Title: Deliver Us From Evil (Sequel to Punish the Children) (7/?)
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: I very much appreciate your comments on this story. I've been having some doubts that this story is just too out there to be posting, but as long as you're reading, I'll keep writing. Thanks so much.
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"I feel sick." Faith had no idea how long they had been traveling, but it seemed like forever. Her head was aching and she was thirsty and exhausted. All she wanted was to be at home, safe in her own comfortable bed.
"Just try to hang in there, Faith." Bosco said quietly. "Hopefully it won't be much longer."
"Until what?" Faith asked. "Until we get to wherever this freak is taking us? Somehow I don't think that's going to be much better."
Bosco sighed heavily. He really didn't know what he could say to comfort Faith. He had never been in a situation where things were so totally out of his control. It wasn't a good feeling.
Suddenly the van lurched to a stop. The officers sat silently as they anxiously awaited whatever was going to happen next. A few minutes later, the back doors were thrown open. "Did you have a comfortable journey?" Seth peered in at them, smiling brightly.
"Fuck you," Bosco stated with a scowl.
"Tsk, tsk," Seth said as he shook his head. "You know...we're really going to have to do something about that attitude of yours, Officer Boscorelli. It just doesn't set a very good example for your fellow inmates."
Bosco could feel his temper beginning to rise again and he closed his eyes for a few moments to try to get it under control. He knew it was important to stay calm. He needed to keep a clear head.
Seth was disappointed when Bosco didn't react as he had hoped. He knew he had plenty of time to get to him though. If he was patient, everything would work out exactly as he wanted it to. "All of you out," he demanded, raising his gun towards them as the gunman behind him followed his example. "Move it."
They awkwardly got to their feet and made their way from the van down onto the ground. But what they saw when they got outside, only served to heighten their apprehension. They were on some sort of an airstrip and there was a small plane only a short distance away.
Ty stared at the plane in despair for a few moments, before turning his eyes toward Seth. "Listen, Waters. I'm the one you really want, not them. They don't have anything to do with this. It's always been about me. Just take me with you. Let them go," he pleaded in a last-ditch effort to try to save his friends.
Seth turned towards Ty with a satisfied smile. "Ahh very good, Officer Davis, a very noble gesture indeed. Unfortunately, it's a rather futile one. You really have no idea what I want. It's true, that it used to be just you, but once I got to know your friends here...I grew to love them as well."
"You love us?" Sully shook his head in disbelief. This guy seemed to constantly exceed his previous levels of craziness. "How the hell did you manage to keep out of the nuthouse, Waters?"
The smile left Seth's face and his eyes narrowed angrily as he directed his gaze at Sully. "If I were you, I wouldn't be so quick with the smart ass remarks. I'm holding all the cards here, Officer. Your fate is totally in my hands. It would serve you well to remember that. If you don't...well let's just say I don't think you'll find the consequences to be very pleasant."
Another car pulled up onto the airstrip and five men got out, all of them heavily armed. "Get going, we're going to be taking a little flight," Seth ordered. The officers exchanged disheartened looks, but did as they were told and started to walk towards the plane. A short while later, they were settled into their seats.
"Everyone all seatbelted in?" Seth asked as he came out from the cockpit. "Remember...Safety first."
"I'll teach him a thing about safety, alright," Bosco grumbled under his breath, watching as Seth and his henchman took their seats.
It wasn't long before they were in the air. Sully turned toward Ty, who was just staring out the window. "How are you doing?"
Ty sighed before turning his head to face his partner. "I've been better, Sul..." he answered quietly. "This just keeps getting worse and worse. I don't know how we're going to get out of this..."
"I know it looks bad," Sully said, "but...we can't lose hope. Eventually something will break."
"I hope you're right, Sul...It's just kind of hard to be positive right now, you know?"
Sully nodded. "I know it is, Ty...but we've got to try."
"Yeah..." Ty turned back to the window and leaned his forehead against the cool glass, looking down at the landscape below. He had a horrible feeling that this would be the last opportunity he would ever have to see the outside world...
