Title: Brotherly Love
Rating: K+, for swearing- This is the Boscorelli brothers we're talking about!
Spoilers: Up to and including the fourth season. This fiction does not extend past that point in the series.
Summary: Bosco and his brother get into a heated argument, Bos is seriously injured shortly afterwards, leaving his younger brother guilt ridden.
Special Note: This is the edited version of chapter two. I should let you guys know that Bosco's mom is referred to as 'Rose' in this fiction, that is what Faith calls her in More Monsters, therefore that is what I will be sticking with.
Brotherly Love
Chapter Two: Explosion
Mikey grunted as he carefully undid his brother's seatbelt. He could hear the distant approach of sirens as he caught his brother before he could fall onto the glass covered roof of the car.
Slowly, Mikey dragged Bosco out the window, hissing in slight pain when the glass cut into his arms. Determined not to hurt his brother more than needed, he took his time, cursing when the gas fumes started to make him light headed. If it's already getting to me, there no telling how the fumes are affecting Maurice, considering the condition he's in…he thought worriedly.
Amazingly, Mikey managed to get his brother's upper torso through the window without to much trouble. Tiny beads of sweat began to from on his brow as he grabbed Bosco by the shoulders of his jacket and continued to pull.
Bosco wasn't a heavy person, at roughly 5'10", he weighed about 165-175 lbs, but Mikey still found it helluva hard to get the man out of the car. This is like dragging a sack full of bricks, he thought to himself, I wonder if the alcohol in me is making this easier or harder?
Panting, Mikey fell backwards into the slush. As tired as he was, he still needed to get the two of them away from the car, in case is did blow up. With a determined grunt, he crouched behind his brother and grabbed him from underneath his arms.
If I can just get us to that snow bank, it should be far enough away… Mikey thought as he dragged his limp brother away from the Mustang. The shrill sound of sirens was getting closer, but he still couldn't see the emergency vehicles.
They were about eight feet away from the car, when Bosco slipped out from Mikey's grasp.
"Damnit!" Mikey cursed savagely. He fell into the slush beside his brother and glanced back at the car, which was now making funny groaning noises. Oh crap, I need to keep moving.
Mikey looked down at his unconscious brother, and was about to pick him up by the shoulders again, when suddenly the slightly older man opened his eyes slowly.
"Mi-Mikey?" Bosco rasped, his brother's form was dark and blurry, but he could still somehow tell that it was him, brother instinct or something. What happened to me…?
"Shhhh, yes it's me Mo, you're going to be alright, you just hang in there!" Mikey replied, swallowing the lump that had formed in his throat. His brother looked so...helpless, something that he just couldn't bear to see.
"I'm sorry…that I didn't protect you as much as I sh-should have...f-from dad..." Bosco choked out with difficulty, his voice tight with pain. It felt as if his whole body was on fire. His chest felt like it had been crushed in, he had a pounding headache and his right arm was screaming in pain.
Bosco closed his eyes and let the darkness overpower him.
"Mo, don't be sorry! I'm the one that should apologize! You did more than enough for me when we were kids! You just hang in there!" Mikey cried, his voice rising shrilly as his big brother closed his eyes. When he didn't reopen them, he felt for a pulse for the second time that night. Oh thank god, he thought to himself as he trembled with fear.
Mikey looked up when he heard the sirens becoming clearer. Two ambulances and a fire truck were barreling down the road at top speed. A police car wasn't far behind. The few people that stood on the sidewalks were looking at them curiously.
The man was so preoccupied with staring at the emergency vehicles, that he was shocked beyond belief when a deafening sound drowned out the wail of the sirens.
The Mustang had exploded.
Mikey yelled out and pounced on top of his brother, determined to protect him as much as he could from the blast. He could feel the intense heat on his back and neck as he lay still. Bits of metal flew everywhere; a hubcap whizzed by and missed his head by a mere inch. It hit a tree and sliced into it, so only half of it was showing. That was close…
The intense heat was soon gone, but Mikey lay still, not wanting to move until he knew that it was perfectly safe. He could feel his brother's slow, unsteady breaths on his face when he heard the sirens of the emergency vehicles practically on top of him. Shouts and yells of men and women could be heard almost right afterwards.
Mikey could hear the crunching of their boots against the snow, but still he did not move.
Minutes Beforehand
Jimmy Doherty and Alex Taylor looked out the fire trucks window as the accident site finally came into view. The weather had delayed them slightly, from reaching their destination quicker.
D.K was doing the best he could in navigating the big truck on the slippery roads. When the call had came through, they had heard that the man that had phoned claimed that the victim was his older brother, who was a cop that he thought worked for the 55.
Jimmy sighed when he noticed all the people that were watching them. He really didn't see what was so interesting; it was just a job after all. The color suddenly drained from his face when they got closer to the mangled car. He had thought that it looked familiar! "Alex...look!" He exclaimed, worry in his voice.
