TITLE: On heart beat for every lost day...
AUTHOR: faith_in_Faith
E-MAIL: faith_in_Faith@hotmail.com
DISCLAIMER: Don't owe, just borrow to play with (
RATING: PG-13
SPOILERS: Up to and including season four, but this one starts before "he said, she said."
AUTHORS NOTE : Here you are! Hope you enjoy, please R&R
CHAPTER FIVE
The next day:
Faith entered the locker room and spotted Sully who stood by his locker, about to change into his uniform.
"Hey Faith " he said "I heard you and Bosco had an ugly case yesterday."
"Yeah, the women was very badly beaten, you know you'll never get used to it, no matter how many times you're seeing it."
"I know. Was it really a cop who did it?"
"Yeah, at least that's what we think, because the kids told us that their father did it and he's a cop at the 32 precinct."
"I heard he's gone."
"Yeah, and that makes him look even more guilty."
Sully nodded. In that moment Bosco walked through the door. His face was very pale and there were black shadows under his bloodshot eyes. He really looked exhausted and Faith wondered if he had slept at all.
"Hey Bos," she said.
"Hey, " he replied quietly.
"What's wrong Boscorelli? You look like crap. Was your latest chick too much for you? Sully said with a grin.
Bosco remind silent, he didn't even look at Sully just continued to change into his uniform. Sully bewildered looked over at Faith for an answer to Bosco's mode. Faith shook her head against Sully to stop him from teasing Bosco more and mouthed "later." Sully nodded and said:
"See you in roll call," and then he left.
They were now alone in the locker room and Faith looked over at Bosco with concern and said:
"You're OK?"
"Fine."
Faith bit her bottom lip. Please Bosco, not the "fine game" she thought and tried again.
"Sully is right, you do look like crap. Did you sleep at all?" He shrugged.
"A couple of hours." He turned and left the room. Faith sighed and followed him. **************************** "I'm signing out the radios, see you in the car," Bosco said as he turned his back to Faith. Sully saw an opportunity to talk to her and walked up beside her as they headed towards the cars.
"What's wrong with him? He asked as he looked at Faith with a frown on his face.
"He knows the women."
"What?"
"You heard me right. He knows her, but it seems like it was a long time ago, and by the way he's acting about it, I guess something between them went wrong and this is really getting to him."
"Things always goes wrong when he's involved" Sully muttered.
Faith ignored the comment and said in a pleading tone:
"Please Sully help me out here, he really need to get this guy."
"Don't you worry Faith; I want to take him to, a cop doing things like that belongs in prison. I'll try to collect a few favours and see if I can find something out, OK?"
"Good, let us know if you do."
"Do you really think that's a good idea? I mean, you know how Bosco acts when he's mad."
"Believe me Sully this one deserves Bosco's rage!"
"OK, talk to you later."
"Later."
"FAITH! ARE YOU COMING?" Bosco shouted angrily from the car.
"Yeah, yeah, "she muttered. *********************************
" How's Anna?" Faith asked, looking sideways at Bosco as she drove down the street. He had letting her drive and that told her he was even more tired than he wanted to admit, and she was getting more and more worried about him for every minute.
"She's still unconscious, the bastard pretty much brook every bone in her body, even gave her a scull fracture, but the doctor says she gonna make it." He said in a weary voice.
"Well that's a relief, " she said. He nodded.
" So did you see the boys this morning?"
"Yeah."
Faith sighed, she felt like they were playing twenty questions.
"And how were they?"
"All right I guess. Steven was there and they seemed to like him a lot and they obviously feel safe with him. He's taking them home with him so at least that part is fixed now. " He took a deep breath and continued:
"We all went to the hospital too, this morning so they could see her and they seemed to coop rather well with that part too, but I guess they are used to this kind of stuff, "he said bitterly.
"That's good." Faith said looking at him again. There was a slight look of relief at his face and she felt the same way. It was good things working out for the boys and that would hopefully ease some of the guilt he, for some unknown reason, felt.
"So did you talk to Steven?"
"Yeah."
She looked at him again, but his face was unreadable.
"Did it go well?"
