Revenge
Chapter 30
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Shots rang out and Faith bent down trying to make herself a smaller target in case Peterson was shooting at her. Terror went through her as she realized the shots did not exit the house, but were fired at something - or someone - inside.
"Peterson!" she shouted, trying to get his attention back on her and away from Bosco and the boy inside. "Let the medics come and get the boy and I'll come in there with you," she urged again.
"Yokas! Get back here," Swersky shouted. Faith made no move to return to cover. Her partner was in there - in trouble - and she wasn't about to let him stay in there. "That's an order, Yokas!" Swersky called to her.
Faith turned to look over her shoulder and said, "Lieu. I can't leave him in there." With that, she walked toward the house. She removed her gun belt and placed it in the middle of the driveway so that Peterson could see she was now unarmed. "Peterson. I'm coming in. I'm gonna tell the medics to come and get the boy. Okay?"
She was even with the window of the room where Bosco and Lucas were being held when she heard Peterson quietly say. "Tell them to come get the boy, but not until you get in here."
"I will. I promise," Faith said. She turned toward the police behind her and called, "Send the medics for the boy. Only the medics." She made eye contact with Ty, Sully and the Lieutenant before turning and entering the house. The door remained open while Peterson awaited the arrival of the medics from down the street, his gun trained on Faith the entire time because he knew that Bosco and the boy weren't going anywhere.
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The fire and EMS crews stood quietly as they watched Faith slowly make her way closer to the house. Rose, Trisha and Bosco's brother looked on as well.
Everyone froze and you could almost here the audible intake of breath as the shots rang out.
"No," Rose said quietly as a tear ran down her cheek. She was sure that her son had been killed in the recent gunfire. Michael Boscorelli gently put an arm around his mother and Trisha and saw the look of fear and anger in their eyes.
They watched as Faith rose from her crouched position and shouted into the house again. They were far enough away that they couldn't hear what was being said, but watched as Faith walked toward the house, removed her gun and entered the building after calling back to the officers.
Suddenly an officer ran toward the barricade that they were stationed behind. "He said the medics could some and get the boy," the officer said and Kim and Carlos immediately sprang to action.
As they guided their stretcher toward the house, they were provided with bulletproof vests and instructed to make no sudden movements. They were to get the boy and get out. They arrived in the driveway of the old house, waiting to be told to go in. The man must have been waiting for the police officers to get back across the street.
Suddenly, Faith appeared in the doorway and Kim and Carlos could see the gun that was pointed at her back. "C'mon, Kim. It's okay. You just need to get the boy and get back out. You'll have to treat him once you get him out," Faith told them as they entered the house, carrying the backboard and medical bag in and leaving the stretcher outside the door.
"What about Bosco?" Kim asked quietly.
"I don't know. I haven't seen him yet," Faith said, trying to hide her fear for his condition.
"Shut up! No talking. Just get the kid and get out. And don't try anything stupid," Peterson said, motioning them down the hallway. As they got closer to the room they could hear the boy crying.
They entered the room and didn't see the boy right away. It took a moment to adjust to the darkness of the room and then they made out the form of Bosco across the boy, apparently unconscious.
"Damn," Carlos said as he and Kim gently moved Bosco aside and lay him on the floor. Kim found a pulse on Bosco. It was an erratic pulse, but he was still alive. She looked up at Faith and nodded her head to let her know that he was alive.
"Just the boy!" Peterson yelled, when he saw Kim checking on Bosco as Carlos tended to the boy.
"He really needs to get to the hospital," Kim said as she continued to check his wounds. He had multiple bruises and abrasions and there was a gunshot wound to the left side, which appeared to be at least a couple days old with infection. When they had entered the room, she noticed before they moved him that there was a fresh wound to his right shoulder that appeared to enter from the back, as if he threw himself in front of the boy to prevent him from getting hit by any bullets.
"Kim," Carlos said to her urgently. "Broken leg and gunshot wound to the arm. We need to get him out of here," he said trying to get her out before Peterson turned on them also.
