Faith and Bosco sat across from each other in a brightly lit kitchen both of them had cups of coffee in their hands going over papers. Faith looked up at Bosco who continued to quietly concentrate on the pamphlets he was going over. Faith's mind wandered to thoughts of whether Bosco would fall into her arms pouring his heart out over what has happen, like 3 years back after the events of September 11 if she would tell him that she wants him back in her life like he used to be. Than she thought about what his reaction could be if she just came out and told him about the separation of Fred, 'would that bring him closer to me', at this time or would it drive him away. Faith continued her gaze at him wishing that he would open up to her trust himself in her like he used to.
Bosco felt her stare and looked up. "What?"
Faith shook away her thoughts. "You find anything you like yet?"
"I guess. I don't know." Bosco placed the pamphlets down and rub his hands over his face. "I'll call these places in the morning. I'm done for the night."
Faith literately ran into Bosco when they were walking out of the kitchen area and he suddenly stopped to turn and face her. Faith looked into his eyes wondering why they were just standing there looking at each other in complete silence.
"You can take the bed again if your staying." Bosco said finally breaking the silence. Faith watched Bosco make his way over the couch.
"You sure? You can take it if you want."
"No it's fine, you take it."
Faith walked towards his room and stopped at the doorframe. Hesitantly she turned around to face him wanting to tell him about what she was thinking before in the kitchen. She looked at him laying on the couch, he had his arms crossed on his chest and his eyes were closed. She opened her mouth to say something but ended up giving in to her hesitation.
"Goodnight." She whispered but must have been loud enough for him to hear because he said it back to her.
Faith woke up the next day to the sound of a door opening than closing. She rolled over in the bed to see Bosco walk by the bedroom in the hallway looking like he just came in from outside. Faith sat up on the edge of the bed straightening her clothes and got up to find Bosco.
"Hey" She said standing outside the kitchen.
Bosco turned to face her. "Hey" Bosco sat down at the kitchen table. "You want some coffee or breakfast help yourself."
Faith helped herself to a coffee mug and poured coffee in it. "So where did you go this morning."
Faith sat down in a chair next to Bosco. "I went down to one of the funeral homes and book a room big enough for 2 caskets, for tomorrow."
Faith watched as his expression sadden. "Now all I have to do is Mikey's from that other funeral home which is roped off as a crime scene."
Faith saw a tear slip down his cheek as he quickly wiped it away. She reached out and placed her hand on his. "Sorry."
"It's okay." Faith laughed inside at herself 'he apologizes for crying now' she thought to herself. "You should of woke me up. I would of gone with you."
"Figured you needed the sleep." Bosco said while looking down at her hand that was still on his. "Your going into work right." he added while nervously removing his hand from under hers.
Faith looked at him oddly over his sudden move. "Yeah. I am." She said quietly "Are you?"
Bosco stood up and walked over to the sink pouring his coffee down drain than rinsing out the cup. "Uh, no I have some things to take care of for tomorrow."
"You going to be okay doing that yourself." Faith said standing beside Bosco at the sink. "I could tell Swersky that I need some loss time."
Faith noticed his nervous behaviour as he moved slightly away from her. She wondered why he acted this way whenever she would get close to him.
"Yeah, I'll be fine."
Faith walked into the locker room around 2:30 that afternoon. Her mind kept focused on Bosco over the concern of his mental state and trying to think of the best way she could tell him she needs him back in her life as much he needed her right now but is obviously to afraid to admit. Faith opened her locker and her eyes caught a picture that was taken nearly three years ago, of a group of cops sitting around in a restaurant during a celebration of one the cops retirement. She looked at Bosco and herself the two of them weren't looking at the camera but looking as though they were enjoying a conversation of their own, smiling or laughing. Faith thought to herself at how much she missed those days with him.
"Hey Faith." Sully said walking in the room.
"Hey" Davis said not far behind him.
"Hey guys."
Sully looked through the lockers. "No Bosco today?"
"No he's home getting things ready for the funeral tomorrow." Faith said from her locker holding one of her uniform shirts picking at one of the patches.
Sully looked at Faith. "You going to get dressed?"
Faith ignored his question. "Hey guys, can I ask you something?"
"Sure." Davis said.
Faith looked at them nervously not sure how to ask. "When I was off, how was Bosco?"
Sully looked Davis confused and then walked up to Faith. "What do you mean?"
"I don't know. It just that he seems to be different to me." Faith said walking back to her locker. "I mean not just now, ever since I came back even."
"He took it pretty hard when you got shot, if that's what you mean." Sully said.
Faith looked them. "You know what, never mind." Faith turned to continue getting ready for work.
"No come on, your not going to leave us on this." Davis added wanting to understand why she is asking this.
"Okay" Faith said deciding she would just come out and say it. "You might think I'm crazy for thinking this. But it seems like he doesn't want anyone around him almost like he's afraid to get close with people, depressed."
Sully and Davis just looked at her not sure of what to say.
"He's been through a lot in short amount of time, Faith." Davis says. "He just needs time I'm sure."
"Yeah Davis is right, he'll be fine once this is over." Sully adds. "Lets get out there."
Faith, Sully, Davis and Sasha arrived at the funeral home close to the same time. Together they walked into the funeral home and down the hall to the viewing room. The doors were already open so people could enter the room as they wish. Faith walked in the room first followed by the other 3 to find Bosco sitting in one of the chairs by himself. The four stood back taking in the emotional scene in front of them.
"His Dad isn't coming?" Davis whispered quietly leaning in to Faith.