He shrugged. "I guess."
Faith gave up. She knew there was no way to get him to talk when he didn't want to, so she decided to just to wait and see. Sooner or later he would talk to her, she knew that, but for now all she could do was to sit back and wait.
Bosco's thoughts went back to his meeting with Steven that morning. He had come there as early as he could to get a chance to talk to Samuel and Adam before Steven arrived. He wanted to explain to them that he already knew their mother so they didn't get confused when he and Steven began to talk to each other. He also wanted them to understand that he would continue to be around in the future. The boys had surprisingly few questions about the whole thing, but one, that Adam had asked, kept popping up in his head:
"If you're her friend why didn't you came and rescue her earlier?"
He hadn't answered the question. He didn't have an answer and none of the boys had asked the question again, despite the lack of answer, and for that he was more than grateful.
When Steven arrived he had concentrated his attention to the boys at first, but then he told them to wait in the car for him and started to talk to Bosco.
"So you showed up at last," he said the anger evident in his voice. Bosco had just nodded not really knowing what to say.
"Don't even think for a second think that I have forgot what you did to her twelve years ago."
"I don't, " He had answered, knowing that Steven was the one who had to put the pieces of Anna's soul together when he left the way he did, not to mention when the unthinkable happened. He swallowed hard, just to think about that he had letting her go through all that on her own made him sick. Steven had every right to be angry with him.
"Bos, are you OK? Faith's worried voice made him snap back to reality. He shook his head.
" Not really, I feel sick," he said in a very quiet voice. She looked at him with concern written all over her face.
"Do you want me to pull over?"
He shook his head again, feeling guilt for worrying her mixed with anger over that she had to try to be his mother all the time. He already had one and the last thing he needed was another one.
"Did you eat anything today?" she asked and he could feel her look at him.
He shook his head once more.
"Well that's probably why you feel sick. How about we stop for some coffee or something?" she asked softly.
He turned to look at her in surprise; now what? he thought. No lecture about him not eating properly? No nagging about that he had to tell her what was wrong? Maybe she was sick! She just smiled at him and he manage to smile back
"Sounds good to me."
"OK then" she said still smiling.
Faith felt relief over that he didn't fight her about getting something to eat. He really needed to eat and he really needed to either start shearing or dealing with this story, otherwise it would destroy him. She knew that, and she felt a knot forming in her stomach when she thought about it, but all she could to was to wait and see.
Sitting in the café, Bosco's thoughts once again went back to the conversation with Steven.
"You know the only person that I have a bigger wish to kill than you, is the bastard to husband of hers. " Stevens face had been bright read and he was almost shouting.
"I know. I want to kill him too."
"Yeah, I hope you do, you owe her that!"
"I know." He remembered hesitating before he continued "I'm sorry." Steven had sighed.
"Yeah, that's a little bit late for that, don't you think?"
"I know, but I was sorry all the time."
Steven had closed his eyes and said:
"You could at least have come back when the baby died. I know she wrote to you. I know she begged you to come back. Why the hell didn't you?"
Bosco winched once more, just as he did when Steven uttered the words.
"I didn't have enough courage."
"I don't get it Bosco; you had enough courage to kick your old mans ass, but you couldn't came back to help her through the mess YOU helped her to get into in the first place."
"You don't understand; I love her."
"That's exactly my point, if you love her as much as you say you do, why didn't you came back?"
"I didn't want to hurt her." At that point, he had felt as a complete ass and as the pathetic looser he obviously was. Steven had sighed deeply.
"Yeah, well that was exactly what you ended up doing, but I can tell you're aware of that already."
He had looked Bosco in the eyes the way only he could, and all he could do was to nod. Bosco could hardly remember himself having this kind or conversation with anyone without losing his temper, but that was the way it was with Steven, he had always had the power to make Bosco stay calm, probably because he had God at his side and God didn't like Bosco at all, that he knew for sure.
Steven had suddenly run one hand over his face and said:
"Look Bosco, I want to say that I'm very grateful for the way you took care of the boys and for finding her."
"I was just doing my job." For the first time Steven smiled.
