might turn out to be a cop and we're sitting here with our thumbs up our asses waiting for the description from some old kook who probably doesn't even know who the god damn president is or what year it is, for that matter. And you two have the audacity to try and stake claim on me, well fuck you both. I don't play that shit." She said this with such disdain and walked away, leaving them both to dwell in her aftermath of what she just said.
Their day began at about 10a.m., when Dakota finally decided that as much as she wanted to continue the make out fest, there was a killer to be caught and dirty cop to bring down. She had a full day ahead of her. Her phone rang at around 10:15, it was Davenport. "Hey Kev, where are you? "Two more were found, D!" "What? Where? When?" "They were found about an hour ago. Langley just called me to notify you" "Shit. Okay, I'll call Philips to meet us there." Dakota got the address as to where the murdered victims where and proceeded to call Philips. He would be on his way. Bosco got out of the shower and she was dressed and already set to leave. "Hey where you going?" "There where two bodies found off Amsterdam!" "Are ya kiddin' me! Shit!" "Yeah, I gotta go" "Hey wait I'll come with you." He got dressed quick and Dakota called her neighbor to ask to take care of Wolf, she knew this was going to be a long day. They both took separate cars, because she knew she would need her own ride today.
They arrived at about 11a.m. to the scene. Davenport was waiting for her. "What do we have so far?" she said to Davenport as they walked into the building. "Two vics. Same M.O.. One's male the other female both mutilated beyond visual recognition" " Right! Dr. Hemming is on her way down." Dakota said. As they got close, she smelt the all to familiar stench of death. They got in and saw the scene. Philips was doing his thing, he just turned around and nodded at her. She reciprocated the gesture. She did her investigation same as she always did. Bosco kinda hung back, never really getting us to seeing things like this. She understood. "Who found the bodies?" "A homeless man" "Has anyone talked to him yet?" "No, Homicide wanted to wait for you" "Where is he?" "Outside." With that Dakota went outside snapping off her latex gloves, Bosco and Davenport following her out.
She found the homeless man in the cab of the E.M.S. truck. She asked the man his name. "Harold but you can call me Harry" "Okay Harry, why where you here?" "I usually stay here but for the last couple of days there has been a man hanging around here and he spooked me so I went somewhere else but this is my home" "What do you mean there was a man hanging around here?" "Well come to think of it, he had what looked like a police uniform on but he wasn't acting like no police that I've ever seen!" "Jesus, it's our perp." Dakota saying to under her breath to Davenport as he nodded. "Harry did you see this man that you said was dress liked a police officer, did you see his face?" "Yes, I did. He didn't know I was there but I was. That's my home he shouldn't have been there!" "Okay Harry but you saw him right and if I were to ask you to describe him to someone could you do that , Harry?" "Yes, yes, I could!" "Get a sketch artist over to the precinct." She said to Davenport. "Okay Harry, your going to take a ride now down to the police precinct so you can tell someone what you saw okay?" She signaled to an officer to come over. "Take him back to the 55. We'll be right behind" "Yes, ma'am." "Okay Harry, this officer will take you. Officer when you get there get him something to eat okay!" "Yes ma'am." She nodded. "Do you really think he saw him?" Bosco whispered into her ear. "I hope so. This is our best lead yet. Let's just hope that Harry has all his eggs in his basket and there not all scrambled." They headed down to the 55.
They got there and the sketch artist hadn't yet arrived. The officer did what Reme instructed and got Harry something to eat. Reme's cell phone went off. "Reme!" "Hey, Angel. I'm here!" "Mitch, hey. When did you get in?" "About 2 hours ago. You told me to call you when I got in" "Yeah, I did do that!" "Angel is everything okay?" "No, we just found two other bodies!" "Where are you?' "We're at the 55 precinct" "I'm on my way." Before she had time to tell him no, he hung up. " Shit!", she thought to herself. Bosco was in the locker room. He hadn't looked good after seeing that. She couldn't help but laugh a little. She never got sick seeing this. After what she's seen in her life, this was a walk in the park. Davenport was with Harry as they all waited for the sketch artist to arrive. When he finally did, they put him right to work.
They all waited outside, Reme always made it policy to let the professionals do there job without outside distraction. As they waited, Mitch arrived. Reme was in the locker room when he came. Davenport saw him first. "Of all the shit that could happen today, this SOB has to show his face!" Bosco looked at Davenport. "What are you talkin' about, man?" "Mitch, that's him. Over there." Davenport pointed to a man who just walked in. Bosco's hands tightened when he looked at Mitch. "Are you fuckin' kiddin' me?" Bosco growled glaring at Mitch.
All you had to do was look at Mitch Rapp and know he was a full on military man. The way he held himself, his demeanor, his chiseled physique, right down to his clothes. Military man 100%. And Bosco could have given a shit. Mitch looked around for Dakota but instead spotted Davenport and another man glaring at him in a not so nice way. As he went up the stairs, Reme came out of the locker room almost bumping into Mitch.
"Hey Angel. Perfect timing." He said smiling at her and embracing her and giving her a kiss. "Mitch, hey", she said awkwardly. She knew Bosco was probably livid right now. "You didn't have to come here" "Yes, I did. I was serious Angel, I want to help." "Hey Kevin, how the hell have you been?" Mitch said to Davenport shaking the man's hand. "I've been okay, and you?", Davenport replied with a slight hint of contempt. "Can't complain. Happy as hell to be seeing my Angel here." He said wrapping his arm around Reme and hugging her. She gave him a half assed smile and pulled away and looked at Bosco. Mitch looked at Bosco and at Reme, his smile dropped. "And you are?" Mitch said looking at Bosco. "With her!", Bosco shot back at Mitch. Reme closed her eyes and let out an 'Oh Shit' sigh. "You're with her. Is that so?" Mitch said looking at Reme. "Yeah, jag off. So hands off!" "Bosco!", Reme glared at him. Davenport let out at laugh not being able to help himself. He knew he liked Bosco but now this just solidified his feelings for the young officer. "I like this guy," he thought. Reme shot a look at Davenport who put his hands up and backed away laughing. "Mitch, This is officer Maurice Boscorelli and well, yes we are together. But that is not the issue here!" Starring angrily at both of them. "The issue right now is that we have a homicidal maniac loose on the street who just might turn out to be a cop and we're sitting here with our thumbs up our asses waiting for the description from some old kook who probably doesn't even know who the god damn president is or what year it is, for that matter. And you two have the audacity to try and stake claim on me, well fuck you both. I don't play that shit." She said this with such disdain and walked away, leaving them both to dwell in her aftermath of what she just said.