Title: Noble Rayn fall.
Author: Fyre
Category: Drama/Angst

Rating: PG-13
Email: Boscosbabe55@bellsouth.net
AIM: ToriBoscorelli
Spoilers: Up to and including. 'The truth and other lies.'
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of John Wells and Edward Allen Bernero and NBC. Those lucky bastards. I'm only renting them for a while, I plan to be kind a rewind
when I return them.
A/N: I don't really know where I'm going with all this yet, so this first chapter is a little short. Please R&R, let me know what you think and if you would like me to go on with this.

"See you tomorrow Bosco." Sasha called to him closing her locker.

"Yea, tomorrow." He said standing up, closing his locker as well, then exiting the locker room. he waited until he got into the Mustang to call Rayn. "Hey. I need to know how to get to your place."

"Wow when you said 11:30 you meant 11:30." Rayn smirked. "I live about two blocks off campus, on 133rd and Ash. Think you can find that?"

"Yeah, I know where that is. Them big old condos." Bosco joked with her.

"It was one of the things my dad covered. I may have not seen him very often, but anything for his 'Princess' Okay maybe I'm not his princess, but he did his best to take care of me."

"I'll be there in 'bout twenty minuets." Bosco told her.

"See you then." She said hanging up.

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"Son-of-a-bitch!" FBI agent Roy Lane cursed pulling his head phones off his ears, tossing them to the floor, of an old box van. He turned to Cruz her Latino faced filled with anger, but she didn't speak. "You said you talked to her, that she'd stay away from Boscorelli! I don't know if you were listening to the same phone call I was, but that was him!" Lane picked up a mug of coffee and tossed it across the van. "She told him about your visit Sergeant! She told him! Don't you think Boscorelli will be on to us."

Cruz smirked. "No, not Boscorelli, Chico ain't smart enough." She leaned back in a chair. "As for the girl--I'll take care of her. Maybe I'll pay her 'nother visit. Tomorrow, before she goes to class." She nodded. "Then I'll have 'nother heart to heart with Boscorelli." She placed a cherry blow pop between her lips, then pulled it out making a small "popping" sound. "I'll let our dear friend Officer Boscorelli know who's in charged 'round her." She mused another smirk growing across her face. "Maybe I'll have to threaten him, I Bosco, I know how to push his buttons, I know what....make that I know who I can use."

Lane turned to Cruz. "You better do something, before we lose Beuford again. Trust me Sergeant if we lose him again, you'll be the one to pay the price this time." He said harshly to her, looking out the back of the van window, as Bosco Mustang pulled up in front of Rayn's apartment.

Rayn hurried down stairs and out to Bosco Mustang, looking over at the van, as she opened the door, getting in. "That van's been out there since I got home from class." She pulled the seatbelt over her and locked it into place. "Kinda creepy if you ask me."

Bosco looked out the window, over at the van. "That blue one?" He questioned.

"No, the yellow one next to it....yes that blue van." Rayn rolled her eyes. "I thought cops were suppose to be quick, be able to see things, others don't?"

"I was double checking." Bosco smirked, looking back at the van. "You sure?"

"Look vans don't randomly park themselves on our street and sit there all day, so if I say it's been sitting there all day. It's been sitting there all day."

Bosco pulled away slowly, looking once more back at the van. "Hmmm....."

Rayn threw her hands out in front of her. "What? Is there something you know that maybe you want to tell me?"

Bosco shook his head. "It's probably nothin'"

"Officer Boscorelli, please amuse me here. Is there something I should know."

"Bosco" he watched the van disappear in his rearview mirror.

Rayn looked confused. "What?"

He turned to her. "Bosco, jus' call me Bosco. Everyone else does."

"Oh, okay....I guess." A confused look still on her face as her nose curled up. "Is there something I should know about that van?"

"I don't know." There was a long drawn out pause as Bosco ran his hand down his face. "Is there someone you could stay with, let's say jus' in case somethin' happened?"

Rayn's eyes suddenly widened as she locked them nervously on Bosco. "You're offically scaring the shit out of me?"

"Jus answer my question?" Bosco hissed.

Rayn quickly nodded. "Yea, yea...my friend Jennye...."

"Good...good." He took a deep breath. "If I call you an' tell you to go there, don' ask any questions jus' do as I say."

"I'm in danger aren't I?" Rayn's voice nervously cracked.

Bosco sighed looking over at her, he just nodded. He didn't know who was in the van. It could have been Cruz, or it could have been Beuford looking for paybacks, either she could be in trouble.

Rayn slowly ran both her hands down her long face, pushing her sandy, blonde hair behind her ears. "My God-"