Title: Daddy's Little Girl
Rating: PG-13
Players: Bosco, Faith, Swersky, others. One original
Category: fluff/comedy
Summary: There's a new rookie at the 55. Bosco is her training officer
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
A/N: I love all the reviews. Seriously you guys thank you so much. Please keep them up it -really- really helps me write more. Also if you have any ideas feel free to share because I'm kind of running out of ideas. So speak up. Other then hooking Bosco up with Kennedy. No.
A/N-2: Thanks for everyone's help, Stella, Seattlegirl, everyone. Thanks to the seven of you who were kind enough to take a few moments to review my last chapter. You're the only reason I wrote chapter eight. Also thank you so much for being kind enough to read the fic. I hope you keep on reading it and reviewing. I'll keep writing, and I'll be sure to return the favor on your next fic you write. :-)
The breakfast was actually pretty decent. They ate at a diner Faith said she and Bosco always went to. For a greasy spoon, they had some damn good French toast, which Kennedy inhaled. After breakfast the all headed into work, and for once Bosco was actually on time.
Swersky looked up as the trio walked in, he put his pen down. Taking a short break from his paperwork. "Boscorelli, can I have a word with you?"
Bosco looked back at Kennedy, and Faith then turned to Swersky. "Sure."
"Alone."
"See you in roll Bosco." Kennedy told him, offering her Dad a small smile.
"Good luck Bosco." Faith said before heading up the stairs.
Swersky waited in his office for Bosco; once Bosco entered he closed his door. "Bosco, tell me the truth. Is my daughter staying with you?"
Bosco sat silent before nodding his head. "Yes sir, she came over last night. I was the one who told her to call you."
His thick, tree trunk like arms were crossed over his chest. He looked at Bosco.
"She was gunna go to a motel, but you know unless she was willing to pay 150 dollars a night, I wasn't going to let her." Bosco looked down at the floor, fearing the wrath of Hurricane Swersky.
"She's okay?" Swersky asked.
"She's fine boss." Bosco looked up a bit, Swersky hadn't yelled at him yet. This was definitely a first.
He nodded. "She isn't in your way or anything?"
"No sir, not at all." Bosco replied.
"You don't mind either?"
Bosco shook his head. "No."
"I want her home, but I know my daughter when she gets mad like that, she stays like that." Swersky said with a soft smile.
Bosco smiled.
"I still remember the day she was born. I was the proudest father in the hospital, most likely the city. She wasn't like rest of those babies, she had more hair, her eyes were prettier, and her skin was so prefect. Her lips where the most perfect shade of red I had ever seen. Her nose wasn't to small, or too big. It was just perfect." A smiled crossed his lips. "When she yelled, believe me you heard her."
" I remember holding her for the first time, how scared I was. Scared she would break in my arms, she was so tiny." He smiled. "I swear I counted her fingers and toes over and over and over. Making sure she had ten of each. There was no doubt my little girl was prefect. She was definitely daddy's little girl, still is. " His smile grew larger.
"When Kennedy told me she wanted to go in the blue, first I was scared. I didn't want my little girl seeing the kinda crap we see everyday, but then I saw the excitement her eyes, how much it meant to her. I knew this was what she wanted to do with her life, I couldn't say no. I couldn't break her heart like that. Now, I couldn't be more proud of her."
Bosco smiled softly, he wasn't sure why Swersky was telling him all this, but he wasn't about to say anything.
"I want to thank you Bosco, for watching out for my little girl, when I can't." He matter-of-factly said.
"No problem lieu." Bosco replied.
"Go get ready for roll, oh and don't let her know that I know she's staying with you. She'll get up set." Swersky smiled softly.
Bosco stood up nodding his head. "No problem boss. See you in roll call." He said closing the door behind him and heading to the locker room.
"What did my Dad want?" Kennedy questioned Bosco lacing up her boot.
"Nothin' important, go over some paperwork. That type of stuff." Bosco was lying through his teeth, but she didn't need to know.
Kennedy didn't believe him but shrugged it off anyways. "Oh okay," she quickly fixed her hair. "well hurry up an' get dressed, I don't want to be late."
