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Note: I just can't stop....for give me
Chapter 14-What We Need
Seajae sat at her desk with a cup a coffee in one hand and a cigarette in the other. She was staring at her computer screen. Things wern't adding up and she didn't like it. Elliot Stabler came and sat across from her not saying a word. He knew better then to interupt her when she was so deep in thought.
"The sad part is I'm suppose to be on a beach in Hawaii right now." She never took her eyes of the computer.
"Sad part is you should of gone. Just left without a backward glance."
"Since when did you join the unfeeling bastards club?"
"Must be the company I'm keeping. You need to go Seajae. Screw everyone else." Elliot looked at her. "You need to do something for you." He stood up. "This place is bringing you down. This job. Hell if I knew anything else I'd be gone."
"No you wouldn't. You live for this shit as much as I do." Pressing a few keys on her keyboard she looked up.
"But it hasn't tried to kill me nearly as many times as it has you." Seajae smiled. She knew Elloit was right. Thinking about her resignation in her top drawer and two weeks paid vaction she'd put on hold made her wish she wasn't the kind of person she was. The phone rang.
"Boscorelli."
"There's a man at the front desk looking for you."
"And did you by any chance get a name Doyle?"
"McBride. Jackson McBride." Seajae looked at Elliot.
"What? Is it the kids? Bosco?" She shook her head.
"Tell him I died."
"Seajae....."
"Just get rid of him Doyle." She slammed down the phone and picked up another cigarette. Running away was looking better and better by the minute.
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"Mr. McBide.....Seajae is in a meeting." Bosco came up to him.
"Problem Doyle?"
"No....Mr. McBride is here to see Seajae....um...she's in a meeting."
"McBride?" Bosco looked at the tall lanky man in his early fifties. "Your here uncle?"
"Yeah....And you are?"
"Her husband." The two men studied each other for a few seconds. "Who's she with?" Bosco looked at Doyle.
"Didn't say. "
"Excuse us." Bosco pulled Doyle aside. "Where is she?"
"She told me to tell him she was dead. I couldn't tell him that so...." Bosco looked at the man. He seemed harmless but if Seajae didn't want to see him she had her reasons. He was the only relitive she had left. Maybe he should let it go. But when had he ever just let anything go.
"Aparently my wife doesn't want to see you."
"Can't say that I blame her." Jackson McBride was never the one to mince words. He looked at the two men standing in front of him. Both willing to protect his niece from any harm, physical or mental. "I was just in town....I thought maybe she was in a forgiving mood."
"What has it been like thirty years. You think you deserve forgiving."
"I was in the army. How was I suppose to take care of a child?" He looked down. "I'm sorry for all the pain I might of caused Seajae over the years. I know I'm to blaim for most of her rotten child hood but hell I was nineteen and all I wanted to do with my life was to be a soldier. She was two....so small." Jackson looked at Bosco. "I thought I was doing it for her."
"I think she knows that. But if she doesn't want to see you there's nothing I can do or say to change her mind."
"Have you two been married long?"
"Seven years."
"Kids?"
"Three. Angle's five. Mac's two and Hope is one." Bosco knew he shouldn't be talking to the man that aboandoned Seajea so long ago but there was a look in his eyes that told him he needed to know.
"I'm glad. She needs family. My brothers and parents were so close."
"And you weren't to them."
"Didn't go into the family business."
"Maybe it was good you wern't there that day."
"For who. I lost my whole family that day. All but Seajae. And now she won't have anything to do with me because I did what I thought was best for her. I didn't plan on a mission taking me away for so long. When I got back she was gone. No one would tell me where she was." He looked at Bosco. "To be honest I thought she was better off without me."
"I was." Seajae stood at the top of the stairs. "You left me with strangers." She took her time and slowly decended down the steps. Elliot and Faith right behind her. "I was alone." She stopped three steps from the bottom and looked Jackson McBride in the eye. "No one cared if I lived or died."
