It took Rose a few minutes after the nurses had arrived to give Faith smelling salts to realize her remaining son was awake. She quickly thanked the lord and rushed to his side. "My sweet baby, my poor sweet baby."
"Faith," he groaned.
"Are you in any pain son, I'll get the doctor."
"Faith," he called, a bit louder.
"Oh Maurice, she's right here. I think you may have given her a bit of a fright." Rose's thoughts were going a mile a minute. Her son had finally woke up from his coma, a moment she had been waiting for what seemed to be a lifetime. And he was asking for Faith.
Rose couldn't help but smile about that. She knew that Maurice had been in love with Faith for quite a long time now. Every time he looked at her, you could see it in his eyes. And Faith was so good to him.
Faith hadn't told her, but Rose was sure her husband had left her. She knew how much Faith's husband hated her son, and she knew that Faith couldn't have spent as much time with Maurice as she had, if something hadn't happened. Faith had thrown herself into her new detective position and if she wasn't at work she was at the hospital. She couldn't count the many times she found Faith asleep in the waiting room when she was wheeled down from her own hospital room to check on her son. And when he was brought out of ICU to a private room, Faith had started bringing little things for him.
At first Rose didn't know where they were coming from. They were just little things. A few flowers from Mikey's gravesite service, a service Rose hadn't got to attend. According to Faith they held it very quickly under the watchful eye of the SWAT team. Donald Mann might have been dead, but they were taking no chances on losing any more officers.
The doctors pushed Rose away so they could check Maurice for any long term effects of the blood loss. They were told from the beginning there could be lasting effects. Any number of things could have killed him. She just wanted to scoop him up and hug him, kiss all his boo-boos like she did when he was still her little boy. She was always supposed to make him feel better, but when the doctors backed away, Faith was finally revived enough to rush to his side. At first Rose was a little upset by this, but as soon as she saw the smile on her son's face, she realized that Faith was what her boy needed.
Rose felt like she was watching a movie. They didn't even realize she was there, so she stepped into the hall, to give them some privacy. She smiled at the thought of her boy finally being happy, and with someone she liked. She decided to find his doctor. She spoke with the doctor only briefly, as he was paged to the emergency room, but she got some great news from him. It looked as though there would be no long term effects for him. He might even be able to get to go back to work in a few months. She opened the door, to see a sight that made her heart flutter. Love's first kiss.
Author's Note... Thanks to everyone (and I do mean everyone) for reviewing. I feel like this chapter is probably a bit rough. Rose is a very hard person to write, because she's never on the show, and everyone seems to have a different take on her, so I had to use my imagination a lot and I hope you enjoy the outcome. I'm kind of afraid it's choppy. I'm almost positive the next chapter will be in Bosco's POV.