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: This story is slowly coming along, I'm waiting to see what happens with everything in season five, because I'd like to tie a lot of that into this as possible. Please keep up the R&R's...it's like warm fuzzies to Fyre.
Bosco arrived at the precinct a short while later, looking over he saw Rayn. Sacred, lost, not knowing what was going on. Swerksy was working the desk. "I want that girl out of there." Bosco said.
"Bail hasn't been set Boscorelli, we can't."
"Look Cruz is just doin' this 'cause she's Cruz." He sighed. "Can you at least release her into my custody?
Swersky sighed, looking over at Rayn as she sat. Her knees up to her chest, arm small arms wrapped around her legs. "I can't do that Bosco. She entered a crime scene after being told not to."
"Yea, and Cruz threatened her as well. All the girl wanted to do was get some stuff from her fathers place. A picture some books he wrote and a pair of her ballet slippers. That's -all- nothin' more." Bosco looked back to the holding cell, he could tell she was crying. As if it wasn't bad enough he killed the girls father, she was now in jail. "She's not some skel, or murder or anythin' of the such. In fact she's quite the opposite. She's a 21 year old college student."
"You'll have to wait until bail is set Bosco, I'm sorry."
Bosco slammed his fists on the desk. "Damn it!" he walked over to the holding cell, his anger looking softening up a bit seeing her. "Rayn...hey Rayn."
She looked up, wiping the tears forming her eyes. "Yea?"
Bosco looked over at a young black male who was eyeing both him and Rayn. "Do you mind?" Bosco asked sticking his arms through the holding cell bars. "Come here."
Sniffling she walked over to him, her head down. "They won't let me out will they?"
"Not until they set bail, but once they do. I swear I'll get you out of here. Okay."
She only nodded in reply.
Way to go Boscorelli, she's goin' to have an arrest record 'cause of you. Once again you have messed 'nother persons life up. "It will be okay. You want me to stay a while, maybe they'll set bond soon an' we can get you out of this dump?"
She just shrugged. "You don' have too Bosco. I'm sure you have stuff to do. Besides it's real late, why don't you go home and get some sleep. They have your number. They can call you."
I know but you're in there 'cause of me. Sleep, I haven't had a full nights rest in year's so don' worry. "No it's okay, I have nothin' to do an' I really ain't all that tired."
"Well if you're sure, it's okay with me."
Bosco smiled softly. "Positive." He reached into his coat pocket. "Hey I got something."
She looked up at him. "What is it?"
"Your picture, the frame broke, but you can always get a new one." He handed her the picture.
"You know you didn't have to do that." She said staring at the picture aimlessly, her mind lost in thoughts.
"I know, but I wanted too." Bosco shrugged. "It isn't a huge deal, really. I just stuck it in my coat pocket. Not like I had to walk across hot coals for it."
She stood holding the picture as she stared, her small finger running over the image of her and her father. "I have every book he -ever- wrote. He always wrote the most beautiful notes in them as well. I could honestly tell he put thought into them, that he didn't just scribble something down like he would in his "fans" books." She looked at Bosco. "Yes I have Blue Line Fever. I know a -lot- of cops really dislike what my father wrote in that book, I'm sure you do as well."
"The officers did lose their job over that book."
She nodded in reply. "I know, and honestly I felt bad for them. I told my dad he shouldn't have done that, but I realized he was only doing his job."
"I'm sorry." Bosco said his voice soft, his face full of sorrow.
"For what?" Rayn asked confused.
"I heard what you said 'bout your mom."
Rayn lowered her giving a few quick nods. "Died of Cancer when I was 16, nothing could have been done. Lucky for me I still had my dad, because it was hard, real hard."
Bosco only nodded, he couldn't say he knew how she felt, because he didn't He still had his mother. As much as he hated his father, he was still around too. He really didn't have a -fmaily-, but she had -no- family what-so-ever, and it was because of him. "Like I said I'm sorry."
"Thanks." She said quietly.
"Bosco..."
He didn't have to turn around to know who was calling him, he could recognize the voice anywhere. "What do you want Ritza?" He asked his hands on his hips.
