Title: Deliver Us From Evil (Sequel to Punish the Children) (11/?)
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 all so much for your nice feedback. I'm glad you're still following this story.
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"Do you think mommy is dead?"
"No! Of course she isn't dead." Emily looked into the distressed eyes of her younger brother. "You shouldn't even be thinking that way, Charlie."
"The kids at school...some of them say she's probably dead," he said, biting his lower lip in an attempt to keep from crying.
"Those kids don't know anything. You shouldn't listen to them," she said as she put her arm around her brother. "We just have to have believe she'll be fine."
"'Emily is right, Charlie," Fred stated. He had just come into the apartment and was listening to the conversation between his children. "We need to pray and believe that God is looking after your mother and that she'll be found soon."
"Do...do you want her to be alright too, daddy?" Charlie asked, his eyes fearful as he looked at his father. "I mean...even if she doesn't live with us anymore?"
Fred was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly composed himself. "Of course I want her to be alright. I would never want anything bad to happen to your mother, Charlie. Even though we don't live with each other anymore, I still care about her very much. That's never going to change."
"Okay." Charlie nodded, satisfied with his father's answer for the time being.
"I'm going to go get dinner started," Emily stated as she forced a smile on her face and headed into the kitchen. She was feeling very guilty over the bad thoughts she'd been harboring toward her mother. Even when she had first heard that her mom was missing, her first thought had been that she and Bosco had run off somewhere together. But then she had heard that two officers were missing as well and she had known something terrible had happened. Now all she wanted was to be able to see her mother, to hug her and tell her she was sorry, but she didn't know if she was ever going to get that chance...
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"She has a fever. She needs medicine, somethin'. What the hell are we gonna do?"
Ty and Sully exchanged helpless looks, neither having any idea what to say.
"Faith? Faith, everything's gonna be okay. You're gonna be fine." Bosco went to the sink and soaked a washcloth in cold water, then folded it up and placed it on Faith's forehead. "Everything's okay."
"Cold..." Faith whispered, just before another spasm of coughing seized her. She had been getting steadily worse over the last two days with a deepening progressive cough and fevers. Bosco was beside himself with worry. He got up and pulled the blanket down off the top bunk and placed it over her. He then got onto the bed beside her and wrapped his arm around her, holding her until she finally fell back into a restless sleep. Only then did he carefully get up and walk over to where Sully and Ty were sitting.
"We've got to think of something," Bosco said, a note of urgency in his voice. "She needs a doctor. Do you hear that cough she has? It's really bad, sounds like pneumonia or somethin'"
"Maybe they'll get her some kind of medicine or something," Ty said unconvincingly.
"Yeah right, Davis. Maybe they'll send down a doctor and a nurse too. They haven't given her so much as an aspirin. Waters hasn't even been down here. For all we know he's just leavin' us down here until we rot."
"Nah..." Ty shook his head. "If that was true he wouldn't be bothering to bring us food at all." Not that they were getting very much, but it was enough to live on anyhow. "He's got more than this planned."
"So what are we gonna do?" Bosco turned his eyes from Ty to Sully. "We can't just wait this out if she's gonna keep getting worse. I'm not gonna let somethin' happen to her. Sully? What do you think?"
"I don't know, Bosco." Sully shook his head grimly. "Unless they ease up on the artillery, I don't see any way of getting an advantage on them."
"Well I'm not just gonna sit here and do nothing...I'm gonna think of somethin'..."
******
"It's just so damn quiet, you know? I mean its not like we saw each other all the time or anything, but now that he's gone...it's just so damn quiet..."
"It must be really tough," Doc said.
"I hate going home now after a shift. Before, if we weren't out on dates, we'd kind of hang out after work, talk about our day, watch t.v. for a while. Now, the apartment's just so empty.
"There's a really good chance they'll be found, Carlos. They have everyone working on this, NYPD, the FBI. They'll find them."
Carlos sighed and ran his hand back through his hair. "I keep thinking back to that night...Davis' car was parked right outside the building and I didn't even notice when I got home. If I had...well we would have figured out something was wrong a hell of a lot sooner."
