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Rules and Broken Trust

Chapter 31

Dr. Douglas saw Bosco jump when the instructor yelled across the gym to them, but he said nothing as it had already been discussed between them that if he needed 'help' he would ask for it; at this point Dr. Douglas was mearly an observer.

Ty missed the reaction as he was looking directly at Dr. Douglas when the instructor yelled out, "Well," he grinned down at Bosco, "ready for me to kick your butt?" Ty noticed the slight reddening of Bosco's face, but he thought it was from the teasing, clapping him on the shoulder, he leaned down smirking, "I got some money to win little man, lets go!"

Cracking a grin, a slight laugh escaping him, Bosco pulled away, looking up, "You wish, and that's MY money Davis and I'm using it to pay for dinner." Striding away, he left Ty and Dr. Douglas to catch up, Ty laughing as he did so. Bosco stopped in front of the instructor, a tall medium skinned man of Native American decent, or at least partially, putting his hand out to shake he introduced himself, and then Ty and Dr. Douglas.

"Nice to meet you fellas," the man nodded to them each, "I'm Sgt. Rafte Waters your instructor, lets get to work, did you guys warm up?" Glancing back and forth between Bosco and Ty he didn't miss the smirks, "Don't even comment on my name, lets just say Mother has a wicked sense of humor, you don't even want to know my sister and brothers names, trust me." Moving to the mat as Dr. Douglas went to sit in the bleachers again, he called out, "MOVE IT FELLAS, I DON'T HAVE ALL DAY!"

Bosco quickly went to the center of the mat, Ty close behind him, "Ok, Sarge," from both as they stood before him, Bosco swallowed, his mouth dry, not risking a glance at Dr. Douglas as the Sgt. proceeded to tell them the list of moves he wanted to see first.

"You got that Boscorelli? Davis?" Sgt. Waters moved off slightly, looking straight at Ty, "I better not see you giving him any slack, if he doesn't pass this class, he's staying on the desk until he does, and I only get tougher the second time around, we clear?"

"Yea Sarge, clear," Ty nodded quickly glancing over at Bosco who now looked slightly gun-shy as they were about to begin, "you ready?"

"yea," Bosco's bravado showing up instantly as Sgt. Waters blew his whistle, "lets go."

"BEGIN!" Waters yelled out as he walked in a large circle around them, watching as they began with the series of hand grabs and leg blocks he'd given first.

Dr. Douglas watching carefully from the bleachers noticed hesitation in both men's faces and hands but he didn't know enough about this to know if they were gauging one another or if it was an unsure reaction on Bosco's part, moving his gaze to the Sgt. rotating around them he noticed he seemed okay with it, and Dr. Douglas relaxed somewhat.

"Good, good," Sgt. Waters moved in finally, separating them he addressed Bosco first, "Boscorelli, instead of grabbing his wrist like you are doing, try this instead, it gives less warning to the perp you're trying to take down," he grabbed Bosco's hand, twisting backwards as he dug his thumb and forefinger into the thumb joint, Bosco went to his knees instantly as Sgt. Waters applied full force pressure to demonstrate what he wanted to see, "got it?" Releasing him he stepped back as Bosco nodded, rubbing his hand, standing again, "Yea," his voice quiet, the laughter stopped, he swallowed hard as he waited while Sgt. Waters walked over to Ty and spoke in a low voice.

Ty gave him a quick glance, frowned slightly, started to shake his head no and argue but shrugged and nodded finally as Sgt. Waters insisted, "Ok, sure."

Again he stepped off away from them, "BEGIN!"

Dr. Douglas sat up slightly watching, knowing something was coming that Maurice might not be ready for, much less aware of as he seemed to move in quickly now, watching him approach Davis confidently he saw the surprise on Bosco's face when Davis instead of allowing a 'practice' grab moved to him and grabbed him by the arm, trying an 'inept' attempt much as a perp would on the streets to twist Bosco's arm behind him, and going for the 'gun' he would have at his side.

