I want to extend a thank you to everyone for their kind comments about this
story. I really appreciate hearing from all of you. It is my greatest
hope that you will stay with this story after this chapter. I am certain
that this is where all the negative reviews will start flooding in. The
chapter deals more with Bosco's other girl. Faith. Chapter 6 will continue
with Mia and her life.
I want to apologize for taking so long in finishing and posting this chapter. It was terribly hard for me to write. Not to mention real life got in the way as well! This story has been torturing me for months and I now have the courage and need to finish it.
WARNING: Character Death.
Bosco's Girl
Chapter 5- The end of an Era
Bosco smiled to himself as he made his way to the coffee machine. Maloney and Duek they were excellent cops some of the finest that they had at the 55th. They were also a lot like he and Faith had been when her maternity leave ended, and she had come back to work. They could not keep their hands off one another, to the point that Swersky did threaten to put Bosco on midnights. When he arrived in the staff room he found the empty coffeepot on the burner this was one of a few things that really aggravated him. He would have to make up another memo to the staff. Tonight however he was fighting memories. He quietly made a new pot then sat on the sofa and waited for it to brew.
"Desk duty," Faith complained as they entered the station for their shift. "I was on the desk for five months!"
Bosco smiled and reached for her hand. It made him very happy that she was still on the desk. He would not have to worry about her as much knowing she was at the house. He was already worried enough about Mia. They had asked Faith's mother if she would watch the baby, and Bos was not sure that it was the ideal situation. Faith was not either, but they were determined that she was not going to be a daycare kid.
It was his first full day as Ty's partner. Swersky still had not separated he and Faith, but Bos was sure that it was just a matter of time. The change room was buzzing with the usual chatter that stopped when Bos and Faith came into the room.
"What?" Bos asked and looked over at Faith and said, "I don't think they remember who you are!"
As expected Faith cuffed him across his shoulder, let go of his hand and made her way to her locker.
The chatter started up again and Bosco kept an eye on Faith as she changed. She was discussing something with Ty that was apparently quite humorous. Sargent Haiste stuck his head in the door and called them all to roll call before Bosco realized that he did not even have his jacket off yet.
"Damn!" He cursed and scrambled out of his clothes.
"Comin' Bos?" Faith asked as she made her way over to his locker. "Why are you not changed?" She lifted her eyebrow at him "need some help?"
"No," Bos growled, and he hurriedly changed and they ran to roll call together.
They received a severe teasing from everyone when they came into the room late and out of breath. Bosco and Davis set out for their shift while Faith dragged her feet to the front desk. Bos knew how she felt; he would have hated to be stuck on the desk for 5 months, and then for another two. All that he had to do though was to think about baby Mia and he knew it was worth it, he just hoped that Faith felt that way too.
By the end of her first week back, Faith was virtually unbearable. She hated working the desk, and was constantly begging Swersky to put her back on patrol. Bosco was frustrated as well but he was more concerned with their daughter than where Faith was working. He had hesitations about letting Mrs. Mitchell watch the baby, and he was not comfortable with leaving her with her grandmother. His concerns were not with his mother-in- law, but in her husband. The man had always made Bos uncomfortable and he suspected that Faith felt the same way.
An answer to their problem came in the form of Sergeant Swersky. His wife had just retired from 32 years of teaching, and was bored at home. She offered to baby-sit Mia in the evenings for a very reasonable rate. The change was made and Bosco felt much better.
Sully came over to baby-sit on Mia's eight-week birthday. Faith and Bosco had gotten the all clear from the doctor so they planned a romantic evening. They headed out for a very nice dinner, but found that they were so tired from working and from looking after the baby, that they went home directly afterward. Sully had been surprised, but they asked him to stay so that they could have a short nap before taking over their Mia duties. They awoke the next morning completely refreshed. Sully had stayed the entire night taking care of the baby while they slept.
Before he knew it, Faith's eight weeks on desk duty were up. Now he had to worry about her on the street. Swersky had finally called them into his office and asked if they wanted to remain partners or if they felt that it would be safer to work apart.