"It wasn't your fault."
"It's been over two days now..."
"They'll find them, Carlos..."
"Maybe so...but will they be alive when they do?"
******
Seth gave a self-satisfied smile as he walked down the hallway towards his prisoners. He deeply admired his own self-control that he'd been able to leave them alone for a couple of days. He knew it would only heighten their anxiety over what was going to happen to them. Now the real fun would begin.
"Good afternoon," he said cheerily as he stood outside the cell. "How are you all doing on this fine day?"
"How the hell do you think we're doing?" Bosco rushed towards Seth and grabbed for him through the bars of the cell as Seth stepped back. "Get back here you fuckin' coward! Get your ass over here and fight like a man!"
"Such hostility, Officer Boscorelli," Seth smirked at Bosco, finding the officer's rage more than a little bit amusing. "I can't begin to imagine what has you in such a state."
"She's sick, you bastard. She's sick and she needs a doctor. Now just cut it with these crazy ass games and let us the hell out of here."
"She's sick?" Seth lost his composure momentarily as he looked over at where Faith was huddled in her bunk underneath a pile of blankets. "What's wrong with her?"
"Do I look like a doctor?" Bosco hissed. "She's sick and she's gettin' worse. If you checked up on things once in a while you'd have an idea of what's goin' on."
"Bosco." Sully came over and gently pulled Bosco back from the bars of the cell. "Calm down. This isn't going to help her."
"You should listen to him." Seth nodded in approval then looked over at Sully. "Sometimes us older guys gotta try and keep the boys in line."
"I'm nothing like you," Sully stated heatedly.
Seth sighed. Sometimes these cops could be so tiresome. "Enough with all this nonsense. I've come here for a reason...a proposal if you will."
"What kind of a proposal?" Ty asked as he approached Seth. "Now what kind of a game are you playing?"
"Have you always been so suspicious, Officer Davis?" Seth smiled condescendingly. "You should learn to open up your heart and trust your fellow man."
"You're a real piece of work." Ty angrily moved towards Seth, but Sully pulled him back. "Sul, let go of me."
"You're not helping. Neither of you are." Sully turned to face the two younger officers, lowering his tone as he spoke. "I know you're upset, but you need to keep your cool, now more than ever."
"Bravo, Officer Sullivan!" Seth said, applauding loudly. "You tell em."
"Shut the hell up," Sully snarled as he turned back to Seth. "Now what's this proposal you're talking about?"
"It's very simple," Seth replied. "I'm going to let two of you go free."
The three men exchanged glances then looked back at Seth in disbelief.
"You're going to let two of us go free?" Ty asked skeptically. "Which two?"
"Well that's for you to decide."
"That's easy, Faith is definitely one of the two," Bosco said, glancing over at Ty who nodded his approval. "And Sully."
"Now wait a minute," Sully protested.
"Sul, Bosco's right," Ty broke in.
"No he's not." Sully shook his head. He knew there was no way Ty would agree to leave, but he wasn't about to leave his partner either. "Bosco should go with Faith. I'll stay here with you."
"Excuse me!" Seth interrupted and the officers turned to face him. "I think there's something you should know."
"What is it?" Ty asked.
"This whole setting free thing. Two of you get to leave, but you only get to leave this house. You won't be leaving the island...well not unless you want to go for a real long swim."
"What are you talking about?" Sully asked.
"Two of you get to leave to be...umm how shall I say it...the prey, on a sort of hunting expedition if you will."
"Prey?" Ty asked as the men exchanged uneasy glances.
"Yes, two of you will be the hunted and I'll be the hunter. If you can elude me for 48 hours, all of you will be set free. I'll give you one hour to decide who will be the prey and who will stay here."
"What if the prey doesn't elude you?" Bosco asked. He was pretty sure he knew the answer, but he voiced the question just the same.
"Well it's a hunt, Officer Boscorelli," Seth stated with a smile. "I consider myself to be a good hunter. Like all good hunters, if I catch my pray I'll kill it without a second thought and the two who are left here...well they'll be serving a life sentence."
