Title: Deliver Us From Evil (Sequel to Punish the Children) (1/?)
Author: Lynne Facella
Category: Drama/Angst
Rating: PG-13
Email: lynne1919@aol.com
Spoilers: Through current season 4
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of John Wells and Edward Allen Bernero. I wish they were mine but unfortunately they're not.
Summary: An enemy returns, endangering the lives of Ty, Sully, Bosco and Faith.
Notes: Thanks so much for all the great feedback for chapter one. It's very inspiring and much appreciated :)
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"You doing okay?" Sully's voice was uncharacteristically gentle as he looked over at his partner. They'd been cruising the streets for almost an hour and Ty had barely spoken a word. Not to mention, the kid just looked exhausted.
Ty nodded slowly as he turned away from the window to look at his partner. "Yeah, I'm okay." Everything that had happened with Krista had helped him to perfect this response so that it was almost believable, at least he thought it had. Watching Sully now though, Ty knew that he really wasn't fooling anyone, except maybe himself. He hesitated for a few more moments and then forced himself to go on.
"I just...I had some bad dreams last night. I didn't get much sleep." Bad dreams...That was an understatement. They had been horrible, terrifying nightmares, the sort of nightmares he had thought he was starting to get over. He'd woken up screaming, his body bathed in an ice-cold sweat. He'd awoken Carlos as well who had anxiously ran into his room to try to help. Ty had finally managed to convince his roommate that he was fine and Carlos had gone back to bed, but Ty hadn't been able to get back to sleep. Despite his relief that Waters no longer posed any kind of a threat to those he cared about, hearing of his death had brought back all the painful memories as if they had only happened yesterday.
"It's understandable," Sully said. "What we heard yesterday...I'm sure it brought a lot back..."
"Yeah...yeah it did," Ty agreed quietly.
"You know...maybe you should go home and get some rest. I'm sure Lieu would understand." Sully voiced the suggestion tentatively. He didn't want Ty to jump down his throat, but Ty really did look like hell. Sleep was what he needed, not to be out patrolling the streets.
"No...I'm alright." Ty turned toward his partner earnestly. "I really am okay, Sul. I'll sleep tonight." He knew if he went home now he wouldn't sleep, contrary to what Sully thought. He'd just lie there, assaulted by memories of Waters and all he had put them through. Maybe later he'd be tired enough so that he'd be able to fall asleep, but not now.
"Alright." Sully decided to let the matter rest and take Ty's words at face value. After all, Waters was dead now. Things were only going to get better as time went on.
******
"Hey you want to go out for some Chinese?" Bosco asked as he pulled the RMP into the precinct parking lot.
"You're hungry?" Faith turned towards her partner with a look of surprise on her face. "We did have dinner, Bos...a pretty big dinner if I remember correctly."
"Can I help it if I'm still hungry?" Bosco asked, but then relented. "Okay, okay, forget the going out part. I'll just stop and pick up some Chinese chicken on the way home."
Faith nodded. "That's a better idea." It had been a long shift and she just wanted to go home and put her feet up. Bosco could eat Chinese chicken to his heart's content, but she just wanted to relax. Bosco parked the car and a few minutes later they entered the locker room where Sully and Ty were already changing back into their street clothes.
"Hey, how's it going?" Ty looked over at Bosco and Faith as they entered the room.
"Good," Faith replied. "How about you? How was your shift?"
Ty shrugged. "Kind of slow."
"Just the way I like it," Sully broke in with a smile.
"We had ourselves a nice little brawl at the bowling ally," Bosco said. "Buncha jag-offs beatin' each other up with bowling pins."
"Sounds like fun," Ty chuckled as he pulled a sweater over his head. "Sorry we missed it."
"You should be. There was this one woman who was threatening Bos with a pin." Faith started to giggle as Bosco glared at her. "I thought she was going to clobber him with it."
"I would have liked to have seen that," Sully stated as he cast a smirk in Bosco's direction which Bosco pointedly ignored.
"You coming?" Ty closed his locker, anxious to head out.
"Yeah, see you guys tomorrow."
"See ya," Bosco replied and Faith echoed him.
"Did ya have to mention that woman?" Bosco asked as he glared over at Faith. "You know how Sullivan is."
"Sorry Bos. I just couldn't resist," Faith smiled sweetly as she began to unbutton her shirt. "Anyhow, you just better concentrate on getting out of here or you're going to be eating Chinese chicken for breakfast."