Giving up Faith as his partner was the hardest thing that he ever did. They had talked about it almost constantly at home and decided that he would continue to work with Ty and that Faith would work with one of the new recruits. They had tossed around the idea of Faith taking the Sergeants test, but the eight weeks that she had spent on the desk had been enough to convince them both that she needed to be on patrol.
Faiths new partner was a young hot head. Bosco hated him right from the start. Partially because he was working with Faith, and partly because the kid was reckless. On nearly every call that 55 David responded to Charlie was backing them up. Bosco could not explain it but he felt the need to watch Faith, be there to protect her. He could hardly wait until the end of each shift when he and his wife could go home together, see their baby, eat a quick dinner, make love, and then fall into a contented sleep in each other's arms.
Four weeks after Faith started working with her new partner she got the flu. She dragged for days, ignoring Bosco's pleas for her to take it easy, to take some time off. When she did not seem to be getting any, better he escorted her to the doctor who informed them that they were going to become parents again. They were thrilled that Mia would be getting a sibling, but it also put Faith into a black mood. She would be confined to the desk again, and logically with two babies she would either not be able to return to work, or she would take the test and have a desk job for the remainder of her career.
The first thing that they needed to do was to tell Swersky. They arrived early for their shift, cornered the Lieutenant then waited for him in his office. The first thing that Bosco's eyes came to rest on was a framed picture of Mia. The Swersky's had all but adopted the baby as their pseudo granddaughter. Bosco felt a smile creep onto his face as he looked at the picture. Spontaneously he turned to Faith and pulled her into a kiss.
"So," came Swersky's voice from behind them, startling them. "Lieu," Bosco said, his face still a little flushed. "We have something we need to talk to you about." "You want to work together again?" Swersky guessed. "She's the only one that I really want to work with," Bosco said, "but that's not what we need to talk about." "I need you to work together again," the Lieutenant continued. "This idiot who is out there terrorizing those old folks. I need the Boscorelli/Mitchell partnership to be out on the streets. for a few weeks at least."
"We can't," Faith said "Lieu, I am pregnant again. I."
Bosco put his hand on the small of her back encouragingly. He knew how hard this was for her. He knew how much she hated being stuck on the desk. He could not blame her. He would go insane himself if he had to spend months at a time listening to those jagoffs who came in to report minor accidents. It took a special person to be able to handle that job. That person was not him, and it was not his wife. "I need to be put back on the desk," Faith finished quickly.
"I see," Swersky said looking at them both evenly. "Congratulations. It will be wonderful for Mia. I'm happy for you both."
"But." Bosco prompted, steeling himself.
"Faith, I will put you back on the desk. but I need you right now. I need you to work with Bosco at least until the end of the week. We really need to get this jagoff off the streets. Will you be able to do that?" The Lieutenant asked
"No," Bosco nearly yelled. "She can't do that! She needs to be on a desk and looking after herself. I don't want her out on the streets, I want her to be safe!"
"Bos," Faith's soft voice floated over to him. "There is no one I am safer with than you. They need us. They need Boscorelli and Mitchell. It is just until the end of the week."
Bosco closed his eyes. He knew that he could never say no to her when she used that tone. Her mind was made up, and nothing short of divine intervention would change it. He took a deep breath "Boscorelli and Boscorelli, not Boscorelli and Mitchell."
He was rewarded with a quick kiss from his wife. He turned his attention to their superior officer. "Just until the end of the week right?"
"I give you my word," Swersky said "after all she's giving me another grandchild right?"
They fell back into their old routine very quickly. Bosco spent as much time as he could parked under the bridge. He was trying his very best to protect her much to her chagrin.
Bosco took a long shuddery breath. Why on earth was he doing this to himself? He was helpless to stop the memories from coming. He felt his eyes well up, and he fumbled for some Kleenex. He abandoned the coffeepot and quickly made his way back to his office. He closed and locked the door then sat on the couch with his head in his hands.
