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: Here's edited chapter seven, I added a little bit to this one, but not very much…if you've read this story before, try and guess what part I've added, in a review, if it's a logged in review, I'll reply back and let you know if you're right!
Brotherly Love
Chapter Seven: Gotcha
Sully slowed the RMP as he and Davis drove down Holland Street. Traffic for the bucket boys had taken an extremely long time and they had high tailed it down here as soon as they could get away. Both were eager to find the bastard who put Bos in the hospital.
"Sully, check it out!" Davis said, his voice rising as he pointed to a small red bricked house. Its shutters were falling off and the bay window was smudged with dirt. The lawn had obviously not been cut for ages. Right in the driveway, parked in the open, was a black SUV with the license plate AUGT 636.
Sully pulled into the driveway and both he and Davis got out of the car. As they walked up the driveway, both of them noticed the dent in the truck that Melissa had told them about.
"This is definitely the truck that Melissa described to us." Sully murmured, just as a man came flying out the front door.
"I didn't m-mean to hit him officers! It-it was an accident!! I j-just had one to many b-beers is all! I'm so s-sorry!" The man cried, breaking down into tears as he fell to his knees before their feet.
Sully grabbed the man roughly by the back of his sweater and hauled him up. He threw him up against the car with distaste and immediately cuffed him while Davis read him his rights.
After Davis was through, Sully shoved him into the RMP and growled, "What's your name?"
"Vince Bruzze." The man whimpered.
"Do you confess to the hit and run that took place earlier this morning?"
Vince nodded his head energetically.
"You're lucky you know, the man you hit was a cop and if he had died you would be in a lot more trouble then you're already in." Davis stated as he and Sully got back into the RMP.
Vince's eyes widened considerably at Davis' words. "We better phone Faith and let her know that we got him."
"I'll phone her the minute we get to the precinct." Sully replied calmly, he kept on shooting glares back at Vince as he drove.
Angel Of Mercy
"Hey Steve its Faith Yokas, you know my husband Fred?" Faith spoke into the receiver.
"Hello Faith! How are you? How are Fred and the kids?" Steve replied enthusiastically.
"Fred and the kids are doing great Steve." Faith said with a chuckle and continued to say, "Listen, I need you to do me a favor…"
"Ask away." Steve said, his voice rising with curiosity.
Elsewhere
Mikey leaned up against the doorway of his brother's room and watched his mom talk to Mo quietly. He was waiting for Faith to come back and tell him what Steve said.
I hope that we can get him a new car. I don't know how we're going to afford it though…Mikey thought to himself with a slight frown. Even with all the donating it would still cost a bundle.
Just then, Mikey noticed Faith hurrying towards him down the hallway. He quickly walked away from his brother's room. "So, what'd he say?" He asked eagerly.
"He's got nearly the same exact car as Bosco's, except it's a darker shade of blue." Faith replied.
"Great!" Mikey exclaimed happily.
"Mikey, I'm sure you know that a car like that will cost a pretty penny. Steve is going to give us a discount but it's still going to cost us. We're going to have to get a lot of people to donate if we want to get this car for Bosco for Christmas." Faith sighed.
"I'll go to ma's bar right now and tell people what we're doing, I'm sure that some of them will donate some cash, especially the regulars." Mikey said, he was firmly set on getting this car for his brother.
Faith nodded and said, "I'll head over to the precinct right now and tell our lieutenant our idea. I'm sure the guys there would love to donate."
Mikey nodded and went into his brother's room to tell him that he'd be back later, that he had some errands to run. Before he left he pulled Rose aside and told them his and Faith's plan.
About fifteen minutes after Mikey left, Faith was just about to leave as well when her cell phone rang…she had totally forgotten that she had it on her.
"Hello?"
"Faith, good news…me and Davis caught the bastard that hit Bosco…he's telling the guys what happened as we speak. How's he doing?" Sully asked, his voice tinged with worry.
"He's awake! The doctor said that he should be fine now. Thank-you so much for helping me Sully, I appreciate it. Listen, I'm heading down to the precinct right now okay?" Faith replied.
