Rated R still.
We still don't own shit! Except the Vinny guy, but we might give him away
after this fic.....
Malinda4242/boscoslut
Rules and Broken Trust Chapter 6
Haggerty's was almost half full, and more were coming in, it was Monday, and the place was filling up fast.
Smoke drifted over the growing crowd, and loud laughter mingled with the medium volume music. Everyone seemed to be enjoying his or herself, and with the loud yelling back and forth going on, it seemed some more than others.
The TV's were carrying a few game reruns, and many were acting like it was the first time the games had aired, a few were even placing 'drinking' bets on the next plays or the scores, causing a lot of raucous laughter and shouting to take place.
Sitting at the bar, his stool turned to the room, Vinny glared over at Ty and Sully, 'What the hell they have to be here for?' he wondered sourly, his good mood was rapidly going downhill now, as he watched them laughing and joking around.
Sully and Ty were talking to a couple of other off duty cops, and had pretty much ignored him after the inital 'hellos'. Not that he cared, he wasn't here for them anyway.
But that Ty was pissing him off, 'acts like he owns that fucking place. Can't he see that the others only tolerate his ass because of Sully? Why doesn't he get the hint and leave. He'd better not start any shit when Bosco gets here, he'll be one sorry motherfucker."
Sharing a story from a few weeks ago, the small group was laughing and having a good time.
"Mr. Jacks was really giving you hell," Sully laughed, "I thought you were going to have a stroke!"
"Yeah, that was good, "Don't do that, you're going to piss him off!", hahahaha, like that damn dog was gonna jump up and bite you in the ass," Ty was cracking up at the memory.
"Hey, that damn dead dog stunk, I can't believe he got upset just cause I was putting a garbage can over it until animal control got there!" Duncan laughed.
"But the best part was when he started petting it," Sully was howling, "I thought Duncan here was going to lose his lunch!"
"Man, no, it was definitly when he asks Duncan for a priest!" Ty was rolling now, "Said, "he needs the 'last rites'. I thought I would lose it right there!"
"No, the best part was when Duncan here asked, without thinking, as usual," Malloy jumped in, "What kind of priest, Roman or Orthodox!"
"Yeah, yeah," Duncan laughed with them, "make fun now, but I don't remember any of you trying to help me out!"
"NO," Ty howled, "we were too busy laughing and trying not to fall down!"
Vinny sat watching them through the growing crowd of off duties as they laughed, and turning told the bartender to get him another whiskey, "Make it a double."
Taking his drink, he downed it, just as Bosco came strolling in the door.
Vinny was about to get up and greet him, when Ty yelled out, "HEY, LOOK WHO'S FINALLY HERE! YOU BUYING RIGHT BOSCO?"
Bosco didn't notice Vinny, he was looking at the group, and called out, "YEAH, BUT ONLY ONE ROUND! YOU MOOCHERS AREN'T GETTING MY WHOLE PAYCHECK THIS TIME!" He glanced around quickly then not noticing Vinny made his way through the crowd to Ty and Sully.
As he reached them, he asked, a grin on his face, "Hey, anybody seen Vin? He was suppose to meet me here. He's buying mine tonight cause the Packers won Saturday, a little bet we had! So I might have to buy you guys a round or two, but I'm drinking free tonight."
Then he frowned as he realized what he'd just said, "Damn, if figures, I'm getting mine paid for, and I still have to pay!"
Ty cracked up at that, throwing his arm over Bosco's shoulders, "That's okay, we promise not to hurt you too much tonight! I've already just about had my limit, and Sul here is drinking club soda!"
Bosco looked up at him laughing, "You want to explain to me how I do this shit? I never can seem to get it right!"
Ty gave his shoulders a friendly squeeze then removed his arm, "Don't ask me bro, I'm still working on it myself," he laughed.
Sully grinned, "Bosco, you are never going to get it right, and for that we are grateful, now where's my drink?"
Bosco started laughing, rolling his eyes, calling out to the bartender, "Hey, Jake, another round for these guys here, and I'll have a Heniken,' then added, "put it on my tab!"
Then Sully said, "Oh and Vinny is over at the bar, near the end if you're still looking for him. You know Bosco, I think there is something not right about that guy."
Looking at him sharply, "What? Sul, there is nothing wrong with him! He's just a little gungho, trying to 'fit in' you know? He's really a nice guy once you get to know him," Bosco smiled, "he really helped me out when I was attacked last weekend, so I owe him okay. You guys try to make him feel like he's part of the house, for me? I'M asking, alright?"
