Things are still the same…I don't own anything related to Third Watch…all these events are fictional…but hey you knew that already didn't you? J
Chapter 2 – Thinking about you
Bosco walked down the three blocks to the precinct, and made his way into the locker room to change. He was greeted by Faith and Davis who were getting ready for role call. "Hey Bosco man, didn't think you were gonna make it." Davis said sarcastically, noting his tendency to arrive mere minutes before his shift started. "Yeah, yeah Davis, you keep dreaming…Boscorelli is never late." He shot back pulling his uniform top over his bulletproof vest. Bosco slipped his shoes on and waltzed into the roll call room.
Minutes later Bosco and Faith were driving around looking for the usual 'scum of the earth.' The squad was filled with casual banter.
"So how's your mom doing Bos?" "She's fine. Just hired some new chick to bartend." "I see, whats her name?" "Katie, Kit, something like that." He said nonchalantly. "You don't sound to thrilled. Is she old or married or something?" "Nah, she's just, I dunno kinda plain. She's not ugly or nothing…just not my type." "What exactly is your type Bosco?" "Faith, c'mon give me a break, I just want someone with a little more spark, wild…sexy…." He said trailing off with a happy smile. "Bos you realize you've dated every Pamela Anderson look-alike from here to Philly." Faith smirked at her partner. "Yeah, yeah whatever just leave it alone Yokas." "55 Charlie we've got a call about domestic dispute on 7th and Main" "55 Charlie 10-4."
Katie continued to work happily, as the day wore on. She finally felt content with her job. Angela was extremely friendly, and the two worked together wonderfully, exchanging brief bouts of conversation as they served customers round after round of liquor. Katie was used to the bar scene, she had been hit on by drunk man after drunk man. By now it all seemed too comical. She had been proposed to three times, in 4 hours. "Had I known I could have been married so quickly I would have started working here months ago!" she laughed with Angela.
Bosco placed his uniform back in his locker and slammed the door shut. The metal rattling as he leaned his head against the cool surface. It had been one hell of a day. Once again he and Yokas had received nothing but boring calls, a homeless man puked in the squad, a mentally impaired man had hit him in the head with the edge of a notebook. Leaving him with a slight bruise and cut above his eye. Faith had laughed, he had to admit it was pretty damn ironic…The Mr. Boscorelli had been assaulted with a notebook. He made her swear not to let the guys at the house hear about it. Bosco wanted nothing more than to forget about this day. He headed down to his mom's bar knowing full well that she would let him drink to his heart's content.
It was probably midnight, Katie guessed, when Maurice walked in. Angela had told her he would probably stop by after his shift. She told her to just 'let him drink'. "I'll be out there to close up for you around 12:45. It takes me a while to fill out the books." She explained. "Just keep Maurice busy, is that okay honey? I could always tell him to…." "No, don't worry about it, I can handle it." Katie had quickly reassured Angela and sent her into the back. Now when Maurice was actually in the bar, she regretted her decision. She was intimidated by him. She didn't know why. It wasn't that she was 'actually scared,' she told herself. He just had that look that suddenly made her feel inferior. "Where's ma?" Bosco's voice interrupted Katie's internal battle. "Oh hi Maurice, she's in the back doing the books, she told me to go ahead and get you whatever you wanted." She said as confidently as she could. "Vodka…keep it coming." He stared at her wondering how she could be so damn happy. Working in a bar of drunks, didn't seem like something someone her age would really aspire to do. Minutes passed, and Bosco downed shot after shot. Katie was surprised and wondered how he was able to keep all the liquor down. "Can I askk youu something?" he asked, downing his 8th shot, not even really waiting for a response. "Sure." She bluntly responded setting down the bottle of vodka on the counter, and leaning down on her elbows in order to level with a now slumped over Maurice.
"Why are youu so dammmnn, happy?" He slurred. "What do you mean?" she responded, cocking her head to the side. "Youuu like your jobbb, and myy job is horribblle, I gott pukked on, and a bumpp on myy head from a retard with paper." He moaned… "Annd that was justtt today." Katie suddenly felt bad for thinking so little of Maurice earlier. She took pity on him, for the moment anyways. "Do you want some ice for your head?" she softly asked taking the empty shot glass from his hand. "Advilll" He said slowly. "No Maurice, you can't mix alcohol and drugs together, sorry but ice is all I can offer you." "Fine."
Katie grabbed some ice from the cooler and wrapped it in a towel. "C'mon, sit up." She coaxed. Bosco's blurry eyes met hers and he stared at her, his face contorted into a look of misery and pain. Katie held him up in the chair, her arm wrapped around his shoulder, her other hand gently pressed the ice to his forehead. "ahh" he grimaced as the cold cloth hit his wound. "sorry." She said. Bosco leaned his elbows onto the counter to support himself, and Katie moved her hand from around his shoulder to his face. Gently using her hand on his cheek as support to press the ice closer to his face. Bosco's eyes snapped up to meet hers. Although he was wasted beyond comprehension, he felt something about her, something comforting almost.
10 minutes passed until Angela came out from the back. Seeing Katie and Bosco so close to each other plastered a smile on her face. "Sorry it took so long kids. Maurice what happened to your head?" "Nuutthinn maa." He slurred. "Oh Maurice," Angela sighed. "Lets get you to bed." Angela said softly taking her son by the waist and gently helping him up from the chair. "Thanks so much Katie, sorry you had to deal with this." "Oh its no problem Angela…I'll lock up so you can take him home." "Oh Katie your such a sweetheart, your first day and you're already taking charge!" she chuckled. "Let me get him to the car and then I'll come back in and show you what to do."
A minute later Angela returned with a set of keys, "Just lock this door, turn off these lights, and you're done." "Okay, doesn't seem to hard." Katie responded. "Katie, I saw you and Maurice earlier, you taking care of him and everything. He could really use someone like you in his life." Angela said leveling with the young woman in front of her. Katie had no idea how to respond to that so she just nodded…nodded like a damn idiot. "Well good night!" Angela said cheerfully leaving Katie in the empty bar.
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