"But," she said, not wanting to leave Bosco behind. She was interrupted by Peterson who angrily pushed Faith into the room. "That's it! Out! Now!" he yelled, making Kim jump. He was standing in the doorway of the bedroom, watching the entrances of the house at the same time.
Before standing up, Kim pretended to be getting something out of her medical bag and whispered to Bosco. "Faith's here with you. Hold on, Bosco."
Kim turned to help Carlos lift the boy, who cried out in pain from the movement of his broken bones. The boy looked over at his protector as they picked him up. "What about him?" he asked Kim and Carlos. "He saved my life."
"I know. It'll be okay. He's strong. He'll be okay," Kim told the boy calmly, trying to convince herself. She looked up at Carlos and the look in her eyes told Carlos that she was lying. Carlos looked at Bosco. They'd never exactly gotten along, but he didn't want to leave him behind.
Carlos put a hand on Bosco's shoulder and said, "Hang in there, Bos."
Kim reached into the bag again and as they were carrying Lucas out of the bedroom, she pretended to stumble and fall into Faith. Faith felt something being pushed into her hand and without looking at it, she hid it in her pocket.
"Be careful. We'll see you soon," Kim said to Faith as she "regained" her balance and continued out the door.
Peterson grabbed onto Faith and pulled her out of the room to follow the medics as they left house. When he was sure that they were away and that no one was planning any assaults on the house, he shut the door and pulled Faith back into the room.
He pushed her into the room where she fell to the floor next to a still unconscious Bosco. She reached down and felt for a pulse, relieved to still find one. He looked awful. "He doesn't have much longer, that's for sure," she though to herself.
"So, you wanted to 'talk' to me. I'm waiting," Peterson said angrily, not even giving a second glance at Bosco.
"What's it gonna take for you to let me get him out of here. You don't want the murder of a police officer to add to the rest of the charges," Faith said to him.
She felt Bosco move at the sound of her voice. He made a sound, but she couldn't tell what he was trying to say. She put a hand on him to let him know she was there and could feel the heat from his fever through his sweat-soaked clothing. "Hold on, Bos. Just hold on," she urged him.
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TBC...
Chapter 30
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Shots rang out and Faith bent down trying to make herself a smaller target in case Peterson was shooting at her. Terror went through her as she realized the shots did not exit the house, but were fired at something - or someone - inside.
"Peterson!" she shouted, trying to get his attention back on her and away from Bosco and the boy inside. "Let the medics come and get the boy and I'll come in there with you," she urged again.
"Yokas! Get back here," Swersky shouted. Faith made no move to return to cover. Her partner was in there - in trouble - and she wasn't about to let him stay in there. "That's an order, Yokas!" Swersky called to her.
Faith turned to look over her shoulder and said, "Lieu. I can't leave him in there." With that, she walked toward the house. She removed her gun belt and placed it in the middle of the driveway so that Peterson could see she was now unarmed. "Peterson. I'm coming in. I'm gonna tell the medics to come and get the boy. Okay?"
She was even with the window of the room where Bosco and Lucas were being held when she heard Peterson quietly say. "Tell them to come get the boy, but not until you get in here."
"I will. I promise," Faith said. She turned toward the police behind her and called, "Send the medics for the boy. Only the medics." She made eye contact with Ty, Sully and the Lieutenant before turning and entering the house. The door remained open while Peterson awaited the arrival of the medics from down the street, his gun trained on Faith the entire time because he knew that Bosco and the boy weren't going anywhere.
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The fire and EMS crews stood quietly as they watched Faith slowly make her way closer to the house. Rose, Trisha and Bosco's brother looked on as well.
Everyone froze and you could almost here the audible intake of breath as the shots rang out.
"No," Rose said quietly as a tear ran down her cheek. She was sure that her son had been killed in the recent gunfire. Michael Boscorelli gently put an arm around his mother and Trisha and saw the look of fear and anger in their eyes.
They watched as Faith rose from her crouched position and shouted into the house again. They were far enough away that they couldn't hear what was being said, but watched as Faith walked toward the house, removed her gun and entered the building after calling back to the officers.
