Disclaimer: I don't own anything
Notes: Thanks to all who helped make this happen. I don't own Third Watch though I wish I did and had the money to prove it.
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Chapter One: Kid's Say The Darnest Things
"They look harmless." Seajae looked to the back of the van.
"Please tell me you packed those rifle bullets far away from the rifle's."
"I'm blond, not stupid Bosco."
"I wasn't implying anything."
"I know. So should we take role call or something."
"We have there mug shots and ID's. I'm thinking six folders, six diliquents."
"Maurice Boscorelli."
"Hey man your name is Maurice. Your mom not like you." Bosco turned around.
"She liked me just fine you little...."
"Bosco...."
"It was a family name. It was her grandfathers or something." He turned back to the road.
"Thank you." Seajae wispered. "Okay, so we have Danny, Josh, Eric, Leah, Allie, and Becca." Seajae turned to the kids. "So what do you guys want to do first? Chop wood I would think. We'll have to get a fire started."
"Hey Maurice your bitch ever shut up?" Danny looked at Bosco in the rear view mirror. The kid was pushing bottons and he knew it. He closed his eyes and then opened them and the kid was still there grinning from ear to ear.
"Watch your mouth kid. She's liable to wash it out with soap." Bosco checked his side mirror and changed lanes. He noticed a black SUV was sticking to him pretty close. "Seaj. Can you catch the plate on the car behind us without giving to much away."
"DKF 675 Georgia. Why?"
"He's matching me move for move for the last mile."
"You want me to run it?"
"Nah. It's proably nothing." Bosco looked at Seajae. "Just a little jumpy with the devils spawn in the back seat."
"We can hear you just fine Sgt. Boscorelli." Becca looked up from her book. "We're troubled teens with the tendency to lean toward violent behavior. Did you even read our files.?"
"I got your files two hours ago and they scare the shit out of me. Your the one we need to keep matches from right?"
"What they didn't put in the report is why I did it."
"Cause you like to watch things burn."
"My brother tried to rape me after my sister died. He's the one who needs this shit not me."
"Normal kids tell an adult, not douse him in lighter fluid and light a match."
"She's got an IQ higher then yours and mine put together."
"Why does that scare me a hell of a lot more then it should." Bosco pulled off an exit. The SUV was still two cars back but it still bothered them.
"Are any of you rocket scientists in a gang?" Bosco looked in the mirror. "Speak now or forever hold your lie?"
"Bosco?"
"That's a drug mobile if I ever saw one." He checked the mirror again and raised his sunglasses to the top of his head. "Come on guys. Which one of you is the banger so I can give you up and save the rest of us."
"Bosco!" Seajae looked at the kids. All of them looked confused. Bosco turned off the ramp and headed toward the nearest town. He threw Seajae his cell phone. "Call Swersky and see if there isn't something he didn't tell us.
"Hey Boscorelli." Josh looked at the SUV three cars back. "None of us are in a gang. We all got to know each other in grief counsoling. I swear on my momma's grave, not of us are bangers."
"Dating one then?" He looked at the girls. They shook thier heads.
"Okay so who the hell pissed off somebody that they's send a hit out."
"Could be one of us?" Seajae looked at Bosco. He shook his head.
"No way. I know we're not the best like people in New York but hell they would of had easier chances at home." Seajae looked at her phone as they headed deeper into the great north woods of New York.
"I have no singnal." The snow started to fall hard. "Bosco are you sure there was a town this way?"
"I thought I saw a gas sign."
"Oh this is great. The cops lead are going to get us killed." Bosco watched at the SUV stayed a comfortable distance behind them.
"We can't pull into a farm or anything and risk more savillians." Seajae looked back at the kids. Darkness was falling.
"Let's hope Murphy's still putting RMP engines in these old vans." Bosco hit the gas hard.
"The roads are getting slick Bosco. Be careful."
"Jimmy's old man's cottage is about fifteen miles down this road." He took his key's out of his pocket and threw them to Seajae. "There should be a key on there somewhere. If I can put some distants between us and him we may stand a chance."
"But with the snow he'll find us either way."
"But you and I know this land and the land around Doherty's. That can help." Bosco accelerated a little more and prayed they could get at least a mile or two between them and the SUV.
"Hey Boscorelli," Eric spoke for the first time. "Keep to the center. It'll thow him off."
"Ran a few times have you?" Eric smiled.
"From my old man, never a cop or a killer."
"Let's think positive. Maybe it's just the welcome wagon." Leah smiled nevously.
"Keep the positive attitude kid. We may need it." It grew darker by the minute and the lights of the SUV were gowing more distant. "Hang on.." Bosco made the turn sharp and kept right on going deep into the dark woods. He turned the lights off and stopped. "Let's hope he wasn't paying too much attention. Bosco continued the rest of the way to the cabin that could be thier haven or their coffin.