"I cared Seajae. More then you'll ever know. But things happened. Things I had no controle over." He looked around. It seemed the whole station had given the six of them a wide berth. "I thought we might do this in private."
"These people are my family now Jack. My husband. My friends. These people were here for me when I needed them. Where were you?"
"I was where I thought I needed to be. I'm sorry. I'm glad you made it work for you." He turned to leave. Four sets of eyes turned to see how she would react. Turning Seajae made her way back up the steps. Bosco wasn't going to push. He knew she was walking a thin line as it was and he didn't want her going over the edge on him. Instead he followed Jackson out the door.
"She's been though alot the past few days....hell the last few years. Forgiver her if she wasn't as cordial as you expected." Jackson tuned to face the man who had taken care of his niece for more years they he ever could of.
"I understand." There was sadness in the older mans eyes. "I let her down."
"No. You may have given her up but what was in her past made her what she is today. No matter how she feel Mr. McBride."
"Please call me Jack." He looked at Bosco. "My niece married a man named Bosco?"
"Marice actually, Maurice Boscorelli."
"You seem to know my niece well."
"We've been together a long time. We went though a lot together. More then some people should be aloud. She's my life and I'd like to think I'm hers."
"I just needed to know she's ok."
"She's not ok. Not at the moment. It seems we have one problem after another lately."
"I thought when she got the bastard who killed are family things would of been easier on her."
"Not in our line of work. Mueller was an end to one chapter of our lives. One that brought us together."
"I wish I was there to see the bastard die."
"Maybe things would of been easier." Bosco looked up to the window he knew his wife was looking out of. "Or maybe not." He looked back down at Jack McBride. "Seajae is everyones rock. She's the one we all turn to when the shit gets deep. And she pulls us though. For too many years I thought she cared to much for the people around her and she could never spread herself so thin. But she does and she does it well."
"Our whole family thrived on pressure and caos." Jack turned and looked Bosco in the eye. "Take care of her. Thanks for talking to me."
"Where are you staying?"
"My fligh for Denver leaves at eight. I was only here for the day."
"Army still have you by the balls?"
"Till the day I die." Bosco saw Jimmy coming his way. He had Ireland in a stroller.
"You headed home?" Jimmy looked up.
"Yeah. We just came to bring Kim dinner."
"Jimmy Dorety this is Seajae's uncle Jackson Mc Bride. Take him home and tell Kelly to keep him company and introduce him to the kids." Jimmy looked at Bosco then Jackson.
"Sure. How are you doing sir." Jimmy held out his hand.
"Fine. Bosco....do you think...."
"Yes. Jimmy will take good care of you and I'll call my nanny and tell her you'll be stopping by." Bosco looked at Jack. "You need family just as much as we do." He turned and headed back into the station.
"My jeeps just over here. This by the way is Ireland." Jack smilded and bent over and took the little girls hand.
"Gland to meet you Ireland." The two men walked to Jimmy's jeep. He strapped the child into her car seat.
"So....Your Seajae's ucle Jack."
"Yeah." They both got into the jeep. "Your a friend of the family?"
"Yeah. Seajae and Bosco have been a big part of our lives." Jimmy pulled out of the station parking lot. "She's one hell of a friend."
"I'm glad I didn't screw her up that much."
"Not that much no....." Jimmmy laughed. They drove the rest of the way to the house in a comfortable silence.
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"Did you tell him where I was?" Seajae looked at Faith.
"ME! I....no way."
"Then your husbands behind this." Slamming around stuff on her desk Seajae's anger grew. "I have a life now. I don't need him. Not now not ever." Bosco stood at the door and whatched his wife. Elloit and Faith had the good sence to back out of the office.
"She's all yours." Faith wispered as she headed to her own office. Seajae looked up.
"You can run McKenzie but I know where you live." She slammed down a large code book on her desk. "And you,,,,,Mr Nicey Nice.....you....you talked to him like he was....."