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 all so much for your nice feedback. I'm glad you're still following this story.
******
"Do you think mommy is dead?"
"No! Of course she isn't dead." Emily looked into the distressed eyes of her younger brother. "You shouldn't even be thinking that way, Charlie."
"The kids at school...some of them say she's probably dead," he said, biting his lower lip in an attempt to keep from crying.
"Those kids don't know anything. You shouldn't listen to them," she said as she put her arm around her brother. "We just have to have believe she'll be fine."
"'Emily is right, Charlie," Fred stated. He had just come into the apartment and was listening to the conversation between his children. "We need to pray and believe that God is looking after your mother and that she'll be found soon."
"Do...do you want her to be alright too, daddy?" Charlie asked, his eyes fearful as he looked at his father. "I mean...even if she doesn't live with us anymore?"
Fred was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly composed himself. "Of course I want her to be alright. I would never want anything bad to happen to your mother, Charlie. Even though we don't live with each other anymore, I still care about her very much. That's never going to change."
"Okay." Charlie nodded, satisfied with his father's answer for the time being.
"I'm going to go get dinner started," Emily stated as she forced a smile on her face and headed into the kitchen. She was feeling very guilty over the bad thoughts she'd been harboring toward her mother. Even when she had first heard that her mom was missing, her first thought had been that she and Bosco had run off somewhere together. But then she had heard that two officers were missing as well and she had known something terrible had happened. Now all she wanted was to be able to see her mother, to hug her and tell her she was sorry, but she didn't know if she was ever going to get that chance...
******
"She has a fever. She needs medicine, somethin'. What the hell are we gonna do?"
Ty and Sully exchanged helpless looks, neither having any idea what to say.
"Faith? Faith, everything's gonna be okay. You're gonna be fine." Bosco went to the sink and soaked a washcloth in cold water, then folded it up and placed it on Faith's forehead. "Everything's okay."
"Cold..." Faith whispered, just before another spasm of coughing seized her. She had been getting steadily worse over the last two days with a deepening progressive cough and fevers. Bosco was beside himself with worry. He got up and pulled the blanket down off the top bunk and placed it over her. He then got onto the bed beside her and wrapped his arm around her, holding her until she finally fell back into a restless sleep. Only then did he carefully get up and walk over to where Sully and Ty were sitting.
"We've got to think of something," Bosco said, a note of urgency in his voice. "She needs a doctor. Do you hear that cough she has? It's really bad, sounds like pneumonia or somethin'"
"Maybe they'll get her some kind of medicine or something," Ty said unconvincingly.
"Yeah right, Davis. Maybe they'll send down a doctor and a nurse too. They haven't given her so much as an aspirin. Waters hasn't even been down here. For all we know he's just leavin' us down here until we rot."
"Nah..." Ty shook his head. "If that was true he wouldn't be bothering to bring us food at all." Not that they were getting very much, but it was enough to live on anyhow. "He's got more than this planned."
"So what are we gonna do?" Bosco turned his eyes from Ty to Sully. "We can't just wait this out if she's gonna keep getting worse. I'm not gonna let somethin' happen to her. Sully? What do you think?"
"I don't know, Bosco." Sully shook his head grimly. "Unless they ease up on the artillery, I don't see any way of getting an advantage on them."
"Well I'm not just gonna sit here and do nothing...I'm gonna think of somethin'..."
******
"It's just so damn quiet, you know? I mean its not like we saw each other all the time or anything, but now that he's gone...it's just so damn quiet..."
"It must be really tough," Doc said.
"I hate going home now after a shift. Before, if we weren't out on dates, we'd kind of hang out after work, talk about our day, watch t.v. for a while. Now, the apartment's just so empty.
"There's a really good chance they'll be found, Carlos. They have everyone working on this, NYPD, the FBI. They'll find them."
Carlos sighed and ran his hand back through his hair. "I keep thinking back to that night...Davis' car was parked right outside the building and I didn't even notice when I got home. If I had...well we would have figured out something was wrong a hell of a lot sooner."
