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Notes: Thanks to all who still read this.
Chapter 11-A Little Help From Our Friends
Seajae looked up at the building she loved with all her heart. Her family was here. And most of her friends. Looking up, she said a prayer. Faith needed to hear what she had to say but Seajae didn't know if she could find the words. Bosco came out the front door. Faith and Caleb followed. Looking at Seajae they knew somthing was horribly wrong.
"Seajae...what....what is it?"
"Nobody's dead." She lied. Someone was dead but nobody they knew.
"Then why do you look like you lost your best friend?"
"Faith, Charlie's at the 23 rd."
"Why?" Caleb held his wife.
"They found him in the park this morning. Covered in blood. Someone else's blood."
"Oh God."
"I saw him a little while ago. He's fine. A bump on the head is all."
"What...what happened?"
"A girl was found raped and murdered about a block from where they picked up Charlie. Her blood covered his clothes."
"Oh dear God."
"Will and him were running though the park late last night and Charlie tripped and hit his head. He woke up and saw the blood and flagged down the first black and white he saw. They found the girl soon after."
"Where's...where's Will." Seajae looked at the ground then back to Faith.
"Elliot Stabler, Joey and I just cut him down from his light fixture." Faith's eye's widened. "He's not dead. Close."
"I need to go to my son. Why didn't he call me."
"He was scared."
"I'm his mother."
"Faith he was scared. He did what he did to protect you."
"And what the hell did he get by calling you." She started to her car. Turning around there ws anger in Faith's eyes. "Mind your own business from now on." Seajae looked at Caleb.
"I'm sorry."
"You did what you should of done Seajae. She'll see that." Caleb followed his wife. Bosco put his hand on his wifes shoulders.
"You need to stop carring the weight of the world Seaj."
"It was Charlie Bosco. Sweet little Charlie." Bosco wrapped his arms around her. "Bosco I can't do this anymore."
"Let's go upstairs and type your resignation."
"Yeah." She turned and took his hand and they headed upstairs.
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The knock was quiet. So quiet that Seajae barley heard it. She got up from the couch and slid open the door. Faith stood hugging herslef on the door step.
"Can I come in?"
"Sure." Seajae stepped aside. Faith came in.
"The kids and Bosco sleeping?"
"Yeah. I was just finnishing up some work. You want something? Coffee, tea, a beer?"
"No....I...ah came to apoligize for earlier. I was rude."
"You were scared."
"No I was rude. You've have done so much for us, for me." Faith looked at Seajae. "He trusted you to help him. He knew he could count on you. You knew what to do. I don't know if I could of stayed calm. He knew that." Faith leaned agaist the counter. "He's just a little boy Seajae. A child." Seajae took Faith's hand.
"I know. And we'll find out the truth. We'll get him out of this." Faith looked at her.
"'This' isn't a speeding ticket. 'This' is murder Seajae. A young girl is dead."
"And Charlie didn't lay a hand on that girl."
"God I hope not." Seajae looked at Faith. Startled by her remark.
"If you don't beleive him Faith......"
"I do. I just know that......that things happen. Tempers flair."
"Charlie is not Fred Faith. He would never hurt someone like that." They were in trouble if Faith didn't believe in her own son. "Charlie didn't hurt that girl. You need to believe in him if we're going to help him." Faith looked down at the paper on the counter.
"Your quitting?" Faith looked up at Seajae.
"Yeah. I'm putting in my two month notice next week."
"Why?"
"I just need a break."
"A little drastic, don't you think."
"We're talking about Charlie, not me."
"Thank you for being there for him. He told me you took care of things."
"Is he home?"
"Yeah. Remmington, he's a good lawyer."
"Yeah, he is. His retainer is paid."
"You didn't have to that."
"I know."
"You give alot to all of us. Do you save any for yourself?"
"Money?"
"Love, money, you give it away like it grows on tree's."
"My money kinda does." She smiled. "Invesments make it seem that way. And well love. I pick and choose who I care about. I tend to give all I have."
"Yes you do." Faith looked at the letter. "Think about this Seaj. Think really hard. You give so much to this job. To this family. To my family, to the Sullivans, Davis's, Doherty's, and Doyle's. Doc and Maggie, Carlos and Peggy. You pulled me out of a depression."
"Faith don't try to talk her out of it." Bosco was coming out of the bedroom. "She made her choice."
"Bosco....I was just stating a fact."
"We've been over it and she made up her mind."