"Family?" He took a step into the office and avoided a flying stapler as she threw it.
"He's nothing. Nobody." Bosco took his wife by the sholders and held her befor she threw her coffee cup though a window.
"He's all the family you have besides me and the kids."
"He left me.'
"He did what he thought was best for you. He couldn't raise a child. Even if he quite the army. Damn it Seajae it's not always the way you see it." He pulled into his arms and hugged her close. "Sometimes you just need to lighten up and listen to what people have to say." He ran his hand up and down her back. "He loves you and we're all he's got."
"You sent him to our house didn't you?" He hugged her tighter, pinning her arms to stop her from hitting him.
"Yeah. Jimmy was downstairs. I sent him home with him."
"Bastard."
"You wouldn't have it anyother way Boscorelli."
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Special Agent Black sat across from Seajae. Things were bad. The tension in the room was thick. Black noticed the woman's clenching fists. He didn't move. He hardly blinked.
"They have to be somewhere Black."
"I know and me and McKenzie are looking." He watched her as she curbed her anger. She was a hot head and a damn good cop. She was madder then a wet hen and thats how he needed her right now. "You need to take yourself out of this Boscorelli."
"I don't think so. I want those kids safe." Standing up she lit a cigarette and looked out the small window in her office. The things running though her head right now were mixed. Between the kids missing, Jack, Charlie and everything else that was going on lately she was pulled in too many directions. "You have them Black.....I just want to know why." She turned and looked into the steele blue eyes she lothed. "Just tell me why."
"I'm not lying to you Seajae. The CIA may of had something to do with it but I wasn't envolved." Black looked into Seajae's cold dark eyes. If this came down to a pissing match he would win. Turning back to the window she closed her eyes. She needed to surface a power she knew she had. So many times when she needed it, it had been there. Now nothing. A knock broke her out of her thoughts and she turned.
"Yeah." Faith stood at the door.
"The hospital called. Will is out of his coma. Elliot is waiting for you."
"Thanks Faith." Faith shut the door. Seajae grabbed her gun and her jacket. "This isn't over Black. Not by a long shot."
"I wouldn't have it any other way Boscorelli. I need you just as much as you need me. Let's not forget that."
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"I think I need a lawyer." Will Adams looked up to see Seajae and Elliot walk into his hospital room. His parents stood by him. Maxwell Ames hadn't been in the kids life for all the years she'd known the boy. It was good that he was there when the kid needed him.
"Mrs. Adams, Mr. Adams, Will. Its good to see you awake. You scared us."
"Detective Boscorelli......my wife told me how if you hadn't come when you did Will might never had made it. Thank you." He shook her hand then Elliots.
"We need to go over a few things. Will."
"I need a lawyer dad." Seajae looked at Elliot then the boy.
"Missy Blake is dead. She was raped and murdered. We have a search warrent for you house and locker. We know you were dating her. Charlie filled in some blanks."
"My son asked for a lawyer."
"Fine. I'm just laying out my facts. Missy was fourteen weeks pregnat. I have warrents for this nice nurse here to take some blood for DNA testing," Seajae pointed to the brunette behind her. "So just tell your lawyer what ever you want." She looked at the boys parents. "A young woman died. Let's not let an innocent child suffer." Turning Seajae left the room and Elliot followed.
"Nothing like scaring the shit out of the kid Seaj."
"You have a problem with that?"
"Hell no." Elliot knew betther then to get in Seajae's way when she got in a mood like the one she was in. She was pissed at the world right now and maybe, he thought, it was just what she needed. They got into the car and Seajae stared out the windshield. "What's wrong?"
"You think I should forgive Jack?"
"Forgive? That's a big word. Yeah, I think you should. Life's too short to die angry Seajae."
"Yeah. I guess." She put the car into gear and pulled away from the hospital. She needed to get out of town fast. Her vacation was way over due.