Faith looked at him surprised. "I doubt it, actually I haven't even thought about it but he hasn't even made any contact since the wake." She whispered back before making her way up to Bosco.
Taking a seat next to Bosco she looked at him for moment but he continued to look straight and with out saying a word Faith sat back in the chair and looked ahead as well.
Bosco felt her stare and looked up. "What?"
Faith shook away her thoughts. "You find anything you like yet?"
"I guess. I don't know." Bosco placed the pamphlets down and rub his hands over his face. "I'll call these places in the morning. I'm done for the night."
Faith literately ran into Bosco when they were walking out of the kitchen area and he suddenly stopped to turn and face her. Faith looked into his eyes wondering why they were just standing there looking at each other in complete silence.
"You can take the bed again if your staying." Bosco said finally breaking the silence. Faith watched Bosco make his way over the couch.
"You sure? You can take it if you want."
"No it's fine, you take it."
Faith walked towards his room and stopped at the doorframe. Hesitantly she turned around to face him wanting to tell him about what she was thinking before in the kitchen. She looked at him laying on the couch, he had his arms crossed on his chest and his eyes were closed. She opened her mouth to say something but ended up giving in to her hesitation.
"Goodnight." She whispered but must have been loud enough for him to hear because he said it back to her.
Faith woke up the next day to the sound of a door opening than closing. She rolled over in the bed to see Bosco walk by the bedroom in the hallway looking like he just came in from outside. Faith sat up on the edge of the bed straightening her clothes and got up to find Bosco.
"Hey" She said standing outside the kitchen.
Bosco turned to face her. "Hey" Bosco sat down at the kitchen table. "You want some coffee or breakfast help yourself."
Faith helped herself to a coffee mug and poured coffee in it. "So where did you go this morning."
Faith sat down in a chair next to Bosco. "I went down to one of the funeral homes and book a room big enough for 2 caskets, for tomorrow."
Faith watched as his expression sadden. "Now all I have to do is Mikey's from that other funeral home which is roped off as a crime scene."
Faith saw a tear slip down his cheek as he quickly wiped it away. She reached out and placed her hand on his. "Sorry."
"It's okay." Faith laughed inside at herself 'he apologizes for crying now' she thought to herself. "You should of woke me up. I would of gone with you."
"Figured you needed the sleep." Bosco said while looking down at her hand that was still on his. "Your going into work right." he added while nervously removing his hand from under hers.
Faith looked at him oddly over his sudden move. "Yeah. I am." She said quietly "Are you?"
Bosco stood up and walked over to the sink pouring his coffee down drain than rinsing out the cup. "Uh, no I have some things to take care of for tomorrow."
"You going to be okay doing that yourself." Faith said standing beside Bosco at the sink. "I could tell Swersky that I need some loss time."
Faith noticed his nervous behaviour as he moved slightly away from her. She wondered why he acted this way whenever she would get close to him.
"Yeah, I'll be fine."
Faith walked into the locker room around 2:30 that afternoon. Her mind kept focused on Bosco over the concern of his mental state and trying to think of the best way she could tell him she needs him back in her life as much he needed her right now but is obviously to afraid to admit. Faith opened her locker and her eyes caught a picture that was taken nearly three years ago, of a group of cops sitting around in a restaurant during a celebration of one the cops retirement. She looked at Bosco and herself the two of them weren't looking at the camera but looking as though they were enjoying a conversation of their own, smiling or laughing. Faith thought to herself at how much she missed those days with him.
"Hey Faith." Sully said walking in the room.
"Hey" Davis said not far behind him.
"Hey guys."
Sully looked through the lockers. "No Bosco today?"
"No he's home getting things ready for the funeral tomorrow." Faith said from her locker holding one of her uniform shirts picking at one of the patches.
Sully looked at Faith. "You going to get dressed?"
Faith ignored his question. "Hey guys, can I ask you something?"
"Sure." Davis said.
Faith looked at them nervously not sure how to ask. "When I was off, how was Bosco?"
Sully looked Davis confused and then walked up to Faith. "What do you mean?"
"I don't know. It just that he seems to be different to me." Faith said walking back to her locker. "I mean not just now, ever since I came back even."
"He took it pretty hard when you got shot, if that's what you mean." Sully said.
Faith looked them. "You know what, never mind." Faith turned to continue getting ready for work.
"No come on, your not going to leave us on this." Davis added wanting to understand why she is asking this.
"Okay" Faith said deciding she would just come out and say it. "You might think I'm crazy for thinking this. But it seems like he doesn't want anyone around him almost like he's afraid to get close with people, depressed."
Sully and Davis just looked at her not sure of what to say.
"He's been through a lot in short amount of time, Faith." Davis says. "He just needs time I'm sure."
"Yeah Davis is right, he'll be fine once this is over." Sully adds. "Lets get out there."
Faith, Sully, Davis and Sasha arrived at the funeral home close to the same time. Together they walked into the funeral home and down the hall to the viewing room. The doors were already open so people could enter the room as they wish. Faith walked in the room first followed by the other 3 to find Bosco sitting in one of the chairs by himself. The four stood back taking in the emotional scene in front of them.
"His Dad isn't coming?" Davis whispered quietly leaning in to Faith.
Faith looked at him surprised. "I doubt it, actually I haven't even thought about it but he hasn't even made any contact since the wake." She whispered back before making her way up to Bosco.
Taking a seat next to Bosco she looked at him for moment but he continued to look straight and with out saying a word Faith sat back in the chair and looked ahead as well.