It was Thursday. They only had one more day to go and the week would be over. Bosco breathed a sigh of relief as the time drifted closer to eleven.
"10-13, there is a 10-13 on King and Lexington, an officer is down with shots fired."
"55-David responding, King and Lexington" Faith shouted into her radio as Bosco slammed his foot onto the accelerator. The call was coming from 55- Charlie's sector, Ty's.
They arrived at the location in less than 2 minutes. Faith was out of the car and running toward the police officer on the ground. It was the young punk that she had been partnered with.
"Faith!" Bosco screamed as he took off after her. His heart was in his throat. It was not like her to be so careless, running into a potentially dangerous situation like that, but he was about to do exactly the same thing. He felt an arm catch him on his chest, effectively knocking him down.
"Bos, get the hell down!" Ty yelled in his ear as he crouched next to where Bosco lay gasping for air.
"Faith!" was all Bos could yell as he scrambled to his feet. He stumbled as he retrieved his gun, which had fallen when Ty knocked him down. He righted himself and ran two more steps before the world started moving in slow motion.
Bosco watched, helpless, as a man seemingly appeared out of the darkness and had a gun aimed directly at Faith. It took forever for the man to pull the trigger, for Faith to look over at Bosco, her mouth opening to yell something, before she fell in a heap across her partner's chest.
Bosco reacted. He aimed his gun at the perp and emptied it into the body of the man who had shot his wife. He then turned toward Faith. He stumbled over to her and pulled her into his lap. There was blood everywhere. Bosco instantly recognized that she had been shot in the head. He knew that she was dead but it did not stop him from trying CPR. It did not stop him from trying to breathe for her. It was useless, and he knew it. She was gone. The love of his life, the light of his life for almost 15 years was gone.
Bosco curled himself into the fetal position on his couch, and started to cry. Sobs wracked his body. He felt the pain of losing her as sharply as he had on that terrible night. His wife was gone, his unborn baby was gone, he cried for them. He cried for Mia, who had grown up without knowing her birth mother. He cried for himself. He cried until he heaved and threw up all over the floor of his office. He cried until he fell asleep still in the fetal position on couch. Then he slept, dreamlessly.
I want to apologize for taking so long in finishing and posting this chapter. It was terribly hard for me to write. Not to mention real life got in the way as well! This story has been torturing me for months and I now have the courage and need to finish it.
WARNING: Character Death.
Bosco's Girl
Chapter 5- The end of an Era
Bosco smiled to himself as he made his way to the coffee machine. Maloney and Duek they were excellent cops some of the finest that they had at the 55th. They were also a lot like he and Faith had been when her maternity leave ended, and she had come back to work. They could not keep their hands off one another, to the point that Swersky did threaten to put Bosco on midnights. When he arrived in the staff room he found the empty coffeepot on the burner this was one of a few things that really aggravated him. He would have to make up another memo to the staff. Tonight however he was fighting memories. He quietly made a new pot then sat on the sofa and waited for it to brew.
"Desk duty," Faith complained as they entered the station for their shift. "I was on the desk for five months!"
Bosco smiled and reached for her hand. It made him very happy that she was still on the desk. He would not have to worry about her as much knowing she was at the house. He was already worried enough about Mia. They had asked Faith's mother if she would watch the baby, and Bos was not sure that it was the ideal situation. Faith was not either, but they were determined that she was not going to be a daycare kid.
It was his first full day as Ty's partner. Swersky still had not separated he and Faith, but Bos was sure that it was just a matter of time. The change room was buzzing with the usual chatter that stopped when Bos and Faith came into the room.
"What?" Bos asked and looked over at Faith and said, "I don't think they remember who you are!"
As expected Faith cuffed him across his shoulder, let go of his hand and made her way to her locker.
The chatter started up again and Bosco kept an eye on Faith as she changed. She was discussing something with Ty that was apparently quite humorous. Sargent Haiste stuck his head in the door and called them all to roll call before Bosco realized that he did not even have his jacket off yet.
