I do not own any of these characters, with the exception of Kelly.
They belong to Third Watch and NBC. The title of this fic. Tormento Del
Fuego means Firestorm in Spanish. Please Read and review it gives me idea
and the coruage to write more.. Also another quick note, this is another
fic that follows Points of Origin. That I wrote last summer. Please let
me know what you think.
The glow of the TV light flickered, filling the bedroom with light as a newscaster spoke. "Another suspicious fire hit a grocery store in Spanish Harlem today, no one was killed in the fire however one person was taken to Angel of Mercy hospital for burns and smoke inhalation, they remain in serious condition at this hour. FDNY officials have no comments at this time as to the cause of the blaze. This fire follows four other just like this. This week alone...." Her voice trailed off.
"Mice with matches?" Bosco asked.
Kelly sat staring at the TV, her eyes fixed on the images of the fire. The past four had worn her down lately and yet the fires continued to plague the Spanish Harlem.
"Kelly! Earth to Kelly, come in Kelly." Bosco spoke looking at his fiancé he pushed her soft blondish hair behind her ears kissing her neck.
Kelly turned to him. "Hmmm?" She asked him. "Didja say something' Hun?" she asked him.
"Yeah, turn the TV off an' get some sleep babe." Bosco said his voice filled with concern for her. "Okay, worry 'bout it in the morning' okay." He said pulling her into him and taking the remote from her hand, he turned the TV off.
"Easy for you to say you ain't the one trackin' this bastard." She told him lying against the pillow. "All the fires seem to be the same, in crowded privately owned store fronts, durin' daylight. Broad day light. Yet I can't put my finger on him, or figure out how he's doin' it. I don' want him to kill anyone Bos...." She spoke softly chewing on her bottom lip, she turned and looked at him. He was everything she ever dreamed of. Handsome, built, caring, and gave her whatever she wanted. Most of all he loved her for who she was. Unlike her last Fiancé Jack, who almost tried to kill her. It all ended after he kidnapped her, she grabbed the gun he had and shot and killed him. But Bosco changed everything. Ever since then there hadn't been a day where he wasn't by her side. Now they were living together and in 7 short months they would be husband and wife. She smiled kissing him deeply. "I love you Maurice Boscorelli." She said breaking apart their kiss.
Bosco smiled kissing her back. "I love you too Kelly McCormick." He spoke, his words sincere. "Now get some sleep okay, an' worry 'bout everythin' in the mornin' okay." He told her.
Kelly only nodded in reply as Bosco held her in her arms. "Okay." She kissed him once more. I'll see you in the mornin' babe." She said sheepishly closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.
Kelly woke the next morning to the smell of breakfast cooking. She sniffed smiling softly, then started laughing. Bosco is cooking and the house isn't in flames; maybe he hired a chef or something. Kelly thought to herself as she stretched her arms up in the air. She tossed her blankets off of her, wearing a pair of Bosco's boxers and a gray sports bra, she walked into the kitchen. "Mornin' hot stuff."
Bosco turned smiling when he saw her. "Well you're definitely hot stuff." He spoke putting the pan of bacon down, walking over to her he embraced her into a hug, his arms wrapped around her muscular body. She had to be the only female Bosco knew with "washboard" abs. He was actually jealous of them at times. They were better then his.
Bosco's lips met hers as he kissed her deeply. "I love wakin' up to you every mornin'." He said. He smiled breaking their kiss. "Look at you, God you're so beautiful."
She smiled. "Uhm Bos, the bacon....it's brunin'." She said as a smirk crossed her lips.
"Oh my God." He hurried over turning the flame down. "How do you want your eggs?" He questioned her as he watched her go to the refrigerator and pour herself some juice.
"Hmm sunny side up." She nodded. "Yea, that sounds good." She said sitting down at the table.
"Sunny side up it is." Bosco said breaking two eggs into another frying pan. "Betcha didn't think I could actually cook." Bosco spoke looking over his shoulder at her.