Sighing, Ty looked at Sully, and shrugged, "Sure Bosco, we'll try, cause YOU asked, but if he starts anything...."
"He won't," Bosco looked up at Ty grinning, "you'll see, he really is a nice guy. He's just from Chicago, everybody there is a little rough, remember that gal from there a couple of years ago? Everyone thought she was over the top, but she worked out."
"Yeah, you're right, she did, so go get your new partner, hell, he can't be any worse than you right? Besides, I'm thirsty," Sully laughed.
Bosco grinned at them, "Good one Sullivan, you going on the road with that act soon?"
As he walked back to go get Vinny, Ty gave him a light smack on the side of his head, "And bring back some peanuts."
"Yea, yea, moocher, "Bosco laughed, "anything else, or can you go to the bathroom by yourself now!"
They all laughed at his crack on Ty, turning back to continue their conversation about the 'dead dogs last 'rites'.
Vinny was watching the exchange, his face turning dark red with anger, he couldn't hear what was said, but had seen Ty throw his arm around Bosco, and then saw the head tap, as he watched Bosco approach though, and saw the smile come over his face when he saw Vinny, his mood lightened.
A smile came over his own face, "Hey, Bosco! When did you get here? What cha drinking? Rounds are on me remember?"
"Thanks, I already got one on the way, owed the guys a round, but you can get the next one," Bosco laughed, offering his hand.
Taking it and shaking, Vinny kept a smile on his face, but he was working to do so.
"Sure, whatever," he said looking over Bosco's shoulder at Ty and Sully, then back down at Bosco, "Lieu finally let you go, huh?"
"Yeah, man, I knew I would regret not just calling in sick," Bosco replied, as the bartender brought him the 'round', "Hey, help me bring these to the guys, they want you to join us, get to know them, you know?"
He was taking a couple of drinks into his hands, glancing at Vinny, "They are really great guys, not like most of the rest," lowering his voice, "only ones who didn't want to kick my ass after Faith got shot. You'll like them."
Then he nodded grinning at Vinny, and turned the drinks in his hand, to go back to the group, "Come on man, my beers gonna get hot, and I'm thirsty!"
Vinny grinned, "Okay, sure, lets go," picking up the other drinks, and asking the bartender for another whiskey, he balanced them in his hands, and followed Bosco, who had already reached the small group.
As he approached he saw Ty clap Bosco on the back laughing at something he'd said. Gritting his teeth, Vinny handed the drinks into the middle of the group.
Ty reached out and took his as did Malloy.
"So, what's so funny," Vinny asked, a smile on his face, looking around, nodding to each a hello.
"Oh, just Ty here regaling us with one of his work stories," Malloy answered him.
"Yeah, and he's got a lot of regaling lately to do, seems we keep him entertained," Duncan laughed, "you'll find out now that you're riding with him cause of Mr. I'm FINE BOSS here"
Everyone except Vinny laughed at Duncans imitation of Bosco's attempt to hide from Swersky.
"HEY," Bosco shouted, then laughed, "I should have just kept my ass in the locker room until after rollcall, man that filing shit hurts a body!"
"No, you mean it hurts that brain of yours," Sully laughed.
"Bosco has a brain," Malloy cracked, then leaning over tapped him on the head, "ARE YOU SURE Sullivan? Sounds kind of hollow to me!"
"Naaa," Ty jumped in, "it's not hollow, it's filled with styrofoam peanuts," Ty then jumped back slightly laughing as Bosco pretended to be mad, making a move like he would hit him.
The banter continued, as Vinny tried to join in, but he was too aggrivated to really contribute to the conversation.
Soon Sullivan had moved off to check out the jukebox, and Bosco went to the bar to sit for awhile, Ty and Vinny joining him. Malloy and Duncan said their goodbyes, going home for the night.
"Man, my freaking back is killing me," Bosco moaned, rolling his body around to try to work the kinks out, "Swersky must be on the torture squad, and just because I didn't do the paperwork in Jersey! I know that's why he made me do all the damn filing today!"
"Aww come on Bosco," Ty grinned reaching out and grabbing his shoulders, giving them a quick rub, "what would you rather have been doing, filing or having some perp on crack add to your bruises?" Then he let go, sitting on the stool next to him, Vinny taking the opposite one from Bosco.
"Yeah, I guess you're right," he replied, "as sore as I am, I would have just ended up on my ass anyway, probably from some little kid with an attitude! But, damn, if I'd have known that all the files were going to be R thru Z, I might have taken the kid with the attitude!"
