Revenge
Chapter 61
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Bosco called Faith after remembering about the name that Faith had asked him about. He explained the whole story to Faith, including the fact that he finally remembered the name Linda Watkins from when he'd answered Trisha's cell phone in the hospital. They talked about what had happened and the fact that Paul was Trisha's stepbrother and about Trisha telling him that she didn't have any idea that Paul was planning something this drastic. She didn't even know that he still had the house that they were found in.
Faith called into Detective Thompson and explained everything that Bosco had told her. Detective Thompson called back on Faith's cell phone and told her that, after talking to the clerk at the morgue, Trisha had been the one that had claimed Peterson's body. They'd have to get the rest of the story from Trisha when tomorrow, but that they'd probably clear her of any wrongdoing in the kidnapping and assault on the two young boys, Bosco, and then on Faith.
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Trisha awoke and tried to adjust her eyes to the dim light coming from the hallway. She was startled when she heard a noise from alongside the bed. She turned to see Bosco sleeping in the chair alongside her. She watched him for a few moments, smiling at the furrowing and unfurrowing of his brow as he slept. She always wondered what he was dreaming about when he slept. She loved to watch him sleep.
A nurse quietly came into the room to check on her and saw that she was awake. "Hi," she whispered to Trisha, not wanting to wake up the man sleeping in the chair next to her. She assumed he was her husband, as he hadn't left her side since she'd arrived on the floor. A short while ago, the nurse had put a blanket over him and he hadn't even stirred. She did notice when he arrived with her patient that he had some old cuts and bruises and was walking stiffly.
"How're you feeling?" the nurse asked Trisha as she checked the IV bag to see if it needed to be replaced.
"Alright," Trisha answered in a whisper. "I think I have to use the bathroom though," she said, not sure if she was allowed to get out of bed.
"Okay. Let me help you," the nurse said. "Now you'll still have some bleeding, but that's normal so don't be scared by that. Let me just turn on the bathroom light so you can see where you're going," she explained.
As she turned on the light, it shone across the floor and room, falling across Bosco as well. The light woke him and he sat up quickly, not knowing what was happening.
"Trisha?" he said, standing up and feeling the soreness of his body.
"Sshh, it's okay. Sorry I woke you. I just have to use the bathroom. Go back to sleep," she said as the nurse helped her to the bathroom.
He waited in the chair as the nurse waited outside the bathroom until she was ready to come out. "Okay?" the nurse asked, and Bosco stood up again. "Any dizziness or anything?"
"No, I'm fine," she said, quietly, looking over at Bosco to see a concerned expression. The nurse led her back to the bed and she sat on the edge. "I'm okay here for a little bit. Thanks," she said.
"Sure, just buzz if you need anything," the nurse said, walking out of the room.
She looked at Bosco who was watching the nurse leave. He turned to look at her and she saw the sadness in his eyes.
"Hey," she said.
"You okay?" he asked her, taking a step toward her.
"I guess I will be, or so they say," she said, sadness sweeping over her at the fact that she'd lost their baby - perhaps the only thing she'd have had left from their time together now that he'd found out the truth. She looked down at her hands as a tear fell from her cheek. She was surprised by this touch on her chin, pulling her face up to look at him.
"I'm sorry," he said. "I shouldn't have left last night like that. I was just..., I don't know what I was..., besides a jerk," he said.
"No. I understand. You were hurt and you felt betrayed. That was the last thing I wanted. I do love you, Maurice," she said, a few more tears escaping.
"Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant?" he asked her.
"I wanted to. That day in your hospital room - when I passed out - that's when I found out. At first I wanted to get you feeling better and home so you weren't worrying about me. Then, I was going to tell you last night, but then I came home and saw you sitting there in front of those pictures," she said, looking back down at the floor and then back up to his eyes. "I'm so sorry I kept that from you. But, I'm not sorry that I fell in love with you. Maurice, you made me happier than I ever thought I could ever be and I ruined that because of the lies of Paul. I was torn between my loyalty to him and my love for you. And, because of that Paul almost killed you - and Faith. I know you can never forgive me for that. I understand. But, I'm sorry that I lost our child, because he or she would have been all I had left of us," she said, crying now.