******
Damn. Sully slowly got out of his car and gingerly stretched his stiff muscles before he started to head across the street to his building. He was definitely glad this day was over. He was going to head upstairs and take a long, hot shower. He had chased down a smart-assed little punk earlier in the day and had pulled a muscle in his neck. He was going to be sore the next day. He had just stepped onto the curb when he was roughly accosted from behind by two sets of arms. "Get the hell in the car!" one man screamed as he shoved Sully towards the open door of a car. Sully stumbled and almost fell, but was grabbed and shoved into the car.
Trying to make sense of what was happening, Sully turned towards one of the men. "What the hell is going on?"
"SHUT UP! Shut the fuck up." The man screamed and waved his gun in Sully's face. "I'll use this! Don't think I won't!"
A blindfold was placed over Sully's eyes and tightly tied around his head. He could feel his heart pounding uncontrollably as he flashed back to the night Ty, Bosco and some of the other union members had nabbed him and dragged him to the cabin in the woods to dry out. He knew this was nothing like that though... He had gotten only a quick look at his assailants, but he knew they weren't cops and he was stone cold sober.
He was in trouble...very big trouble...
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Ty sighed wearily as he pulled his car up in front of his building. He was glad to be home. He actually felt tired enough that he thought he'd be able to fall asleep without too much trouble. He just hoped he'd stay asleep. He got out of the car and had only just closed the door when two large men approached, one of them holding a gun. Shit. He made a move to retrieve his own weapon, but the guy holding the gun raised it towards him. "Don't even think about it," he said, a menacing tone in his voice. "Hank, get his gun."
Hank expertly patted down Ty's body and quickly came up with Ty's weapon. "You're coming with us," he stated brusquely.
"What's this about?" Ty asked, his eyes scanning the empty streets for anyone who could possibly get him some help. "I don't even know you guys."
"We're the ones doing the talking, not you. Now move." The gunman shoved the gun into Ty's ribs and pushed him ahead towards a car that was parked outside his apartment building.
"You know, kidnapping a police officer is a felony." Ty tried to reason with the two men. "It's not a very good idea."
"Neither is murder, but I don't have a problem with that either." The gunman chuckled mirthlessly and opened the back door of the car, revealing another man inside, also with a gun.
Knowing he was in trouble, Ty tried to make a break for it, but the two men grabbed him and shoved him forcefully into the car, causing him to bang his head in the process.
"Try that again and we'll blow your brains out!"
Sandwiched between two men with guns, Ty didn't have much choice but to just sit there as Hank got into the front seat and started up the car. The other guy who had been in the car then shoved a hood over his head. Ty's heart sped up as he was plunged into sudden darkness and he felt like he couldn't breathe. He struggled to try to keep himself together. He knew that panicking wasn't going to help anything, but this was bad...this was really bad...
******
"Mmmmm... Doesn't it smell delicious?" Bosco inhaled deeply, enjoying the scent of the Chinese chicken that was filling his car.
"It doesn't smell bad, actually," Faith admitted grudgingly. She hadn't really thought she was hungry, but now that they actually had the food, it was suddenly becoming more appealing to her.
"I knew you'd cave." Bosco gave her a sly grin.
"I didn't say I was caving," Faith protested. "I just said it smells pretty good. I didn't say I was going to eat it.
"Oh you'll eat it." Bosco said confidently as he pulled the car up to the curb. "You won't be able to resist."
"Oh I can resist alright," Faith laughed as they got out of the car and headed towards the apartment building.
"We'll see," Bosco replied, laughing along with her.
They were so caught up in their banter that they never even noticed the two men until they were directly in their path.
"Excuse us," Bosco said, giving them an irritated look as he tried to brush past them.
"Oh there's no excuse for you," one of the men stated as the other started laughing.
A flash of anger came over Bosco's face. "I don't think you know who you're dealin' with here," he said as he started towards the men. He stopped in his tracks though when they both pulled out guns.
"I don't think you want to do that," the taller of the two men stated. "And we do know who we're dealing with, Officer Boscorelli."
Bosco was startled at the mention of his name and he could see Faith was just as surprised by the look she gave him. "Who the hell are you?" Bosco snarled.
"None of your fucking business."
Suddenly, Bosco was grabbed from behind by yet another assailant. He struggled briefly, but froze when the man jammed a gun into the small of his back and whispered threateningly in his ear. "Do as we tell you or I'll slit her throat." The man then searched him and retrieved his weapon. Bosco turned desperately towards Faith and saw that they had already found her gun as well and they were pushing her in the direction of an unmarked van. The man holding him, shoved him in the same direction.