"It wasn't your fault."
"It's been over two days now..."
"They'll find them, Carlos..."
"Maybe so...but will they be alive when they do?"
******
Seth gave a self-satisfied smile as he walked down the hallway towards his prisoners. He deeply admired his own self-control that he'd been able to leave them alone for a couple of days. He knew it would only heighten their anxiety over what was going to happen to them. Now the real fun would begin.
"Good afternoon," he said cheerily as he stood outside the cell. "How are you all doing on this fine day?"
"How the hell do you think we're doing?" Bosco rushed towards Seth and grabbed for him through the bars of the cell as Seth stepped back. "Get back here you fuckin' coward! Get your ass over here and fight like a man!"
"Such hostility, Officer Boscorelli," Seth smirked at Bosco, finding the officer's rage more than a little bit amusing. "I can't begin to imagine what has you in such a state."
"She's sick, you bastard. She's sick and she needs a doctor. Now just cut it with these crazy ass games and let us the hell out of here."
"She's sick?" Seth lost his composure momentarily as he looked over at where Faith was huddled in her bunk underneath a pile of blankets. "What's wrong with her?"
"Do I look like a doctor?" Bosco hissed. "She's sick and she's gettin' worse. If you checked up on things once in a while you'd have an idea of what's goin' on."
"Bosco." Sully came over and gently pulled Bosco back from the bars of the cell. "Calm down. This isn't going to help her."
"You should listen to him." Seth nodded in approval then looked over at Sully. "Sometimes us older guys gotta try and keep the boys in line."
"I'm nothing like you," Sully stated heatedly.
Seth sighed. Sometimes these cops could be so tiresome. "Enough with all this nonsense. I've come here for a reason...a proposal if you will."
"What kind of a proposal?" Ty asked as he approached Seth. "Now what kind of a game are you playing?"
"Have you always been so suspicious, Officer Davis?" Seth smiled condescendingly. "You should learn to open up your heart and trust your fellow man."
"You're a real piece of work." Ty angrily moved towards Seth, but Sully pulled him back. "Sul, let go of me."
"You're not helping. Neither of you are." Sully turned to face the two younger officers, lowering his tone as he spoke. "I know you're upset, but you need to keep your cool, now more than ever."
"Bravo, Officer Sullivan!" Seth said, applauding loudly. "You tell em."
"Shut the hell up," Sully snarled as he turned back to Seth. "Now what's this proposal you're talking about?"
"It's very simple," Seth replied. "I'm going to let two of you go free."
The three men exchanged glances then looked back at Seth in disbelief.
"You're going to let two of us go free?" Ty asked skeptically. "Which two?"
"Well that's for you to decide."
"That's easy, Faith is definitely one of the two," Bosco said, glancing over at Ty who nodded his approval. "And Sully."
"Now wait a minute," Sully protested.
"Sul, Bosco's right," Ty broke in.
"No he's not." Sully shook his head. He knew there was no way Ty would agree to leave, but he wasn't about to leave his partner either. "Bosco should go with Faith. I'll stay here with you."
"Excuse me!" Seth interrupted and the officers turned to face him. "I think there's something you should know."
"What is it?" Ty asked.
"This whole setting free thing. Two of you get to leave, but you only get to leave this house. You won't be leaving the island...well not unless you want to go for a real long swim."
"What are you talking about?" Sully asked.
"Two of you get to leave to be...umm how shall I say it...the prey, on a sort of hunting expedition if you will."
"Prey?" Ty asked as the men exchanged uneasy glances.
"Yes, two of you will be the hunted and I'll be the hunter. If you can elude me for 48 hours, all of you will be set free. I'll give you one hour to decide who will be the prey and who will stay here."
"What if the prey doesn't elude you?" Bosco asked. He was pretty sure he knew the answer, but he voiced the question just the same.
"Well it's a hunt, Officer Boscorelli," Seth stated with a smile. "I consider myself to be a good hunter. Like all good hunters, if I catch my pray I'll kill it without a second thought and the two who are left here...well they'll be serving a life sentence."