Bosco returned to his apartment a little over a half an hour later, walking in the apartment he noticed the silence that lingered inside.
"Faith?" He called out. Bosco walked in to the kitchen to grab a glass of water when he noticed a note hanging from one of the cupboards. "What's this?" He questioned himself quietly.
"It's for your own good." He read out loud. Suddenly the feeling of several people from behind him grabbed him tackling him to the ground. Bosco started to kick out and struggle against their strong grasps and was about to scream out when someone tied a tight gag around him blocking his voice and then other piece of cloth blocking his vision. Bosco could feel his heart rate increasing in fear as he laid there on his stomach. The next thing he felt was someone placing metal handcuffs roughly on his wrists. Trembling under the hands of his kidnapers he felt a small poke in his left arm and darkness soon succumbed him.
Faith, Davis and Sully stood back up so they were standing straight and looked down at the unconscious Bosco.
"You really think this is the right thing?" Faith asked nervously looking down at Bosco.
Davis picked up the small bag on the counter. "Unless you want this to become the rest of his life then, yeah."
"Is he okay Carlos?" Faith asked as she watched him check his vitals.
"Yeah, his vitals are good but he'll be out for awhile." Carlos said standing up. "Man, I still can't believe that he is abusing those things." He added while looking at the bottle of extra strength aspirin.
"Is he good to go." Sully asked also staring down at Bosco remembering when he went through his problems with alcohol and when their positions were the other way around.
"Yeah, he's good. If need anything let me know, detoxing someone isn't easy." Carlos told him.
Davis and Sully picked up Bosco and started to walk out the kitchen with Faith close behind.
"Yeah we know." Davis said also remembering how it went with Sully.
"Thanks Carlos." Faith said when she locked up the apartment and quickly caught up with Sully and Davis.
Outside Faith piled in the back of the car with Bosco lying across her lap. She looked down at his face and took off the blind fold, his eyes were closed and looked like he was sleeping peacefully. Faith stroked her hand through his hair and lent her ear down to his face just to reassure herself that he was breathing. "You're gonna be okay Boz." She whispered to him quietly.
"You ready?" Sully asked from the drivers seat when he started the engine.
"Absolutely." Faith said continuing to look down at Bosco's face.
Three and a half hours later the three arrived at an all so familiar cabin, north of New York. Sully and Davis laid Bosco down the bed so he could sleep off the rest of the sedative.
"How long did Carlos say this was suppose to take to wear off?" Faith asked kneeling down next Bosco so she could see his face that still had a peaceful sleep expression on it.
"Shouldn't take to long now, he said only a few hours." Davis said and then looked at Sully who was looking around the cabin. "Look familiar?"
"No, it's the same place but it doesn't look the same." Sully said.
"Well, come on lets open some windows and air the place out. At least we aren't doing this in the dead of winter this time." Davis replied and proceeded to open windows with the assistance of Sully.
Faith stayed at Bosco's side a little while longer thinking of the different ways he might react to they were doing when he woke up.
Nearly an hour later Bosco slowly opened his eyes hearing voices of three different people. Voices he recognized, taking a minute to adjust his eyes he laid on his back looking around he tried to figure out where he was. Listening to the conversation that was coming from a different part in the cabin Bosco registered the voices he heard, Faith, Sully and Davis. Bosco swung his legs over the side of the bed and started to get up when something kept him from doing so causing him to fall back onto the bed creating a loud noise.
Faith, Sully and Davis heard the noise and immediately got up to go to Bosco. The three stood a few feet back looking at Bosco who was sitting on the bed with his back facing them.
"You want to let me in on the joke here." Bosco said with out turning to face them and lifted his arm that was handcuffed to the bed.
Davis walked up to him and took out the keys to the handcuffs. "Sorry man but we couldn't risk anything." Davis told him while taking the cuffs off of him.
"What the hell is going on?" Bosco asked while rubbing his wrist that was just previously handcuffed.