******
"We're landing." Bosco stated unnecessarily, turning away from the window as the plane began its descent. The flight had been a short one. They had been in the air for less than an hour. Faith yawned as she opened her eyes. She had tried to fall asleep, but had been unsuccessful. She looked over at Bosco, wishing with all her might that she could just hold his hand. Unfortunately, the handcuffs and the way the seats were positioned, prevented it.
"Any idea where we are?" she asked. As Bosco slowly met her gaze, she was anything but encouraged from the look in his eyes. "What?"
"It...it's an island, Faith..."
"An island? Oh God..." She bowed her head dejectedly, wanting to hide the tears, which were once again brimming in her eyes. They were never going to get out of this. She was trying so hard to stay strong, but it was already becoming too much for her. She was never going to see her children again. They were going to be here forever.
The plane touched down on the ground and finally skidded to a stop. Seth was the first to rise from his seat. "Hope you all enjoyed your flight, folks." He paused for a moment, waiting for a response, but none was forthcoming. "No comments, questions or complaints?" he asked as he walked towards them, stopping next to where Bosco and Faith were seated.
Bosco made a concerted effort to stay silent, focusing his attention on the back of Ty's head. He knew Seth was just trying to provoke him and he didn't want to rise to the bait.
Seth stared at Bosco and then the trace of a smile touched his lips as he leaned down towards Faith. He reached for the buckle of her seatbelt and unfastened it, allowing his hands to linger on her waist as Faith unsuccessfully tried to shy away from him.
"Don't touch her!" Seething with anger, Bosco managed to unhook his seatbelt and was on his feet in a flash. "Get the hell away from her."
Seth smirked as two of his gunmen immediately appeared at his side, each aiming a revolver at Bosco's head. "One of these days, Officer Boscorelli...you're going to push me too far. I am calling the shots here, not you. You won't be doing your little girlfriend much good from six feet under now will you?"
"Bosco? Bos, it's okay," Faith said shakily as she gazed up at him. She loved that he was so protective of her, but she was truly frightened that Seth would hurt him badly or even worse. She knew she wouldn't be able to bear it if anything was to happen to him.
Contented that he had managed to get a rise out of Boscorelli, Seth turned and headed down the aisle. "Come on. We don't have all day."
"You heard him." One of the gunmen gestured menacingly with his gun. "Let's go."
Faith slowly stood up and Sully and Ty unbuckled their seatbelts and got to their feet as well. Then the four officers headed in single file down the aisle, en route to their new destination.
******
"Can you believe this?" Bosco asked, staring up in awe at the mansion in front of them.
"Looks like our boy, Waters is squatting on someone else's property again," Sully stated.
Ty shook his head in amazement. "How though? There's no way the owners just leave this place without any kind of security."
"I don't know..."
They walked towards the house and then were led up onto the veranda. Faith closed her eyes for a few seconds as she leaned against a tall pillar. She had been fighting against a lingering headache all morning long, which had finally developed into a full-fledged migraine.
"You okay?" Bosco asked, more than a little bit concerned at how pale and drawn she appeared.
Faith opened her eyes and forced a smile as she nodded. "I just need some rest and something to drink. I'll be fine."
"Okay," Bosco said uncertainly, not at all convinced. He was really beginning to worry about her.
Seth had been lingering behind, but now he pushed his way forward and rang the doorbell. The officers looked at each other in confusion.
"He's ringing the bell?" Sully whispered to Ty who just shrugged. He had given up trying to outguess this guy.
About a minute after Seth rang the bell, the door to the house slowly opened. A thin young man, with a pale complexion, wearing wire-framed glasses stared at them silently. Bosco couldn't help thinking how much he resembled an owl.
"Kyle! How's it going?" Seth asked as he clapped the young man on the back enthusiastically. "You all ready for us?"
Kyle nodded slowly, still staring at the officers. "All the arrangements have been made," he replied. "I hope you will all enjoy your new home."
