Thank you once again for all the kind words that everyone has said. I
really appreciate every response that I get. For those of you who want to
know who Bosco's new wife is. keep reading! It was originally going to be
Alex but well, we all know what happened there! Ok, here is Chapter 7, I
am half way to the end!
Bosco's Girl
Chapter 7 - Sarge
He wanted to stop. This was taking so much out of him, but he knew that stopping himself at this point was virtually impossible. Bosco stood back up and walked over to the window. He pulled the blind and looked out over the parking lot and the street. He watched as a fire engine pulled out of the building across the street. It looked serious.
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It was time. He had to go back to work. They were not pressuring him to go, not by any stretch of the imagination. He needed to fill his head with work and not let it keep drifting back to Faith. Bosco had decided the evening that Faith had died that he was not going to be a beat cop anymore. He had been studying to take the Sergeants test. Kim had been helping him with the questions.
She had been a tremendous help; Bosco did not know how he would have ever managed the last month without her help. Once, years ago, he had entertained the thought of trying to start a relationship with Kim. No, at that point in his life he was not looking for a relationship, more like a fresh face for some 'fun and games'. It never happened. She was hung up on Jimmy, her ex husband, and Bosco was smitten with Faith although she was not aware of this at that time. Kim had been stopping by at least once a day to see how he was doing, bringing frozen meals to Bosco and helping out, both around the house and with his studying.
It was the day of the test, and Kim had just left. They had been doing some last minute cramming, but Bosco was more than ready for the examination. He struggled to get Mia dressed in something other than a onzie, packed her diaper bag and drove her over to the Swersky's.
It was the first time that Bosco had left his daughter since the incident. He was anxious about leaving his baby, so much so that Mrs. Swersky offered to call her husband and tell him that Bosco would not be in that day. Bosco declined, kissed Mia then quickly left the house. He sat in his mini van on the driveway shaking for a few minutes before he put the vehicle into reverse and started on his way to the station and to his test.
"Officers, you may start," the examiner said. Bosco turned his paper over and automatically wrote his name on the top right hand corner. He looked at the questions and felt his mind go blank. Why on earth did he think that he had a hope in passing this? Was he insane? He was not meant to sit behind a desk, he was supposed to be out catching the skels. An image of Maria flashed through his mind. He took a deep breath and glanced over the questions again. He needed to do this. He had no choice in the matter. He could not put himself in danger anymore. Mia deserved to grow up with at least one of her parents looking after her.
"So?" Kim asked when she called him later that night. "How did it go?" "Ok," Bosco said as he balanced the telephone, Mia and her bedtime snack. "Just Ok?" she pressed. "Come on Bosco, what happened?"
"I kinda blanked at first," he said setting the bowl of mushy food down on the table and proceeded to strap Mia into her highchair. "But then I looked at the questions and started with the easiest ones like you had suggested. I think I did ok." "Ok, enough that I can start calling you Sarge?" Her voice tinkled over the telephone lines. "I don't want to jinx it Kim," he said with a smile, sliding the tray into place and tossing a few Cheerio's for Mia to nibble on. "But I think so." "When will you know for sure?" "Next week," he answered as he dipped Mia's spoon into the mush. "Until then I'm on the desk."
"Bos, are you going to be able to do this?" She asked after a moment of silence. "Do what?" He asked trying to pull the bowl away from his daughter who had one hand in the sticky banana flavored mush. "Sit at a desk all day long," Kim finished. "I mean, Bos," "I know," he said quietly. "It isn't me, but I will do what I need to. I have Mia to think about now, and she needs me to have a desk job. I will not let her lose another parent to the streets. Damn!"
While he had been talking, Maria had managed to get a fistful of the yellow banana puree and had flung it at he father hitting him full in the face. Her fist was again in the bowl, which tipped and fell onto the floor.
"Kim, I gotta go," Bosco said quickly and ended the call as he surveyed the mess on the floor, and on his favorite green shirt.