Note: I just can't stop....for give me
Chapter 14-What We Need
Seajae sat at her desk with a cup a coffee in one hand and a cigarette in the other. She was staring at her computer screen. Things wern't adding up and she didn't like it. Elliot Stabler came and sat across from her not saying a word. He knew better then to interupt her when she was so deep in thought.
"The sad part is I'm suppose to be on a beach in Hawaii right now." She never took her eyes of the computer.
"Sad part is you should of gone. Just left without a backward glance."
"Since when did you join the unfeeling bastards club?"
"Must be the company I'm keeping. You need to go Seajae. Screw everyone else." Elliot looked at her. "You need to do something for you." He stood up. "This place is bringing you down. This job. Hell if I knew anything else I'd be gone."
"No you wouldn't. You live for this shit as much as I do." Pressing a few keys on her keyboard she looked up.
"But it hasn't tried to kill me nearly as many times as it has you." Seajae smiled. She knew Elloit was right. Thinking about her resignation in her top drawer and two weeks paid vaction she'd put on hold made her wish she wasn't the kind of person she was. The phone rang.
"Boscorelli."
"There's a man at the front desk looking for you."
"And did you by any chance get a name Doyle?"
"McBride. Jackson McBride." Seajae looked at Elliot.
"What? Is it the kids? Bosco?" She shook her head.
"Tell him I died."
"Seajae....."
"Just get rid of him Doyle." She slammed down the phone and picked up another cigarette. Running away was looking better and better by the minute.
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"Mr. McBide.....Seajae is in a meeting." Bosco came up to him.
"Problem Doyle?"
"No....Mr. McBride is here to see Seajae....um...she's in a meeting."
"McBride?" Bosco looked at the tall lanky man in his early fifties. "Your here uncle?"
"Yeah....And you are?"
"Her husband." The two men studied each other for a few seconds. "Who's she with?" Bosco looked at Doyle.
"Didn't say. "
"Excuse us." Bosco pulled Doyle aside. "Where is she?"
"She told me to tell him she was dead. I couldn't tell him that so...." Bosco looked at the man. He seemed harmless but if Seajae didn't want to see him she had her reasons. He was the only relitive she had left. Maybe he should let it go. But when had he ever just let anything go.
"Aparently my wife doesn't want to see you."
"Can't say that I blame her." Jackson McBride was never the one to mince words. He looked at the two men standing in front of him. Both willing to protect his niece from any harm, physical or mental. "I was just in town....I thought maybe she was in a forgiving mood."
"What has it been like thirty years. You think you deserve forgiving."
"I was in the army. How was I suppose to take care of a child?" He looked down. "I'm sorry for all the pain I might of caused Seajae over the years. I know I'm to blaim for most of her rotten child hood but hell I was nineteen and all I wanted to do with my life was to be a soldier. She was two....so small." Jackson looked at Bosco. "I thought I was doing it for her."
"I think she knows that. But if she doesn't want to see you there's nothing I can do or say to change her mind."
"Have you two been married long?"
"Seven years."
"Kids?"
"Three. Angle's five. Mac's two and Hope is one." Bosco knew he shouldn't be talking to the man that aboandoned Seajea so long ago but there was a look in his eyes that told him he needed to know.
"I'm glad. She needs family. My brothers and parents were so close."
"And you weren't to them."
"Didn't go into the family business."
"Maybe it was good you wern't there that day."
"For who. I lost my whole family that day. All but Seajae. And now she won't have anything to do with me because I did what I thought was best for her. I didn't plan on a mission taking me away for so long. When I got back she was gone. No one would tell me where she was." He looked at Bosco. "To be honest I thought she was better off without me."
"I was." Seajae stood at the top of the stairs. "You left me with strangers." She took her time and slowly decended down the steps. Elliot and Faith right behind her. "I was alone." She stopped three steps from the bottom and looked Jackson McBride in the eye. "No one cared if I lived or died."