Ty started laughing, then, "I wonder what the hell Sul's going to play on that box? Man's got no taste in music! Probably something old, maybe I should go help him?"
"No," Bosco said, turning to look at Sully, "Oh, please, let me. I got to hit the head anyway, be back in a few." Then getting up he strolled over to Sullivan, leaving Ty and Vinny alone.
"Hey, Sul, what the heck are you....nooo man F7," he remarked leaning against the jukebox, looking down at Sully's selections, "HURT, by Johnny Cash? Man you are old aren't you?"
"Did you come over here to make my night a living hell?" Sully laughed looking up, "DAMN, you know you still look like hell yourself, are you sure you're okay? Nothing broken or anything, is it?"
"Naww, I'm fine," Bosco said, then laughed, at Sully's eyeroll, "Really, just sore that's all, and no nothing is broken, Dr. Thomas said so, course he also said I should stay out of men's rooms unless I bring my bodyguard!"
"HAHAHAHAHA," Sully had looked down at the jukebox again, but now glanced up, "Well, hell I thought you did! What he not escort you?"
"Excuse me," Bosco asked, frowning at him, "What bodyguard?"
"Him," Sully tossed his head back towards Vinny, "he's been acting like your pitbull since you two partnered up last month. Lieu's about to suspend him if he doesn't cut it out."
"First I hear of it," Bosco looked back at Vinny, "cut what out?"
Back at the bar, Vinny downed another whiskey, glancing over at Ty, he slammed the glass down, calling out for another one, then, "Guess you think you're pretty special, don't you?"
"Excuse me," Ty asked, accepting another beer from the bartender, then turning to Vinny, "man look we only have a few days to ride together, and Bosco's already asked me to 'make nice' with you, so lay off okay? He's my friend, and I promised him I'd make the effort, don't make me regret it."
"Fag," Vinny smirked, looking away from him, staring into the mirror behind the bar.
"Excuse ME," Ty turned to him shocked, "What did you say?"
"You heard me, faggot," Vinny turned to him angry, "always touching him, what is up with that? Putting your faggot arm around him, and I saw you in the locker room, all over him. Man guys like you make me sick! But you're not getting away with it, I'm here now, and I'm gonna put a stop to it!"
"HELLO!" Ty turned fully to him, "man you're seeing things! Bosco is just my friend, I don't know what you think you saw, but man that ain't even close!"
At the jukebox.
"Well Sully," Bosco said perplexed, "I don't know about his 'pitbull' behavior and the all about protecting me, but, I will admit that sometimes he comes on a little strong. I'll talk to him, see if I can get him to back off. I don't need anyone to protect me!"
Sully reached out tapping him gently near his stitches, "Yeah, uhhuh," he laughed.
"Aww come on, I had my dick in my hand and my back turned!" Bosco laughed, "No fair, okay? On the streets, I can hold my own and you know it! Speaking of which, I need to go hold something right now, later!"
"OKAY, more info than I needed just now," Sully exclaimed as Bosco headed to the men's room, "HEY," he called after him, "YOU SURE YOU DON'T NEED YOUR BODYGUARD?"
Several of the off duties, seeing where Bosco was headed, cracked up laughing at Sully's joke, Bosco waved them all off with a laugh.
But as he entered the men's room, he hesitated, then, taking a deep breath, he continued in.
He looked at the urinal on the wall, and then feeling like a fool, went into one of the stalls instead.
A few minutes later, he was washing his hands, when another officer came in, "Hey, Boscorelli, you better get out here, looks like Davis and your new partner are about to get into it."
"What," he asked, drying his hands, "What are you talking about, Brooks?"
"Well,' Brooks replied, "I was sitting a few down from them, and didn't hear what was said, but Ty is looking kind of pissed off, just thought you might want to know."
Brooks shrugged then walked over to the urinal, unzipping, as Bosco threw the paper towel in the trash, opened the door and walked quickly out.
Making his way through the crowd, he saw as he came closer, Ty standing up, looking down at Vinny.
Vinny was looking pissed, and was telling Ty something, but Bosco couldn't hear it over the talking and music.
As he reached them, Vinny stood up, and whatever it was he said, Ty had had enough!
Swinging at Vinny, Ty caught him in the jaw, rocking his head back only slightly.