"Damn!" He cursed and scrambled out of his clothes.
"Comin' Bos?" Faith asked as she made her way over to his locker. "Why are you not changed?" She lifted her eyebrow at him "need some help?"
"No," Bos growled, and he hurriedly changed and they ran to roll call together.
They received a severe teasing from everyone when they came into the room late and out of breath. Bosco and Davis set out for their shift while Faith dragged her feet to the front desk. Bos knew how she felt; he would have hated to be stuck on the desk for 5 months, and then for another two. All that he had to do though was to think about baby Mia and he knew it was worth it, he just hoped that Faith felt that way too.
By the end of her first week back, Faith was virtually unbearable. She hated working the desk, and was constantly begging Swersky to put her back on patrol. Bosco was frustrated as well but he was more concerned with their daughter than where Faith was working. He had hesitations about letting Mrs. Mitchell watch the baby, and he was not comfortable with leaving her with her grandmother. His concerns were not with his mother-in- law, but in her husband. The man had always made Bos uncomfortable and he suspected that Faith felt the same way.
An answer to their problem came in the form of Sergeant Swersky. His wife had just retired from 32 years of teaching, and was bored at home. She offered to baby-sit Mia in the evenings for a very reasonable rate. The change was made and Bosco felt much better.
Sully came over to baby-sit on Mia's eight-week birthday. Faith and Bosco had gotten the all clear from the doctor so they planned a romantic evening. They headed out for a very nice dinner, but found that they were so tired from working and from looking after the baby, that they went home directly afterward. Sully had been surprised, but they asked him to stay so that they could have a short nap before taking over their Mia duties. They awoke the next morning completely refreshed. Sully had stayed the entire night taking care of the baby while they slept.
Before he knew it, Faith's eight weeks on desk duty were up. Now he had to worry about her on the street. Swersky had finally called them into his office and asked if they wanted to remain partners or if they felt that it would be safer to work apart.
Giving up Faith as his partner was the hardest thing that he ever did. They had talked about it almost constantly at home and decided that he would continue to work with Ty and that Faith would work with one of the new recruits. They had tossed around the idea of Faith taking the Sergeants test, but the eight weeks that she had spent on the desk had been enough to convince them both that she needed to be on patrol.
Faiths new partner was a young hot head. Bosco hated him right from the start. Partially because he was working with Faith, and partly because the kid was reckless. On nearly every call that 55 David responded to Charlie was backing them up. Bosco could not explain it but he felt the need to watch Faith, be there to protect her. He could hardly wait until the end of each shift when he and his wife could go home together, see their baby, eat a quick dinner, make love, and then fall into a contented sleep in each other's arms.
Four weeks after Faith started working with her new partner she got the flu. She dragged for days, ignoring Bosco's pleas for her to take it easy, to take some time off. When she did not seem to be getting any, better he escorted her to the doctor who informed them that they were going to become parents again. They were thrilled that Mia would be getting a sibling, but it also put Faith into a black mood. She would be confined to the desk again, and logically with two babies she would either not be able to return to work, or she would take the test and have a desk job for the remainder of her career.
The first thing that they needed to do was to tell Swersky. They arrived early for their shift, cornered the Lieutenant then waited for him in his office. The first thing that Bosco's eyes came to rest on was a framed picture of Mia. The Swersky's had all but adopted the baby as their pseudo granddaughter. Bosco felt a smile creep onto his face as he looked at the picture. Spontaneously he turned to Faith and pulled her into a kiss.
"So," came Swersky's voice from behind them, startling them. "Lieu," Bosco said, his face still a little flushed. "We have something we need to talk to you about." "You want to work together again?" Swersky guessed. "She's the only one that I really want to work with," Bosco said, "but that's not what we need to talk about." "I need you to work together again," the Lieutenant continued. "This idiot who is out there terrorizing those old folks. I need the Boscorelli/Mitchell partnership to be out on the streets. for a few weeks at least."
"We can't," Faith said "Lieu, I am pregnant again. I."