"I'm goin' I'm goin'." Bosco mused shaking his head at her, as he began changing.
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They were a good six hours into their shift when Kennedy looked over at Bosco. "So you an Yokas?"
Bosco looked at Kennedy. "What 'bout us?"
"She told me Bosco, I know what's going on 'tween you two." she smiled.
"Yokas tol' you?" Bosco asked stopping at a red light.
"Yea, while you were in the shower, okay she didn't tell me, I kinda figured it out on my own, an' she jus' proved me right. Women jus' don' bring bagels over to a guys house. Especially a guy they've known as long as Yokas has known you."
Bosco blushed just a bit. "So then you know?"
"Yes, Bosco I know." She shook her head. "I think it's cool."
"You aren't gunna tell your Dad?"
"No, why?"
"Jus' curious. I know datin' in the work place really isn't cool. You know what I mean?" Bosco asked.
"Yeah but, I don' think my dad would care. Either way your secret is safe with me Bosco."
"You like her?" Bosco asked.
"She seems cool and all, question is do you like her?"
Bosco took a deep breath. "Honestly I think - I think I love her."
"Bosco that's -" She smiled. "I'm really happy for you. Does she know? I mean have you told her?"
"I don' know if she knows. An' no I haven't tol' her." Bosco said
"Bosco you should tell her, really you should."
"I don' want to scare her off." He said, a hint of fear in his voice.
"I don't think she can be scared off that easily." Kennedy stuck a stick of gun in her mouth then offered Bosco some.
"No thanks." He turned to Kennedy. "You sure?"
"If she's put up with you all these years an' still has your back an' all. She's not goin' anywhere."
Bosco smiled. "You really think so?"
"I'm definitely no lesbian or anythin' Bosco, but I know women, an' I know Faith digs you." She said with a small smile.
"I think I'm almost ready?"
Kennedy was confused. "Almost ready? Ready for what Bosco?"
"You know?" He blushed a little.
"No, obviously I don', otherwise I wouldn't be asking." Kennedy replied.
"To pop the question, I mean we've been datin' for almost a year now, an' I've known her for 14 years."
"Wow, Bosco," she was smiling. "that's awesome."
"I'm savin' up for a ring, I'm almost there. 'Nother pay check." He smiled. "I wanna,--I need to find the right one. I want it to special. I want it to be everythin' she never had."
"Bosco, that's so sweet."
"We useta chill under this bridge. Hide out, let 55-Charlie take the calls, until somethin' good came along. We'd sit there durin' the shift. She'd tell me 'bout her kids, I'd tell her 'bout my Ma, or whatever girl friend it was at the time. We'd talk 'bout everythin'." Bosco smiled. "That's kinda -- yea that's where I wanna ask her. Of course after a nice romantic dinner."
"Any ideas where you want to take her."
"Somewhere nice, expensive, hard to get in."
"Tavern on the Green?" Kennedy asked.
"I said hard, not impossible."
She smiled. "Impossible for most easy for some."
"What do you mean?" Bosco asked turning to her.
"Jus' so happens I have a friend who works there. She's been workin' there since college. All I got to do is make a phone call, an' I can get you a table."
"You're kiddin' me?"
She turned. "Nope, I'm serious."
"Kennedy Marie Swersky, I'd prob'ly owe you my life if you did that." Bosco was glowing. He knew Faith would love that.
"Jus' think of it as a thanks. For lettin' me stay with you an' all. Puttin' up with me."
"I don' know if I could ever repay you." Bosco softly said.
"There's no need too, were partners right?"
"Partners. How soon will you know?"
"I'll call her in the mornin' before I go in, any date you want?"
Bosco though. "Hmm how 'bout." he did some quick math in his head. "Today is March 7th, so..." he paused. "May 2nd." he nodded. "Yea I know I'll have enough, an' I'll have the ring and everything else." A large smile crossed Bosco's face. He was finally going to do this.
"May 2nd it is. An' Bosco."
He turned to her. "Hmm?"
"Congratulations."
"I haven't asked the question yet."
"Well this way I can be the first one to say it."
Bosco laughed a little. "Thanks."