"I should have guessed you would become a cop." He hadn't known what to say so he ended up saying nothing. Stevens face grow serious again as he said:
"If I had it my way I would tell you stay away from her, but I know Anna and I know this is what she have been whishing for all these years, so I wont do that because I love her to. I'm warning you though; don't you hurt her like that again, because if you do, I'm going to end up doing something to you that not even God will forgive me for, and I'll be more and happy to do it! Do we understand each other?"
All he could do was to nod.
"Good! Are you coming to the hospital with us? I know the boys want you to come." Without another word he had turned and left.
Bosco's thoughts went further back in time and in his head he saw Anna the day he left twelve years ago, she had tears in her eyes.
"Please Bos don't leave." She had pleaded with him.
"You know I have to, it will be better this way, " he had answered.
"How can you say that!" she had asked in a trembling voice.
"You're better of without me, and you know that."
"How can you be so sure?" her blue eyes had begged him to stay, and the memory of it hurt almost as much as the real moment had.
"I just am, trust me on this, please Anna." Then she started to cry and he remembered himself lifting her cheek and looking her in the eyes as he said:
"Hey, hey! Bosco's girls don't cry, remember?" then he had giving her a quick kiss before he turned and left, not looking back even once. God, people were right. He really was a complete ass.
This moment had haunted him in his dreams all this years, and the worst part was that he still wasn't sure he took the wrong decision all these years ago. He had more then likely ended up hurting her if he stayed, one way or another. He should have come back though, when the baby died, he knew that. He owed her that much, but he didn't. He was too much of a coward to do that and that was not to be forgiven, he knew that too.
" 55 Charlie to 55 David, come in please"
Bosco jumped and opened his eyes as there radios cracked to life. He saw Faith looking over at him with a worried expression, as she answered the radio:
"Go ahead 55 Charlie."
"We have some information on someone we all want to hunt down. Were are you?" came Sully's voice over the radio.
"At the Roswell café." Faith answered.
"Good, we'll meet with you there."
Bosco and Faith just looked at each other in silence as they waited for 55 Charlie to arrive.
AUTHOR: faith_in_Faith
E-MAIL: faith_in_Faith@hotmail.com
DISCLAIMER: Don't owe, just borrow to play with (
RATING: PG-13
SPOILERS: Up to and including season four, but this one starts before "he said, she said."
AUTHORS NOTE : Here you are! Hope you enjoy, please R&R
CHAPTER FIVE
The next day:
Faith entered the locker room and spotted Sully who stood by his locker, about to change into his uniform.
"Hey Faith " he said "I heard you and Bosco had an ugly case yesterday."
"Yeah, the women was very badly beaten, you know you'll never get used to it, no matter how many times you're seeing it."
"I know. Was it really a cop who did it?"
"Yeah, at least that's what we think, because the kids told us that their father did it and he's a cop at the 32 precinct."
"I heard he's gone."
"Yeah, and that makes him look even more guilty."
Sully nodded. In that moment Bosco walked through the door. His face was very pale and there were black shadows under his bloodshot eyes. He really looked exhausted and Faith wondered if he had slept at all.
"Hey Bos," she said.
"Hey, " he replied quietly.
"What's wrong Boscorelli? You look like crap. Was your latest chick too much for you? Sully said with a grin.
Bosco remind silent, he didn't even look at Sully just continued to change into his uniform. Sully bewildered looked over at Faith for an answer to Bosco's mode. Faith shook her head against Sully to stop him from teasing Bosco more and mouthed "later." Sully nodded and said:
"See you in roll call," and then he left.
They were now alone in the locker room and Faith looked over at Bosco with concern and said:
"You're OK?"
"Fine."
Faith bit her bottom lip. Please Bosco, not the "fine game" she thought and tried again.
"Sully is right, you do look like crap. Did you sleep at all?" He shrugged.
"A couple of hours." He turned and left the room. Faith sighed and followed him. **************************** "I'm signing out the radios, see you in the car," Bosco said as he turned his back to Faith. Sully saw an opportunity to talk to her and walked up beside her as they headed towards the cars.