"We're helping you." Sully said.
Bosco turned his head to face him. "You…you're going to help me. That's a switch." Bosco stood up from the bed. "I don't need help." He said pointing to himself.
"It was either this or we go to the department and tell them that you have been abusing pain killers." Davis told watching Bosco walk towards the washroom.
Bosco paused and turned to face them. "What? I'm doing what?"
"Boz the doctor told us that he found a large amount pain killers in blood. And I've seen you on more then one occasion take aspirin." Faith told him.
"Really than why didn't he say anything to me about it? Or do anything about it if he thought I was hurting myself."
"He said there wasn't enough in your blood stream for him to be able to hold you for it." Faith answered.
"So then what's the problem?" Bosco asked.
"The problem? Are you kidding me. Bosco! The problem is what is in your system, what you took is the problem and what you continue to take is the problem." Faith said walking up to him.
Bosco looked at each of their faces and noting the seriousness in Faith's tone. Looking down at the floor in front of him. "I'm not abusing pain killers." He tells them softly then looking up feeling the tears beginning to sting his eyes but not wanting them to fall he sniffs them away. "It really hurts."
"Okay, we believe you man." Davis said. "Come sit down alright." He said taking him by the arm to guide him back to the bed.
"It really hurts. You just don't understand." Bosco said quietly between tears that were now starting to stream down his face.
"We hear you Bosco." Sully started. "How about you just lay down and rest okay."
"No" Bosco mumbled to himself tossing and turning over in the bed. Images of when he was a child flashed in front of him. His father pushing him after he let him in the window to get to this mother. Watching himself chase after his dad down the hallway trying to stop him from going after his mom. Pulling on the sleeve of his shirt screaming for him to stop, his father turned and grabbed him picking him up forcing him to sit inside a dark closet. Sitting there he listened as the screams pierced out of his mother's room, hearing the loud smacks and bangs of everything haunted his ears.
"Noo! Stop!" Bosco screamed. The feeling of someone touching his arm caused him to jump up and out of the bed landing on the floor with a thud.
Faith quickly moved around to the other side of the bed and got down on the floor with him. Reaching she touched his arm again.
"No!" Bosco yelled again jerking away from her grasp.
"Boz! Bosco it's okay." Faith said grabbing hold of him again, when he tried to get out of her grasp again Davis and Sully jumped in helping to hold him still. "Bosco you're safe, wake up!"
Bosco snapped opened his eyes at that comment and quickly sat up looking towards the window. " The window." He said through wide eyes and quick deep breaths.
Davis looked at the window that Bosco was looking at. "What about the window?" He asked in confusion. "What's wrong with it."
Bosco looked Davis in the eyes and said. "Its my fault, its always me."
"I don't understand, what do you mean Boz?" Davis asked even more confused.
"You need to stay away from me." Bosco stated slowly backing away from by sliding along the floor.
"Why would we need to do that, we want to be here." Davis said now becoming extremely curious to his behavior.
"I opened it, don't you understand its always my fault." Bosco said becoming a little more angry now.
"What is? What's your fault?" Faith asked this time.
Bosco looked at her for when she knelt down in front of him and then closed his eyes. "I hurt people." He whispered.
"What?" She questioned looking at him as if he was crazy.
"I opened the window, and he hurt my mom. I didn't protect her, and now she's dead." He said while keeping his eyes closed.
"Bosco your moms death was an accident.…" Faith said before Bosco interrupted.
"No…no it was my fault she would be alive if Mikey wasn't dead…he wouldn't be dead if I didn't screw up as a cop all the time."
"Boz…" Faith started again.
"I got you shot, you almost died because of me!" Bosco yelled interrupting her again.
Faith just looked at him not sure of what to say.
"Don't you understand I'm not a good person." Bosco said standing up and walking away quickly.
"Where you going?" Sully asked noticing that he was heading towards the door.