Bosco put his hand on the small of her back encouragingly. He knew how hard this was for her. He knew how much she hated being stuck on the desk. He could not blame her. He would go insane himself if he had to spend months at a time listening to those jagoffs who came in to report minor accidents. It took a special person to be able to handle that job. That person was not him, and it was not his wife. "I need to be put back on the desk," Faith finished quickly.
"I see," Swersky said looking at them both evenly. "Congratulations. It will be wonderful for Mia. I'm happy for you both."
"But." Bosco prompted, steeling himself.
"Faith, I will put you back on the desk. but I need you right now. I need you to work with Bosco at least until the end of the week. We really need to get this jagoff off the streets. Will you be able to do that?" The Lieutenant asked
"No," Bosco nearly yelled. "She can't do that! She needs to be on a desk and looking after herself. I don't want her out on the streets, I want her to be safe!"
"Bos," Faith's soft voice floated over to him. "There is no one I am safer with than you. They need us. They need Boscorelli and Mitchell. It is just until the end of the week."
Bosco closed his eyes. He knew that he could never say no to her when she used that tone. Her mind was made up, and nothing short of divine intervention would change it. He took a deep breath "Boscorelli and Boscorelli, not Boscorelli and Mitchell."
He was rewarded with a quick kiss from his wife. He turned his attention to their superior officer. "Just until the end of the week right?"
"I give you my word," Swersky said "after all she's giving me another grandchild right?"
They fell back into their old routine very quickly. Bosco spent as much time as he could parked under the bridge. He was trying his very best to protect her much to her chagrin.
Bosco took a long shuddery breath. Why on earth was he doing this to himself? He was helpless to stop the memories from coming. He felt his eyes well up, and he fumbled for some Kleenex. He abandoned the coffeepot and quickly made his way back to his office. He closed and locked the door then sat on the couch with his head in his hands.
It was Thursday. They only had one more day to go and the week would be over. Bosco breathed a sigh of relief as the time drifted closer to eleven.
"10-13, there is a 10-13 on King and Lexington, an officer is down with shots fired."
"55-David responding, King and Lexington" Faith shouted into her radio as Bosco slammed his foot onto the accelerator. The call was coming from 55- Charlie's sector, Ty's.
They arrived at the location in less than 2 minutes. Faith was out of the car and running toward the police officer on the ground. It was the young punk that she had been partnered with.
"Faith!" Bosco screamed as he took off after her. His heart was in his throat. It was not like her to be so careless, running into a potentially dangerous situation like that, but he was about to do exactly the same thing. He felt an arm catch him on his chest, effectively knocking him down.
"Bos, get the hell down!" Ty yelled in his ear as he crouched next to where Bosco lay gasping for air.
"Faith!" was all Bos could yell as he scrambled to his feet. He stumbled as he retrieved his gun, which had fallen when Ty knocked him down. He righted himself and ran two more steps before the world started moving in slow motion.
Bosco watched, helpless, as a man seemingly appeared out of the darkness and had a gun aimed directly at Faith. It took forever for the man to pull the trigger, for Faith to look over at Bosco, her mouth opening to yell something, before she fell in a heap across her partner's chest.
Bosco reacted. He aimed his gun at the perp and emptied it into the body of the man who had shot his wife. He then turned toward Faith. He stumbled over to her and pulled her into his lap. There was blood everywhere. Bosco instantly recognized that she had been shot in the head. He knew that she was dead but it did not stop him from trying CPR. It did not stop him from trying to breathe for her. It was useless, and he knew it. She was gone. The love of his life, the light of his life for almost 15 years was gone.
Bosco curled himself into the fetal position on his couch, and started to cry. Sobs wracked his body. He felt the pain of losing her as sharply as he had on that terrible night. His wife was gone, his unborn baby was gone, he cried for them. He cried for Mia, who had grown up without knowing her birth mother. He cried for himself. He cried until he heaved and threw up all over the floor of his office. He cried until he fell asleep still in the fetal position on couch. Then he slept, dreamlessly.