Vinny, laughed, then, "You got to be kidding me! That's all you got!" He then swung hitting Ty across the cheek, Ty fell over some, but quickly came back at him, now they were swinging in earnest, and as Bosco reached them, he was yelling at them.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO DOING" he asked, "STOP IT!"
Bosco tried to step between them, and Ty's punch at Vinny hit him instead, knocking him to the floor, he fell between the barstools, and immediatly grabbed his face, yelling out in pain.
He rolled over to his knees, holding his cheek, rocking back and forth in agony, Ty had not been able to pull his punch in time, and he'd hit him right on his injured cheekbone.
"SON-OF-A-BITCH," Bosco cried out, "SON-OF-A-BITCH!"
Everyone had turned to the fight, but now they were frozen, having seen Ty hit Bosco, most had not seen the beginning of the fight, but several immediatly began to try to break it up.
"OH MY GOD," Ty yelled, bending to him as he knelt on the floor, "BOSCO, MAN I'M SORRY! ARE YOU OKAY?"
Bosco tried to wave him off, but the pain was too much, tears were flowing down his face, and looking at his hand, he saw blood.
"YOU BASTARD!" Vinny yelled at Ty, as the other officers held him back, "LOOK WHAT THE HELL YOU DID!"
Bosco reached out, using the bar stool to help him to his feet, Ty reached out to steady him, "Man I am so sorry, oh SHIT! Bosco, you're bleeding!"
"Yeah, I know," he replied, embarassed at the crowd staring at him, "don't worry about it, I'm..." but before he could complete what he was saying.
The crowd of off duities, yelled out, "FINE!" and started laughing, most seeing the 'fight' was over went back to what ever they had been doing.
Vinny on the other hand, didn't think it was funny, and jumped in to 'keep' Ty from 'telling' what had really gone on.
"Bosco, I'm sorry, it's my fault," he had become completely calm now, his screaming at Ty over as if it had never happened, "I said some things I shouldn't have, me and my big mouth, you know?"
Then before Ty could interject, "Hey, Ty, I'm sorry, okay, don't take the stupid shit I say to heart, I guess I've had a few too many!"
Ty looked over at Sully, who shook his head at him, and mouthed, "Not here" at him.
Turning back to Vinny, Ty saw he had his hand out to shake.
Not wanting to look like an ass, Ty reluctanly reached out, taking it, glancing down at Bosco's bleeding cheek, he just nodded at Vinny.
But this was not over. This would get settled another time. The things that Vinny had said, would not go unanswered, but it could wait.
Right now:
"Bos, look, we need to get that looked at," Ty said, taking a handfull of napkins from the bartender. He reached out and handed them to Bosco, using some to help him wipe the blood from his face and neck.
Nodding, Bosco turned to Vinny, "Look, I'll see you tommorow, okay, I'm going to catch a ride with Ty."
Sully walked up, "Come on drama queen, lets get you taken care of. I told you, you need a bodyguard!" He was laughing to relieve the tension of the moment, "I'm Ty's designated driver tonight, I can be yours, too!"
Bosco laughed, then winced, as his face gave off sharp shooting pains, "Oh great, Proctor's probably on duty tonight!"
"See you Vin," he added as they moved to the door.
Vinny was left standing wondering how the hell he got left behind. This was not in his plan. Bosco was suppose to let him take him home, but it had all happened so fast, that he was left standing alone.
"Ty Davis, is not long for this world, he keeps this shit up," Vinny growled to himself, completely disregarding the fact that he was the one who caused Bosco to need help from them to begin with.
Later in the night, outside of Bosco's apt.
Vinny watched, seething with jealousy as Sully's car drove up finally.
Ty and Bosco got out, with Ty helping him into his building. He appeared a few minutes later, to get into Sully's car, and they drove off, the red taillights glowing as they moved down the street.
Vinny looked up as the saw the lights come on in Bosco's room, his shadow moving past his window, stopping next to something. Vinny watched as he raised his arms over his head, silouetted against the shade, pulling his shirt off and tossing it down, he then moved to the window, raising the shade, and looked out for a minute.
Vinny held his breath as he watched Bosco stand there, completely unaware of his watcher.
Then as Bosoc stretched, yawning, the pain meds kicking in, Vinny gasped watching his lean muscular body flex, then Bosco raised the window slightly, and drew the shade again, moving away.
Vinny sat there, pleasuring himself, waiting for him to return, but the light was soon out, and now all he had was his fantasies, visualizing Bosco in bed, him with him, exploring his body with his hands, Bosco moaning his name..........as Vinny climaxed, he groaned, "I can't wait much longer Bosco,,,,why are you doing this to me."