"Mia, why did you do that?" He asked the infant who looked up at him with her very familiar blue/gray eyes, stuck her fingers in her mouth and gave him the most charming grin he could have ever imagined. He felt his heart swell. He lifted his daughter out of her seat and held her close squashing the rest of the banana into the front of her purple sleepers. She put her little blonde head down on his shoulder, nuzzled her nose into his neck and fell asleep.
Three days later he got his test results in the mail. He picked up the telephone and dialed the now familiar number. He got the machine. "Kim, come on pick up!" He said impatiently "Kim!! Ok, you asked for it, I'm calling your cell." He hung up quickly then dialed her cell number just as quickly as he had her home telephone number. "Hello?" "Kimmy it's Bos. Where are you?" "Outside your back door," she answered with a little laugh. "Open up will you?" Bosco quickly moved to the door and sure enough, there she was taking the final steps across the porch. "They came."
"Who did?" Kim asked as she searched Bosco's face.
"The test results."
"And?"
"I'm afraid to open them". He said and handed her the brown envelope. "Kim can you do it for me?"
"Bosco, sometimes," she smiled and ripped into the envelope. She studied the paper carefully.
"Well?" Bosco demanded a few seconds later. He watched as her lips curved up into a delicate smile and then a grin.
"Congratulations Sergeant Boscorelli!" She nearly yelled as she threw herself into his arms.
"Really?" He asked squeezing her back then pulling away to take the letter from her hands. He read it to himself three times before he completely believed what he was reading. "I couldn't have done it without you Kimmy!" he said, a huge grin on his face.
"I'm so proud of you Bosco!" Kim said, 'but I knew you could do it."
"Kim?" Bos asked quietly. "Can you watch Mia for about an hour? There is someone else that I need to go tell."
"Tell her I love her," Kim nodded as she looked into Bosco's eyes.
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Lieutenant Boscorelli turned from the window and glanced around the room. He needed some air, but knew that he was in too dangerous a neighborhood to go for a walk this time of the night. Instead he climbed the stairs and opened the door onto the roof. It was a beautiful night; so clear that he could almost, if he used his imagination, see the stars. He slowly made his way over to the plastic lawn furniture that was nearby and sat down on one chair, while he propped his feet up onto another.
Bosco's Girl
Chapter 7 - Sarge
He wanted to stop. This was taking so much out of him, but he knew that stopping himself at this point was virtually impossible. Bosco stood back up and walked over to the window. He pulled the blind and looked out over the parking lot and the street. He watched as a fire engine pulled out of the building across the street. It looked serious.
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It was time. He had to go back to work. They were not pressuring him to go, not by any stretch of the imagination. He needed to fill his head with work and not let it keep drifting back to Faith. Bosco had decided the evening that Faith had died that he was not going to be a beat cop anymore. He had been studying to take the Sergeants test. Kim had been helping him with the questions.
She had been a tremendous help; Bosco did not know how he would have ever managed the last month without her help. Once, years ago, he had entertained the thought of trying to start a relationship with Kim. No, at that point in his life he was not looking for a relationship, more like a fresh face for some 'fun and games'. It never happened. She was hung up on Jimmy, her ex husband, and Bosco was smitten with Faith although she was not aware of this at that time. Kim had been stopping by at least once a day to see how he was doing, bringing frozen meals to Bosco and helping out, both around the house and with his studying.
It was the day of the test, and Kim had just left. They had been doing some last minute cramming, but Bosco was more than ready for the examination. He struggled to get Mia dressed in something other than a onzie, packed her diaper bag and drove her over to the Swersky's.
It was the first time that Bosco had left his daughter since the incident. He was anxious about leaving his baby, so much so that Mrs. Swersky offered to call her husband and tell him that Bosco would not be in that day. Bosco declined, kissed Mia then quickly left the house. He sat in his mini van on the driveway shaking for a few minutes before he put the vehicle into reverse and started on his way to the station and to his test.