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: I very much appreciate your comments on this story. I've been having some doubts that this story is just too out there to be posting, but as long as you're reading, I'll keep writing. Thanks so much.
******
"I feel sick." Faith had no idea how long they had been traveling, but it seemed like forever. Her head was aching and she was thirsty and exhausted. All she wanted was to be at home, safe in her own comfortable bed.
"Just try to hang in there, Faith." Bosco said quietly. "Hopefully it won't be much longer."
"Until what?" Faith asked. "Until we get to wherever this freak is taking us? Somehow I don't think that's going to be much better."
Bosco sighed heavily. He really didn't know what he could say to comfort Faith. He had never been in a situation where things were so totally out of his control. It wasn't a good feeling.
Suddenly the van lurched to a stop. The officers sat silently as they anxiously awaited whatever was going to happen next. A few minutes later, the back doors were thrown open. "Did you have a comfortable journey?" Seth peered in at them, smiling brightly.
"Fuck you," Bosco stated with a scowl.
"Tsk, tsk," Seth said as he shook his head. "You know...we're really going to have to do something about that attitude of yours, Officer Boscorelli. It just doesn't set a very good example for your fellow inmates."
Bosco could feel his temper beginning to rise again and he closed his eyes for a few moments to try to get it under control. He knew it was important to stay calm. He needed to keep a clear head.
Seth was disappointed when Bosco didn't react as he had hoped. He knew he had plenty of time to get to him though. If he was patient, everything would work out exactly as he wanted it to. "All of you out," he demanded, raising his gun towards them as the gunman behind him followed his example. "Move it."
They awkwardly got to their feet and made their way from the van down onto the ground. But what they saw when they got outside, only served to heighten their apprehension. They were on some sort of an airstrip and there was a small plane only a short distance away.
Ty stared at the plane in despair for a few moments, before turning his eyes toward Seth. "Listen, Waters. I'm the one you really want, not them. They don't have anything to do with this. It's always been about me. Just take me with you. Let them go," he pleaded in a last-ditch effort to try to save his friends.
Seth turned towards Ty with a satisfied smile. "Ahh very good, Officer Davis, a very noble gesture indeed. Unfortunately, it's a rather futile one. You really have no idea what I want. It's true, that it used to be just you, but once I got to know your friends here...I grew to love them as well."
"You love us?" Sully shook his head in disbelief. This guy seemed to constantly exceed his previous levels of craziness. "How the hell did you manage to keep out of the nuthouse, Waters?"
The smile left Seth's face and his eyes narrowed angrily as he directed his gaze at Sully. "If I were you, I wouldn't be so quick with the smart ass remarks. I'm holding all the cards here, Officer. Your fate is totally in my hands. It would serve you well to remember that. If you don't...well let's just say I don't think you'll find the consequences to be very pleasant."
Another car pulled up onto the airstrip and five men got out, all of them heavily armed. "Get going, we're going to be taking a little flight," Seth ordered. The officers exchanged disheartened looks, but did as they were told and started to walk towards the plane. A short while later, they were settled into their seats.
"Everyone all seatbelted in?" Seth asked as he came out from the cockpit. "Remember...Safety first."
"I'll teach him a thing about safety, alright," Bosco grumbled under his breath, watching as Seth and his henchman took their seats.
It wasn't long before they were in the air. Sully turned toward Ty, who was just staring out the window. "How are you doing?"
Ty sighed before turning his head to face his partner. "I've been better, Sul..." he answered quietly. "This just keeps getting worse and worse. I don't know how we're going to get out of this..."
"I know it looks bad," Sully said, "but...we can't lose hope. Eventually something will break."
"I hope you're right, Sul...It's just kind of hard to be positive right now, you know?"
Sully nodded. "I know it is, Ty...but we've got to try."
"Yeah..." Ty turned back to the window and leaned his forehead against the cool glass, looking down at the landscape below. He had a horrible feeling that this would be the last opportunity he would ever have to see the outside world...