"Jus' better invite me to the weddin' that's all I can say."
"You'll definitely be on the list, don' worry." He offered her a reassuring smile.
A/N: I love all the reviews. Seriously you guys thank you so much. Please keep them up it -really- really helps me write more. Also if you have any ideas feel free to share because I'm kind of running out of ideas. So speak up. Other then hooking Bosco up with Kennedy. No.
A/N-2: Thanks for everyone's help, Stella, Seattlegirl, everyone. Thanks to the seven of you who were kind enough to take a few moments to review my last chapter. You're the only reason I wrote chapter eight. Also thank you so much for being kind enough to read the fic. I hope you keep on reading it and reviewing. I'll keep writing, and I'll be sure to return the favor on your next fic you write. :-)
The breakfast was actually pretty decent. They ate at a diner Faith said she and Bosco always went to. For a greasy spoon, they had some damn good French toast, which Kennedy inhaled. After breakfast the all headed into work, and for once Bosco was actually on time.
Swersky looked up as the trio walked in, he put his pen down. Taking a short break from his paperwork. "Boscorelli, can I have a word with you?"
Bosco looked back at Kennedy, and Faith then turned to Swersky. "Sure."
"Alone."
"See you in roll Bosco." Kennedy told him, offering her Dad a small smile.
"Good luck Bosco." Faith said before heading up the stairs.
Swersky waited in his office for Bosco; once Bosco entered he closed his door. "Bosco, tell me the truth. Is my daughter staying with you?"
Bosco sat silent before nodding his head. "Yes sir, she came over last night. I was the one who told her to call you."
His thick, tree trunk like arms were crossed over his chest. He looked at Bosco.
"She was gunna go to a motel, but you know unless she was willing to pay 150 dollars a night, I wasn't going to let her." Bosco looked down at the floor, fearing the wrath of Hurricane Swersky.
"She's okay?" Swersky asked.
"She's fine boss." Bosco looked up a bit, Swersky hadn't yelled at him yet. This was definitely a first.
He nodded. "She isn't in your way or anything?"
"No sir, not at all." Bosco replied.
"You don't mind either?"
Bosco shook his head. "No."
"I want her home, but I know my daughter when she gets mad like that, she stays like that." Swersky said with a soft smile.
Bosco smiled.
"I still remember the day she was born. I was the proudest father in the hospital, most likely the city. She wasn't like rest of those babies, she had more hair, her eyes were prettier, and her skin was so prefect. Her lips where the most perfect shade of red I had ever seen. Her nose wasn't to small, or too big. It was just perfect." A smiled crossed his lips. "When she yelled, believe me you heard her."
" I remember holding her for the first time, how scared I was. Scared she would break in my arms, she was so tiny." He smiled. "I swear I counted her fingers and toes over and over and over. Making sure she had ten of each. There was no doubt my little girl was prefect. She was definitely daddy's little girl, still is. " His smile grew larger.
"When Kennedy told me she wanted to go in the blue, first I was scared. I didn't want my little girl seeing the kinda crap we see everyday, but then I saw the excitement her eyes, how much it meant to her. I knew this was what she wanted to do with her life, I couldn't say no. I couldn't break her heart like that. Now, I couldn't be more proud of her."
Bosco smiled softly, he wasn't sure why Swersky was telling him all this, but he wasn't about to say anything.
"I want to thank you Bosco, for watching out for my little girl, when I can't." He matter-of-factly said.
"No problem lieu." Bosco replied.
"Go get ready for roll, oh and don't let her know that I know she's staying with you. She'll get up set." Swersky smiled softly.
Bosco stood up nodding his head. "No problem boss. See you in roll call." He said closing the door behind him and heading to the locker room.
"What did my Dad want?" Kennedy questioned Bosco lacing up her boot.
"Nothin' important, go over some paperwork. That type of stuff." Bosco was lying through his teeth, but she didn't need to know.
Kennedy didn't believe him but shrugged it off anyways. "Oh okay," she quickly fixed her hair. "well hurry up an' get dressed, I don't want to be late."
"I'm goin' I'm goin'." Bosco mused shaking his head at her, as he began changing.