"What's wrong with him? He asked as he looked at Faith with a frown on his face.
"He knows the women."
"What?"
"You heard me right. He knows her, but it seems like it was a long time ago, and by the way he's acting about it, I guess something between them went wrong and this is really getting to him."
"Things always goes wrong when he's involved" Sully muttered.
Faith ignored the comment and said in a pleading tone:
"Please Sully help me out here, he really need to get this guy."
"Don't you worry Faith; I want to take him to, a cop doing things like that belongs in prison. I'll try to collect a few favours and see if I can find something out, OK?"
"Good, let us know if you do."
"Do you really think that's a good idea? I mean, you know how Bosco acts when he's mad."
"Believe me Sully this one deserves Bosco's rage!"
"OK, talk to you later."
"Later."
"FAITH! ARE YOU COMING?" Bosco shouted angrily from the car.
"Yeah, yeah, "she muttered. *********************************
" How's Anna?" Faith asked, looking sideways at Bosco as she drove down the street. He had letting her drive and that told her he was even more tired than he wanted to admit, and she was getting more and more worried about him for every minute.
"She's still unconscious, the bastard pretty much brook every bone in her body, even gave her a scull fracture, but the doctor says she gonna make it." He said in a weary voice.
"Well that's a relief, " she said. He nodded.
" So did you see the boys this morning?"
"Yeah."
Faith sighed, she felt like they were playing twenty questions.
"And how were they?"
"All right I guess. Steven was there and they seemed to like him a lot and they obviously feel safe with him. He's taking them home with him so at least that part is fixed now. " He took a deep breath and continued:
"We all went to the hospital too, this morning so they could see her and they seemed to coop rather well with that part too, but I guess they are used to this kind of stuff, "he said bitterly.
"That's good." Faith said looking at him again. There was a slight look of relief at his face and she felt the same way. It was good things working out for the boys and that would hopefully ease some of the guilt he, for some unknown reason, felt.
"So did you talk to Steven?"
"Yeah."
She looked at him again, but his face was unreadable.
"Did it go well?"
He shrugged. "I guess."
Faith gave up. She knew there was no way to get him to talk when he didn't want to, so she decided to just to wait and see. Sooner or later he would talk to her, she knew that, but for now all she could do was to sit back and wait.
Bosco's thoughts went back to his meeting with Steven that morning. He had come there as early as he could to get a chance to talk to Samuel and Adam before Steven arrived. He wanted to explain to them that he already knew their mother so they didn't get confused when he and Steven began to talk to each other. He also wanted them to understand that he would continue to be around in the future. The boys had surprisingly few questions about the whole thing, but one, that Adam had asked, kept popping up in his head:
"If you're her friend why didn't you came and rescue her earlier?"
He hadn't answered the question. He didn't have an answer and none of the boys had asked the question again, despite the lack of answer, and for that he was more than grateful.
When Steven arrived he had concentrated his attention to the boys at first, but then he told them to wait in the car for him and started to talk to Bosco.
"So you showed up at last," he said the anger evident in his voice. Bosco had just nodded not really knowing what to say.
"Don't even think for a second think that I have forgot what you did to her twelve years ago."
"I don't, " He had answered, knowing that Steven was the one who had to put the pieces of Anna's soul together when he left the way he did, not to mention when the unthinkable happened. He swallowed hard, just to think about that he had letting her go through all that on her own made him sick. Steven had every right to be angry with him.
"Bos, are you OK? Faith's worried voice made him snap back to reality. He shook his head.
" Not really, I feel sick," he said in a very quiet voice. She looked at him with concern written all over her face.
"Do you want me to pull over?"
He shook his head again, feeling guilt for worrying her mixed with anger over that she had to try to be his mother all the time. He already had one and the last thing he needed was another one.
"Did you eat anything today?" she asked and he could feel her look at him.
He shook his head once more.
"Well that's probably why you feel sick. How about we stop for some coffee or something?" she asked softly.
He turned to look at her in surprise; now what? he thought. No lecture about him not eating properly? No nagging about that he had to tell her what was wrong? Maybe she was sick! She just smiled at him and he manage to smile back
"Sounds good to me."