Suddenly an officer ran toward the barricade that they were stationed behind. "He said the medics could some and get the boy," the officer said and Kim and Carlos immediately sprang to action.
As they guided their stretcher toward the house, they were provided with bulletproof vests and instructed to make no sudden movements. They were to get the boy and get out. They arrived in the driveway of the old house, waiting to be told to go in. The man must have been waiting for the police officers to get back across the street.
Suddenly, Faith appeared in the doorway and Kim and Carlos could see the gun that was pointed at her back. "C'mon, Kim. It's okay. You just need to get the boy and get back out. You'll have to treat him once you get him out," Faith told them as they entered the house, carrying the backboard and medical bag in and leaving the stretcher outside the door.
"What about Bosco?" Kim asked quietly.
"I don't know. I haven't seen him yet," Faith said, trying to hide her fear for his condition.
"Shut up! No talking. Just get the kid and get out. And don't try anything stupid," Peterson said, motioning them down the hallway. As they got closer to the room they could hear the boy crying.
They entered the room and didn't see the boy right away. It took a moment to adjust to the darkness of the room and then they made out the form of Bosco across the boy, apparently unconscious.
"Damn," Carlos said as he and Kim gently moved Bosco aside and lay him on the floor. Kim found a pulse on Bosco. It was an erratic pulse, but he was still alive. She looked up at Faith and nodded her head to let her know that he was alive.
"Just the boy!" Peterson yelled, when he saw Kim checking on Bosco as Carlos tended to the boy.
"He really needs to get to the hospital," Kim said as she continued to check his wounds. He had multiple bruises and abrasions and there was a gunshot wound to the left side, which appeared to be at least a couple days old with infection. When they had entered the room, she noticed before they moved him that there was a fresh wound to his right shoulder that appeared to enter from the back, as if he threw himself in front of the boy to prevent him from getting hit by any bullets.
"Kim," Carlos said to her urgently. "Broken leg and gunshot wound to the arm. We need to get him out of here," he said trying to get her out before Peterson turned on them also.
"But," she said, not wanting to leave Bosco behind. She was interrupted by Peterson who angrily pushed Faith into the room. "That's it! Out! Now!" he yelled, making Kim jump. He was standing in the doorway of the bedroom, watching the entrances of the house at the same time.
Before standing up, Kim pretended to be getting something out of her medical bag and whispered to Bosco. "Faith's here with you. Hold on, Bosco."
Kim turned to help Carlos lift the boy, who cried out in pain from the movement of his broken bones. The boy looked over at his protector as they picked him up. "What about him?" he asked Kim and Carlos. "He saved my life."
"I know. It'll be okay. He's strong. He'll be okay," Kim told the boy calmly, trying to convince herself. She looked up at Carlos and the look in her eyes told Carlos that she was lying. Carlos looked at Bosco. They'd never exactly gotten along, but he didn't want to leave him behind.
Carlos put a hand on Bosco's shoulder and said, "Hang in there, Bos."
Kim reached into the bag again and as they were carrying Lucas out of the bedroom, she pretended to stumble and fall into Faith. Faith felt something being pushed into her hand and without looking at it, she hid it in her pocket.
"Be careful. We'll see you soon," Kim said to Faith as she "regained" her balance and continued out the door.
Peterson grabbed onto Faith and pulled her out of the room to follow the medics as they left house. When he was sure that they were away and that no one was planning any assaults on the house, he shut the door and pulled Faith back into the room.
He pushed her into the room where she fell to the floor next to a still unconscious Bosco. She reached down and felt for a pulse, relieved to still find one. He looked awful. "He doesn't have much longer, that's for sure," she though to herself.
"So, you wanted to 'talk' to me. I'm waiting," Peterson said angrily, not even giving a second glance at Bosco.
"What's it gonna take for you to let me get him out of here. You don't want the murder of a police officer to add to the rest of the charges," Faith said to him.
She felt Bosco move at the sound of her voice. He made a sound, but she couldn't tell what he was trying to say. She put a hand on him to let him know she was there and could feel the heat from his fever through his sweat-soaked clothing. "Hold on, Bos. Just hold on," she urged him.
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TBC...