Title: Deliver Us From Evil (Sequel to Punish the Children) (6/?)
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: As always, thank you for your feedback on this. It's very much appreciated and helps to keep me going
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Flanked by Seth and the other gunmen, the four officers left their tiny prison and began walking down a long hallway. A few minutes later, they reached their destination and were shepherded into a new room. It had an eerie quality, lit only by numerous candles. Chairs had been arranged to make the room look like a courtroom. Twelve hostile-looking men were seated in one section of the room, all carrying guns. Apparently this was their jury.
"That's supposed to be a jury of our peers?" Bosco whispered to Faith who looked back at him anxiously. He could see that this was starting to really get to her. "It'll be okay."
"The defendants will be seated," Seth ordered. The gunmen directed the officers to a row of five chairs and they sat down.
"Hey, you said this was supposed to be a fair trial," Ty stated with a piercing look in Seth's direction. "We were imprisoned without so much as a phone call. I don't remember being read our rights either and where's our attorney?"
"This is going to be a fair trial, Officer Davis," Seth replied with an easy smile. "It just might not be the same kind of trial that you're used to. This is -my- courtroom. Things might be a little different here. But you do have an attorney. He's just not...well here he is now."
A seedy-looking man, wearing a dirty, rumpled, brown suit, entered the room. "Sorry I'm late, Your Honor. I couldn't find a tie."
"Oh that's perfectly alright," Seth replied. "We just got here ourselves."
Bosco noted the new arrival looked familiar and after studying him for a few moments he figured out why. "Dowling?"
The man turned to Bosco and smiled. "Yes, it's me. Flattered you remember, Officer Boscorelli."
Bosco shook his head. This guy was a bigger moron than he had ever imagined. "What the hell are you doing, Dowling? We locked you up for drugs. This is going to get you into a helluva lot more trouble."
Dowling nodded, his smile widening. "That'd be true if I was gonna get caught, but that ain't gonna happen. Seth here explained it all real plain. You're the ones gonna be locked up, not me. Kinda fitting if you think about it."
"Enough with the chitchat," Seth interrupted. "Time to get this show on the road."
"You're never going to get away with this," Sully said.
"Oh, but I'm already getting away with it, Officer Sullivan. No one even knows you're gone and by the time its discovered, you'll be well away from here and somewhere where no one will ever find you."
"You're assuming we're guilty." Bosco stared back at Seth with undisguised hatred in his eyes.
"I'm confident that justice will be served." Seth made his way to the front of a room and seated himself behind a small card table with a hammer lying on top of it. He picked up the hammer and pounded it loudly on the table. "Order in the court!"
"This guy's whacked," Bosco whispered to Faith.
"ORDER!"
Bosco was about to ask why Seth didn't have a real gavel, but the look of fury on the man's face stopped him.
"In the matter of the state versus the 55th precinct, is the counsel for the defendants present?"
"Present, Your Honor," Dowling replied as he stood.
"Is the prosecution present?"
"Here, Your Honor." A man who had been previously unnoticed, hidden in the shadows of the room, came forward and then took a seat beside Faith.
Sully glanced at the man quickly then did a double take as he nudged Ty. "Recognize him?" he whispered.
Ty looked at the man then shook his head. "No. Should I?"
"We arrested him for assault." Sully thought for a few moments before he came up with the name. "Seymore...Harry Seymore. It wasn't long after you joined the force. He beat up a gay kid pretty badly."
Ty studied the man again and finally it came to him. "Oh yeah...I remember. How the hell is he finding these skells?"
"I have no idea."
"What are the charges?" Seth asked.
Seymore looked down at the piece of paper he was holding in his hands. "Kidnapping, assault and battery, murder in the first degree..."
Bosco started to laugh. "Are you kiddin' me? What the hell is this? Who the hell have we murdered? And kidnapping? Talk about a Kangaroo Court..."
"Are you denying that you've ever shot and killed anyone?"
"No I'm not denying it, but it was always in the line of duty," Bosco retorted, his eyes flashing with anger.
"Are you denying that you've taken men and women against their will and locked them up?"