"Hey, I'm in the room and Bosco we were just talking." Seajae looked at her husband. The fear shown in his eyes. "I'm not going to change my mind."
"I'm sorry. How's Charlie holding up?" He knew he didn't want to pick a fight at one in the morning with his best friend and his wife.
"He's holding up. Bosco I need Seajae to help me clear Charlie. She know things that can get her places I can't get to. Even Caleb for that matter."
"Do whatever you need to but in two months she's done." Bosco headed back to his bedroom.
"I didn't mean to piss him off."
"You didn't. He's just a little edgy."
"Your really quitting?"
"Yeah. Now let's get back to Charlie."
"We just need Will to get better right. I mean he tells us what happened Charlie's off the hook." Faith looked at her friend.
"Right. All we need is Will. But I'm not counting on him coming to anytime soon. I'll talk to Charlie in the morning. Maybe he can remember something." Seajae poured a glass of tea.
"You should head to bed."
"I haven't been sleeping much lately."
"Nightmere's?"
"No. Just.....not tiered."
"Bosco seems worried."
"He'll get over it. He always does. The CIA thing put us all on edge."
"You think they might have something to do with the trouble around here?"
"Not thier style." Seajae sat across from Faith and mixed her tea. "We'll figure it all out Faith. Now go home to your husband and your kids."
"That's another thing I can thank you for. For making me see that I wasn't to old for love and babies."
"We're never to old for that. Now stop making my head swell and go home." Faith stood and headed for the door.
"Just think about it my friend. You'll miss the action. The thrill."
"The three o'clock phone calls, bullets, men twice my size trying to kill me. Oh hhh I think I'll take the easy route. Good Night Faith."
"Night Seajae." She closed and locked the door. Downed her tea and headed to bed. Bosco was sitting up staring at the far wall. "You okay sweety?"
"Yeah. Your still quiting?"
"Why would I not?"
"Faith might of made you see something."
"Bosco,,, I need to have time off. Rebuild Angela's. If I deciede to go back to police work it will be because both of us agree to it." Seajae sat at the edge of the bed. "I will see this thing though. I need to do this."
"I know." Bosco looked at his wife. "I also know you can get hurt just as easlie tending bar as you could chasing a rapist. It's an idea I've had in my head." He took her hands, "You home with me every night. No middle of dinner calls. No crazy people stalking our family. The CIA trying to kill someone else, not us." He smiled. "Is that asking too much?" Seajae smiled.
"I guess not. But I will see Charlie though this Bosco."
"I know."
"Thank you." She leaned over and kissed him. "I love you Marice Boscorelli."
"Not as much as I love you." He pulled her in bed and they spent along time talking about the future.
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Seajae hated the phone. She picked it up after glancing at the clock and seeing four thirty-seven. She needed a new number of a set of friends who knew better then to call at all hours of the day and night.
"This better be good."
"Seajae?"
"Emily?" Oh god now what.
"Can you come get me?"
"Baby where are you?"
"Grand Central Station. I can't call mom. Please."
"On my way." Seajae slid out of bed and into a sweater and jogging pants. She was so very happy Bosco was a heavy sleeper lately. Grabbing her keys and her gun she headed out the door. Running down the stairs she plowed right into Jimmy.
"Hey. Take it easy....where's the fire?"
"Aparently you would know you smell like one."
"Yeah. We got a call at ten fifty-five. Where are you off to?"
"Grand Central to pick up Emily."
"Emily? What's she doing home?"
"Maybe for Charlie, I don't know."
"I'll come with you."
"You don't have to."
"Hey what are friends for." He followed Seajae to her truck. "You okay?"
"I love getting up at five in the morning." She pulled out and headed up town. "I've been doing it so much lately I think I may have to start doing it for fun." She slapped the siren on her dash and hit the gas a littler harder.
"You need to start saying no." Seajae switched lanes.
"Yeah I know." She pulled in front of Grand Central Station and put her NYPD sticker in the window. "You coming?"
"Yeah." They got out of the car and headed into the train station. It was nearly five thirty and early moring comuters were coming and going. Seajae saw Emily clasping her bag, sitting on a bench.
"Hey kiddo." She looked up and smiled.
"Thanks for coming. Hi Jimmy."
"Hey."
"Why all the secreat come in the middle of the night stuff?"
"Mom told me not to come home. I took my last final at seven. I had to be here for Charlie."