"No I knew you could cook, I'm jus' surprised the apartment isn't in flames yet." She smirked at him.
"Hey now easy there." Bosco told her.
Kelly laughed. "I'm kiddin' Hun." she replied. "By the way, I'm goin' in early today I have a lot to do. I gotta catch this jag off." She spoke a hint of anger in her voice.
Bosco smiled when she said jag off. She seemed to be picking up things from him so well. "You wanna meet me an' Faith for dinner?" He asked her. "Please." Begging always worked.
Kelly looked over at him as she sipped her juice. "Sure, why not. Only because I hate seeing you cry." She said with a snort. "I get to pick the place this time though, 'cause you picked it last time."
"Deal." He replied placing 3 pieces of bacon and two eggs on her plate. "Breakfast is served, my lady." He told her giving her a kiss.
Kelly dove into the eggs, taking a few bites she looked at them. "Holy shit Bosco!"
Bosco jumped. "What? What's wrong?" he asked panic in his voice.
"These eggs, they're actually good." She said with a wide grin.
He smiled. "I'm glad you liked 'em." Bosco retorted sitting down with his own plate of eggs and bacon as he began to eat them.
Kelly was dressed getting ready to leave when her cell phone. "McCormick." She said. "Yes, okay.....yea, okay thanks. I'm on my way." She said hanging up the phone. "BOSCO!" Kelly called out. "I'm leavin'!" She shouted.
Bosco hurried out into the living room, in nothing but his boxers. "You better not be leavin' with out sayin' goodbye."
"no, but I gotta hurry there's another fire." She said with a sigh. "So I don' know if I can meet you for dinner, but I'll try." She said.
Bosco kissed her, his mouth tasting like toothpaste as he let his tongue explore Kelly's mouth for a moment. "Okay." He broke the kiss. "Well call me an' let me know okay Hun." He said.
"I will." She said kissing his cheek quickly before hurrying out of the door. She ran down the stairs to her 2003 Fire Engine Red Monte Carlo, sliding in she placed a blue light in the windshield and was off.
As Kelly approached the scene she could see the thick, acrid smoke lining the blue sky. Shaking her head she sighed. "Crap." She said to herself pulling up to the scene she climbed out of her car and headed towards the barricades. She quickly flashed her badge and ID, that indicated who she was, before entering the fire ground.
She saw Lieutenant Johnson and headed over towards him. "hey." She said, her fingers in her belt loops. "'Nother one huh?" she asked him.
He nodded. "With one difference, a civilian died." He spoke his words drifting off as he turned towards the fully engulfed store front.
"Damn it!" She said kicking some gravel. "Bastard!" She hissed. "Well looks like I won't be seein' my fiancé for dinner." She said with an eye roll. "I'm goin' to get my shit, I'll be back Lieu." Kelly told him.
Lieutenant Johnson patted her on the back. "Sorry kid." He said with a small laugh. "Maybe some other night." He nodded. "Okay take your time, it's not even close to bein' out."
"Yeah I'm goin' to snap some pictures while they work. Never know when it may come in handy."
"OOO I like the way you think." He said smiling as she watched her walk off.
Kelly headed towards her car. When she heard a voice calling her, turning around she saw Maritza Cruz. She let out a long side. "What do you want?" she asked.
"This fire arson?" She asked.
"Is it any of your business?" Kelly hissed at her shaking her head. She; just like Bosco -hated- Cruz. They saw through her, for the bitch she truly was. Using whoever, whenever to get her job done. She didn't seem to care whos feet she stepped on doing so. She used her sister for a Meth bust getting her killed. She then had some bright idea about busting up some sort of prostitution ring running out of some doctors office. What happen? She ended up raped.
Perhaps Kelly was the root of all evil, maybe she didn't have a heart. Whatever it was. She didn't feel sorry for her one bit.