"They broke the damn law! They're fuckin' criminals," Bosco shouted.
"Whose law? It might be your law, but it's certainly not mine. As far as I'm concerned you took perfectly innocent law-abiding citizens and locked them away for no reason whatsoever. You're the criminals here."
"Why you son of a..."
"Bosco..." Faith sensed he was losing control and managed to grasp his hand, trying to calm him. "Don't. He's just trying to goad you. It's not worth it."
"May we approach the bench, Your Honor?" Dowling asked.
Seth nodded and Dowling and Seymore made their way to where Seth was seated.
"What the hell are we going to do?" Ty leaned towards the others, lowering his voice. "I don't like where this is going."
"I don't think there's much we can do right now," Bosco replied. He glanced to the doorway where three gunmen were standing guard and then at the makeshift armed jury box. "We try to get out of here now, we're dead."
"We'll get our opportunity," Sully stated quietly. "We just have to wait for it to happen."
"Yeah, we hope..." Faith said, a faint tremor in her voice. The more that she saw just how planned out and calculated everything was, the more her fear was growing. They all knew what this man was capable of. He was a cold-blooded killer, but it was even more than that. There was just something so wrong with him. He scared her more than anyone she had ever been in contact with in her life.
"We will, Faith. We will," Bosco stated. He gave her a small smile, wanting to boost her spirits. He hated seeing her so upset. She didn't deserve this. None of them did.
The meeting at the front of the room broke up and Dowling returned to where they were sitting. "We've reached an out of court settlement," he said with a smirk.
"Aren't you supposed to run that sort of thing past us before you agree to it?" Ty asked.
"Not in this courtroom," Dowling retorted.
Seth banged on the table with the hammer, a wide grin on his face. "Will the defendants please stand."
The officers exchanged looks before getting to their feet one by one. Ty licked his lips nervously as he waited to hear their fate. This was all so surreal. It felt like one of his nightmares, except he knew that he wasn't going to wake up from it.
"The prosecution and defense have reached an agreement where the defendants will plead guilty to the charges of murder in the first degree and kidnapping. The lesser charge of assault and battery has been dropped."
"Big of them," Bosco whispered.
"In the interest of saving our good citizens time and money by having to set a new court date, sentencing will take place immediately."
"Is he for real?" Bosco asked incredulously.
Faith moved in closer to Bosco. Her mouth was so dry and she felt like her heart was going to jump right out of her chest it was pounding so hard.
"Officer John Sullivan, Officer Tyrone Davis, Jr., Officer Maurice Boscorelli and Officer Faith Yokas. You are hereby sentenced to a life imprisonment to be served at the Waters Penitentiary. You will be eligible for parole in no sooner than 30 years. Dismissed."
"The Waters Penitentiary?" Faith asked.
"A fine establishment indeed, my lady," Seth stated as he got to his feet. "You'll be on your road to being rehabilitated and serving a productive life. And what's even better, you won't have to worry about the kinds of harassment that some of us had to put up with in our time behind bars, because you'll be the only prisoners there. If you do as you're told...you won't have any problems."
Faith shivered under Seth's lecherous gaze. He positively made her skin crawl. She hoped to God they found their way out of this soon, but she was becoming very disheartened about their prospects.
Seth gestured towards the gunmen who came forward and ushered the officers from the room. They were led to the staircase they had come down the night before and a few minutes later they were blinking their eyes against the sudden bright sunlight. Bosco looked around quickly, trying to figure out their location, but the warehouse was set back in a deserted lot and they were quickly led towards an unmarked van.
"Get in," one of the gunmen ordered loudly, shoving his gun into Bosco's ribs. "Move it. Now."
After they were all inside, the door slammed behind them and they were left in darkness once again.
"No one is ever going to find us." Faith hated to say it, but she needed to. She wanted someone to say she was wrong, to make her believe that they were going to get out of this somehow, that it really was going to be okay. No one answered her though. Grateful for the darkness, she blinked back the tears that were suddenly in her eyes and huddled against Bosco, resting her head on his shoulder.
The engine of the van suddenly roared to life and with a sudden jerk began to move to wherever the so-called Waters Penitentiary was.