"Officers, you may start," the examiner said. Bosco turned his paper over and automatically wrote his name on the top right hand corner. He looked at the questions and felt his mind go blank. Why on earth did he think that he had a hope in passing this? Was he insane? He was not meant to sit behind a desk, he was supposed to be out catching the skels. An image of Maria flashed through his mind. He took a deep breath and glanced over the questions again. He needed to do this. He had no choice in the matter. He could not put himself in danger anymore. Mia deserved to grow up with at least one of her parents looking after her.
"So?" Kim asked when she called him later that night. "How did it go?" "Ok," Bosco said as he balanced the telephone, Mia and her bedtime snack. "Just Ok?" she pressed. "Come on Bosco, what happened?"
"I kinda blanked at first," he said setting the bowl of mushy food down on the table and proceeded to strap Mia into her highchair. "But then I looked at the questions and started with the easiest ones like you had suggested. I think I did ok." "Ok, enough that I can start calling you Sarge?" Her voice tinkled over the telephone lines. "I don't want to jinx it Kim," he said with a smile, sliding the tray into place and tossing a few Cheerio's for Mia to nibble on. "But I think so." "When will you know for sure?" "Next week," he answered as he dipped Mia's spoon into the mush. "Until then I'm on the desk."
"Bos, are you going to be able to do this?" She asked after a moment of silence. "Do what?" He asked trying to pull the bowl away from his daughter who had one hand in the sticky banana flavored mush. "Sit at a desk all day long," Kim finished. "I mean, Bos," "I know," he said quietly. "It isn't me, but I will do what I need to. I have Mia to think about now, and she needs me to have a desk job. I will not let her lose another parent to the streets. Damn!"
While he had been talking, Maria had managed to get a fistful of the yellow banana puree and had flung it at he father hitting him full in the face. Her fist was again in the bowl, which tipped and fell onto the floor.
"Kim, I gotta go," Bosco said quickly and ended the call as he surveyed the mess on the floor, and on his favorite green shirt.
"Mia, why did you do that?" He asked the infant who looked up at him with her very familiar blue/gray eyes, stuck her fingers in her mouth and gave him the most charming grin he could have ever imagined. He felt his heart swell. He lifted his daughter out of her seat and held her close squashing the rest of the banana into the front of her purple sleepers. She put her little blonde head down on his shoulder, nuzzled her nose into his neck and fell asleep.
Three days later he got his test results in the mail. He picked up the telephone and dialed the now familiar number. He got the machine. "Kim, come on pick up!" He said impatiently "Kim!! Ok, you asked for it, I'm calling your cell." He hung up quickly then dialed her cell number just as quickly as he had her home telephone number. "Hello?" "Kimmy it's Bos. Where are you?" "Outside your back door," she answered with a little laugh. "Open up will you?" Bosco quickly moved to the door and sure enough, there she was taking the final steps across the porch. "They came."
"Who did?" Kim asked as she searched Bosco's face.
"The test results."
"And?"
"I'm afraid to open them". He said and handed her the brown envelope. "Kim can you do it for me?"
"Bosco, sometimes," she smiled and ripped into the envelope. She studied the paper carefully.
"Well?" Bosco demanded a few seconds later. He watched as her lips curved up into a delicate smile and then a grin.
"Congratulations Sergeant Boscorelli!" She nearly yelled as she threw herself into his arms.
"Really?" He asked squeezing her back then pulling away to take the letter from her hands. He read it to himself three times before he completely believed what he was reading. "I couldn't have done it without you Kimmy!" he said, a huge grin on his face.
"I'm so proud of you Bosco!" Kim said, 'but I knew you could do it."
"Kim?" Bos asked quietly. "Can you watch Mia for about an hour? There is someone else that I need to go tell."
"Tell her I love her," Kim nodded as she looked into Bosco's eyes.
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Lieutenant Boscorelli turned from the window and glanced around the room. He needed some air, but knew that he was in too dangerous a neighborhood to go for a walk this time of the night. Instead he climbed the stairs and opened the door onto the roof. It was a beautiful night; so clear that he could almost, if he used his imagination, see the stars. He slowly made his way over to the plastic lawn furniture that was nearby and sat down on one chair, while he propped his feet up onto another.