Don't worry- I WILL NOT KILL BOSCO... I could never do that!!!!
Disclaimer:I only can hope and dream NBC would ever let little old me own Bosco and anything to do with the show...maybe its better that way- i would after all have to totrure him some..then some more...and some more...
Chapter 24
Faith grabbed Bosco's hand tighter as he groaned in misery, drifting in and out of consciousness.
The doctors were poking and prodding Bosco, and barking orders at the nurses to run this test and that test, frantically searching for an answer to why this man was barely clinging to life in front of them.
Meanwhile, Bosco was waning, slowly losing his grip on Faith's hand, his sweat covered palm sliding out of her grasp.
He finally let go, his arm falling to the side of the stretcher, catching Faith completely off guard.
She turned quickly to look at Bosco and noticed that he was completely still.
All of a sudden the monitors started to beep loudly signaling a serious change in his condition.
"His BP is falling" one of the nurses shouted out, pushing Faith aside to get to Bosco as the monitor continued to beep away.
Faith just stood there staring in complete shock.
She could not lose her partner...not today...not now..not ever...
"Bosco," Faith called out in a whisper, as she put her head down and closed her eyes, not wanting to see her worst fear come true.
Everywhere around her people were shouting and moving quickly, but it was all a blur to Faith.
All Faith could see and hear was the loud beep of the heart monitor and Bosco's pale, limp body before her, as she stood there in the trauma room, in a cloud of uncertainty watching and praying for Bosco to be all right.
Faith tried to clear her head and focus.
They were saying something about heart rate, and blood pressure, none of which Faith understood anyway.
She saw that Bosco had what looked like a heavy plastic blanket over him, and although she wasn't quite sure what it was, she assumed it couldn't be good.
Faith silently prayed for this nightmare to be over soon, for them to realize what was wrong with him and say that everything was going to be all right.
But that is not what she heard, instead, the desperate, shrill voice of someone yelling, "Get a crash cart, We're losing him! " resonated in her ears as the frantic pace she had been witness to suddenly kicked up a notch and all kinds of monitors went crazy, a shrieking beeping festival of sound that only served the purpose of telling the world that death was not far away.
Faith shuddered, closed her eyes and felt herself sliding to the floor, immense terror and fear taking over her body now, a fear that she had only felt once before, when her husband, Fred was near death from a heart attack.
"CLEAR" Faith heard someone shouted out loud, one of the doctors, of course; they were shocking Bosco's heart.
Faith heard the hard thud of Bosco's lifeless body hit the table after getting shocked and she felt sick.
"Please... Bosco... Please...," Faith whispered as she head "CLEAR" for the second time as the doctors tried to get Bosco back, "I...I need you."
"All of a sudden, the loud beeping and the commotion and the noise died down, and Faith looked up to see everyone at a stand still, looking at something and waiting...
Disclaimer:I only can hope and dream NBC would ever let little old me own Bosco and anything to do with the show...maybe its better that way- i would after all have to totrure him some..then some more...and some more...
Chapter 24
Faith grabbed Bosco's hand tighter as he groaned in misery, drifting in and out of consciousness.
The doctors were poking and prodding Bosco, and barking orders at the nurses to run this test and that test, frantically searching for an answer to why this man was barely clinging to life in front of them.
Meanwhile, Bosco was waning, slowly losing his grip on Faith's hand, his sweat covered palm sliding out of her grasp.
He finally let go, his arm falling to the side of the stretcher, catching Faith completely off guard.
She turned quickly to look at Bosco and noticed that he was completely still.
All of a sudden the monitors started to beep loudly signaling a serious change in his condition.
"His BP is falling" one of the nurses shouted out, pushing Faith aside to get to Bosco as the monitor continued to beep away.
Faith just stood there staring in complete shock.
She could not lose her partner...not today...not now..not ever...
"Bosco," Faith called out in a whisper, as she put her head down and closed her eyes, not wanting to see her worst fear come true.
Everywhere around her people were shouting and moving quickly, but it was all a blur to Faith.
All Faith could see and hear was the loud beep of the heart monitor and Bosco's pale, limp body before her, as she stood there in the trauma room, in a cloud of uncertainty watching and praying for Bosco to be all right.
Faith tried to clear her head and focus.
They were saying something about heart rate, and blood pressure, none of which Faith understood anyway.
She saw that Bosco had what looked like a heavy plastic blanket over him, and although she wasn't quite sure what it was, she assumed it couldn't be good.
Faith silently prayed for this nightmare to be over soon, for them to realize what was wrong with him and say that everything was going to be all right.
But that is not what she heard, instead, the desperate, shrill voice of someone yelling, "Get a crash cart, We're losing him! " resonated in her ears as the frantic pace she had been witness to suddenly kicked up a notch and all kinds of monitors went crazy, a shrieking beeping festival of sound that only served the purpose of telling the world that death was not far away.
Faith shuddered, closed her eyes and felt herself sliding to the floor, immense terror and fear taking over her body now, a fear that she had only felt once before, when her husband, Fred was near death from a heart attack.
"CLEAR" Faith heard someone shouted out loud, one of the doctors, of course; they were shocking Bosco's heart.
Faith heard the hard thud of Bosco's lifeless body hit the table after getting shocked and she felt sick.
"Please... Bosco... Please...," Faith whispered as she head "CLEAR" for the second time as the doctors tried to get Bosco back, "I...I need you."
"All of a sudden, the loud beeping and the commotion and the noise died down, and Faith looked up to see everyone at a stand still, looking at something and waiting...