She had been mad when she found out Bosco had some sort of "fling" with her. It was only after he reassured her that it was lust and definitely not love that she relaxed. He said he could never love anyone like her. That he was desperate and wanted some "pussy" That's all Cruz was for him. Though Kelly was sure there was better pussy out there then Cruz, but him and Cruz were before they met.
"It's my business 'cause this is my neighborhood." She snarled.
Kelly narrowed her eyes on Cruz as she pulled her digital camera from her pocket. "Well you see, that's where ya mistaken Cruz. 'Causes when it comes to fires that -may- have been intentionally set, they aren't ya business they're mine. If I don' wanna tell ya, I don' haveta. Got it?" She gave her a cold, harsh smile. "Good, now go chase some druggies or kill some ones sista, jus' stay off my fire ground an' outta my work."
"You an' I ain't finished chica." She said her hands on her hips.
"Oh you see that's where ya mistaken, 'cause we are. Goodbye now!" She said waving at her, heading towards the fire.
"You'll be sorry." Cruz hissed.
Kelly just flipped her the bird., saying nothing as she walked away.
Kelly shone her LED flashlight around the burned out store. Hours ago it was a small convenient store, owned by a family who lived in the apartment about. Well it was an apartment. The small of soot and ash hung in the back of her throat, almost causing her to gag. She was hunting and pecking for any thing that could help her out. Every other fire she had came up empty handed, with nothing. Now someone was dead, an innocent civilian the owner of the store. Kelly had no choice but to solve this now. The press was hounding her like crazy. She knew they weren't about to get off her back any time soon.
Her eyes focused in on what seemed to be the point of origin, the place in the building that seemed to be burned the most burned. It had been a rack of potato chips, now it was a burned up piled of nothing. Well almost nothing.
She saw something, on the floor along side the rack. That to the normal person would seem like nothing. But Kelly knew it wasn't nothing. She knelt down pulling out her tweezers, she picked it up.
It was a burned out cigarette. With four matches and rubber band holding them on the cigarette. She snorted slightly as she got herself a closer look. She smiled. "Now I'm getting' somewhere." She said to herself placing the cigarette into a plastic baggie.
The glow of the TV light flickered, filling the bedroom with light as a newscaster spoke. "Another suspicious fire hit a grocery store in Spanish Harlem today, no one was killed in the fire however one person was taken to Angel of Mercy hospital for burns and smoke inhalation, they remain in serious condition at this hour. FDNY officials have no comments at this time as to the cause of the blaze. This fire follows four other just like this. This week alone...." Her voice trailed off.
"Mice with matches?" Bosco asked.
Kelly sat staring at the TV, her eyes fixed on the images of the fire. The past four had worn her down lately and yet the fires continued to plague the Spanish Harlem.
"Kelly! Earth to Kelly, come in Kelly." Bosco spoke looking at his fiancé he pushed her soft blondish hair behind her ears kissing her neck.
Kelly turned to him. "Hmmm?" She asked him. "Didja say something' Hun?" she asked him.
"Yeah, turn the TV off an' get some sleep babe." Bosco said his voice filled with concern for her. "Okay, worry 'bout it in the morning' okay." He said pulling her into him and taking the remote from her hand, he turned the TV off.
"Easy for you to say you ain't the one trackin' this bastard." She told him lying against the pillow. "All the fires seem to be the same, in crowded privately owned store fronts, durin' daylight. Broad day light. Yet I can't put my finger on him, or figure out how he's doin' it. I don' want him to kill anyone Bos...." She spoke softly chewing on her bottom lip, she turned and looked at him. He was everything she ever dreamed of. Handsome, built, caring, and gave her whatever she wanted. Most of all he loved her for who she was. Unlike her last Fiancé Jack, who almost tried to kill her. It all ended after he kidnapped her, she grabbed the gun he had and shot and killed him. But Bosco changed everything. Ever since then there hadn't been a day where he wasn't by her side. Now they were living together and in 7 short months they would be husband and wife. She smiled kissing him deeply. "I love you Maurice Boscorelli." She said breaking apart their kiss.