Shit...one thing was certain...they were in a world of trouble...
Author: Lynne Facella
Category: Drama/Angst
Rating: PG-13
Email: lynne1919@aol.com
Spoilers: Through current season 4
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of John Wells and Edward Allen Bernero. I wish they were mine but unfortunately they're not.
Summary: An enemy returns, endangering the lives of Ty, Sully, Bosco and Faith.
Notes: Thanks so much for all the great feedback for chapter one. It's very inspiring and much appreciated :)
******
"You doing okay?" Sully's voice was uncharacteristically gentle as he looked over at his partner. They'd been cruising the streets for almost an hour and Ty had barely spoken a word. Not to mention, the kid just looked exhausted.
Ty nodded slowly as he turned away from the window to look at his partner. "Yeah, I'm okay." Everything that had happened with Krista had helped him to perfect this response so that it was almost believable, at least he thought it had. Watching Sully now though, Ty knew that he really wasn't fooling anyone, except maybe himself. He hesitated for a few more moments and then forced himself to go on.
"I just...I had some bad dreams last night. I didn't get much sleep." Bad dreams...That was an understatement. They had been horrible, terrifying nightmares, the sort of nightmares he had thought he was starting to get over. He'd woken up screaming, his body bathed in an ice-cold sweat. He'd awoken Carlos as well who had anxiously ran into his room to try to help. Ty had finally managed to convince his roommate that he was fine and Carlos had gone back to bed, but Ty hadn't been able to get back to sleep. Despite his relief that Waters no longer posed any kind of a threat to those he cared about, hearing of his death had brought back all the painful memories as if they had only happened yesterday.
"It's understandable," Sully said. "What we heard yesterday...I'm sure it brought a lot back..."
"Yeah...yeah it did," Ty agreed quietly.
"You know...maybe you should go home and get some rest. I'm sure Lieu would understand." Sully voiced the suggestion tentatively. He didn't want Ty to jump down his throat, but Ty really did look like hell. Sleep was what he needed, not to be out patrolling the streets.
"No...I'm alright." Ty turned toward his partner earnestly. "I really am okay, Sul. I'll sleep tonight." He knew if he went home now he wouldn't sleep, contrary to what Sully thought. He'd just lie there, assaulted by memories of Waters and all he had put them through. Maybe later he'd be tired enough so that he'd be able to fall asleep, but not now.
"Alright." Sully decided to let the matter rest and take Ty's words at face value. After all, Waters was dead now. Things were only going to get better as time went on.
******
"Hey you want to go out for some Chinese?" Bosco asked as he pulled the RMP into the precinct parking lot.
"You're hungry?" Faith turned towards her partner with a look of surprise on her face. "We did have dinner, Bos...a pretty big dinner if I remember correctly."
"Can I help it if I'm still hungry?" Bosco asked, but then relented. "Okay, okay, forget the going out part. I'll just stop and pick up some Chinese chicken on the way home."
Faith nodded. "That's a better idea." It had been a long shift and she just wanted to go home and put her feet up. Bosco could eat Chinese chicken to his heart's content, but she just wanted to relax. Bosco parked the car and a few minutes later they entered the locker room where Sully and Ty were already changing back into their street clothes.
"Hey, how's it going?" Ty looked over at Bosco and Faith as they entered the room.
"Good," Faith replied. "How about you? How was your shift?"
Ty shrugged. "Kind of slow."
"Just the way I like it," Sully broke in with a smile.
"We had ourselves a nice little brawl at the bowling ally," Bosco said. "Buncha jag-offs beatin' each other up with bowling pins."
"Sounds like fun," Ty chuckled as he pulled a sweater over his head. "Sorry we missed it."
"You should be. There was this one woman who was threatening Bos with a pin." Faith started to giggle as Bosco glared at her. "I thought she was going to clobber him with it."
"I would have liked to have seen that," Sully stated as he cast a smirk in Bosco's direction which Bosco pointedly ignored.
"You coming?" Ty closed his locker, anxious to head out.
"Yeah, see you guys tomorrow."
"See ya," Bosco replied and Faith echoed him.
"Did ya have to mention that woman?" Bosco asked as he glared over at Faith. "You know how Sullivan is."
"Sorry Bos. I just couldn't resist," Faith smiled sweetly as she began to unbutton her shirt. "Anyhow, you just better concentrate on getting out of here or you're going to be eating Chinese chicken for breakfast."
