Disclaimer: I own none of the characters in this story. Except for 2. (Wilde and Longfellows) Also, I want to thank my wonderful bf Adam for helping me out a bit with the last chapter.... thanks darling I love you a lot.
Chapter 4It was going to be a long night. Swersky had switched Bosco and I to midnights, and we were under deep cover tonight. We were gonna try and lure the couple stalker out of hiding to make a move, and then we'd have him!
We were sitting in an unmarked police car, in Central park, parked at a spot known to be frequented by many couples, who parked here for a little "intimate time."
It was weird being at work, and not being dressed in my uniform. Although I made sure I looked hot. I was wearing a fluffy pink sweater, and my tightest blue jeans. My hair was pulled up in a high ponytail, and on my feet I wore my favourite black boots.
Bosco looked good too, dressed in a navy blue silk shirt, and dark jeans. He wore his favourite black leather jacket, and he smelled amazing. I loved his cologne. Drakkar Noir...it smelled so sexy on him.
"55 David reporting in, we're at the post." I radioed into the station.
"Copy that David. Call us if you need anything, otherwise, we'll check in with you every hour or so." Said dispatch.
"10-4! Thanks!" I responded.
"So, now that we're here, what should we do?" asked Bosco, looking around.
"I brought a few crossword books, and a few little things to help pass the time." I said.
"Or we could make this look real..." he suggested, raising his eyebrows, and winking at me.
"Yeah we could." I agreed, thinking it would be totally hot, to mess around with him on duty.
We moved a little closer to each other. Bosco clicked on the car radio, to a soft rock station. The song on the radio was Michelle Branch's "Are you happy now?"
"Could you look me in the eye, and tell me that you're happy now?" she sang.
"Oh yeah, fuckin' right I could!" cracked Bosco. Leaning in close to me. Kissing my neck gently.
I giggled and leaned in close to him, nibbling his earlobe. I slipped my arms around him, and pulled him close for a sweet little smooch on the lips
"Oh Faith, honey, you smell so good! What perfume is that?" asked Bosco.
"Nina Ricci, L'aire du temps." I said. "You like it?"
"It's sweet...just like you!" said Bosco.
We embraced each other tightly then and snuggled up, gazing into each other's eyes.
"Baby, I just want you to know, that at first when Fred left me, I was miserable, but after you opened up to me...I was so touched by everything you said to me that night, and I knew it was going to be okay." I whispered, nuzzling his neck, kissing it lightly.
"Faith, you don't know how happy that makes me, to hear that." He said pulling away for a second. He jumped out of the car, and went into the trunk.
Bosco jumped back in the front with a small picnic hamper. He pulled out a red silk scarf and spread it over the seat, He then set down a couple votive candles, and a bottle of sparkling grape juice, along with two very pretty fluted glasses, He pulled his discman out of the basket, and hooked it up to a pair of little speakers which he set up on the dashboard.
Bosco turned off the radio,
He then chose a CD, and put it in...and a song started up...
"At last...my love has come along. My lonely days are over....and life is like a song!" sang Etta James.
"Faith, get out of the car for a bit...let's dance together."
"Bosco, it's freezing out there, let's stay warm, cuddled up in here."
"Yeah, okay." He said, popping the cork on the grape juice.
He filled both glasses and we sat sipping the juice and talking to each other listening to his CD, a collection of nice love songs...(He had really become romantic, since he'd confessed his love to me.)
"55-David this is dispatch, come in." said a voice over the radio.
Bosco reached over and hit pause on the CD Player, and picked up the mic.
"This is Boscorelli." He replied.
"Everything okay out there?" they asked.
"Yeah, all quiet so far, nothing unusual to report." He said.
"That's a big 10-4! We're here if you need anything." Said dispatch.
Bosco reached into the hamper again, and pulled out a red and white box tied with a shiny red ribbon. He started the music back up again.
"I bought these for you Faith, I know you love chocolates." Said Bosco, handing me the box.
"Assorted Truffles." I said smiling. "4 Champagne, 4 Irish Cream, 4 Raspberry, and 4 Grand Mariner."
"Thanks baby! Let's have one." I whispered.