TBC........
Rules and Broken Trust Chapter 6
Haggerty's was almost half full, and more were coming in, it was Monday, and the place was filling up fast.
Smoke drifted over the growing crowd, and loud laughter mingled with the medium volume music. Everyone seemed to be enjoying his or herself, and with the loud yelling back and forth going on, it seemed some more than others.
The TV's were carrying a few game reruns, and many were acting like it was the first time the games had aired, a few were even placing 'drinking' bets on the next plays or the scores, causing a lot of raucous laughter and shouting to take place.
Sitting at the bar, his stool turned to the room, Vinny glared over at Ty and Sully, 'What the hell they have to be here for?' he wondered sourly, his good mood was rapidly going downhill now, as he watched them laughing and joking around.
Sully and Ty were talking to a couple of other off duty cops, and had pretty much ignored him after the inital 'hellos'. Not that he cared, he wasn't here for them anyway.
But that Ty was pissing him off, 'acts like he owns that fucking place. Can't he see that the others only tolerate his ass because of Sully? Why doesn't he get the hint and leave. He'd better not start any shit when Bosco gets here, he'll be one sorry motherfucker."
Sharing a story from a few weeks ago, the small group was laughing and having a good time.
"Mr. Jacks was really giving you hell," Sully laughed, "I thought you were going to have a stroke!"
"Yeah, that was good, "Don't do that, you're going to piss him off!", hahahaha, like that damn dog was gonna jump up and bite you in the ass," Ty was cracking up at the memory.
"Hey, that damn dead dog stunk, I can't believe he got upset just cause I was putting a garbage can over it until animal control got there!" Duncan laughed.
"But the best part was when he started petting it," Sully was howling, "I thought Duncan here was going to lose his lunch!"
"Man, no, it was definitly when he asks Duncan for a priest!" Ty was rolling now, "Said, "he needs the 'last rites'. I thought I would lose it right there!"
"No, the best part was when Duncan here asked, without thinking, as usual," Malloy jumped in, "What kind of priest, Roman or Orthodox!"
"Yeah, yeah," Duncan laughed with them, "make fun now, but I don't remember any of you trying to help me out!"
"NO," Ty howled, "we were too busy laughing and trying not to fall down!"
Vinny sat watching them through the growing crowd of off duties as they laughed, and turning told the bartender to get him another whiskey, "Make it a double."
Taking his drink, he downed it, just as Bosco came strolling in the door.
Vinny was about to get up and greet him, when Ty yelled out, "HEY, LOOK WHO'S FINALLY HERE! YOU BUYING RIGHT BOSCO?"
Bosco didn't notice Vinny, he was looking at the group, and called out, "YEAH, BUT ONLY ONE ROUND! YOU MOOCHERS AREN'T GETTING MY WHOLE PAYCHECK THIS TIME!" He glanced around quickly then not noticing Vinny made his way through the crowd to Ty and Sully.
As he reached them, he asked, a grin on his face, "Hey, anybody seen Vin? He was suppose to meet me here. He's buying mine tonight cause the Packers won Saturday, a little bet we had! So I might have to buy you guys a round or two, but I'm drinking free tonight."
Then he frowned as he realized what he'd just said, "Damn, if figures, I'm getting mine paid for, and I still have to pay!"
Ty cracked up at that, throwing his arm over Bosco's shoulders, "That's okay, we promise not to hurt you too much tonight! I've already just about had my limit, and Sul here is drinking club soda!"
Bosco looked up at him laughing, "You want to explain to me how I do this shit? I never can seem to get it right!"
Ty gave his shoulders a friendly squeeze then removed his arm, "Don't ask me bro, I'm still working on it myself," he laughed.
Sully grinned, "Bosco, you are never going to get it right, and for that we are grateful, now where's my drink?"
Bosco started laughing, rolling his eyes, calling out to the bartender, "Hey, Jake, another round for these guys here, and I'll have a Heniken,' then added, "put it on my tab!"
Then Sully said, "Oh and Vinny is over at the bar, near the end if you're still looking for him. You know Bosco, I think there is something not right about that guy."
Looking at him sharply, "What? Sul, there is nothing wrong with him! He's just a little gungho, trying to 'fit in' you know? He's really a nice guy once you get to know him," Bosco smiled, "he really helped me out when I was attacked last weekend, so I owe him okay. You guys try to make him feel like he's part of the house, for me? I'M asking, alright?"
