Broken Wing
Chapter 8
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Authors Note: The roadblock has been lifted and I know where I'm going but that said I'm not happy with this chapter. It's a filler chapter that I needed so I could get on with this story after like what? A year hiatus. (Sorry about that btw) So as wonderful as my beta is I didn't send this chapter to her. Why waste her time? The next chapter will be more story. I promise.
Feedback: as always is more then welcomed.
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"So what have my favorite officers been up too?"
The young man shifted in the spot he was standing, he was sick of hearing about Boscorelli and Yokas. For months now that's all he heard about. Why they couldn't have just killed them was beyond him. Wasn't like this plan his boss had was all that great anyway. Just kept taking more time and getting more people involved.
"Well?" The other man asked getting annoyed with the delay of the reply.
"Oh um Faith left sir; Boscorelli had moved them to a different house. She took off late last night he hasn't went looking for her yet."
"You have someone on her?"
"Yes Sir."
"That's what I like to hear, I know I put you in charge for a reason Smith."
"Yes Sir"
"Well you know what comes next, finish her off. Our fun has been had. Time for Boscorelli's turn."
"Yes Sir."
Smith turned and began to walk out of the room pleased with his latest orders, finally they were getting this show moving maybe soon his boss would find something better to focus on instead of some pathetic beat cops.
Bosco's eyes slowly began to open. It wasn't until a few minutes later had he been able to open them fully and start to focus on his surroundings. Beside him was the coffee table and around him were shattered pieces of glass and underneath his head he could feel dried up blood.
He began to sit up, taking it slow. The room around him began to spin. His hand immediately went to the side of his head as a sharp pain shot through it.
:"Damn it Faith."
Out of reflex more then anything he took a look around the room seeing if Faith had stayed. When he realized she was long gone he began to slowly make his way to the bathroom to look at the damage his friend had caused.
When he looked into the mirror he was shocked at what he saw. The left side of his head near the temple but into the hair had a patch of dried blood caked into his hair and a few small pieced of glass from the lamp were visible. The only piece that looked like it had or still could cause some damage was a bigger piece stuck in the end of the gash. It obviously being the piece of glass that caused the cut in the first place instead of just a dark painful bump.
Bosco let out a small whimper as he reached up and carefully pulled out the piece of broken glass. Luckily by the looks of things he had managed to get it removed completely without causing much harm. He grabbed a washcloth from the shower and wet it before placing it on the wound hoping to stop the blood that had started to reappear.
He continued to hold the cloth there as he sat on the edge of the tub while waiting for the blood to slow. His mind running through every place Faith could have taken off too, but knowing all were probably unlikely places she would go now in her condition.
It was when he was about to pull away the washcloth that he noticed that he hadn't flicked the light switch on when he entered the room, yet he could see perfectly. He glanced up at the small window on the north wall. It had light blue curtains covering it but sunlight still shone through.
How long had he been out? It was well after midnight the night before when he talked on the phone with Fred. He quickly looked down to his watch flinching at the pain the sudden movement caused.
"Shit!"
It was almost 10 AM. He had been knocked out for hours. Probably because of the stress he was under combined with the lack of sleep then the nasty bump.
He rushed to the living room jumping over the mess in the middle of the floor, going straight for the door reaching to grab his car keys from the key rack.
He hit the wall in anger as he realized he had been stupid enough to leave his keys where Faith could have easily found them. 'What the hell was he going to do now?' Faith could have been anywhere by now. He had to find her and find her fast.
He went into the kitchen and grabbed the phone off of the wall and held it to his ear as he went to dial the number to a taxi service. But before his finger ever touched one of the buttons he heard a ringing coming from the living room.
"What the hell is that?"
He dropped the receiver and it hit the floor. He looked around the room trying to figure out where the sound was coming from. Finally on the fifth ring he found it behind a potted plant in the corner of the room.
Thankful that Faith hadn't caused his phone the same damage she had caused his head, he clicked the talk button.
"What?"
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Bosco ran through the Angel of Mercy Emergency doors. Hoping that he wasn't too late and that Faith was going to be fine. He came as soon as he got off of the phone with Kim telling him that she and Carlos had picked Faith up in an ally after getting a call. According to Kim they had found her passed out barley breathing, with a needle sticking out of her arm.
If anything happened to her this time it was completely his fault. The night she went missing he couldn't have done anything but this? This he could have stopped if he had only listened to his gut and not Faith. She was his friend but he should have known better. He should have risked there friendship and gotten her help. Isn't that what a friend is suppose to do? He was always messing things up and this time it could be Faith paying the price.
"Bosco over here." Kim called him.
"How is she?"
"It's too early to know anything yet. If we hadn't gotten there when we did, she'd be dead. As it is we don't know the damage that was caused."
"Is she going to live?"
Kim nodded. "Probably"
If Kim hadn't been so helpful so far Bosco would have blown up at her. Probably? What kind of answer was that? Probably.
"So you needed help for your brother?"
Bosco shot her a warning look. "Not now Kim."
"What were you thinking?"
"Look what was I suppose to do?"
"Bring her here. Get her some real help."
"Kim you don't understand. I did what I had to do."
Kim opened her mouth to say more but Bosco turned his back and walked towards the nurse's desk.
"Bosco you need to be looked at." She called after him but he just ignored her.
"Mary can I see her?"
The nurse looked up at him.
"I'm sorry Bosco but I can't let you back there."
"Why not?" Bosco asked annoyed. She didn't reply to him she only looked over his shoulder. He turned around to see what she was looking at.
'Shit' His day wasn't about to get any better.