The look of confusion on Bosco's face quickly passed as he reacted out of instinct, dropping downward to come up facing Ty, his arm pulled free, the confused look dropped back into place a moment to be replaced by determination that quickly moved to something more serious Dr. Douglas noticed, when instead of the movement ending, Ty came at him again, this time harder and with more expertise, in fact with every intention of putting Bosco on his back or stomach.

Sgt. Waters had told Ty to put him down, hard, he knew that every cop has someone out there who can overpower them, and it was his intention, knowing full well why Bosco was here, to get him past that fear rapidly and move on to the next phase of his class.

In just moments after Ty had begun his attack things got serious as having caught Bosco with his guard down, Ty now had him around the chest from the back and was attempting to bring him to the ground using his right leg as a sweep through Bosco's legs, to take Bosco's right leg out. Ty couldn't see the look of complete panic on Bosco's face as he did so or as they went to the ground, Bosco fighting him for all he was worth, hitting the mat hard, Ty on top attempting to pin him down as Sgt. Waters had told him to do, Bosco lost it completely.

Silently, but fiercely he fought Ty, raking his hand back to go for his face as Ty reared up out of his reach, grabbing Bosco's wrist Ty brought it down and around to his waist, then up on his back, much as he would take a perp down to cuff, and as he had no way of knowing that this scenario had been played out already, but for a much different reason, and a horrific result for Bosco, Ty gave it his best.

Instead of giving way, as a perp would or should do, and as students should do in such a class, Bosco instead began yelling, nearly screaming and fought harder against him, managing to flip himself over as Ty sensing now this was for real and not for show backed up off of him somewhat, releasing his wrist immediately. Bosco slid away from under him, coming up off the mat to his knees to punch Ty full on in the face, screaming obscenities at him as he did so. Ty stunned, his lip split and bleeding, grabbed his mouth rocking backward as Bosco launched himself at him, both men on their knees until another punch landed Ty on his butt, Bosco on him in an instant, fists flying, screaming more obscenities as Ty tried to grab him to stop him and only succeeded in making it worse as Bosco went more out of control on him.

Dr. Douglas was in seconds out of the bleachers and on the mat, Sgt. Waters reaching the men almost at the same time, together they tried to pull him off of Ty, "BOSCORELLI! STOP! STOP DAMN IT!" Waters was yelling at him, getting hit by Bosco's elbow in the face as he did so.

"MAURICE, BACK OFF! ITS OVER!" Dr. Douglas had him by the back of his sweats and was pulling him away, with Ty pushing him hard to get him off of him finally, but before they succeeded in removing him, he kicked out catching Ty in the chest with his tennis shoe, Ty grunted as he fell to his side holding his ribs as he watched them try in vain to control Bosco.

"MUTHER FUCKER, I'LL KILL YOU!!! TOUCH ME AGAIN YOU SON OF A BITCH YOU'RE ONE DEAD BASTARD!!" Blind with rage, Bosco only saw Vinny not Ty as Ty came to his feet holding his side and putting his fingers to his bloody lip and blackened eye.

Quickly seeing they were losing control of him, Ty realized he'd seen Bosco this angry only a few times, and knew the damage he could do, Ty had no intention of being the continued target for this rage started to leave before it got more out of control. But as he stepped off, suddenly it hit him as Bosco screamed Vinny's name at him, threatening Vinny's life if he came near him again, it was all true, everything that Bosco had denied happened to him had indeed happened, now feeling sick to his soul turning he stepped forward, arms out at his side, hands spread wide, "Bos, Bosco, its okay, its me Ty, take it easy..." seeing his rage only increasing as the two men tried to hold him back, Ty yelled at them, "LET HIM GO DAMN IT! JUST BACK AWAY!"

Bosco turned to Dr. Douglas and shoved him hard enough to make him stumble backwards, as Sgt. Waters tried to restrain him without hurting him, Ty stepped forward again, "NO, let him go, please, its ok," his hand out to Waters, "Please, just let him go, now."

Bosco yanked away, and headed towards Ty, still yelling at him, or rather Vinny, his entire body language speaking death and destruction as he advanced, Ty feeling somewhat vulnerable took one step backwards before he stopped, head lowered, hands still down and out at his sides, "Bos, I'm not going to fight you, I'm not."