"I cared Seajae. More then you'll ever know. But things happened. Things I had no controle over." He looked around. It seemed the whole station had given the six of them a wide berth. "I thought we might do this in private."
"These people are my family now Jack. My husband. My friends. These people were here for me when I needed them. Where were you?"
"I was where I thought I needed to be. I'm sorry. I'm glad you made it work for you." He turned to leave. Four sets of eyes turned to see how she would react. Turning Seajae made her way back up the steps. Bosco wasn't going to push. He knew she was walking a thin line as it was and he didn't want her going over the edge on him. Instead he followed Jackson out the door.
"She's been though alot the past few days....hell the last few years. Forgiver her if she wasn't as cordial as you expected." Jackson tuned to face the man who had taken care of his niece for more years they he ever could of.
"I understand." There was sadness in the older mans eyes. "I let her down."
"No. You may have given her up but what was in her past made her what she is today. No matter how she feel Mr. McBride."
"Please call me Jack." He looked at Bosco. "My niece married a man named Bosco?"
"Marice actually, Maurice Boscorelli."
"You seem to know my niece well."
"We've been together a long time. We went though a lot together. More then some people should be aloud. She's my life and I'd like to think I'm hers."
"I just needed to know she's ok."
"She's not ok. Not at the moment. It seems we have one problem after another lately."
"I thought when she got the bastard who killed are family things would of been easier on her."
"Not in our line of work. Mueller was an end to one chapter of our lives. One that brought us together."
"I wish I was there to see the bastard die."
"Maybe things would of been easier." Bosco looked up to the window he knew his wife was looking out of. "Or maybe not." He looked back down at Jack McBride. "Seajae is everyones rock. She's the one we all turn to when the shit gets deep. And she pulls us though. For too many years I thought she cared to much for the people around her and she could never spread herself so thin. But she does and she does it well."
"Our whole family thrived on pressure and caos." Jack turned and looked Bosco in the eye. "Take care of her. Thanks for talking to me."
"Where are you staying?"
"My fligh for Denver leaves at eight. I was only here for the day."
"Army still have you by the balls?"
"Till the day I die." Bosco saw Jimmy coming his way. He had Ireland in a stroller.
"You headed home?" Jimmy looked up.
"Yeah. We just came to bring Kim dinner."
"Jimmy Dorety this is Seajae's uncle Jackson Mc Bride. Take him home and tell Kelly to keep him company and introduce him to the kids." Jimmy looked at Bosco then Jackson.
"Sure. How are you doing sir." Jimmy held out his hand.
"Fine. Bosco....do you think...."
"Yes. Jimmy will take good care of you and I'll call my nanny and tell her you'll be stopping by." Bosco looked at Jack. "You need family just as much as we do." He turned and headed back into the station.
"My jeeps just over here. This by the way is Ireland." Jack smilded and bent over and took the little girls hand.
"Gland to meet you Ireland." The two men walked to Jimmy's jeep. He strapped the child into her car seat.
"So....Your Seajae's ucle Jack."
"Yeah." They both got into the jeep. "Your a friend of the family?"
"Yeah. Seajae and Bosco have been a big part of our lives." Jimmy pulled out of the station parking lot. "She's one hell of a friend."
"I'm glad I didn't screw her up that much."
"Not that much no....." Jimmmy laughed. They drove the rest of the way to the house in a comfortable silence.
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"Did you tell him where I was?" Seajae looked at Faith.
"ME! I....no way."
"Then your husbands behind this." Slamming around stuff on her desk Seajae's anger grew. "I have a life now. I don't need him. Not now not ever." Bosco stood at the door and whatched his wife. Elloit and Faith had the good sence to back out of the office.
"She's all yours." Faith wispered as she headed to her own office. Seajae looked up.
"You can run McKenzie but I know where you live." She slammed down a large code book on her desk. "And you,,,,,Mr Nicey Nice.....you....you talked to him like he was....."