"OK then" she said still smiling.
Faith felt relief over that he didn't fight her about getting something to eat. He really needed to eat and he really needed to either start shearing or dealing with this story, otherwise it would destroy him. She knew that, and she felt a knot forming in her stomach when she thought about it, but all she could to was to wait and see.
Sitting in the café, Bosco's thoughts once again went back to the conversation with Steven.
"You know the only person that I have a bigger wish to kill than you, is the bastard to husband of hers. " Stevens face had been bright read and he was almost shouting.
"I know. I want to kill him too."
"Yeah, I hope you do, you owe her that!"
"I know." He remembered hesitating before he continued "I'm sorry." Steven had sighed.
"Yeah, that's a little bit late for that, don't you think?"
"I know, but I was sorry all the time."
Steven had closed his eyes and said:
"You could at least have come back when the baby died. I know she wrote to you. I know she begged you to come back. Why the hell didn't you?"
Bosco winched once more, just as he did when Steven uttered the words.
"I didn't have enough courage."
"I don't get it Bosco; you had enough courage to kick your old mans ass, but you couldn't came back to help her through the mess YOU helped her to get into in the first place."
"You don't understand; I love her."
"That's exactly my point, if you love her as much as you say you do, why didn't you came back?"
"I didn't want to hurt her." At that point, he had felt as a complete ass and as the pathetic looser he obviously was. Steven had sighed deeply.
"Yeah, well that was exactly what you ended up doing, but I can tell you're aware of that already."
He had looked Bosco in the eyes the way only he could, and all he could do was to nod. Bosco could hardly remember himself having this kind or conversation with anyone without losing his temper, but that was the way it was with Steven, he had always had the power to make Bosco stay calm, probably because he had God at his side and God didn't like Bosco at all, that he knew for sure.
Steven had suddenly run one hand over his face and said:
"Look Bosco, I want to say that I'm very grateful for the way you took care of the boys and for finding her."
"I was just doing my job." For the first time Steven smiled.
"I should have guessed you would become a cop." He hadn't known what to say so he ended up saying nothing. Stevens face grow serious again as he said:
"If I had it my way I would tell you stay away from her, but I know Anna and I know this is what she have been whishing for all these years, so I wont do that because I love her to. I'm warning you though; don't you hurt her like that again, because if you do, I'm going to end up doing something to you that not even God will forgive me for, and I'll be more and happy to do it! Do we understand each other?"
All he could do was to nod.
"Good! Are you coming to the hospital with us? I know the boys want you to come." Without another word he had turned and left.
Bosco's thoughts went further back in time and in his head he saw Anna the day he left twelve years ago, she had tears in her eyes.
"Please Bos don't leave." She had pleaded with him.
"You know I have to, it will be better this way, " he had answered.
"How can you say that!" she had asked in a trembling voice.
"You're better of without me, and you know that."
"How can you be so sure?" her blue eyes had begged him to stay, and the memory of it hurt almost as much as the real moment had.
"I just am, trust me on this, please Anna." Then she started to cry and he remembered himself lifting her cheek and looking her in the eyes as he said:
"Hey, hey! Bosco's girls don't cry, remember?" then he had giving her a quick kiss before he turned and left, not looking back even once. God, people were right. He really was a complete ass.
This moment had haunted him in his dreams all this years, and the worst part was that he still wasn't sure he took the wrong decision all these years ago. He had more then likely ended up hurting her if he stayed, one way or another. He should have come back though, when the baby died, he knew that. He owed her that much, but he didn't. He was too much of a coward to do that and that was not to be forgiven, he knew that too.
" 55 Charlie to 55 David, come in please"
Bosco jumped and opened his eyes as there radios cracked to life. He saw Faith looking over at him with a worried expression, as she answered the radio:
"Go ahead 55 Charlie."
"We have some information on someone we all want to hunt down. Were are you?" came Sully's voice over the radio.
"At the Roswell café." Faith answered.
"Good, we'll meet with you there."
Bosco and Faith just looked at each other in silence as they waited for 55 Charlie to arrive.