Bosco smiled kissing her back. "I love you too Kelly McCormick." He spoke, his words sincere. "Now get some sleep okay, an' worry 'bout everythin' in the mornin' okay." He told her.
Kelly only nodded in reply as Bosco held her in her arms. "Okay." She kissed him once more. I'll see you in the mornin' babe." She said sheepishly closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.
Kelly woke the next morning to the smell of breakfast cooking. She sniffed smiling softly, then started laughing. Bosco is cooking and the house isn't in flames; maybe he hired a chef or something. Kelly thought to herself as she stretched her arms up in the air. She tossed her blankets off of her, wearing a pair of Bosco's boxers and a gray sports bra, she walked into the kitchen. "Mornin' hot stuff."
Bosco turned smiling when he saw her. "Well you're definitely hot stuff." He spoke putting the pan of bacon down, walking over to her he embraced her into a hug, his arms wrapped around her muscular body. She had to be the only female Bosco knew with "washboard" abs. He was actually jealous of them at times. They were better then his.
Bosco's lips met hers as he kissed her deeply. "I love wakin' up to you every mornin'." He said. He smiled breaking their kiss. "Look at you, God you're so beautiful."
She smiled. "Uhm Bos, the bacon....it's brunin'." She said as a smirk crossed her lips.
"Oh my God." He hurried over turning the flame down. "How do you want your eggs?" He questioned her as he watched her go to the refrigerator and pour herself some juice.
"Hmm sunny side up." She nodded. "Yea, that sounds good." She said sitting down at the table.
"Sunny side up it is." Bosco said breaking two eggs into another frying pan. "Betcha didn't think I could actually cook." Bosco spoke looking over his shoulder at her.
"No I knew you could cook, I'm jus' surprised the apartment isn't in flames yet." She smirked at him.
"Hey now easy there." Bosco told her.
Kelly laughed. "I'm kiddin' Hun." she replied. "By the way, I'm goin' in early today I have a lot to do. I gotta catch this jag off." She spoke a hint of anger in her voice.
Bosco smiled when she said jag off. She seemed to be picking up things from him so well. "You wanna meet me an' Faith for dinner?" He asked her. "Please." Begging always worked.
Kelly looked over at him as she sipped her juice. "Sure, why not. Only because I hate seeing you cry." She said with a snort. "I get to pick the place this time though, 'cause you picked it last time."
"Deal." He replied placing 3 pieces of bacon and two eggs on her plate. "Breakfast is served, my lady." He told her giving her a kiss.
Kelly dove into the eggs, taking a few bites she looked at them. "Holy shit Bosco!"
Bosco jumped. "What? What's wrong?" he asked panic in his voice.
"These eggs, they're actually good." She said with a wide grin.
He smiled. "I'm glad you liked 'em." Bosco retorted sitting down with his own plate of eggs and bacon as he began to eat them.
Kelly was dressed getting ready to leave when her cell phone. "McCormick." She said. "Yes, okay.....yea, okay thanks. I'm on my way." She said hanging up the phone. "BOSCO!" Kelly called out. "I'm leavin'!" She shouted.
Bosco hurried out into the living room, in nothing but his boxers. "You better not be leavin' with out sayin' goodbye."
"no, but I gotta hurry there's another fire." She said with a sigh. "So I don' know if I can meet you for dinner, but I'll try." She said.
Bosco kissed her, his mouth tasting like toothpaste as he let his tongue explore Kelly's mouth for a moment. "Okay." He broke the kiss. "Well call me an' let me know okay Hun." He said.
"I will." She said kissing his cheek quickly before hurrying out of the door. She ran down the stairs to her 2003 Fire Engine Red Monte Carlo, sliding in she placed a blue light in the windshield and was off.