Sighing, Ty looked at Sully, and shrugged, "Sure Bosco, we'll try, cause YOU asked, but if he starts anything...."
"He won't," Bosco looked up at Ty grinning, "you'll see, he really is a nice guy. He's just from Chicago, everybody there is a little rough, remember that gal from there a couple of years ago? Everyone thought she was over the top, but she worked out."
"Yeah, you're right, she did, so go get your new partner, hell, he can't be any worse than you right? Besides, I'm thirsty," Sully laughed.
Bosco grinned at them, "Good one Sullivan, you going on the road with that act soon?"
As he walked back to go get Vinny, Ty gave him a light smack on the side of his head, "And bring back some peanuts."
"Yea, yea, moocher, "Bosco laughed, "anything else, or can you go to the bathroom by yourself now!"
They all laughed at his crack on Ty, turning back to continue their conversation about the 'dead dogs last 'rites'.
Vinny was watching the exchange, his face turning dark red with anger, he couldn't hear what was said, but had seen Ty throw his arm around Bosco, and then saw the head tap, as he watched Bosco approach though, and saw the smile come over his face when he saw Vinny, his mood lightened.
A smile came over his own face, "Hey, Bosco! When did you get here? What cha drinking? Rounds are on me remember?"
"Thanks, I already got one on the way, owed the guys a round, but you can get the next one," Bosco laughed, offering his hand.
Taking it and shaking, Vinny kept a smile on his face, but he was working to do so.
"Sure, whatever," he said looking over Bosco's shoulder at Ty and Sully, then back down at Bosco, "Lieu finally let you go, huh?"
"Yeah, man, I knew I would regret not just calling in sick," Bosco replied, as the bartender brought him the 'round', "Hey, help me bring these to the guys, they want you to join us, get to know them, you know?"
He was taking a couple of drinks into his hands, glancing at Vinny, "They are really great guys, not like most of the rest," lowering his voice, "only ones who didn't want to kick my ass after Faith got shot. You'll like them."
Then he nodded grinning at Vinny, and turned the drinks in his hand, to go back to the group, "Come on man, my beers gonna get hot, and I'm thirsty!"
Vinny grinned, "Okay, sure, lets go," picking up the other drinks, and asking the bartender for another whiskey, he balanced them in his hands, and followed Bosco, who had already reached the small group.
As he approached he saw Ty clap Bosco on the back laughing at something he'd said. Gritting his teeth, Vinny handed the drinks into the middle of the group.
Ty reached out and took his as did Malloy.
"So, what's so funny," Vinny asked, a smile on his face, looking around, nodding to each a hello.
"Oh, just Ty here regaling us with one of his work stories," Malloy answered him.
"Yeah, and he's got a lot of regaling lately to do, seems we keep him entertained," Duncan laughed, "you'll find out now that you're riding with him cause of Mr. I'm FINE BOSS here"
Everyone except Vinny laughed at Duncans imitation of Bosco's attempt to hide from Swersky.
"HEY," Bosco shouted, then laughed, "I should have just kept my ass in the locker room until after rollcall, man that filing shit hurts a body!"
"No, you mean it hurts that brain of yours," Sully laughed.
"Bosco has a brain," Malloy cracked, then leaning over tapped him on the head, "ARE YOU SURE Sullivan? Sounds kind of hollow to me!"
"Naaa," Ty jumped in, "it's not hollow, it's filled with styrofoam peanuts," Ty then jumped back slightly laughing as Bosco pretended to be mad, making a move like he would hit him.
The banter continued, as Vinny tried to join in, but he was too aggrivated to really contribute to the conversation.
Soon Sullivan had moved off to check out the jukebox, and Bosco went to the bar to sit for awhile, Ty and Vinny joining him. Malloy and Duncan said their goodbyes, going home for the night.
"Man, my freaking back is killing me," Bosco moaned, rolling his body around to try to work the kinks out, "Swersky must be on the torture squad, and just because I didn't do the paperwork in Jersey! I know that's why he made me do all the damn filing today!"
"Aww come on Bosco," Ty grinned reaching out and grabbing his shoulders, giving them a quick rub, "what would you rather have been doing, filing or having some perp on crack add to your bruises?" Then he let go, sitting on the stool next to him, Vinny taking the opposite one from Bosco.
"Yeah, I guess you're right," he replied, "as sore as I am, I would have just ended up on my ass anyway, probably from some little kid with an attitude! But, damn, if I'd have known that all the files were going to be R thru Z, I might have taken the kid with the attitude!"