"Good enough." The screaming behind them made all three turn. A woman was running down the lobby area. "Why do I think this is not going to be good. Jimmy take Emily to the car."
"Seajae...."
"Just do it." Security was chasing after the woman. Seajae stepped infront of her and stopped her. "Mam, you need to calm down." Security caught up to them. She showed them her badge. "What's wrong?" The woman was crying hystaricly.
"There....back on the tr..tr...train. He...he tried....oh god." Seajae closed her eyes and wished for once she would of ignored the phone and gone back to bed.
"Who tried what on the train?"
"The man. He....he attacted me." The sounds of shot gun fire echoed though the old building.
"He has a gun?"
"Yyyyes." Seajae looked at the four men in front of her who looked like they were all of twenty one. She flipped open her newly aquired cell phone and dialed 911. "Clear these people out of here. " She said to the security gaurds as the dispatcher answered. "Yes this is Detective Bocorelli badge number 554344 I'm at GCS and I have confirmed there's a man with at least one wepon. Requesting back up."
"Detective Boscorelli do you have a visiual?"
"Negitive. Passanger ID. I'm going in for a closer look." She felt a hand on her shoulder.
"Your not going in there Seajae." Jimmy stood behind her.
"Let go Jimmy."
"I'm not letting you. You're not wearing a vest and it's not your job."
"It is my job."
"Seajae I will carry your ass out of here. Stay till back up comes but stay out here." More gun shots and more screaming.
"Jimmy I can't." She took two steps and Jimmy grabbed her hand. She saw fear in his deep blue eyes. Fear for her. A fear she never felt for herself. "Let go." There was anger in her quiet voice.
"No. I'm not letting you die today."
"Who says I'm going to die today?"
"Don't. Just don't."
"People will die if I don't Jimmy. Good people."
"A good person will die if you do." Voices grew louder. Police, swat, and rescue teams decended though the building and to the platform. "I can't let you do this. Let them handle it. You don't have to be everyones hero." She looked at the platform and then back at Jimmy. Seajae knew he prevented something by holding her back.
"Thank you."
"That's what friends are for." He pulled her into his arms and hugged her tight. "Let's go home." Seajae pushed away.
"God bucket boy you need a shower."
"Thanks." They both laughed and headed out to the car.
Notes: Thanks to all who still read this.
Chapter 11-A Little Help From Our Friends
Seajae looked up at the building she loved with all her heart. Her family was here. And most of her friends. Looking up, she said a prayer. Faith needed to hear what she had to say but Seajae didn't know if she could find the words. Bosco came out the front door. Faith and Caleb followed. Looking at Seajae they knew somthing was horribly wrong.
"Seajae...what....what is it?"
"Nobody's dead." She lied. Someone was dead but nobody they knew.
"Then why do you look like you lost your best friend?"
"Faith, Charlie's at the 23 rd."
"Why?" Caleb held his wife.
"They found him in the park this morning. Covered in blood. Someone else's blood."
"Oh God."
"I saw him a little while ago. He's fine. A bump on the head is all."
"What...what happened?"
"A girl was found raped and murdered about a block from where they picked up Charlie. Her blood covered his clothes."
"Oh dear God."
"Will and him were running though the park late last night and Charlie tripped and hit his head. He woke up and saw the blood and flagged down the first black and white he saw. They found the girl soon after."
"Where's...where's Will." Seajae looked at the ground then back to Faith.
"Elliot Stabler, Joey and I just cut him down from his light fixture." Faith's eye's widened. "He's not dead. Close."
"I need to go to my son. Why didn't he call me."
"He was scared."
"I'm his mother."
"Faith he was scared. He did what he did to protect you."
"And what the hell did he get by calling you." She started to her car. Turning around there ws anger in Faith's eyes. "Mind your own business from now on." Seajae looked at Caleb.
"I'm sorry."
"You did what you should of done Seajae. She'll see that." Caleb followed his wife. Bosco put his hand on his wifes shoulders.
"You need to stop carring the weight of the world Seaj."
"It was Charlie Bosco. Sweet little Charlie." Bosco wrapped his arms around her. "Bosco I can't do this anymore."
"Let's go upstairs and type your resignation."
"Yeah." She turned and took his hand and they headed upstairs.
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The knock was quiet. So quiet that Seajae barley heard it. She got up from the couch and slid open the door. Faith stood hugging herslef on the door step.
"Can I come in?"
"Sure." Seajae stepped aside. Faith came in.
