*AN: I seriously apologize for not updating for 2 years! I lost nearly all
interest in this story but I was inspired by several people asking me to
update. I'm not sure when chapter 4 will be up it might be a few more
months. My life is completely hectic and has been for months, I've moved
two times in the past 5 months and I'm moving again to Alaska for 3 years
so I'll need time to settle in there. I hope you enjoy this chapter.*
Turning the key in the door at six-thirty that evening, panic struck Faith with intensity beginning to wonder what the hell she was thinking when she agreed to go undercover with Bosco. It was completely insane, she and Bosco were hardly qualified - they were just beat cops. She didn't understand why the FBI couldn't have used their own people and why it so damn important that it be authentic as possible. The questions went flying through her head, but what worried her more than anything was Fred's reaction to the news that she had to go away for nearly a week and pretend to be Bosco's wife. She could hear the fight already and she hated the fact that she was already preparing herself for it. She just wished that for once he would be supportive and not complain or tell her to quit her job. He knew that would never happen, being a cop is who she was, not only what she did.
Walking into the living room she was immediately pissed seeing a large mess that was undoubtedly made by Fred rather than her children. Sitting down on the couch she looked around disgusted but decided she wouldn't make a fuss over it. It seemed inconsequential to what she was about to spring on him - yell at him for making a mess and then tell him she was going to go pretend to be someone else's wife. Yeah, that would work so well. Getting up she started to pick up the mess when the door opened and in came Fred with Emily and Charlie. Charlie in a dirty soccer uniform and disappointed look on his face, but seeing Faith put a big smile on his face.
"Mom! What are you doing here?" He raced over and hugged her waist, "Don't you have to work?"
"I went to work but they sent me home so I can spend some time with you and Em and Daddy. But right now I really need to talk to your dad, alone first. Okay?"
"Okay." Charlie and Emily left the living room going into the bedroom shutting the door.
"Faith, what's wrong? They just don't send you home to spend time with your family."
"You're right ... let's sit down."
"I don't wanna sit down, Faith. Tell me."
"Bosco and I were called into the lieutenant's office this afternoon and we were told that we would be going undercover for the FBI for a week in Florida."
"Florida? That's out of your jurisdiction. Couldn't they have picked someone that's actually down in Florida or one of their own?"
"We'll be working for the FBI, it's a federal case. And no, they can't ... I can't tell you everything, Fred. But there's something else ... I'd rather tell you now than later. Bosco and I just aren't going undercover together ... we're going undercover as a newly married couple on their honeymoon."
"What!? You've got to be kidding me, that little son of a bitch touching you and you are going to let him?"
"I don't want him to, Fred. But . the money that I will be getting for this should well make up for the time I spend away from you and the kids and everything else."
"So, you're a hooker now!"
"I can't believe you said that."
"I'm sorry, Faith, but you have to see how it looks - to me. I hate this Faith, but I guess you don't have a choice."
"I-" Faith stopped trying to save a little peace between them.
"What? You didn't have a choice did you? Did you?" Faith didn't say anything but she looked and felt guilty. "You had a choice!? I can't believe you actually accepted!"
"What was I supposed to do Fred? Turning down an assignment like this could follow me for the rest of my career."
"Career, Faith? You're a cop for god's sake; it's not a career! It's too dangerous, Faith! What did Bosco say?"
"He agrees with you, he thinks it's too dangerous but he knows that if we turn down the assignment it would be career suicide."
"Well of course he does Faith, he wants to get a shot with you."
"Bosco maybe a jerk but he wouldn't try anything - ever."
"Of course he's going to Faith, he's a guy. Where's your head?"
"My head is with my kids and what I have to do for them. And this is what I have to do, I already agreed and told them it wouldn't be a problem."
"Tell them that it is."
"I can't do that. I'm doing this and I don't need your permission, but I would like to have your blessing."
"My blessing? You want my blessing to go sleep with Bosco?!"
"I'm not going to sleep with him, Fred! Please, try to understand!" Faith begged him for even just an ounce of understanding, but seeing the look in his eyes she knew she wasn't going to get it, "Fine! I'm going to take the kids out to dinner and tell them that I'll be gone for a little while. I'll have them back by eight and then I'm out of here."
"No, I don't want you to tell them."
"They're my kids!"
"They're our kids, and I don't want them to know Mommy's going to go screw her partner." Raged filled Faith and before she could stop herself she smacked Fred across the face. She immediately regretted it covering her mouth with her stinging hand in complete shock over her action.