Ty started laughing, then, "I wonder what the hell Sul's going to play on that box? Man's got no taste in music! Probably something old, maybe I should go help him?"
"No," Bosco said, turning to look at Sully, "Oh, please, let me. I got to hit the head anyway, be back in a few." Then getting up he strolled over to Sullivan, leaving Ty and Vinny alone.
"Hey, Sul, what the heck are you....nooo man F7," he remarked leaning against the jukebox, looking down at Sully's selections, "HURT, by Johnny Cash? Man you are old aren't you?"
"Did you come over here to make my night a living hell?" Sully laughed looking up, "DAMN, you know you still look like hell yourself, are you sure you're okay? Nothing broken or anything, is it?"
"Naww, I'm fine," Bosco said, then laughed, at Sully's eyeroll, "Really, just sore that's all, and no nothing is broken, Dr. Thomas said so, course he also said I should stay out of men's rooms unless I bring my bodyguard!"
"HAHAHAHAHA," Sully had looked down at the jukebox again, but now glanced up, "Well, hell I thought you did! What he not escort you?"
"Excuse me," Bosco asked, frowning at him, "What bodyguard?"
"Him," Sully tossed his head back towards Vinny, "he's been acting like your pitbull since you two partnered up last month. Lieu's about to suspend him if he doesn't cut it out."
"First I hear of it," Bosco looked back at Vinny, "cut what out?"
Back at the bar, Vinny downed another whiskey, glancing over at Ty, he slammed the glass down, calling out for another one, then, "Guess you think you're pretty special, don't you?"
"Excuse me," Ty asked, accepting another beer from the bartender, then turning to Vinny, "man look we only have a few days to ride together, and Bosco's already asked me to 'make nice' with you, so lay off okay? He's my friend, and I promised him I'd make the effort, don't make me regret it."
"Fag," Vinny smirked, looking away from him, staring into the mirror behind the bar.
"Excuse ME," Ty turned to him shocked, "What did you say?"
"You heard me, faggot," Vinny turned to him angry, "always touching him, what is up with that? Putting your faggot arm around him, and I saw you in the locker room, all over him. Man guys like you make me sick! But you're not getting away with it, I'm here now, and I'm gonna put a stop to it!"
"HELLO!" Ty turned fully to him, "man you're seeing things! Bosco is just my friend, I don't know what you think you saw, but man that ain't even close!"
At the jukebox.
"Well Sully," Bosco said perplexed, "I don't know about his 'pitbull' behavior and the all about protecting me, but, I will admit that sometimes he comes on a little strong. I'll talk to him, see if I can get him to back off. I don't need anyone to protect me!"
Sully reached out tapping him gently near his stitches, "Yeah, uhhuh," he laughed.
"Aww come on, I had my dick in my hand and my back turned!" Bosco laughed, "No fair, okay? On the streets, I can hold my own and you know it! Speaking of which, I need to go hold something right now, later!"
"OKAY, more info than I needed just now," Sully exclaimed as Bosco headed to the men's room, "HEY," he called after him, "YOU SURE YOU DON'T NEED YOUR BODYGUARD?"
Several of the off duties, seeing where Bosco was headed, cracked up laughing at Sully's joke, Bosco waved them all off with a laugh.
But as he entered the men's room, he hesitated, then, taking a deep breath, he continued in.
He looked at the urinal on the wall, and then feeling like a fool, went into one of the stalls instead.
A few minutes later, he was washing his hands, when another officer came in, "Hey, Boscorelli, you better get out here, looks like Davis and your new partner are about to get into it."
"What," he asked, drying his hands, "What are you talking about, Brooks?"
"Well,' Brooks replied, "I was sitting a few down from them, and didn't hear what was said, but Ty is looking kind of pissed off, just thought you might want to know."
Brooks shrugged then walked over to the urinal, unzipping, as Bosco threw the paper towel in the trash, opened the door and walked quickly out.
Making his way through the crowd, he saw as he came closer, Ty standing up, looking down at Vinny.
Vinny was looking pissed, and was telling Ty something, but Bosco couldn't hear it over the talking and music.
As he reached them, Vinny stood up, and whatever it was he said, Ty had had enough!
Swinging at Vinny, Ty caught him in the jaw, rocking his head back only slightly.
Vinny, laughed, then, "You got to be kidding me! That's all you got!" He then swung hitting Ty across the cheek, Ty fell over some, but quickly came back at him, now they were swinging in earnest, and as Bosco reached them, he was yelling at them.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO DOING" he asked, "STOP IT!"