"Davis," Sgt. Waters now quieter voice warned but he quickly shut up as Ty gave him a quick look.

Voice ragged, Bosco yelled out, "FIGHT ME YOU COWARD! WHAT'S WRONG, HUH? IT WAS EASY WHEN I WAS CUFFED AND DRUGGED WHY NOT NOW VINNY, HUH?" All he could see was Vinny the night he'd first taken him, Vinny laughing and making like he was having a good time, that HE was having a good time, furious Bosco shoved Ty hard in the chest, both moving as Ty stumbled slightly, "FIGHT ME YOU BASTARD! DAMN YOU FIGHT ME VINNY!"

"Bosco," Ty's soft voice carried to the other men standing tensely behind Bosco, "I'm not fighting you, I'm not him, its me Ty. Vinny's not here Bos, its over Bosco, its over," shaking his head slowly, "I'm not fighting you, I won't fight my friend."

Inches from him, Bosco punched Ty in the chest, but only half as hard as he could have, "Fight me...damn you...damn you...Ty, damn you," tears now instead of rage, the fierce anger gone as fast as it had come, he shoved him again with both hands in the chest pushing him backwards, following him as Ty kept his hands out, "where were you...I thought you were coming, you were suppose to be there!"

"I know," Ty's low voice now not heard by the men who remained in place, shaky as he saw the pain in Bosco's eyes, "Bos, I know, I tried, I did, but I didn't know where he'd taken you, I'm sorry I couldn't stop him, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for what he did to you, for everything you had to go through, Maurice."

"I thought it was all a joke," Bosco, coming back finally, replied softly, his rage depleted, exhaustion showing lowered his arms, dropping them to his side, seeming as if every bone in his body was suddenly too heavy to support, "I kept waiting for you to come, for someone to come, for it all to be a joke, Ty." Eyes dropping he stood head down, as Ty nodded, a half sob escaping him, "Nobody came, I thought I was going to die, I thought he was going to kill me."

"I'm so sorry," Ty stepped towards him, "Maurice," hesitantly reaching out to him, Ty met no resistance as he put an arm around him, instead Bosco began crying harder and put his forehead on Ty's chest, "its okay, its okay, its going to be okay," placing his other arm around him, he held him as Bosco sobbed, Ty in tears as he kept repeating to him, "you're going to be okay..."

Dr. Douglas turned away as did Sgt. Waters exchanging looks, Sgt. Waters asked quietly, "This what you were after Doc?"

"Something like this," Dr. Douglas nodded solemnly to him, "and no, I don't think we should tell him we knew each other before today Rafte, aright with you?"

"Fine by me," Sgt. Waters nodded rubbing his chin where Bosco had landed one good blow with his elbow, "you owe me though, you know that right?"

Giving him a half smile, "Glad to do so this time Rafte, glad to do so. Come on, buy me a cup of coffee old man."

"Old," Sgt. Waters growled, "you ever come to my class and I'll show you who's old."

"No," Dr. Douglas quietly replied as they headed to the office, "I have never wanted to do this stuff and I never have any intention of having my butt tossed on a mat by YOU."

"Coward," Sgt. Waters smirked as he opened the door, "for a Shrink you sure have some weird hang-ups."

"You have no idea," Dr. Douglas winked as he went into the office, the door closing behind them, leaving the two men in the middle of the mat to deal with the situation however they were able too.

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A few hours later, sitting in the diner Ty had picked the day before, Bosco lifted the beer to his lips, taking a deep swallow before setting it down on the booth's table, Ty across from him sat quietly trying to digest some of what Bosco had already told him, the waitress dropping off another round as she brought their food, placing it before them, giving them as smile after asking if there was anything else they needed she left them in peace. Having chosen a back booth, they were afforded some privacy at this time, between the lunch and dinner crowd.