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: As always, thank you for your feedback on this. It's very much appreciated and helps to keep me going
******
Flanked by Seth and the other gunmen, the four officers left their tiny prison and began walking down a long hallway. A few minutes later, they reached their destination and were shepherded into a new room. It had an eerie quality, lit only by numerous candles. Chairs had been arranged to make the room look like a courtroom. Twelve hostile-looking men were seated in one section of the room, all carrying guns. Apparently this was their jury.
"That's supposed to be a jury of our peers?" Bosco whispered to Faith who looked back at him anxiously. He could see that this was starting to really get to her. "It'll be okay."
"The defendants will be seated," Seth ordered. The gunmen directed the officers to a row of five chairs and they sat down.
"Hey, you said this was supposed to be a fair trial," Ty stated with a piercing look in Seth's direction. "We were imprisoned without so much as a phone call. I don't remember being read our rights either and where's our attorney?"
"This is going to be a fair trial, Officer Davis," Seth replied with an easy smile. "It just might not be the same kind of trial that you're used to. This is -my- courtroom. Things might be a little different here. But you do have an attorney. He's just not...well here he is now."
A seedy-looking man, wearing a dirty, rumpled, brown suit, entered the room. "Sorry I'm late, Your Honor. I couldn't find a tie."
"Oh that's perfectly alright," Seth replied. "We just got here ourselves."
Bosco noted the new arrival looked familiar and after studying him for a few moments he figured out why. "Dowling?"
The man turned to Bosco and smiled. "Yes, it's me. Flattered you remember, Officer Boscorelli."
Bosco shook his head. This guy was a bigger moron than he had ever imagined. "What the hell are you doing, Dowling? We locked you up for drugs. This is going to get you into a helluva lot more trouble."
Dowling nodded, his smile widening. "That'd be true if I was gonna get caught, but that ain't gonna happen. Seth here explained it all real plain. You're the ones gonna be locked up, not me. Kinda fitting if you think about it."
"Enough with the chitchat," Seth interrupted. "Time to get this show on the road."
"You're never going to get away with this," Sully said.
"Oh, but I'm already getting away with it, Officer Sullivan. No one even knows you're gone and by the time its discovered, you'll be well away from here and somewhere where no one will ever find you."
"You're assuming we're guilty." Bosco stared back at Seth with undisguised hatred in his eyes.
"I'm confident that justice will be served." Seth made his way to the front of a room and seated himself behind a small card table with a hammer lying on top of it. He picked up the hammer and pounded it loudly on the table. "Order in the court!"
"This guy's whacked," Bosco whispered to Faith.
"ORDER!"
Bosco was about to ask why Seth didn't have a real gavel, but the look of fury on the man's face stopped him.
"In the matter of the state versus the 55th precinct, is the counsel for the defendants present?"
"Present, Your Honor," Dowling replied as he stood.
"Is the prosecution present?"
"Here, Your Honor." A man who had been previously unnoticed, hidden in the shadows of the room, came forward and then took a seat beside Faith.
Sully glanced at the man quickly then did a double take as he nudged Ty. "Recognize him?" he whispered.
Ty looked at the man then shook his head. "No. Should I?"
"We arrested him for assault." Sully thought for a few moments before he came up with the name. "Seymore...Harry Seymore. It wasn't long after you joined the force. He beat up a gay kid pretty badly."
Ty studied the man again and finally it came to him. "Oh yeah...I remember. How the hell is he finding these skells?"
"I have no idea."
"What are the charges?" Seth asked.
Seymore looked down at the piece of paper he was holding in his hands. "Kidnapping, assault and battery, murder in the first degree..."
Bosco started to laugh. "Are you kiddin' me? What the hell is this? Who the hell have we murdered? And kidnapping? Talk about a Kangaroo Court..."
"Are you denying that you've ever shot and killed anyone?"
"No I'm not denying it, but it was always in the line of duty," Bosco retorted, his eyes flashing with anger.
"Are you denying that you've taken men and women against their will and locked them up?"
"They broke the damn law! They're fuckin' criminals," Bosco shouted.