"Family?" He took a step into the office and avoided a flying stapler as she threw it.
"He's nothing. Nobody." Bosco took his wife by the sholders and held her befor she threw her coffee cup though a window.
"He's all the family you have besides me and the kids."
"He left me.'
"He did what he thought was best for you. He couldn't raise a child. Even if he quite the army. Damn it Seajae it's not always the way you see it." He pulled into his arms and hugged her close. "Sometimes you just need to lighten up and listen to what people have to say." He ran his hand up and down her back. "He loves you and we're all he's got."
"You sent him to our house didn't you?" He hugged her tighter, pinning her arms to stop her from hitting him.
"Yeah. Jimmy was downstairs. I sent him home with him."
"Bastard."
"You wouldn't have it anyother way Boscorelli."
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Special Agent Black sat across from Seajae. Things were bad. The tension in the room was thick. Black noticed the woman's clenching fists. He didn't move. He hardly blinked.
"They have to be somewhere Black."
"I know and me and McKenzie are looking." He watched her as she curbed her anger. She was a hot head and a damn good cop. She was madder then a wet hen and thats how he needed her right now. "You need to take yourself out of this Boscorelli."
"I don't think so. I want those kids safe." Standing up she lit a cigarette and looked out the small window in her office. The things running though her head right now were mixed. Between the kids missing, Jack, Charlie and everything else that was going on lately she was pulled in too many directions. "You have them Black.....I just want to know why." She turned and looked into the steele blue eyes she lothed. "Just tell me why."
"I'm not lying to you Seajae. The CIA may of had something to do with it but I wasn't envolved." Black looked into Seajae's cold dark eyes. If this came down to a pissing match he would win. Turning back to the window she closed her eyes. She needed to surface a power she knew she had. So many times when she needed it, it had been there. Now nothing. A knock broke her out of her thoughts and she turned.
"Yeah." Faith stood at the door.
"The hospital called. Will is out of his coma. Elliot is waiting for you."
"Thanks Faith." Faith shut the door. Seajae grabbed her gun and her jacket. "This isn't over Black. Not by a long shot."
"I wouldn't have it any other way Boscorelli. I need you just as much as you need me. Let's not forget that."
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"I think I need a lawyer." Will Adams looked up to see Seajae and Elliot walk into his hospital room. His parents stood by him. Maxwell Ames hadn't been in the kids life for all the years she'd known the boy. It was good that he was there when the kid needed him.
"Mrs. Adams, Mr. Adams, Will. Its good to see you awake. You scared us."
"Detective Boscorelli......my wife told me how if you hadn't come when you did Will might never had made it. Thank you." He shook her hand then Elliots.
"We need to go over a few things. Will."
"I need a lawyer dad." Seajae looked at Elliot then the boy.
"Missy Blake is dead. She was raped and murdered. We have a search warrent for you house and locker. We know you were dating her. Charlie filled in some blanks."
"My son asked for a lawyer."
"Fine. I'm just laying out my facts. Missy was fourteen weeks pregnat. I have warrents for this nice nurse here to take some blood for DNA testing," Seajae pointed to the brunette behind her. "So just tell your lawyer what ever you want." She looked at the boys parents. "A young woman died. Let's not let an innocent child suffer." Turning Seajae left the room and Elliot followed.
"Nothing like scaring the shit out of the kid Seaj."
"You have a problem with that?"
"Hell no." Elliot knew betther then to get in Seajae's way when she got in a mood like the one she was in. She was pissed at the world right now and maybe, he thought, it was just what she needed. They got into the car and Seajae stared out the windshield. "What's wrong?"
"You think I should forgive Jack?"
"Forgive? That's a big word. Yeah, I think you should. Life's too short to die angry Seajae."
"Yeah. I guess." She put the car into gear and pulled away from the hospital. She needed to get out of town fast. Her vacation was way over due.