"I tried to pretend it wasn't happening, you know the whole cabin thing," Bosco sighed deeply as he picked at the fries on his plate, "I just sat watching TV or looking out the window a lot, thinking about too damn much. When he started offering me the X, I took it, at first he said it was to make it easier, didn't really give me a choice about taking it though, and it did seem to make it easier to just pretend it was all normal, between that and the beer," holding up his bottle a moment looking at the label, "I really didn't give a shit what happened anymore, hell I figured if nobody had come by then, nobody was going to come."

"We were looking for you, Bos," Ty left his food sit, not hungry now that he'd heard about the first rape and kidnapping days, "we just had no idea where to look, Faith found the deed thing but that turned out to be a dead end."

"I know," Bosco set his beer back down, staring out the window a moment, "she told me, I know everyone was looking, now, but at the time, I thought that cabin was going to be my home forever. He came to me about a week or so, I guess, hell I lost track of time so bad I still can't get it in my head what month it is," a half laugh before he continued, "with something new, yet another combination he wanted to try out on me, guess he kept doing that to find out which one made me most 'cooperative' " now that he'd reached this part, Bosco suddenly felt his mouth go dry, swigging down the last of the beer he set the bottle down hard, shoving it across the table to the center, "Liquid G and X."

He watched Ty's face blanch as he looked up suddenly, "What?"

"Yea," nodding, Bosco looked down at his plate, "told me I could take it and make it easier, or don't take it and it would still happen, my choice, "easy or hard Maurice, either way I get off".

Ty nearly broke the fork he was shoving aimlessly through his mashed potatoes, he was gripping it so hard he could feel it's cutting into his fingers as he felt he already knew what was coming, as Bosco admitted to taking it, and began to tell him what happened after he did take it, though not in great detail. Ty listening quietly wanted nothing more than to kill both Starke and Vetresco for what they had done to Bosco, sitting in near shock as Bosco continued with the end results of that night turned to morning he realized he'd stopped moving the fork and was just staring at him in horror.

Noticing his stillness, Bosco stopped and looked directly at him, seeing the look on his face, he blushed, "I'm sorry, I guess that was more information than you needed, sorry." Swigging his new beer, he quickly went to eating his food now.

"No," Ty seeing his embarrassment immediately told him what he was thinking, "its not that, I can't believe you went through that, and can just forgive him so easy, or, well to be honest Bosco, that you can just sit and talk about it like it's no big deal."

"Oh," Bosco swallowed the fries, "trust me, it wasn't easy, and I'm not sure I forgave anything yet, and yea, it was and is a big deal, but it won't break me, I almost let it Ty, hell today was a good example that I'm still finding things that I need to deal with," a guilty look towards Ty's busted lip and blackened eye brought more redness to his face, his hand rolling over he gave a half wave to Ty's face, "sorry about that Ty, I'm really sorry."

"Don't worry about it, and good I'm glad you aren't letting it stop you or break you man,," Ty touched his lip, "but damn did you have to hit me on the kisser? I got a date tomorrow night!" A chuckle from both men broke some of the tension as Bosco encouraged by Ty's good humor began again to tell the tale of his time in the cabin, Ty listening quietly for the most part, asking only an occasional question.

Near the end of the telling, Ty asked in surprise, "You actually believe you fell in love with this guy? But you're not...I mean, are you...I mean..."

"Gay?" Bosco smirked, "No, but I think, no I know that if no one had come and we'd still be there, I could have lived with it, I mean its not like there was much choice for a long time. But then again, after Vinny came to his senses, it was hands off," ducking his head as he pushed the food around on his plate, "and I'm kind of freaked out to admit that was his decision, not mine, and it kind of pissed me off, Doc says its part of that Stockholm Syndrome thing, he was my only means of 'survival' at the time. Its like once I knew what would keep me alive, fed and safe, I had no problem doing what I had to do, or trying to keep it going to make sure he was still wanting me alive, I'm not sure about everything he's said about it, some of it did feel like..." Stopping Bosco glanced out the window again, lifting the beer again.

Ty sat quietly again, waiting for him to continue, then he heard himself asking before he could stop himself, "did you, um, you know, want him, or like it?" As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he could feel the heat rising in his face, knew he was wearing a look of surprised horror, and was more surprised to hear Bosco burst out in laughter.