Bosco opened the door to the cabin and walked out with out answering his question. The three cops followed him out the door but stood by the front of the cabin and watched as he stood looking around realizing that he was in the middle of nowhere.
"What did you forget the cabin was in the middle of nowhere." Sully called out to him. When Bosco didn't respond to him he started to talk again. "You remember when you help me out here…." He started when Bosco interrupted.
"Yeah, you smacked me over the head with a log and told me that my father probably drank to much and beat the crap out of my mother because he couldn't stand having a son like me." Bosco said and took a seat on the ground not facing them.
Sully looked at him stunned because he didn't remember saying that or doing that. "Bosco, if I said those things and did that I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was thinking."
"Whatever it doesn't matter anyways." Bosco said then leaning forward placing head in his hands starting to feel the sharp pain rip through his head. Closing his eyes then opening them again he saw the image of his brother's torso lying in the garbage can on the street as he looked down at it and quickly closed his eyes again.
Faith knelt down in front of Bosco; opening his eyes when he sensed her presence in front of him. Bosco looked into her face seeing the concern written in it made him remember the time when he was being lectured by Swersky and she walked by the window stopping to look at him for a moment before going off to write the sergeant exam.
"Remember Hobart?" He said only loud enough for her to hear.
"Yeah." Faith whispered back not sure why he was bringing him up.
"Before we went up to the roof he told me that he should just shoot me before I screw up the lives of everyone who loves me." Bosco said and let out a sniffled laugh. " Guess he was right."
"Boz…it's not you." Faith whispered calmly to him taking a seat in front of him.
"Then how else would you explain it, I messed up your life by getting you shot, I messed up my moms by getting her fired, hell I even finally managed to screw myself over so bad that this time they will probably actually fired me." Bosco told her allowing a few tears to fall down his face. "What the hell does it matter anymore."
Faith moved in closer so she could wrap her arms around him allowing him to cry on her shoulder she looked up to see Davis and Sully standing over the two of them.
Bosco woke later on that night in a cold sweat after a terrifying nightmare of his brothers death. Sitting up Bosco wiped away the sweat from his forehead and looked around the quiet dark cabin. A small twinge of panic along with the pressuring pain could be felt building in his chest as the darkness of the cabin seemed to become darker by every minute he continued to sit there. Getting up off the bed Bosco made his way to where a small light was coming from in the kitchen area.
Faith watched from her bed as Bosco got up from the bed. She had laid there most of the night watching helplessly as he tossed and turned in his sleep fighting a nightmare. Faith stood and walked quietly towards the way Bosco went, stopping in her tracks when she saw him sitting in front of light sitting on the table.
"Boz?" she whispered quietly careful not scare him. When he didn't say anything Faith pulled out the chair next to him and sat down.
"I couldn't sleep, did I wake you?" Bosco said when she sat next to him.
"No, I was awake." Faith said quietly.
Bosco continued to look at the light. "I keep seeing it replay over and over. He only wanted to be my brother."
"He got caught up in a bad life Boz, you've known that for a long time." Faith told him glancing at him.
"I should of done more to protect him."
Faith placed her hand on his forearm. "You did what you could. When he came to you, you didn't know. He told you he was clean. Neither of us knew."
Bosco looked at her hand that was still on his arm. "You're still wearing your ring."
"Yeah I know. I guess it's just a part of me that doesn't want to let go." She said while looking down at it also.
"Long history."
Faith smiled at his comment. "Yeah definitely."
Faith's smiled disappeared when she noticed that Bosco was starting to take short shaky breaths along trembling slightly. Stroking the side of face she caught a few of tears hoping to relax him so he wouldn't get worked up.
"Sorry" Bosco whispered.
"It's okay, you don't have to apologize." Faith said taking his trembling hands into her own. Faith waited until it subsided. "You want to go sit on the couch it'll be more comfortable?" Bosco nodded and stood to follow her. After another hour of talking, both of them fell asleep with Faith resting her head against his chest she listened to the continuous rhythm of his heart beat and breathing.