"Whose law? It might be your law, but it's certainly not mine. As far as I'm concerned you took perfectly innocent law-abiding citizens and locked them away for no reason whatsoever. You're the criminals here."
"Why you son of a..."
"Bosco..." Faith sensed he was losing control and managed to grasp his hand, trying to calm him. "Don't. He's just trying to goad you. It's not worth it."
"May we approach the bench, Your Honor?" Dowling asked.
Seth nodded and Dowling and Seymore made their way to where Seth was seated.
"What the hell are we going to do?" Ty leaned towards the others, lowering his voice. "I don't like where this is going."
"I don't think there's much we can do right now," Bosco replied. He glanced to the doorway where three gunmen were standing guard and then at the makeshift armed jury box. "We try to get out of here now, we're dead."
"We'll get our opportunity," Sully stated quietly. "We just have to wait for it to happen."
"Yeah, we hope..." Faith said, a faint tremor in her voice. The more that she saw just how planned out and calculated everything was, the more her fear was growing. They all knew what this man was capable of. He was a cold-blooded killer, but it was even more than that. There was just something so wrong with him. He scared her more than anyone she had ever been in contact with in her life.
"We will, Faith. We will," Bosco stated. He gave her a small smile, wanting to boost her spirits. He hated seeing her so upset. She didn't deserve this. None of them did.
The meeting at the front of the room broke up and Dowling returned to where they were sitting. "We've reached an out of court settlement," he said with a smirk.
"Aren't you supposed to run that sort of thing past us before you agree to it?" Ty asked.
"Not in this courtroom," Dowling retorted.
Seth banged on the table with the hammer, a wide grin on his face. "Will the defendants please stand."
The officers exchanged looks before getting to their feet one by one. Ty licked his lips nervously as he waited to hear their fate. This was all so surreal. It felt like one of his nightmares, except he knew that he wasn't going to wake up from it.
"The prosecution and defense have reached an agreement where the defendants will plead guilty to the charges of murder in the first degree and kidnapping. The lesser charge of assault and battery has been dropped."
"Big of them," Bosco whispered.
"In the interest of saving our good citizens time and money by having to set a new court date, sentencing will take place immediately."
"Is he for real?" Bosco asked incredulously.
Faith moved in closer to Bosco. Her mouth was so dry and she felt like her heart was going to jump right out of her chest it was pounding so hard.
"Officer John Sullivan, Officer Tyrone Davis, Jr., Officer Maurice Boscorelli and Officer Faith Yokas. You are hereby sentenced to a life imprisonment to be served at the Waters Penitentiary. You will be eligible for parole in no sooner than 30 years. Dismissed."
"The Waters Penitentiary?" Faith asked.
"A fine establishment indeed, my lady," Seth stated as he got to his feet. "You'll be on your road to being rehabilitated and serving a productive life. And what's even better, you won't have to worry about the kinds of harassment that some of us had to put up with in our time behind bars, because you'll be the only prisoners there. If you do as you're told...you won't have any problems."
Faith shivered under Seth's lecherous gaze. He positively made her skin crawl. She hoped to God they found their way out of this soon, but she was becoming very disheartened about their prospects.
Seth gestured towards the gunmen who came forward and ushered the officers from the room. They were led to the staircase they had come down the night before and a few minutes later they were blinking their eyes against the sudden bright sunlight. Bosco looked around quickly, trying to figure out their location, but the warehouse was set back in a deserted lot and they were quickly led towards an unmarked van.
"Get in," one of the gunmen ordered loudly, shoving his gun into Bosco's ribs. "Move it. Now."
After they were all inside, the door slammed behind them and they were left in darkness once again.
"No one is ever going to find us." Faith hated to say it, but she needed to. She wanted someone to say she was wrong, to make her believe that they were going to get out of this somehow, that it really was going to be okay. No one answered her though. Grateful for the darkness, she blinked back the tears that were suddenly in her eyes and huddled against Bosco, resting her head on his shoulder.
The engine of the van suddenly roared to life and with a sudden jerk began to move to wherever the so-called Waters Penitentiary was.