Bosco moved closer to her, tears escaping from his eyes as well.
"Trisha. I can't pretend that I understand all of what happened, but in time I think I will be able to come to terms with it. I know that you were torn between whatever mind games Paul played on you and your feelings for me, but there's no doubt in my mind that you love me. I love you, too. And, I would have loved to have raised our baby with you. I'll grieve for it just as much as you will, but the doctors said there's no reason why we can't have another," he said, pausing to see her reaction and hoping that she understood that he wanted to be with her.
She reached up and wiped a tear from her cheek, the words of what he'd just said sinking in. She looked up into his eyes, searching them to see if what she heard was really what he'd said.
"We?" she asked.
"Yes, I love you and I want to be with you. Will you marry me, Trisha Miller?" he asked.
Trisha put a hand on the side of his face. "Oh, Maurice. I love you with all my heart. Are you sure?"
"I'm sure. I've been thinking about it since last night and then all tonight while I was sitting here watching you. I love you and I think we belong together," he said.
Trisha stood up and threw her arms around him, hugging him so tight that he could hardly breathe. "Whoa," he said, laughing.
"I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?" she asked, pulling away as she realized that she was probably hurting him.
"No. I'm fine," he said, smiling down at her. "So, what's your answer? Will you be my wife?"
"Yes, Maurice. Yes," she said as he brought his lips down on hers and kissed her tenderly.
He helped her back into the bed and then he laid down next her. They held each other, grieved for what they'd lost, and talked quietly to each other as they planned their life together. Bosco fell asleep first and she watched him sleep again - no furrowing eyebrows this time - until she too fell asleep.
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It had been three weeks and Bosco and Faith were back to work. Trisha had moved into Bosco's apartment and they were planning their upcoming wedding. No charges were filed against Trisha.
Now, Trisha sat next to Maurice's mother and brother, and Fred, Charlie and Emily Yokas, watching proudly as the two officers received their official promotion ceremony to Detectives.
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The End.
Chapter 61
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Bosco called Faith after remembering about the name that Faith had asked him about. He explained the whole story to Faith, including the fact that he finally remembered the name Linda Watkins from when he'd answered Trisha's cell phone in the hospital. They talked about what had happened and the fact that Paul was Trisha's stepbrother and about Trisha telling him that she didn't have any idea that Paul was planning something this drastic. She didn't even know that he still had the house that they were found in.
Faith called into Detective Thompson and explained everything that Bosco had told her. Detective Thompson called back on Faith's cell phone and told her that, after talking to the clerk at the morgue, Trisha had been the one that had claimed Peterson's body. They'd have to get the rest of the story from Trisha when tomorrow, but that they'd probably clear her of any wrongdoing in the kidnapping and assault on the two young boys, Bosco, and then on Faith.
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Trisha awoke and tried to adjust her eyes to the dim light coming from the hallway. She was startled when she heard a noise from alongside the bed. She turned to see Bosco sleeping in the chair alongside her. She watched him for a few moments, smiling at the furrowing and unfurrowing of his brow as he slept. She always wondered what he was dreaming about when he slept. She loved to watch him sleep.
A nurse quietly came into the room to check on her and saw that she was awake. "Hi," she whispered to Trisha, not wanting to wake up the man sleeping in the chair next to her. She assumed he was her husband, as he hadn't left her side since she'd arrived on the floor. A short while ago, the nurse had put a blanket over him and he hadn't even stirred. She did notice when he arrived with her patient that he had some old cuts and bruises and was walking stiffly.
"How're you feeling?" the nurse asked Trisha as she checked the IV bag to see if it needed to be replaced.
"Alright," Trisha answered in a whisper. "I think I have to use the bathroom though," she said, not sure if she was allowed to get out of bed.
"Okay. Let me help you," the nurse said. "Now you'll still have some bleeding, but that's normal so don't be scared by that. Let me just turn on the bathroom light so you can see where you're going," she explained.
As she turned on the light, it shone across the floor and room, falling across Bosco as well. The light woke him and he sat up quickly, not knowing what was happening.
