Title:  Snapshots

Author: Liquid Thalassa

E-Mail: liquidthalassa@yahoo.com

Disclaimer: Duh, not mine- well the characters and show at least. But I do take credit for this fic- it did come from my head- and was written by my hand...he he he

Author's Notes: Here are 3 more drabbles, just be warned these are "Cruzorelli" (Bosco/Cruz) implied!

VII

"His Choice"

Spoilers: "Sleeping Dogs Lie" (for the quote)

"…Well you got the wrong girl, Bosco"- Monroe

"Well, I didn't pick you." - Bosco

Characters: Cruzorelli implied

Venturing another glace at Bosco, she began to wonder. He was right, she knew, he didn't pick her. They just were put together, neither by choice. Though they worked though their differences Monroe knew that their partnership wouldn't work out, not totally. He made his choice already; she figured Bosco himself didn't realize it. He left everything for her, his partner, the streets…they were alike, two people that shared a bond, one no one else understood. She saw him, as they entered the House, look up the stairs, longing held in his eyes. He missed her. His choice, his pick.  

VIII

"Affettuoso" [Italian: with tenderness]

Spoilers: Season 4

Characters: Cruzorelli

They laid in silence amidst tangled sheets, neither one daring to speak. What could be said that wasn't already told in their eyes or felt in each other's embrace?

She smiled lazily. "Bosco?"

He remained silent in thought. She turned on her side to look at him.

"Bosco?" She asked worried. "Is something wrong?"

He caressed her cheek, smiling. "No, Ritza. Nothing's wrong."

She signed in relief, laying her head on his chest, relishing the sound of his heartbeat, letting it lull her.

"Ritza?" He said looking to find her eyes closed.

"I love you too, Bosco." She mumbled groggily.

IX

"Shades of Grey"

Spoilers: Season 4-5

Characters: Cruzorelli

This job isn't always black and white, I told him. Did he want to listen? No. He knew it was true. Nothing was simple, not in life and certainly not for us. Trust me, I said, I'm on your side. Did he believe me? No. Instead he got her involved and everything went to shit. The whole operation gone. I was pissed sure, but that wasn't the worst. It was the look of shear anger and hate he gave me when we talked. It was the loss I felt. The world isn't black and white Bosco, and neither am I.

A/N: Aright, there's SET 3. My Bosco-Cruz drabbles for Snowflakeangel01, I hope you liked them. :O)