"Faith?" He called out. Bosco walked in to the kitchen to grab a glass of water when he noticed a note hanging from one of the cupboards. "What's this?" He questioned himself quietly.
"It's for your own good." He read out loud. Suddenly the feeling of several people from behind him grabbed him tackling him to the ground. Bosco started to kick out and struggle against their strong grasps and was about to scream out when someone tied a tight gag around him blocking his voice and then other piece of cloth blocking his vision. Bosco could feel his heart rate increasing in fear as he laid there on his stomach. The next thing he felt was someone placing metal handcuffs roughly on his wrists. Trembling under the hands of his kidnapers he felt a small poke in his left arm and darkness soon succumbed him.
Faith, Davis and Sully stood back up so they were standing straight and looked down at the unconscious Bosco.
"You really think this is the right thing?" Faith asked nervously looking down at Bosco.
Davis picked up the small bag on the counter. "Unless you want this to become the rest of his life then, yeah."
"Is he okay Carlos?" Faith asked as she watched him check his vitals.
"Yeah, his vitals are good but he'll be out for awhile." Carlos said standing up. "Man, I still can't believe that he is abusing those things." He added while looking at the bottle of extra strength aspirin.
"Is he good to go." Sully asked also staring down at Bosco remembering when he went through his problems with alcohol and when their positions were the other way around.
"Yeah, he's good. If need anything let me know, detoxing someone isn't easy." Carlos told him.
Davis and Sully picked up Bosco and started to walk out the kitchen with Faith close behind.
"Yeah we know." Davis said also remembering how it went with Sully.
"Thanks Carlos." Faith said when she locked up the apartment and quickly caught up with Sully and Davis.
Outside Faith piled in the back of the car with Bosco lying across her lap. She looked down at his face and took off the blind fold, his eyes were closed and looked like he was sleeping peacefully. Faith stroked her hand through his hair and lent her ear down to his face just to reassure herself that he was breathing. "You're gonna be okay Boz." She whispered to him quietly.
"You ready?" Sully asked from the drivers seat when he started the engine.
"Absolutely." Faith said continuing to look down at Bosco's face.
Three and a half hours later the three arrived at an all so familiar cabin, north of New York. Sully and Davis laid Bosco down the bed so he could sleep off the rest of the sedative.
"How long did Carlos say this was suppose to take to wear off?" Faith asked kneeling down next Bosco so she could see his face that still had a peaceful sleep expression on it.
"Shouldn't take to long now, he said only a few hours." Davis said and then looked at Sully who was looking around the cabin. "Look familiar?"
"No, it's the same place but it doesn't look the same." Sully said.
"Well, come on lets open some windows and air the place out. At least we aren't doing this in the dead of winter this time." Davis replied and proceeded to open windows with the assistance of Sully.
Faith stayed at Bosco's side a little while longer thinking of the different ways he might react to they were doing when he woke up.
Nearly an hour later Bosco slowly opened his eyes hearing voices of three different people. Voices he recognized, taking a minute to adjust his eyes he laid on his back looking around he tried to figure out where he was. Listening to the conversation that was coming from a different part in the cabin Bosco registered the voices he heard, Faith, Sully and Davis. Bosco swung his legs over the side of the bed and started to get up when something kept him from doing so causing him to fall back onto the bed creating a loud noise.
Faith, Sully and Davis heard the noise and immediately got up to go to Bosco. The three stood a few feet back looking at Bosco who was sitting on the bed with his back facing them.
"You want to let me in on the joke here." Bosco said with out turning to face them and lifted his arm that was handcuffed to the bed.
Davis walked up to him and took out the keys to the handcuffs. "Sorry man but we couldn't risk anything." Davis told him while taking the cuffs off of him.
"What the hell is going on?" Bosco asked while rubbing his wrist that was just previously handcuffed.
"We're helping you." Sully said.
