Holy crap it's been long eh? Well here is the next chapter for the story
hope y'all like it. Sorry for the LONGEST wait ever to happen on ff.net.
It's true that Indians are known as native Americans but I thought it would
be easier on those who may not know what a native American would be, so
from now on it's not an Indian it's a native American with all respect.
Bosco has still not shown back at the cabin and it has been a few hours and Faith has been expecting him back a lot sooner. She was tired with worry as thoughts ran through her mind. Is he hurt, where is he if he is, how did it happen or is he in pain. The thought of Bosco lying out there with no one in site dying alone and painfully made Faith's eyes water. "I think we should go look for him." Ray said interrupting Faith's thoughts. "Yes, but." Fraser started but was cut off by Faith. "But what Fraser? You what, my partner is out there somewhere in that god forsaken forest of Canada lost or whatever and you want to wait?" Faith exploded on a surprised Faith. "Well that would be best for all of us including Bosco, can't look for him if we're all dead, but then again it would be a slim chance that Bosco being from the city would know how to survive the outdoors especially since there's a winter storm heading straight for here." Fraser explained trying to get Faith calm but telling her that there was a winter storm coming didn't really work out to his favour. "That's it, we're going out there and looking for him." She said as she marched up to the door and pulled it open only to be meet by a strong gust of wind. "Damn, why the hell does Canada have to be so cold?" She complained. "Well it's because." Fraser started but then meet the devilish glare of Faith and stopped talking. "Never mind" He said sheepishly and followed Faith out to look for Bosco.
The man had stopped to make camp in the shelter of a hung over slab of rock that formed a sort of protective barrier from the harsh Canadian winds. A moan was heard from his left, which indicated that the pale one was still alive.so far. "Relax." He said as he helped elevate the man's head and gave him another sip of the drink from earlier. " You need rest and time to heal." But the confused man still wiggled around. "F..Faith." He rasped out. "Yes, we all need faith." The native responded. "No..Faith." the man forced out. "Is she your friend, a family member, who is she?" The native asked so much questions. "mmm..friend..partner." Bosco whispered. "A partner..in what?" "Officer." Bosco began but trailed off. "Oh no..I have injured an officer of the law." The native moaned as he held his head in his hands in disbelief.
"Hey I think Deaf picked up on something." Ray yelled. "Really what is it?" Faith asked "A scent." Fraser answered. "That's good..right?" She asked hoping she was right. "Yes it is..I hope." "Why?" Faith asked with concern filling her voice. "Because the scent came from blood." Fraser said pointing to a large patch of blood on the snow near the riverbed. Faith walked and knelt down next to it and wept. "Bosco!" She yelled out. "O god where are you?" she asked her voice muffled from her face being in her hands.
TBC..so what do you think. better.shall I continue?
Bosco has still not shown back at the cabin and it has been a few hours and Faith has been expecting him back a lot sooner. She was tired with worry as thoughts ran through her mind. Is he hurt, where is he if he is, how did it happen or is he in pain. The thought of Bosco lying out there with no one in site dying alone and painfully made Faith's eyes water. "I think we should go look for him." Ray said interrupting Faith's thoughts. "Yes, but." Fraser started but was cut off by Faith. "But what Fraser? You what, my partner is out there somewhere in that god forsaken forest of Canada lost or whatever and you want to wait?" Faith exploded on a surprised Faith. "Well that would be best for all of us including Bosco, can't look for him if we're all dead, but then again it would be a slim chance that Bosco being from the city would know how to survive the outdoors especially since there's a winter storm heading straight for here." Fraser explained trying to get Faith calm but telling her that there was a winter storm coming didn't really work out to his favour. "That's it, we're going out there and looking for him." She said as she marched up to the door and pulled it open only to be meet by a strong gust of wind. "Damn, why the hell does Canada have to be so cold?" She complained. "Well it's because." Fraser started but then meet the devilish glare of Faith and stopped talking. "Never mind" He said sheepishly and followed Faith out to look for Bosco.
The man had stopped to make camp in the shelter of a hung over slab of rock that formed a sort of protective barrier from the harsh Canadian winds. A moan was heard from his left, which indicated that the pale one was still alive.so far. "Relax." He said as he helped elevate the man's head and gave him another sip of the drink from earlier. " You need rest and time to heal." But the confused man still wiggled around. "F..Faith." He rasped out. "Yes, we all need faith." The native responded. "No..Faith." the man forced out. "Is she your friend, a family member, who is she?" The native asked so much questions. "mmm..friend..partner." Bosco whispered. "A partner..in what?" "Officer." Bosco began but trailed off. "Oh no..I have injured an officer of the law." The native moaned as he held his head in his hands in disbelief.
"Hey I think Deaf picked up on something." Ray yelled. "Really what is it?" Faith asked "A scent." Fraser answered. "That's good..right?" She asked hoping she was right. "Yes it is..I hope." "Why?" Faith asked with concern filling her voice. "Because the scent came from blood." Fraser said pointing to a large patch of blood on the snow near the riverbed. Faith walked and knelt down next to it and wept. "Bosco!" She yelled out. "O god where are you?" she asked her voice muffled from her face being in her hands.
TBC..so what do you think. better.shall I continue?