The female firefighter glanced in the direction that Jimmy was pointing. She too, had thought the car looked familiar. She slowly turned to Jimmy, her face as white as the snow outside.
"Jimmy, please tell me that that car isn't Bosco's."
The handsome firefighter held her gaze. "How many people at the 55 have a seventies, blue Mustang?" Was all he had time to ask before the car suddenly exploded.
"Holy shit!" Walsh yelled out in surprise.
D.K hit the brakes just as the explosion settled.
The firefighters wasted no time in getting out of the truck. Jimmy and Alex had been the only ones to recognize the car, and they told no one of their worries. They both just prayed that Bosco had somehow gotten out of the car in time.
Walsh and D.K quickly brought out the hose, hoping to douse the flames before they got to out of control, and god forbid, caused another explosion.
Jimmy and Alex quickly began to scour the surrounding area, hoping to find some sign that the victim had gotten out. The two almost immediately ran into Kim, Doc and Carlos, all of whom had also come to the scene.
"That was Bosco's car, wasn't it??" Kim asked immediately, apparently she and the other two had also recognized the car.
Alex and Jimmy sighed and nodded reluctantly.
"Let's just do our jobs, maybe he got out somehow, wasn't it his brother who called for help?" Alex said in a hopeful voice.
They all nodded in agreement and fell into work mode.
Kim, Doc and Carlos got the two buses ready for any victims while Alex and Jimmy looked for anyone lying in the snow nearby, it was to hard to tell if Bosco was still in the car as it was totally engulfed in flames. No one would have had a chance.
"Oh my god! Jimmy! I found something!" Alex yelled out about five minutes later.
Jimmy ran over to the figure a few feet away. He looked like a younger version of Bosco and it looked like he was lying on top of someone.
Jimmy knelt down beside the man while Alex hovered behind him. He gently grabbed the man by the shoulders and said in a soothing voice, "Come on, up you get..."
Mikey stumbled a bit when the firefighter pulled him up.
"Help him!" He demanded, wincing in slight pain when he felt the burns on his back and neck. He heard the female firefighter gasp and croak;
"Oh god...Jimmy, he got Bosco out!"
They know him, must work together… Mikey thought dazedly.
Mikey watched as the two firefighters gave their full attention to his injured brother. The guy named Jimmy had called out to some paramedics, who were at the other side of the now smoking car. All three of them rushed over and bent down next to Bosco. He could hear the female paramedic yelling out vital signs while the males got an IV going, and snapped a neck brace around his neck. The two firefighters had been pushed out of the way.
Jimmy pointed to Mikey, who was sitting in the snow and was silently watching Doc, Carlos and Kim work on Bosco. Alex nodded and walked towards him.
"Are you okay?" She asked, kneeling down so that she was eye level.
Mikey nodded and said, "He's my brother...do you know him?"
Alex nodded and said calmly, "Bosco and I work together sometimes, my name is Alex..." She pointed to Jimmy, Doc, Kim and Carlos and said their full names. "I'm guessing that you're the one who got him out, right?" She asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.
Mikey nodded just as Doc and Carlos loaded Bosco onto a stretcher. He quickly got up and moaned. He'd forgotten about the stupid burns.
Alex frowned and helped him walk towards Bosco and the others.
He suddenly remembered Bosco's partner, Faith Yokas. "I need to phone his partner, Faith Yokas...he was supposed to phone her." He mumbled to the firefighter as they neared Bosco.
"Don't worry about that, Faith and I are good friends, I'll phone as soon as we reach the hospital." She reassured him.
Alex felt her stomach drop a few notches. Faith was going to be horrified when she found out. Sully and Davis wouldn't take the news too well either. She quickly pushed these thoughts to the back of her mind; she needed to focus on the task at hand.
Sighing, Alex looked at Doc and silently asked if Bosco was going to make it. Doc simply met her gaze, quickly looked back down at Bosco and busied himself with the straps on the neck brace, which were already perfectly tight.
Alex turned to Kim and said in a slightly trembling voice, "I think he's got some burns on his back and neck, they don't seem to be too serious though."
Kim nodded and left Doc and Carlos with Bosco. She helped Alex move Mikey over to her bus and made him lay on the stretcher, although he put up quite a fight.
Kim had to threaten to sedate him before he obliged, of course, he made Alex swear to god that she'd phone Faith and his ma before she did anything else. He was to emotionally distraught to tell them himself.
After promising Mikey, Alex stepped out of the ambulance and slammed the doors shut. She yelled to Jimmy that she was driving Bosco's brother to the hospital so Kim could check him out.
Jimmy waved to show that he heard her before turning his attention back to Bosco, Doc and Carlos. She quickly hopped into the driver's seat and navigated her way around all of the emergency vehicles. Finally, she found the main road and headed to Angel of Mercy.