Bosco turned his head to face him. "You…you're going to help me. That's a switch." Bosco stood up from the bed. "I don't need help." He said pointing to himself.
"It was either this or we go to the department and tell them that you have been abusing pain killers." Davis told watching Bosco walk towards the washroom.
Bosco paused and turned to face them. "What? I'm doing what?"
"Boz the doctor told us that he found a large amount pain killers in blood. And I've seen you on more then one occasion take aspirin." Faith told him.
"Really than why didn't he say anything to me about it? Or do anything about it if he thought I was hurting myself."
"He said there wasn't enough in your blood stream for him to be able to hold you for it." Faith answered.
"So then what's the problem?" Bosco asked.
"The problem? Are you kidding me. Bosco! The problem is what is in your system, what you took is the problem and what you continue to take is the problem." Faith said walking up to him.
Bosco looked at each of their faces and noting the seriousness in Faith's tone. Looking down at the floor in front of him. "I'm not abusing pain killers." He tells them softly then looking up feeling the tears beginning to sting his eyes but not wanting them to fall he sniffs them away. "It really hurts."
"Okay, we believe you man." Davis said. "Come sit down alright." He said taking him by the arm to guide him back to the bed.
"It really hurts. You just don't understand." Bosco said quietly between tears that were now starting to stream down his face.
"We hear you Bosco." Sully started. "How about you just lay down and rest okay."
"No" Bosco mumbled to himself tossing and turning over in the bed. Images of when he was a child flashed in front of him. His father pushing him after he let him in the window to get to this mother. Watching himself chase after his dad down the hallway trying to stop him from going after his mom. Pulling on the sleeve of his shirt screaming for him to stop, his father turned and grabbed him picking him up forcing him to sit inside a dark closet. Sitting there he listened as the screams pierced out of his mother's room, hearing the loud smacks and bangs of everything haunted his ears.
"Noo! Stop!" Bosco screamed. The feeling of someone touching his arm caused him to jump up and out of the bed landing on the floor with a thud.
Faith quickly moved around to the other side of the bed and got down on the floor with him. Reaching she touched his arm again.
"No!" Bosco yelled again jerking away from her grasp.
"Boz! Bosco it's okay." Faith said grabbing hold of him again, when he tried to get out of her grasp again Davis and Sully jumped in helping to hold him still. "Bosco you're safe, wake up!"
Bosco snapped opened his eyes at that comment and quickly sat up looking towards the window. " The window." He said through wide eyes and quick deep breaths.
Davis looked at the window that Bosco was looking at. "What about the window?" He asked in confusion. "What's wrong with it."
Bosco looked Davis in the eyes and said. "Its my fault, its always me."
"I don't understand, what do you mean Boz?" Davis asked even more confused.
"You need to stay away from me." Bosco stated slowly backing away from by sliding along the floor.
"Why would we need to do that, we want to be here." Davis said now becoming extremely curious to his behavior.
"I opened it, don't you understand its always my fault." Bosco said becoming a little more angry now.
"What is? What's your fault?" Faith asked this time.
Bosco looked at her for when she knelt down in front of him and then closed his eyes. "I hurt people." He whispered.
"What?" She questioned looking at him as if he was crazy.
"I opened the window, and he hurt my mom. I didn't protect her, and now she's dead." He said while keeping his eyes closed.
"Bosco your moms death was an accident.…" Faith said before Bosco interrupted.
"No…no it was my fault she would be alive if Mikey wasn't dead…he wouldn't be dead if I didn't screw up as a cop all the time."
"Boz…" Faith started again.
"I got you shot, you almost died because of me!" Bosco yelled interrupting her again.
Faith just looked at him not sure of what to say.
"Don't you understand I'm not a good person." Bosco said standing up and walking away quickly.
"Where you going?" Sully asked noticing that he was heading towards the door.
Bosco opened the door to the cabin and walked out with out answering his question. The three cops followed him out the door but stood by the front of the cabin and watched as he stood looking around realizing that he was in the middle of nowhere.
