ch 2.
The day was going by really slowly.
Only two hours had gone by since their shift started and no calls had come through.
The ride had been unusually quiet.
Bosco had not complained to Faith once and she was starting to wonder about it.
The silence was unnerving and Faith wasnt sure she could take much more of it.
Hey do you want to break for dinner? Sully and Davis are at the deli around the corner. We could join them."
No answer.
"Bosco?"
Faith looked over at him, only to see that he was completely fast asleep, head propped up by his hand, shoulder leaning, what looked to be not comfortably, against the car door.
"Oh my gosh," Faith thought, "I cannot believe he is asleep on the job. No freakin' way."
A smile spread across her face as she thought how peaceful Bosco looked when he was sleeping.
Innocent.
Like a little kid.
A rare glimpse of the other side of Maurice Boscorelli, the one she knew, but not many others did.
Even then, she had only seem him asleep once before, when he passed out in her car after a drinking session at his Ma's bar.
This was a lot different.
She reached out her hand and touched his cheek. It was warm but she thought nothing of it.
"Bosco, hey sleeping beauty, time to wake up."
His eyes opened instantly at her touch, startled back to reality. It took him a minute before he realized where he was.
Bosco yawned and rubbed his eyes.
"Faith? Wha...What is going on?"
Faith smiled.
"You my friend have just taken a comfy nap courtesy of the city of New York and this wonderful NYPD RMP we are in... so how does it feel?" she teased him.
"Well to be honest I feel even more tired than before if thats even possible.
Bosco rolled down the window.
"Is it hot in here? Man why am i so freakin tired?" he said as he wiped a hand across his sweaty forehead.
Bosco hoped the fresh air would help wake him up.
As Faith puled up in front of the deli Bosco wondered what the hell his problem was today.
The day was going by really slowly.
Only two hours had gone by since their shift started and no calls had come through.
The ride had been unusually quiet.
Bosco had not complained to Faith once and she was starting to wonder about it.
The silence was unnerving and Faith wasnt sure she could take much more of it.
Hey do you want to break for dinner? Sully and Davis are at the deli around the corner. We could join them."
No answer.
"Bosco?"
Faith looked over at him, only to see that he was completely fast asleep, head propped up by his hand, shoulder leaning, what looked to be not comfortably, against the car door.
"Oh my gosh," Faith thought, "I cannot believe he is asleep on the job. No freakin' way."
A smile spread across her face as she thought how peaceful Bosco looked when he was sleeping.
Innocent.
Like a little kid.
A rare glimpse of the other side of Maurice Boscorelli, the one she knew, but not many others did.
Even then, she had only seem him asleep once before, when he passed out in her car after a drinking session at his Ma's bar.
This was a lot different.
She reached out her hand and touched his cheek. It was warm but she thought nothing of it.
"Bosco, hey sleeping beauty, time to wake up."
His eyes opened instantly at her touch, startled back to reality. It took him a minute before he realized where he was.
Bosco yawned and rubbed his eyes.
"Faith? Wha...What is going on?"
Faith smiled.
"You my friend have just taken a comfy nap courtesy of the city of New York and this wonderful NYPD RMP we are in... so how does it feel?" she teased him.
"Well to be honest I feel even more tired than before if thats even possible.
Bosco rolled down the window.
"Is it hot in here? Man why am i so freakin tired?" he said as he wiped a hand across his sweaty forehead.
Bosco hoped the fresh air would help wake him up.
As Faith puled up in front of the deli Bosco wondered what the hell his problem was today.