"Trisha?" he said, standing up and feeling the soreness of his body.
"Sshh, it's okay. Sorry I woke you. I just have to use the bathroom. Go back to sleep," she said as the nurse helped her to the bathroom.
He waited in the chair as the nurse waited outside the bathroom until she was ready to come out. "Okay?" the nurse asked, and Bosco stood up again. "Any dizziness or anything?"
"No, I'm fine," she said, quietly, looking over at Bosco to see a concerned expression. The nurse led her back to the bed and she sat on the edge. "I'm okay here for a little bit. Thanks," she said.
"Sure, just buzz if you need anything," the nurse said, walking out of the room.
She looked at Bosco who was watching the nurse leave. He turned to look at her and she saw the sadness in his eyes.
"Hey," she said.
"You okay?" he asked her, taking a step toward her.
"I guess I will be, or so they say," she said, sadness sweeping over her at the fact that she'd lost their baby - perhaps the only thing she'd have had left from their time together now that he'd found out the truth. She looked down at her hands as a tear fell from her cheek. She was surprised by this touch on her chin, pulling her face up to look at him.
"I'm sorry," he said. "I shouldn't have left last night like that. I was just..., I don't know what I was..., besides a jerk," he said.
"No. I understand. You were hurt and you felt betrayed. That was the last thing I wanted. I do love you, Maurice," she said, a few more tears escaping.
"Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant?" he asked her.
"I wanted to. That day in your hospital room - when I passed out - that's when I found out. At first I wanted to get you feeling better and home so you weren't worrying about me. Then, I was going to tell you last night, but then I came home and saw you sitting there in front of those pictures," she said, looking back down at the floor and then back up to his eyes. "I'm so sorry I kept that from you. But, I'm not sorry that I fell in love with you. Maurice, you made me happier than I ever thought I could ever be and I ruined that because of the lies of Paul. I was torn between my loyalty to him and my love for you. And, because of that Paul almost killed you - and Faith. I know you can never forgive me for that. I understand. But, I'm sorry that I lost our child, because he or she would have been all I had left of us," she said, crying now.
Bosco moved closer to her, tears escaping from his eyes as well.
"Trisha. I can't pretend that I understand all of what happened, but in time I think I will be able to come to terms with it. I know that you were torn between whatever mind games Paul played on you and your feelings for me, but there's no doubt in my mind that you love me. I love you, too. And, I would have loved to have raised our baby with you. I'll grieve for it just as much as you will, but the doctors said there's no reason why we can't have another," he said, pausing to see her reaction and hoping that she understood that he wanted to be with her.
She reached up and wiped a tear from her cheek, the words of what he'd just said sinking in. She looked up into his eyes, searching them to see if what she heard was really what he'd said.
"We?" she asked.
"Yes, I love you and I want to be with you. Will you marry me, Trisha Miller?" he asked.
Trisha put a hand on the side of his face. "Oh, Maurice. I love you with all my heart. Are you sure?"
"I'm sure. I've been thinking about it since last night and then all tonight while I was sitting here watching you. I love you and I think we belong together," he said.
Trisha stood up and threw her arms around him, hugging him so tight that he could hardly breathe. "Whoa," he said, laughing.
"I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?" she asked, pulling away as she realized that she was probably hurting him.
"No. I'm fine," he said, smiling down at her. "So, what's your answer? Will you be my wife?"
"Yes, Maurice. Yes," she said as he brought his lips down on hers and kissed her tenderly.
He helped her back into the bed and then he laid down next her. They held each other, grieved for what they'd lost, and talked quietly to each other as they planned their life together. Bosco fell asleep first and she watched him sleep again - no furrowing eyebrows this time - until she too fell asleep.
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It had been three weeks and Bosco and Faith were back to work. Trisha had moved into Bosco's apartment and they were planning their upcoming wedding. No charges were filed against Trisha.
Now, Trisha sat next to Maurice's mother and brother, and Fred, Charlie and Emily Yokas, watching proudly as the two officers received their official promotion ceremony to Detectives.
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The End.