"What did you forget the cabin was in the middle of nowhere." Sully called out to him. When Bosco didn't respond to him he started to talk again. "You remember when you help me out here…." He started when Bosco interrupted.
"Yeah, you smacked me over the head with a log and told me that my father probably drank to much and beat the crap out of my mother because he couldn't stand having a son like me." Bosco said and took a seat on the ground not facing them.
Sully looked at him stunned because he didn't remember saying that or doing that. "Bosco, if I said those things and did that I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was thinking."
"Whatever it doesn't matter anyways." Bosco said then leaning forward placing head in his hands starting to feel the sharp pain rip through his head. Closing his eyes then opening them again he saw the image of his brother's torso lying in the garbage can on the street as he looked down at it and quickly closed his eyes again.
Faith knelt down in front of Bosco; opening his eyes when he sensed her presence in front of him. Bosco looked into her face seeing the concern written in it made him remember the time when he was being lectured by Swersky and she walked by the window stopping to look at him for a moment before going off to write the sergeant exam.
"Remember Hobart?" He said only loud enough for her to hear.
"Yeah." Faith whispered back not sure why he was bringing him up.
"Before we went up to the roof he told me that he should just shoot me before I screw up the lives of everyone who loves me." Bosco said and let out a sniffled laugh. " Guess he was right."
"Boz…it's not you." Faith whispered calmly to him taking a seat in front of him.
"Then how else would you explain it, I messed up your life by getting you shot, I messed up my moms by getting her fired, hell I even finally managed to screw myself over so bad that this time they will probably actually fired me." Bosco told her allowing a few tears to fall down his face. "What the hell does it matter anymore."
Faith moved in closer so she could wrap her arms around him allowing him to cry on her shoulder she looked up to see Davis and Sully standing over the two of them.
Bosco woke later on that night in a cold sweat after a terrifying nightmare of his brothers death. Sitting up Bosco wiped away the sweat from his forehead and looked around the quiet dark cabin. A small twinge of panic along with the pressuring pain could be felt building in his chest as the darkness of the cabin seemed to become darker by every minute he continued to sit there. Getting up off the bed Bosco made his way to where a small light was coming from in the kitchen area.
Faith watched from her bed as Bosco got up from the bed. She had laid there most of the night watching helplessly as he tossed and turned in his sleep fighting a nightmare. Faith stood and walked quietly towards the way Bosco went, stopping in her tracks when she saw him sitting in front of light sitting on the table.
"Boz?" she whispered quietly careful not scare him. When he didn't say anything Faith pulled out the chair next to him and sat down.
"I couldn't sleep, did I wake you?" Bosco said when she sat next to him.
"No, I was awake." Faith said quietly.
Bosco continued to look at the light. "I keep seeing it replay over and over. He only wanted to be my brother."
"He got caught up in a bad life Boz, you've known that for a long time." Faith told him glancing at him.
"I should of done more to protect him."
Faith placed her hand on his forearm. "You did what you could. When he came to you, you didn't know. He told you he was clean. Neither of us knew."
Bosco looked at her hand that was still on his arm. "You're still wearing your ring."
"Yeah I know. I guess it's just a part of me that doesn't want to let go." She said while looking down at it also.
"Long history."
Faith smiled at his comment. "Yeah definitely."
Faith's smiled disappeared when she noticed that Bosco was starting to take short shaky breaths along trembling slightly. Stroking the side of face she caught a few of tears hoping to relax him so he wouldn't get worked up.
"Sorry" Bosco whispered.
"It's okay, you don't have to apologize." Faith said taking his trembling hands into her own. Faith waited until it subsided. "You want to go sit on the couch it'll be more comfortable?" Bosco nodded and stood to follow her. After another hour of talking, both of them fell asleep with Faith resting her head against his chest she listened to the continuous rhythm of his heart beat and breathing.