"Sure, but why are you coming down? Shouldn't you be staying with Bosco?" Sully asked curiously.
"I'll tell you when I get there…listen; my minutes on my phone are dying out. I'll be there soon." Faith said mysteriously before hanging up her cell.
Bosco had been sleeping while Faith was on the phone and Rose was looking at her anxiously.
"They caught him Rose, they caught him!" Faith whispered joyfully.
"Thank god…" Rose murmured with relief.
"Listen, I'm heading down to the precinct right now, to explain our idea to John Sullivan. Tell Maurice that I just went down to see the man that hit him." Faith said quickly.
Rose nodded and Faith hugged her gently, kissed Bosco on the forehead and left the room.
Rose's Bar
Mikey had just finished explaining what had happened with his big brother. Surprisingly, the bar was full for the afternoon and many people seemed touched by the story they had just been told.
Mikey put out a collection bucket, grabbed a beer and sat down. He took a swig of his drink while he watched the people around him stare at the big bucket before them. It was as if they were debating whether or not to put money in and how much they should donate if they did.
Finally, Melissa walked up to the bucket and dropped in 40$. She then walked away and served a man a beer.
Mikey himself had already put in 80$ and would put more in later when he got some more money. He had explained to the customers that he had a deadline to meet and he was growing impatient just sitting there and watching everyone stare at the bucket. Just as his patience was wearing thin, a few men went up and dropped in some money as well. Soon, the whole bar was moving towards the bucket.
Mikey kept a watchful eye on everyone to make sure that no one stole any money. He wasn't sure if it was whether the guy was just drunk, crazy or generous, but a middle aged man with blonde hair walked up to the bucket and emptied his entire wallet…minus credit cards and some baby pictures of what were probably his children.
Melissa sat down beside Mikey and said, "What you are doing for your brother is very kind. You sure did a 360 in the span of a day. I'll be putting in more money later, good luck." She got up as if to walk away when Mikey suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"I'm sorry for snapping at you last night." He muttered.
The young blonde grinned and said, "Hey, its okay."
"Um, maybe we could go and grab a drink sometime?" He asked shyly, never before had he realized how pretty Melissa was.
"I'd like that, call me sometime." Melissa smiled. She wrote down her phone number and gave it to him before she left to serve another customer.
Mikey grinned broadly, feeling like he felt when he had gotten his first mood ring eons ago.
55 Precinct
Faith glared at the cowering man in the holding cell. She had just gotten to the precinct, and had marched up here the moment she knew where the perp was.
"You almost killed my partner!" She yelled furiously through the bars.
The man whimpered piteously, afraid of the towering blonde officer.
Faith gripped the bars tightly and continued to yell, "You're damn lucky that you're locked up and that it wasn't me who found you…"
"I'm s-sorry!" The man wailed, "Please…t-tell him it w-was an acc-accident!"
Faith laughed and replied, "My partner isn't one to accept apologies, especially when it comes from a man that nearly got him blown up…you better hope you are safe in lock up for the next couple of years, because when my partner gets out of the hospital, he'll kill you himself!"
The man turned considerably paler, and Faith left him panicking in his cell. Bastard…I don't care how sorry he is!
Faith looked around for Sully and Davis, before finally finding them in the locker room. After a few cheerful hellos (which helped calm the female officer down slightly), she explained her idea to her co-workers.
"It's going to be hard to come up with that kind of mullah, Faith." Davis frowned after Faith finished talking..
"We can do it." She replied, determined.
"Alright, well you get back to the hospital and we'll talk to Lieu about it. Maybe he can help us out with the donating part." Sully sighed; he hoped this idea of Faith's worked.
Faith nodded and smiled, "Will you guys be dropping by later?"
Davis grinned, "Hell yeah!"
"Great, I'm sure Bos is getting sick of me and his mother. Mikey is the only guy that's been around lately…I'm sure he's going crazy!" Faith called over her shoulder before leaving the room swiftly.
Sully and Davis glanced at each other before going to find Swersky.
TBC