As Kelly approached the scene she could see the thick, acrid smoke lining the blue sky. Shaking her head she sighed. "Crap." She said to herself pulling up to the scene she climbed out of her car and headed towards the barricades. She quickly flashed her badge and ID, that indicated who she was, before entering the fire ground.
She saw Lieutenant Johnson and headed over towards him. "hey." She said, her fingers in her belt loops. "'Nother one huh?" she asked him.
He nodded. "With one difference, a civilian died." He spoke his words drifting off as he turned towards the fully engulfed store front.
"Damn it!" She said kicking some gravel. "Bastard!" She hissed. "Well looks like I won't be seein' my fiancé for dinner." She said with an eye roll. "I'm goin' to get my shit, I'll be back Lieu." Kelly told him.
Lieutenant Johnson patted her on the back. "Sorry kid." He said with a small laugh. "Maybe some other night." He nodded. "Okay take your time, it's not even close to bein' out."
"Yeah I'm goin' to snap some pictures while they work. Never know when it may come in handy."
"OOO I like the way you think." He said smiling as she watched her walk off.
Kelly headed towards her car. When she heard a voice calling her, turning around she saw Maritza Cruz. She let out a long side. "What do you want?" she asked.
"This fire arson?" She asked.
"Is it any of your business?" Kelly hissed at her shaking her head. She; just like Bosco -hated- Cruz. They saw through her, for the bitch she truly was. Using whoever, whenever to get her job done. She didn't seem to care whos feet she stepped on doing so. She used her sister for a Meth bust getting her killed. She then had some bright idea about busting up some sort of prostitution ring running out of some doctors office. What happen? She ended up raped.
Perhaps Kelly was the root of all evil, maybe she didn't have a heart. Whatever it was. She didn't feel sorry for her one bit.
She had been mad when she found out Bosco had some sort of "fling" with her. It was only after he reassured her that it was lust and definitely not love that she relaxed. He said he could never love anyone like her. That he was desperate and wanted some "pussy" That's all Cruz was for him. Though Kelly was sure there was better pussy out there then Cruz, but him and Cruz were before they met.
"It's my business 'cause this is my neighborhood." She snarled.
Kelly narrowed her eyes on Cruz as she pulled her digital camera from her pocket. "Well you see, that's where ya mistaken Cruz. 'Causes when it comes to fires that -may- have been intentionally set, they aren't ya business they're mine. If I don' wanna tell ya, I don' haveta. Got it?" She gave her a cold, harsh smile. "Good, now go chase some druggies or kill some ones sista, jus' stay off my fire ground an' outta my work."
"You an' I ain't finished chica." She said her hands on her hips.
"Oh you see that's where ya mistaken, 'cause we are. Goodbye now!" She said waving at her, heading towards the fire.
"You'll be sorry." Cruz hissed.
Kelly just flipped her the bird., saying nothing as she walked away.
Kelly shone her LED flashlight around the burned out store. Hours ago it was a small convenient store, owned by a family who lived in the apartment about. Well it was an apartment. The small of soot and ash hung in the back of her throat, almost causing her to gag. She was hunting and pecking for any thing that could help her out. Every other fire she had came up empty handed, with nothing. Now someone was dead, an innocent civilian the owner of the store. Kelly had no choice but to solve this now. The press was hounding her like crazy. She knew they weren't about to get off her back any time soon.
Her eyes focused in on what seemed to be the point of origin, the place in the building that seemed to be burned the most burned. It had been a rack of potato chips, now it was a burned up piled of nothing. Well almost nothing.
She saw something, on the floor along side the rack. That to the normal person would seem like nothing. But Kelly knew it wasn't nothing. She knelt down pulling out her tweezers, she picked it up.
It was a burned out cigarette. With four matches and rubber band holding them on the cigarette. She snorted slightly as she got herself a closer look. She smiled. "Now I'm getting' somewhere." She said to herself placing the cigarette into a plastic baggie.