Alex flicked the lights on but kept the sirens off. There was no hurry, according to Kim, Mikey's burns were very minor, and he showed no signs of any other injuries, aside from a few minor scrapes.
Mikey let the paramedic named Kim check him over silently, the last words he had spoken to his brother in the bar kept on replaying over and over again in his head. Guilt flooded through him when he remembered how Bosco had apologized for not protecting him enough. How could I say those things to him? What the hell is wrong with me? Maurice, please...you've got to hold on...I need to tell you that I'm sorry for all the shit I've put you through…Mikey thought as they neared Mercy.
Back At the Sight
"Jimmy! I'm going to need Carlos to help me out! Can you drive for us?!" Doc yelled as he loaded Bosco into the ambulance and climbed in after him.
Jimmy nodded to him and hollered over to Walsh and D.K. that he was going with the bus. They waved in response and continued to work on the car; they still had no idea who the victim was.
Carlos climbed in on the other side of Bosco as Jimmy shut the doors and ran around to the driver's side. Within a matter of minutes, they were on the way to Mercy.
When they were about 10 minutes away from Mercy, Bosco opened his eyes and looked up at them.
"Hang on Bosco; we're almost there, just a few more minutes." Doc said immediately, in a comforting voice.
"M-Mikey??" Bosco rasped.
"Mikey's with Kim and Alex in the other bus, he's alright...but he's very worried about you." Doc replied reassuringly.
"F-Faith...got t-to phone h-her..." Bosco said weakly.
Jimmy heard him and yelled back to the two confused paramedics, "He was supposed to phone her after he left his mothers bar, Alex told me before she left, she promised Mikey that she'd phone Faith and their mother as soon as she arrived at Mercy."
The medics nodded their thanks and looked back down at their fallen comrade.
"Did you here that Bosco? Alex is going to phone Faith and your mom as soon as she gets to Mercy." Carlos spoke.
Bosco tilted his head slightly to show that he had heard him before closing his eyes.
"How much longer Jimmy?!" Doc hollered up to the front. Just as he spoke, he felt the bus slow down, they had arrived.
"We're here," Jimmy replied and hopped out of the bus. He quickly made his way around to the back and flung the doors open, just as a male doctor ran out of the emergency doors and ran over to them.
"I'm Dr. Carson, what've we got here?" The older doctor asked.
Meanwhile…
Mikey hopped off of the examination table and swiftly left the room. The doctor had said that the burns weren't too bad and that he just needed to apply some cream on them for a few weeks. He clutched the large bottle of lotion in his hand as passed the doctor without as much as a glance. Kim, who had stayed with him, trailed behind.
Mikey and Kim spotted Alex; she was talking on a payphone. As they neared her, she hung up and turned to them. "I just phoned both of them, they are on their way." She said wearily, she didn't have to say who she was referring to, they already knew.
Mikey was just about to say something to them but stopped when the emergency doors ahead of them were suddenly flung open. Doc, Carlos and Jimmy rushed in with Bosco and an older doctor who Kim and Alex had only seen a few times.
It took all of Kim and Alex's strength to hold back Mikey, who was making frantic attempts to get to his brother. They watched as Doc yelled out information to the medical team that had rushed forward.
Yokas Residence, Earlier
Faith groaned as her phone rang. Fred, who was closer to the phone that rested on their nightstand, answered it groggily. "It's for you," He said, "Someone named Alex Taylor."
Faith nodded and took the phone from him sleepily. "Alex? What is it??" She asked, feeling an uneasiness settle in the pit of her stomach.
Fred watched as his wife's face was suddenly drained of its color.
Faith nodded and croaked, "I'm on my way" before hanging up quickly. She stood up and turned on her bedroom light. She quickly started to get dressed while Fred looked at her with a bewildered expression.
Faith looked at her husband and opened her mouth to say something; all that came out was a rasping noise. Instead, a few tears slipped down her cheeks.
Fred noticed his wife's tears and practically leapt out of bed as rushed towards her. "Baby, what's wrong??" He asked, more confused than ever.
"Bosco...he was just in a car accident...his brother, Mikey, got him out...b-but he's in pretty rough shape..." She sobbed, unable to believe it. Her partner ran into danger with guns blazing, he was supposed to die an old man or, at least a hero on the job. A car accident was not supposed to be his way out.
Fred rubbed Faith's back for a few minutes before she finally pulled away. "I'm going to go and pick up Rose, Alex told me that she had completely broken down on the phone and I don't think she should be driving..." Faith's voice trailed away into silence.
Fred nodded and said, "Go, I'll explain what happened to the kids, be careful when you're driving."
Faith gave him a watery smile and turned to leave when he called her name. She turned around and looked at him, he then said;
"I'll be praying for him"
TBC
Alright, that's the fixed up version of chapter two- now go and check out chapter three!
xO, Ashley (sUnKisSt)