"The kids and Bosco sleeping?"
"Yeah. I was just finnishing up some work. You want something? Coffee, tea, a beer?"
"No....I...ah came to apoligize for earlier. I was rude."
"You were scared."
"No I was rude. You've have done so much for us, for me." Faith looked at Seajae. "He trusted you to help him. He knew he could count on you. You knew what to do. I don't know if I could of stayed calm. He knew that." Faith leaned agaist the counter. "He's just a little boy Seajae. A child." Seajae took Faith's hand.
"I know. And we'll find out the truth. We'll get him out of this." Faith looked at her.
"'This' isn't a speeding ticket. 'This' is murder Seajae. A young girl is dead."
"And Charlie didn't lay a hand on that girl."
"God I hope not." Seajae looked at Faith. Startled by her remark.
"If you don't beleive him Faith......"
"I do. I just know that......that things happen. Tempers flair."
"Charlie is not Fred Faith. He would never hurt someone like that." They were in trouble if Faith didn't believe in her own son. "Charlie didn't hurt that girl. You need to believe in him if we're going to help him." Faith looked down at the paper on the counter.
"Your quitting?" Faith looked up at Seajae.
"Yeah. I'm putting in my two month notice next week."
"Why?"
"I just need a break."
"A little drastic, don't you think."
"We're talking about Charlie, not me."
"Thank you for being there for him. He told me you took care of things."
"Is he home?"
"Yeah. Remmington, he's a good lawyer."
"Yeah, he is. His retainer is paid."
"You didn't have to that."
"I know."
"You give alot to all of us. Do you save any for yourself?"
"Money?"
"Love, money, you give it away like it grows on tree's."
"My money kinda does." She smiled. "Invesments make it seem that way. And well love. I pick and choose who I care about. I tend to give all I have."
"Yes you do." Faith looked at the letter. "Think about this Seaj. Think really hard. You give so much to this job. To this family. To my family, to the Sullivans, Davis's, Doherty's, and Doyle's. Doc and Maggie, Carlos and Peggy. You pulled me out of a depression."
"Faith don't try to talk her out of it." Bosco was coming out of the bedroom. "She made her choice."
"Bosco....I was just stating a fact."
"We've been over it and she made up her mind."
"Hey, I'm in the room and Bosco we were just talking." Seajae looked at her husband. The fear shown in his eyes. "I'm not going to change my mind."
"I'm sorry. How's Charlie holding up?" He knew he didn't want to pick a fight at one in the morning with his best friend and his wife.
"He's holding up. Bosco I need Seajae to help me clear Charlie. She know things that can get her places I can't get to. Even Caleb for that matter."
"Do whatever you need to but in two months she's done." Bosco headed back to his bedroom.
"I didn't mean to piss him off."
"You didn't. He's just a little edgy."
"Your really quitting?"
"Yeah. Now let's get back to Charlie."
"We just need Will to get better right. I mean he tells us what happened Charlie's off the hook." Faith looked at her friend.
"Right. All we need is Will. But I'm not counting on him coming to anytime soon. I'll talk to Charlie in the morning. Maybe he can remember something." Seajae poured a glass of tea.
"You should head to bed."
"I haven't been sleeping much lately."
"Nightmere's?"
"No. Just.....not tiered."
"Bosco seems worried."
"He'll get over it. He always does. The CIA thing put us all on edge."
"You think they might have something to do with the trouble around here?"
"Not thier style." Seajae sat across from Faith and mixed her tea. "We'll figure it all out Faith. Now go home to your husband and your kids."
"That's another thing I can thank you for. For making me see that I wasn't to old for love and babies."
"We're never to old for that. Now stop making my head swell and go home." Faith stood and headed for the door.
"Just think about it my friend. You'll miss the action. The thrill."
"The three o'clock phone calls, bullets, men twice my size trying to kill me. Oh hhh I think I'll take the easy route. Good Night Faith."
"Night Seajae." She closed and locked the door. Downed her tea and headed to bed. Bosco was sitting up staring at the far wall. "You okay sweety?"
"Yeah. Your still quiting?"
"Why would I not?"
"Faith might of made you see something."
"Bosco,,, I need to have time off. Rebuild Angela's. If I deciede to go back to police work it will be because both of us agree to it." Seajae sat at the edge of the bed. "I will see this thing though. I need to do this."