******
"We're landing." Bosco stated unnecessarily, turning away from the window as the plane began its descent. The flight had been a short one. They had been in the air for less than an hour. Faith yawned as she opened her eyes. She had tried to fall asleep, but had been unsuccessful. She looked over at Bosco, wishing with all her might that she could just hold his hand. Unfortunately, the handcuffs and the way the seats were positioned, prevented it.
"Any idea where we are?" she asked. As Bosco slowly met her gaze, she was anything but encouraged from the look in his eyes. "What?"
"It...it's an island, Faith..."
"An island? Oh God..." She bowed her head dejectedly, wanting to hide the tears, which were once again brimming in her eyes. They were never going to get out of this. She was trying so hard to stay strong, but it was already becoming too much for her. She was never going to see her children again. They were going to be here forever.
The plane touched down on the ground and finally skidded to a stop. Seth was the first to rise from his seat. "Hope you all enjoyed your flight, folks." He paused for a moment, waiting for a response, but none was forthcoming. "No comments, questions or complaints?" he asked as he walked towards them, stopping next to where Bosco and Faith were seated.
Bosco made a concerted effort to stay silent, focusing his attention on the back of Ty's head. He knew Seth was just trying to provoke him and he didn't want to rise to the bait.
Seth stared at Bosco and then the trace of a smile touched his lips as he leaned down towards Faith. He reached for the buckle of her seatbelt and unfastened it, allowing his hands to linger on her waist as Faith unsuccessfully tried to shy away from him.
"Don't touch her!" Seething with anger, Bosco managed to unhook his seatbelt and was on his feet in a flash. "Get the hell away from her."
Seth smirked as two of his gunmen immediately appeared at his side, each aiming a revolver at Bosco's head. "One of these days, Officer Boscorelli...you're going to push me too far. I am calling the shots here, not you. You won't be doing your little girlfriend much good from six feet under now will you?"
"Bosco? Bos, it's okay," Faith said shakily as she gazed up at him. She loved that he was so protective of her, but she was truly frightened that Seth would hurt him badly or even worse. She knew she wouldn't be able to bear it if anything was to happen to him.
Contented that he had managed to get a rise out of Boscorelli, Seth turned and headed down the aisle. "Come on. We don't have all day."
"You heard him." One of the gunmen gestured menacingly with his gun. "Let's go."
Faith slowly stood up and Sully and Ty unbuckled their seatbelts and got to their feet as well. Then the four officers headed in single file down the aisle, en route to their new destination.
******
"Can you believe this?" Bosco asked, staring up in awe at the mansion in front of them.
"Looks like our boy, Waters is squatting on someone else's property again," Sully stated.
Ty shook his head in amazement. "How though? There's no way the owners just leave this place without any kind of security."
"I don't know..."
They walked towards the house and then were led up onto the veranda. Faith closed her eyes for a few seconds as she leaned against a tall pillar. She had been fighting against a lingering headache all morning long, which had finally developed into a full-fledged migraine.
"You okay?" Bosco asked, more than a little bit concerned at how pale and drawn she appeared.
Faith opened her eyes and forced a smile as she nodded. "I just need some rest and something to drink. I'll be fine."
"Okay," Bosco said uncertainly, not at all convinced. He was really beginning to worry about her.
Seth had been lingering behind, but now he pushed his way forward and rang the doorbell. The officers looked at each other in confusion.
"He's ringing the bell?" Sully whispered to Ty who just shrugged. He had given up trying to outguess this guy.
About a minute after Seth rang the bell, the door to the house slowly opened. A thin young man, with a pale complexion, wearing wire-framed glasses stared at them silently. Bosco couldn't help thinking how much he resembled an owl.
"Kyle! How's it going?" Seth asked as he clapped the young man on the back enthusiastically. "You all ready for us?"
Kyle nodded slowly, still staring at the officers. "All the arrangements have been made," he replied. "I hope you will all enjoy your new home."