"I'll have a Raspberry one." Said Bosco.
After our truffles, we were joking about what to do with the sugar buzz we now had when Bosco leaned over and kissed me on the lips, using his tongue to part my lips, and deepening the kiss.
I moaned softly, and reached up to run my fingers through his sexy short brown hair. We continued to kiss, and then when we finally broke it, he leaned down and blew out the candles. He packed everything away except for the discman, and pulled me close to him.
"Oh Faith, I love you! You look so sexy tonight." He whispered, laying me down on the seat.
Bosco kissed my neck, and nibbled my earlobe, all the while whispering dirty little things into my ear.
"Oh Faith! I want you so bad right now honey. You don't realize what you do to me!" he moaned into my ear.
Just then, I happened to glance up over Bosco's shoulder and what I saw, made me jump!
"Bosco!"
There, looking in on us, with a knife in his hand, stood a man.
Bosco turned around slowly to face the man; the man pulled the door open, and pulled him out by the back of his shirt.
"Get down on the ground. And don't move until I tell you too." He growled.
Bosco lay down, and the man got in the car beside me, I was hysterical, years of police training and I was still freaked out!
"Please mister, don't hurt me....Me and my boyfriend were just trying to spend some time alone together."
"Shut up, you're going to stay quiet bitch!" he growled.
The guy started pulling at my sweater, which was pissin' me off, he was going to stretch it all out of shape. There was no way I was going to take this, they didn't teach me to defend myself at the academy for nothing.
I curled up my leg, and brought my knee up, nailing him firmly in the groin.
He then hauled off and slapped my face, and that was when out of nowhere Bosco smashed him over the head with a billy club. It must have been in the trunk.
Bosco pulled him out of the car, and off of me, and threw him down in the snow.
"Now you're under arrest for assaulting a New York City Police Officer, and for assault with a deadly weapon!" he said, cuffing the guy's hands behind his back.
"Under arrest? You're cops?" the guy asked, stunned.
"That's right! Now get in there..." said Bosco, shoving the guy into the back of the car.
We took him back to the station, and processed him. We called the three victims that had been assaulted by this guy, and each one identified him in a line-up. He was going to jail for a long time.
"Good work, Boscorelli, Yokas. And since I'm such a nice guy, I'm going to relieve you both of duty for the rest of the shift. Go home and get some sleep, and come in tomorrow for the Third Watch as usual."
"Yes sir!" we said together.
"Let's go grab a bite to eat at Denny's, I'm starving." I said.
We got to Denny's and sat down, the waitress brought us our coffee, and as we sat drinking coffee, and waiting for the food, talking about the arrest we'd just made, my cell phone rang.
I answered my phone, and heard Emily's voice on the other end.
"Mom! I can't take this anymore, Cruz is driving me mental mom! She's such a controlling bitch...she smashed Charlie's Game Boy just because he was playing with it at the breakfast table, she wouldn't let me go to the movies after school with Melissa and Valerie, and she told me I wasn't allowed to hang up my posters in my room, she ripped my favourite one of Orlando into little bitty pieces too." She sobbed.
"Emily Yokas! There's no need to use language like that." I said, "Now calm down and talk to me, tell me what's going on." I said.
Bosco shot me a concerned look across the table, and I gestured to let him know it was okay.
"I want to come home to you Mom. I don't want to live here with her. Dad takes her side too. He slapped me the other day because I sassed her. I told her she wasn't my mom, and that she couldn't tell me what to do, and Dad grounded me for a month, and he hit me too mom, he hit me hard across the face, and left a mark." She continued to sob and sniffle, and it broke my heart hearing it.
"Emily, is Charlie around?" I asked.
"He's passed out mom, he's awful tired. Poor little guy. He's been really sad about his Game Boy. He loved that thing." She said.
"Okay, Emily, here's what I'm going to do. I'm going to get in touch with my lawyer, Mr. Silva, and I'm going to start trying to get custody of you and Charlie back. I don't want to leave you there with Cruz. It might take me a little while to get things in order, but I promise I'll handle it as quickly as I can okay baby?" I said.
"OK Mom." She said.