Notes: Thanks to all who helped make this happen. I don't own Third Watch though I wish I did and had the money to prove it.
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Chapter One: Kid's Say The Darnest Things
"They look harmless." Seajae looked to the back of the van.
"Please tell me you packed those rifle bullets far away from the rifle's."
"I'm blond, not stupid Bosco."
"I wasn't implying anything."
"I know. So should we take role call or something."
"We have there mug shots and ID's. I'm thinking six folders, six diliquents."
"Maurice Boscorelli."
"Hey man your name is Maurice. Your mom not like you." Bosco turned around.
"She liked me just fine you little...."
"Bosco...."
"It was a family name. It was her grandfathers or something." He turned back to the road.
"Thank you." Seajae wispered. "Okay, so we have Danny, Josh, Eric, Leah, Allie, and Becca." Seajae turned to the kids. "So what do you guys want to do first? Chop wood I would think. We'll have to get a fire started."
"Hey Maurice your bitch ever shut up?" Danny looked at Bosco in the rear view mirror. The kid was pushing bottons and he knew it. He closed his eyes and then opened them and the kid was still there grinning from ear to ear.
"Watch your mouth kid. She's liable to wash it out with soap." Bosco checked his side mirror and changed lanes. He noticed a black SUV was sticking to him pretty close. "Seaj. Can you catch the plate on the car behind us without giving to much away."
"DKF 675 Georgia. Why?"
"He's matching me move for move for the last mile."
"You want me to run it?"
"Nah. It's proably nothing." Bosco looked at Seajae. "Just a little jumpy with the devils spawn in the back seat."
"We can hear you just fine Sgt. Boscorelli." Becca looked up from her book. "We're troubled teens with the tendency to lean toward violent behavior. Did you even read our files.?"
"I got your files two hours ago and they scare the shit out of me. Your the one we need to keep matches from right?"
"What they didn't put in the report is why I did it."
"Cause you like to watch things burn."
"My brother tried to rape me after my sister died. He's the one who needs this shit not me."
"Normal kids tell an adult, not douse him in lighter fluid and light a match."
"She's got an IQ higher then yours and mine put together."
"Why does that scare me a hell of a lot more then it should." Bosco pulled off an exit. The SUV was still two cars back but it still bothered them.
"Are any of you rocket scientists in a gang?" Bosco looked in the mirror. "Speak now or forever hold your lie?"
"Bosco?"
"That's a drug mobile if I ever saw one." He checked the mirror again and raised his sunglasses to the top of his head. "Come on guys. Which one of you is the banger so I can give you up and save the rest of us."
"Bosco!" Seajae looked at the kids. All of them looked confused. Bosco turned off the ramp and headed toward the nearest town. He threw Seajae his cell phone. "Call Swersky and see if there isn't something he didn't tell us.
"Hey Boscorelli." Josh looked at the SUV three cars back. "None of us are in a gang. We all got to know each other in grief counsoling. I swear on my momma's grave, not of us are bangers."
"Dating one then?" He looked at the girls. They shook thier heads.
"Okay so who the hell pissed off somebody that they's send a hit out."
"Could be one of us?" Seajae looked at Bosco. He shook his head.
"No way. I know we're not the best like people in New York but hell they would of had easier chances at home." Seajae looked at her phone as they headed deeper into the great north woods of New York.
"I have no singnal." The snow started to fall hard. "Bosco are you sure there was a town this way?"
"I thought I saw a gas sign."
"Oh this is great. The cops lead are going to get us killed." Bosco watched at the SUV stayed a comfortable distance behind them.
"We can't pull into a farm or anything and risk more savillians." Seajae looked back at the kids. Darkness was falling.
"Let's hope Murphy's still putting RMP engines in these old vans." Bosco hit the gas hard.
"The roads are getting slick Bosco. Be careful."
"Jimmy's old man's cottage is about fifteen miles down this road." He took his key's out of his pocket and threw them to Seajae. "There should be a key on there somewhere. If I can put some distants between us and him we may stand a chance."
"But with the snow he'll find us either way."
"But you and I know this land and the land around Doherty's. That can help." Bosco accelerated a little more and prayed they could get at least a mile or two between them and the SUV.
"Hey Boscorelli," Eric spoke for the first time. "Keep to the center. It'll thow him off."
"Ran a few times have you?" Eric smiled.
"From my old man, never a cop or a killer."
"Let's think positive. Maybe it's just the welcome wagon." Leah smiled nevously.
"Keep the positive attitude kid. We may need it." It grew darker by the minute and the lights of the SUV were gowing more distant. "Hang on.." Bosco made the turn sharp and kept right on going deep into the dark woods. He turned the lights off and stopped. "Let's hope he wasn't paying too much attention. Bosco continued the rest of the way to the cabin that could be thier haven or their coffin.