"I'm so sorry," She whispered, taking off to their bedroom going over to the closet pulling a small overnight bag from the top shelf setting it on the bed. Hastily throwing a pair of jeans and a light sweater in the bag accompanied by a bra, panties, and socks. Then moving on to her hairbrush and comb, then on to the bathroom grabbing what she needed. As she came out Fred was standing in the doorway with a smug look on his face, dangling her one and only red lace teddy that she had gotten six months before on her birthday from him. It certainly was a great present . for him.
"Forgetting something?" Faith rolled her eyes suddenly not feeling so sorry for slapping him earlier. Grabbing the teddy from his hand she walked back over to her dresser throwing it back in to the drawer.
"Goodbye, Fred." She told him walking toward the bedroom door her back to him, but then stopped at the doorway turning to him saying sincerely, "I really wish you could understand. I'm just going to tell the kids, it'll be easier if I just go." With that she turned again walking out of the door and stopped at her Emily and Charlie's room to tell them bye and that she would be back. Knocking on the door she turned the handle and walked in, her children each sitting on their own beds. Taking a seat beside Emily on her bed she asked for Charlie to come over and sit beside her.
Faith sighed and looked at each of her children, "Um . I'm going to have to go . away for about a week - but I'll be back. It's just work nothing for you to worry about. But I want you to know that I am going to miss you and that I love you both so much."
"I love you too, Mommy." Charlie said with a tight hug.
"Are we going to be able to call you?" Emily asked, looking up at her.
"No . I'm going to be catching a bad person and I have to pretend to be someone else."
"You mean like . undercover?" Charlie asked trying to understand and Faith nodded her head, "I thought only detectives did that, and you aren't a detective Mommy. That's the way it is on 'Inspector Gadget' he's a detective."
"That's the way it's supposed to be but they wanted Mommy and Bosco this time." Charlie eyes widened at the mention of Bosco's name and smile emerged on his face.
"Ooh! Bosco's going! He'll keep you safe and he's lots of fun."
"Yeah, he will. No doubt about that." She smiled down at her son and then over at Emily. They were such sweet kids, she hated to leave them but this was for them. She only had to hope they would understand. She stood up kissing each of them on top of the head.
"I have to go . I love you guys, I'll be back soon." They jumped up from the bed throwing their arms around her in quick tight hug. They held on to her for what seemed like forever before they finally let go. She walked all of the way out of the front door, not daring to look back.
Turning the key in the door at six-thirty that evening, panic struck Faith with intensity beginning to wonder what the hell she was thinking when she agreed to go undercover with Bosco. It was completely insane, she and Bosco were hardly qualified - they were just beat cops. She didn't understand why the FBI couldn't have used their own people and why it so damn important that it be authentic as possible. The questions went flying through her head, but what worried her more than anything was Fred's reaction to the news that she had to go away for nearly a week and pretend to be Bosco's wife. She could hear the fight already and she hated the fact that she was already preparing herself for it. She just wished that for once he would be supportive and not complain or tell her to quit her job. He knew that would never happen, being a cop is who she was, not only what she did.
Walking into the living room she was immediately pissed seeing a large mess that was undoubtedly made by Fred rather than her children. Sitting down on the couch she looked around disgusted but decided she wouldn't make a fuss over it. It seemed inconsequential to what she was about to spring on him - yell at him for making a mess and then tell him she was going to go pretend to be someone else's wife. Yeah, that would work so well. Getting up she started to pick up the mess when the door opened and in came Fred with Emily and Charlie. Charlie in a dirty soccer uniform and disappointed look on his face, but seeing Faith put a big smile on his face.
"Mom! What are you doing here?" He raced over and hugged her waist, "Don't you have to work?"
"I went to work but they sent me home so I can spend some time with you and Em and Daddy. But right now I really need to talk to your dad, alone first. Okay?"
"Okay." Charlie and Emily left the living room going into the bedroom shutting the door.
"Faith, what's wrong? They just don't send you home to spend time with your family."
"You're right ... let's sit down."
"I don't wanna sit down, Faith. Tell me."
"Bosco and I were called into the lieutenant's office this afternoon and we were told that we would be going undercover for the FBI for a week in Florida."
"Florida? That's out of your jurisdiction. Couldn't they have picked someone that's actually down in Florida or one of their own?"
"We'll be working for the FBI, it's a federal case. And no, they can't ... I can't tell you everything, Fred. But there's something else ... I'd rather tell you now than later. Bosco and I just aren't going undercover together ... we're going undercover as a newly married couple on their honeymoon."