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They were a good six hours into their shift when Kennedy looked over at Bosco. "So you an Yokas?"
Bosco looked at Kennedy. "What 'bout us?"
"She told me Bosco, I know what's going on 'tween you two." she smiled.
"Yokas tol' you?" Bosco asked stopping at a red light.
"Yea, while you were in the shower, okay she didn't tell me, I kinda figured it out on my own, an' she jus' proved me right. Women jus' don' bring bagels over to a guys house. Especially a guy they've known as long as Yokas has known you."
Bosco blushed just a bit. "So then you know?"
"Yes, Bosco I know." She shook her head. "I think it's cool."
"You aren't gunna tell your Dad?"
"No, why?"
"Jus' curious. I know datin' in the work place really isn't cool. You know what I mean?" Bosco asked.
"Yeah but, I don' think my dad would care. Either way your secret is safe with me Bosco."
"You like her?" Bosco asked.
"She seems cool and all, question is do you like her?"
Bosco took a deep breath. "Honestly I think - I think I love her."
"Bosco that's -" She smiled. "I'm really happy for you. Does she know? I mean have you told her?"
"I don' know if she knows. An' no I haven't tol' her." Bosco said
"Bosco you should tell her, really you should."
"I don' want to scare her off." He said, a hint of fear in his voice.
"I don't think she can be scared off that easily." Kennedy stuck a stick of gun in her mouth then offered Bosco some.
"No thanks." He turned to Kennedy. "You sure?"
"If she's put up with you all these years an' still has your back an' all. She's not goin' anywhere."
Bosco smiled. "You really think so?"
"I'm definitely no lesbian or anythin' Bosco, but I know women, an' I know Faith digs you." She said with a small smile.
"I think I'm almost ready?"
Kennedy was confused. "Almost ready? Ready for what Bosco?"
"You know?" He blushed a little.
"No, obviously I don', otherwise I wouldn't be asking." Kennedy replied.
"To pop the question, I mean we've been datin' for almost a year now, an' I've known her for 14 years."
"Wow, Bosco," she was smiling. "that's awesome."
"I'm savin' up for a ring, I'm almost there. 'Nother pay check." He smiled. "I wanna,--I need to find the right one. I want it to special. I want it to be everythin' she never had."
"Bosco, that's so sweet."
"We useta chill under this bridge. Hide out, let 55-Charlie take the calls, until somethin' good came along. We'd sit there durin' the shift. She'd tell me 'bout her kids, I'd tell her 'bout my Ma, or whatever girl friend it was at the time. We'd talk 'bout everythin'." Bosco smiled. "That's kinda -- yea that's where I wanna ask her. Of course after a nice romantic dinner."
"Any ideas where you want to take her."
"Somewhere nice, expensive, hard to get in."
"Tavern on the Green?" Kennedy asked.
"I said hard, not impossible."
She smiled. "Impossible for most easy for some."
"What do you mean?" Bosco asked turning to her.
"Jus' so happens I have a friend who works there. She's been workin' there since college. All I got to do is make a phone call, an' I can get you a table."
"You're kiddin' me?"
She turned. "Nope, I'm serious."
"Kennedy Marie Swersky, I'd prob'ly owe you my life if you did that." Bosco was glowing. He knew Faith would love that.
"Jus' think of it as a thanks. For lettin' me stay with you an' all. Puttin' up with me."
"I don' know if I could ever repay you." Bosco softly said.
"There's no need too, were partners right?"
"Partners. How soon will you know?"
"I'll call her in the mornin' before I go in, any date you want?"
Bosco though. "Hmm how 'bout." he did some quick math in his head. "Today is March 7th, so..." he paused. "May 2nd." he nodded. "Yea I know I'll have enough, an' I'll have the ring and everything else." A large smile crossed Bosco's face. He was finally going to do this.
"May 2nd it is. An' Bosco."
He turned to her. "Hmm?"
"Congratulations."
"I haven't asked the question yet."
"Well this way I can be the first one to say it."
Bosco laughed a little. "Thanks."
"Jus' better invite me to the weddin' that's all I can say."
"You'll definitely be on the list, don' worry." He offered her a reassuring smile.