"To tell you, to go home. Little nina here isn't getting out anytime soon." She smirked.
"What the hell are you goin' to keep her for?" He asked turning to her, anger in his eyes.
"Trespassing. Unlawful entry onto private property"
Bosco shook his head. "I know what it is. You goin' to charge her for trespassing?" He asked in total disbelief.
Cruz stepped closer to Bosco, pointing her finger at him. "I told this Chica here to say away, she didn't. She went and entered the apartment." She laughed. "I wanted to charge you too, but Swersky won't let me. You're lucky you have one friend left Boscorelli." Her smirk stayed. "After all you are the one who shot Yokas, and-" She said laughing. "Killed her father."
Bosco's blood boiled with anger, he wanted more then anything to punch Cruz in her face. "Have you ever heard of a little thing called Due Process?" Bosco asked her.
"Bitch didn't listen to me. I told her not to go there and to stay away from you. Yet she chose not to. So that would be obstruction of justice Bosco, do I need to explain to you what that means?"
"I know what it means, but why? There's no evidence left Cruz?"
She laughed. "You see that's the beauty of this whole situation Boscorelli, we haven't" She let a cocky grin come across her lips. "The FBI hasn't finished their investigation in his apartment yet, so you don't know." The grin stayed as she looked over at Rayn then back to Bosco. "Who knows we might find some meth on her, or maybe she brought some into the apartment. You never know what might be inside."
"Oh no--you--you wouldn't do that Maritza?"
"I told you Bosco, never call my bluff." She said dryly as she walked away. She stopped and turned back to him. "Judge can't see her until the morning so go home Bosco, before you mess anything else up." She said bitterly before walking off.
Rayn looked at him. "What am I going to do. I have class tomorrow, I have a -huge- test tomorrow."
Sighing Bosco looked at her. "I'll figure somethin' out. See if I can get the judge to see you first thing tomorrow. Whatever happens everything will be okay. I promise you, I'll figure somethin' out."
Rayn stared at Bosco as tears fell down her face. She quickly wiped them away, still staring ahead at Bosco.
"Just relax, it will be better soon, you'll be out of here first thing tomorrow."
"I don't have that kind of money just lying around, to pay bail." She spoke nervously.
Bosco shook his head. "Don' worry 'bout that right now. Well figure that out when the time comes."
She kept her head down not looking up at Bosco. "What if-"
"Hey, look at me." Bosco said somewhat harshly.
Rayn lifted her head looking at him.
"Well figure something out...I swear." Bosco said to her reassuringly.
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"Bosco." A voice called to him, giving him a gentle shake. "Bosco."
Bosco slowly opened his eyes, rubbing the sleep from them, to see Swerksy standing in front of him. "Wha--what is it? What's wrong?" Bosco asked, half alseep.
"The DA is ready." He said nodding towards Rayn who was curled up on what little space she could find sleeping.
Bosco nodded. "Thanks." He turned to Rayn. "Rayn...Rayn hunny." He spoke softly not wanting to startle her. "Rayn..."
She lifted her head, her eyes had dark circles under them, from lack of sleep. "Hmmm."
"It's time, you'll have to go with the court appointed attorney; but I'll meet you there okay. Don' worry everything will be okay." He said doing his best to reassure her of the situation.
"Yea, I hope so." She said shortly as she was placed back in cuffs and escorted out of the cell.
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"Bail will be set at 45,000 dollars." The judge said banging her gavil.
A look of fear filled Rayn's eyes as she turned to Bosco.
He could tell she was upset and on the verge of an emotional break down. Softly he put his finger up to his lips hushing her. "Don' worry about it." He mouthed, as he nodded.
She turned her head from him sadly, and scared.
Bosco knew he had to come up with $4,500 dollars to bail Rayn out, he knew he had at least, or close to $3,000 in his bank account, all he had to do was come up with the other $1,500. He watched as the bailiff took her in handcuff to jail, to the county jail. There was no way he could leave her there, there was no -way- in hell he was going to either.