"What!? You've got to be kidding me, that little son of a bitch touching you and you are going to let him?"
"I don't want him to, Fred. But . the money that I will be getting for this should well make up for the time I spend away from you and the kids and everything else."
"So, you're a hooker now!"
"I can't believe you said that."
"I'm sorry, Faith, but you have to see how it looks - to me. I hate this Faith, but I guess you don't have a choice."
"I-" Faith stopped trying to save a little peace between them.
"What? You didn't have a choice did you? Did you?" Faith didn't say anything but she looked and felt guilty. "You had a choice!? I can't believe you actually accepted!"
"What was I supposed to do Fred? Turning down an assignment like this could follow me for the rest of my career."
"Career, Faith? You're a cop for god's sake; it's not a career! It's too dangerous, Faith! What did Bosco say?"
"He agrees with you, he thinks it's too dangerous but he knows that if we turn down the assignment it would be career suicide."
"Well of course he does Faith, he wants to get a shot with you."
"Bosco maybe a jerk but he wouldn't try anything - ever."
"Of course he's going to Faith, he's a guy. Where's your head?"
"My head is with my kids and what I have to do for them. And this is what I have to do, I already agreed and told them it wouldn't be a problem."
"Tell them that it is."
"I can't do that. I'm doing this and I don't need your permission, but I would like to have your blessing."
"My blessing? You want my blessing to go sleep with Bosco?!"
"I'm not going to sleep with him, Fred! Please, try to understand!" Faith begged him for even just an ounce of understanding, but seeing the look in his eyes she knew she wasn't going to get it, "Fine! I'm going to take the kids out to dinner and tell them that I'll be gone for a little while. I'll have them back by eight and then I'm out of here."
"No, I don't want you to tell them."
"They're my kids!"
"They're our kids, and I don't want them to know Mommy's going to go screw her partner." Raged filled Faith and before she could stop herself she smacked Fred across the face. She immediately regretted it covering her mouth with her stinging hand in complete shock over her action.
"I'm so sorry," She whispered, taking off to their bedroom going over to the closet pulling a small overnight bag from the top shelf setting it on the bed. Hastily throwing a pair of jeans and a light sweater in the bag accompanied by a bra, panties, and socks. Then moving on to her hairbrush and comb, then on to the bathroom grabbing what she needed. As she came out Fred was standing in the doorway with a smug look on his face, dangling her one and only red lace teddy that she had gotten six months before on her birthday from him. It certainly was a great present . for him.
"Forgetting something?" Faith rolled her eyes suddenly not feeling so sorry for slapping him earlier. Grabbing the teddy from his hand she walked back over to her dresser throwing it back in to the drawer.
"Goodbye, Fred." She told him walking toward the bedroom door her back to him, but then stopped at the doorway turning to him saying sincerely, "I really wish you could understand. I'm just going to tell the kids, it'll be easier if I just go." With that she turned again walking out of the door and stopped at her Emily and Charlie's room to tell them bye and that she would be back. Knocking on the door she turned the handle and walked in, her children each sitting on their own beds. Taking a seat beside Emily on her bed she asked for Charlie to come over and sit beside her.
Faith sighed and looked at each of her children, "Um . I'm going to have to go . away for about a week - but I'll be back. It's just work nothing for you to worry about. But I want you to know that I am going to miss you and that I love you both so much."
"I love you too, Mommy." Charlie said with a tight hug.
"Are we going to be able to call you?" Emily asked, looking up at her.
"No . I'm going to be catching a bad person and I have to pretend to be someone else."
"You mean like . undercover?" Charlie asked trying to understand and Faith nodded her head, "I thought only detectives did that, and you aren't a detective Mommy. That's the way it is on 'Inspector Gadget' he's a detective."
"That's the way it's supposed to be but they wanted Mommy and Bosco this time." Charlie eyes widened at the mention of Bosco's name and smile emerged on his face.
"Ooh! Bosco's going! He'll keep you safe and he's lots of fun."
"Yeah, he will. No doubt about that." She smiled down at her son and then over at Emily. They were such sweet kids, she hated to leave them but this was for them. She only had to hope they would understand. She stood up kissing each of them on top of the head.
"I have to go . I love you guys, I'll be back soon." They jumped up from the bed throwing their arms around her in quick tight hug. They held on to her for what seemed like forever before they finally let go. She walked all of the way out of the front door, not daring to look back.