******
Damn. Sully slowly got out of his car and gingerly stretched his stiff muscles before he started to head across the street to his building. He was definitely glad this day was over. He was going to head upstairs and take a long, hot shower. He had chased down a smart-assed little punk earlier in the day and had pulled a muscle in his neck. He was going to be sore the next day. He had just stepped onto the curb when he was roughly accosted from behind by two sets of arms. "Get the hell in the car!" one man screamed as he shoved Sully towards the open door of a car. Sully stumbled and almost fell, but was grabbed and shoved into the car.
Trying to make sense of what was happening, Sully turned towards one of the men. "What the hell is going on?"
"SHUT UP! Shut the fuck up." The man screamed and waved his gun in Sully's face. "I'll use this! Don't think I won't!"
A blindfold was placed over Sully's eyes and tightly tied around his head. He could feel his heart pounding uncontrollably as he flashed back to the night Ty, Bosco and some of the other union members had nabbed him and dragged him to the cabin in the woods to dry out. He knew this was nothing like that though... He had gotten only a quick look at his assailants, but he knew they weren't cops and he was stone cold sober.
He was in trouble...very big trouble...
******
Ty sighed wearily as he pulled his car up in front of his building. He was glad to be home. He actually felt tired enough that he thought he'd be able to fall asleep without too much trouble. He just hoped he'd stay asleep. He got out of the car and had only just closed the door when two large men approached, one of them holding a gun. Shit. He made a move to retrieve his own weapon, but the guy holding the gun raised it towards him. "Don't even think about it," he said, a menacing tone in his voice. "Hank, get his gun."
Hank expertly patted down Ty's body and quickly came up with Ty's weapon. "You're coming with us," he stated brusquely.
"What's this about?" Ty asked, his eyes scanning the empty streets for anyone who could possibly get him some help. "I don't even know you guys."
"We're the ones doing the talking, not you. Now move." The gunman shoved the gun into Ty's ribs and pushed him ahead towards a car that was parked outside his apartment building.
"You know, kidnapping a police officer is a felony." Ty tried to reason with the two men. "It's not a very good idea."
"Neither is murder, but I don't have a problem with that either." The gunman chuckled mirthlessly and opened the back door of the car, revealing another man inside, also with a gun.
Knowing he was in trouble, Ty tried to make a break for it, but the two men grabbed him and shoved him forcefully into the car, causing him to bang his head in the process.
"Try that again and we'll blow your brains out!"
Sandwiched between two men with guns, Ty didn't have much choice but to just sit there as Hank got into the front seat and started up the car. The other guy who had been in the car then shoved a hood over his head. Ty's heart sped up as he was plunged into sudden darkness and he felt like he couldn't breathe. He struggled to try to keep himself together. He knew that panicking wasn't going to help anything, but this was bad...this was really bad...
******
"Mmmmm... Doesn't it smell delicious?" Bosco inhaled deeply, enjoying the scent of the Chinese chicken that was filling his car.
"It doesn't smell bad, actually," Faith admitted grudgingly. She hadn't really thought she was hungry, but now that they actually had the food, it was suddenly becoming more appealing to her.
"I knew you'd cave." Bosco gave her a sly grin.
"I didn't say I was caving," Faith protested. "I just said it smells pretty good. I didn't say I was going to eat it.
"Oh you'll eat it." Bosco said confidently as he pulled the car up to the curb. "You won't be able to resist."
"Oh I can resist alright," Faith laughed as they got out of the car and headed towards the apartment building.
"We'll see," Bosco replied, laughing along with her.
They were so caught up in their banter that they never even noticed the two men until they were directly in their path.
"Excuse us," Bosco said, giving them an irritated look as he tried to brush past them.
"Oh there's no excuse for you," one of the men stated as the other started laughing.
A flash of anger came over Bosco's face. "I don't think you know who you're dealin' with here," he said as he started towards the men. He stopped in his tracks though when they both pulled out guns.
"I don't think you want to do that," the taller of the two men stated. "And we do know who we're dealing with, Officer Boscorelli."
Bosco was startled at the mention of his name and he could see Faith was just as surprised by the look she gave him. "Who the hell are you?" Bosco snarled.
"None of your fucking business."
Suddenly, Bosco was grabbed from behind by yet another assailant. He struggled briefly, but froze when the man jammed a gun into the small of his back and whispered threateningly in his ear. "Do as we tell you or I'll slit her throat." The man then searched him and retrieved his weapon. Bosco turned desperately towards Faith and saw that they had already found her gun as well and they were pushing her in the direction of an unmarked van. The man holding him, shoved him in the same direction.
Shit...one thing was certain...they were in a world of trouble...