Bosco tried to step between them, and Ty's punch at Vinny hit him instead, knocking him to the floor, he fell between the barstools, and immediatly grabbed his face, yelling out in pain.
He rolled over to his knees, holding his cheek, rocking back and forth in agony, Ty had not been able to pull his punch in time, and he'd hit him right on his injured cheekbone.
"SON-OF-A-BITCH," Bosco cried out, "SON-OF-A-BITCH!"
Everyone had turned to the fight, but now they were frozen, having seen Ty hit Bosco, most had not seen the beginning of the fight, but several immediatly began to try to break it up.
"OH MY GOD," Ty yelled, bending to him as he knelt on the floor, "BOSCO, MAN I'M SORRY! ARE YOU OKAY?"
Bosco tried to wave him off, but the pain was too much, tears were flowing down his face, and looking at his hand, he saw blood.
"YOU BASTARD!" Vinny yelled at Ty, as the other officers held him back, "LOOK WHAT THE HELL YOU DID!"
Bosco reached out, using the bar stool to help him to his feet, Ty reached out to steady him, "Man I am so sorry, oh SHIT! Bosco, you're bleeding!"
"Yeah, I know," he replied, embarassed at the crowd staring at him, "don't worry about it, I'm..." but before he could complete what he was saying.
The crowd of off duities, yelled out, "FINE!" and started laughing, most seeing the 'fight' was over went back to what ever they had been doing.
Vinny on the other hand, didn't think it was funny, and jumped in to 'keep' Ty from 'telling' what had really gone on.
"Bosco, I'm sorry, it's my fault," he had become completely calm now, his screaming at Ty over as if it had never happened, "I said some things I shouldn't have, me and my big mouth, you know?"
Then before Ty could interject, "Hey, Ty, I'm sorry, okay, don't take the stupid shit I say to heart, I guess I've had a few too many!"
Ty looked over at Sully, who shook his head at him, and mouthed, "Not here" at him.
Turning back to Vinny, Ty saw he had his hand out to shake.
Not wanting to look like an ass, Ty reluctanly reached out, taking it, glancing down at Bosco's bleeding cheek, he just nodded at Vinny.
But this was not over. This would get settled another time. The things that Vinny had said, would not go unanswered, but it could wait.
Right now:
"Bos, look, we need to get that looked at," Ty said, taking a handfull of napkins from the bartender. He reached out and handed them to Bosco, using some to help him wipe the blood from his face and neck.
Nodding, Bosco turned to Vinny, "Look, I'll see you tommorow, okay, I'm going to catch a ride with Ty."
Sully walked up, "Come on drama queen, lets get you taken care of. I told you, you need a bodyguard!" He was laughing to relieve the tension of the moment, "I'm Ty's designated driver tonight, I can be yours, too!"
Bosco laughed, then winced, as his face gave off sharp shooting pains, "Oh great, Proctor's probably on duty tonight!"
"See you Vin," he added as they moved to the door.
Vinny was left standing wondering how the hell he got left behind. This was not in his plan. Bosco was suppose to let him take him home, but it had all happened so fast, that he was left standing alone.
"Ty Davis, is not long for this world, he keeps this shit up," Vinny growled to himself, completely disregarding the fact that he was the one who caused Bosco to need help from them to begin with.
Later in the night, outside of Bosco's apt.
Vinny watched, seething with jealousy as Sully's car drove up finally.
Ty and Bosco got out, with Ty helping him into his building. He appeared a few minutes later, to get into Sully's car, and they drove off, the red taillights glowing as they moved down the street.
Vinny looked up as the saw the lights come on in Bosco's room, his shadow moving past his window, stopping next to something. Vinny watched as he raised his arms over his head, silouetted against the shade, pulling his shirt off and tossing it down, he then moved to the window, raising the shade, and looked out for a minute.
Vinny held his breath as he watched Bosco stand there, completely unaware of his watcher.
Then as Bosoc stretched, yawning, the pain meds kicking in, Vinny gasped watching his lean muscular body flex, then Bosco raised the window slightly, and drew the shade again, moving away.
Vinny sat there, pleasuring himself, waiting for him to return, but the light was soon out, and now all he had was his fantasies, visualizing Bosco in bed, him with him, exploring his body with his hands, Bosco moaning his name..........as Vinny climaxed, he groaned, "I can't wait much longer Bosco,,,,why are you doing this to me."
TBC........