"I know." Bosco looked at his wife. "I also know you can get hurt just as easlie tending bar as you could chasing a rapist. It's an idea I've had in my head." He took her hands, "You home with me every night. No middle of dinner calls. No crazy people stalking our family. The CIA trying to kill someone else, not us." He smiled. "Is that asking too much?" Seajae smiled.
"I guess not. But I will see Charlie though this Bosco."
"I know."
"Thank you." She leaned over and kissed him. "I love you Marice Boscorelli."
"Not as much as I love you." He pulled her in bed and they spent along time talking about the future.
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Seajae hated the phone. She picked it up after glancing at the clock and seeing four thirty-seven. She needed a new number of a set of friends who knew better then to call at all hours of the day and night.
"This better be good."
"Seajae?"
"Emily?" Oh god now what.
"Can you come get me?"
"Baby where are you?"
"Grand Central Station. I can't call mom. Please."
"On my way." Seajae slid out of bed and into a sweater and jogging pants. She was so very happy Bosco was a heavy sleeper lately. Grabbing her keys and her gun she headed out the door. Running down the stairs she plowed right into Jimmy.
"Hey. Take it easy....where's the fire?"
"Aparently you would know you smell like one."
"Yeah. We got a call at ten fifty-five. Where are you off to?"
"Grand Central to pick up Emily."
"Emily? What's she doing home?"
"Maybe for Charlie, I don't know."
"I'll come with you."
"You don't have to."
"Hey what are friends for." He followed Seajae to her truck. "You okay?"
"I love getting up at five in the morning." She pulled out and headed up town. "I've been doing it so much lately I think I may have to start doing it for fun." She slapped the siren on her dash and hit the gas a littler harder.
"You need to start saying no." Seajae switched lanes.
"Yeah I know." She pulled in front of Grand Central Station and put her NYPD sticker in the window. "You coming?"
"Yeah." They got out of the car and headed into the train station. It was nearly five thirty and early moring comuters were coming and going. Seajae saw Emily clasping her bag, sitting on a bench.
"Hey kiddo." She looked up and smiled.
"Thanks for coming. Hi Jimmy."
"Hey."
"Why all the secreat come in the middle of the night stuff?"
"Mom told me not to come home. I took my last final at seven. I had to be here for Charlie."
"Good enough." The screaming behind them made all three turn. A woman was running down the lobby area. "Why do I think this is not going to be good. Jimmy take Emily to the car."
"Seajae...."
"Just do it." Security was chasing after the woman. Seajae stepped infront of her and stopped her. "Mam, you need to calm down." Security caught up to them. She showed them her badge. "What's wrong?" The woman was crying hystaricly.
"There....back on the tr..tr...train. He...he tried....oh god." Seajae closed her eyes and wished for once she would of ignored the phone and gone back to bed.
"Who tried what on the train?"
"The man. He....he attacted me." The sounds of shot gun fire echoed though the old building.
"He has a gun?"
"Yyyyes." Seajae looked at the four men in front of her who looked like they were all of twenty one. She flipped open her newly aquired cell phone and dialed 911. "Clear these people out of here. " She said to the security gaurds as the dispatcher answered. "Yes this is Detective Bocorelli badge number 554344 I'm at GCS and I have confirmed there's a man with at least one wepon. Requesting back up."
"Detective Boscorelli do you have a visiual?"
"Negitive. Passanger ID. I'm going in for a closer look." She felt a hand on her shoulder.
"Your not going in there Seajae." Jimmy stood behind her.
"Let go Jimmy."
"I'm not letting you. You're not wearing a vest and it's not your job."
"It is my job."
"Seajae I will carry your ass out of here. Stay till back up comes but stay out here." More gun shots and more screaming.
"Jimmy I can't." She took two steps and Jimmy grabbed her hand. She saw fear in his deep blue eyes. Fear for her. A fear she never felt for herself. "Let go." There was anger in her quiet voice.
"No. I'm not letting you die today."
"Who says I'm going to die today?"
"Don't. Just don't."
"People will die if I don't Jimmy. Good people."
"A good person will die if you do." Voices grew louder. Police, swat, and rescue teams decended though the building and to the platform. "I can't let you do this. Let them handle it. You don't have to be everyones hero." She looked at the platform and then back at Jimmy. Seajae knew he prevented something by holding her back.
"Thank you."
"That's what friends are for." He pulled her into his arms and hugged her tight. "Let's go home." Seajae pushed away.
"God bucket boy you need a shower."
"Thanks." They both laughed and headed out to the car.