"Em, I need you to keep this quiet, okay? I don't want Daddy to know. Anyway sweetie, I'm going to go and eat, Uncle Bosco and I are having some food at Denny's, we worked night shift tonight. And we're kinda hungry. But don't you worry, I'm going to get you guys out of there. So just sit tight, and I'll try to come and see you at school as soon as I can, okay honey?"
"OK say hi to Uncle B for me." She said "I love you Mom, bye!"
"Bye baby." I said, feeling hot tears stinging my eyes, and wanting to seriously hurt Cruz for treating my kids like that. And as for Fred, I just did not want to go there.
"Is everything okay Faith, are the kids okay?" asked Bosco.
"Yeah, they're okay except for the fact that Cruz is the stepmom from hell." I sobbed.
"Oh Faith. Listen if you need someone to vouch for you in court, to tell them you're a good mom, I'm there for ya babe!" said Bosco.
I dried my eyes, and tried to get my composure, I picked at my French toast and sausage. What was I gonna do, I couldn't take the kids home yet...the apartment was still empty. No judge would give me custody back with the place like that.
"Oh Bos...what am I going to do?" I said. "The apartment's empty, the kids can't come home with it like that."
"Well Faith, I've got a bunch of money saved up. I can help you with fixin' the place up. We can buy some new beds for the kids, and new dishes and everything, and get the place looking great. Heck we can even re-decorate I'm sure the kids would love that. And if you want I can call Ashley, my friend the designer, and have her do something special with the kids' room." He offered.
"Well, that would be a start. And while we're working on the place, I can get in touch with my lawyer and have him start the process of getting them back."
"Actually babe, I think we should wait a bit, at least until we have the kids room in shape again?" said Bosco.
"Yeah; Seriously Mo, I don't know what I would do, if I didn't have you."
"Woah wait a second, did you just call me Mo?" said Bosco.
"Yeah." I said smiling.
"That's kinda cute Faith." He said blushing.
"Mikey used to call me Mo...years ago, an' my ma too." He said.
Poor Mikey. Sully and Davis found a torso cut up in a garbage bag with a hand...and the fingerprints came back confirming that it was Mikey.
Poor Bosco; it was a long time before anyone knew if he was going to be okay.
"You still miss him, don't you?" I asked.
"Yeah, but he did the right thing, telling us about the ecstasy ring, he prolly saved a lot of people from getting hurt or worse."
We finished breakfast and headed back to Bosco's apartment.
Bosco went to shower, and I went into the bedroom. The sun was blazing outside the window, and I closed the drapes darkening the room quite a bit. It was then that I had an idea. We wouldn't have time when we woke up for work, but what was wrong with a little bit of lovin' before we went to bed?
I set out some vanilla scented white candles, and lit them.
I then went into the walk-in closet and stripped out of my clothes, and changed into one of my favourite little nighties that I had brought over from my place, it was made of red satin. The nightgown had spaghetti straps, and it fit me perfectly, showing off all of my curves. It also rested just above my knees.
I let my hair down from its ponytail, and went out into the bedroom. I picked up my brush and brushed my hair quickly. I applied some more perfume. I then went over to the bed and laid myself out across the bedspread. Bosco came out of the bathroom, wearing only a pair of sexy white cotton boxers and drying his hair with a towel.
"Ahem!"
"Oh my god Faith, you look so good. That's a very sexy nightie!" he said coming over to the bed.
I jumped off the bed, and pulled back the bedspread, and Bosco and I slipped between the black satin sheets.
Bosco kissed me deeply on the lips, and playfully carried on to nibble on my earlobes.
I moaned softly, and wrapped my arms around him. We continued to kiss and touch each other, still getting to know each other's bodies, and I lost myself in the wonderful warm and safe feeling I had whenever he held me.
"I love you Mo." I whispered in his ear.
"I love you too Faith." He moaned in my ear as he slowly slipped inside me.
We made love slowly, savoring each moment. Getting lost in the amazing sensations. And when the pleasure became too intense, we called each other's names out, and I felt a warmth deep inside me as he came.
Bosco drifted off to sleep in my arms, and I laid there watching him sleep for the first little while until I too drifted off to sleep.