"Oh man," Bosco almost choked on the fry he'd begun to chew on, "you should see the look on your face," taking a quick sip of the water in front of his plate, he swallowed before answering Ty's question, "guess that looks about to become permanent, but yea to both parts of that question, I mean not at first, but yea later after enough booze and drugs, yea. Scary thing was when the drugs and booze stopped and I was the one after him, like I said, more of that Stockholm thing according to the Doc." Now Bosco felt his face getting hot, and suddenly he was gulping down more water and looking out the window as he waited anxiously and with great fear for Ty's reaction to his confessions.

"Damn," Ty's only comment as he himself picked up his beer and swigged it made Bosco wonder if he'd made a mistake being so honest, even though Dr. Douglas had told him he should.

Ty though was trying to process what he himself would or could do in such a situation, taking several minutes to drink his beer and eat some of the food on his plate finally before continuing. Just when Bosco had decided he had indeed made a mistake here, Ty continued.

"I don't think I could have been strong enough to do what you did to make it Bosco," staring straight at him he saw the look of surprise on Bosco's face, "I think I would have ended up dead first, either by him or my self, it took a lot of guts for you to do what you did to survive, and for you to tell anyone, that you trust me enough to tell me," Ty smiled at him now, "thanks for trusting me that much." The emotion in his voice made them both shy suddenly, Bosco staring at his plate before answering.

"You could have done it Ty, you'd be surprised at what you suddenly find you can do if you want to live, hell, I thought about killing myself, several times," he looked up again, to see Ty's surprise now, "it would have been easy, all I had to do was make him mad enough, at least at first and he would have done it for me, but when it came right down to it, I don't have the guts for suicide, and I don't want to die. When I realized that, it got real easy to do anything I needed to do to live through it. The after has been harder really than that was, wondering what everyone is thinking," a small shake of his head, "not something I'm use to worrying about in case you didn't notice before," at Ty's quick grin he smirked, adding, "yea, I know but I was surprised most just acted like they were glad to see my head was still on my shoulders and let it go. Dealing with Mom and Mikey has been harder, she's walking around like I'm breakable, I can see her wanting to ask questions, but afraid to at the same time, guess she senses what ever she asks will lead to one thing, and I don't think its something she can handle right now, so we just pretend everything is normal. Mikey, well, with him up in Rikers for so long, I know he knows what I went through, but we just let it alone, hell I see Mom looking at him or me and I see the look on her face," his voice choked a bit, Bosco took a sip of water, "guess she never thought both her sons would end up..."

"Bos," Ty leaned forward, "she loves you guys, that's all you're seeing man, she loves you and if she's like my Mom, she'd do anything she could to make it better for you, just doesn't know how, like the rest of us. We all want to help, but honestly I've got no clue like most everyone else, except to be here if you need to talk, or whatever, you know that right? Anytime, day or night, just call me, I'll come."

Nodding, Bosco gave a half smirk, but didn't trust himself to answer without making a fool of himself just then, all he felt like doing was bawling again, so instead he nodded again and went to eating. Ty sensing he needed time did the same.

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A few months later:

"Vincent," Dr. Timber sighed, "I'm not sure moving back to Chicago will help you at this time, it could make things harder. My suggestion is that you just wait a while before you make any decisions, you have no need for money just yet, you should take some time to think about what you want to do in that area, then proceed. After of course you get all the legal entanglements taken care of, and I do think you should pursue the legal aspects in Chicago as far as Starke is concerned, that would go a long way in setting the record straight, and possibly eventually allowing you some freedom in your choice of where you want to go."

"I know all that Doc," Vinny smiled, "and I did give it a lot of thought, but I want to go home. Chicago is home, I love New York, but I'll never be able to just live here and not remember, or worry about running into people who hate me, or Maurice, at least there I can clear my name somewhat. I will probably end up somewhere outside the city anyway. I thought about moving to the cabin for a while, just to try to let things die down once I do get things finished in Chicago, but I'm not sure if I should do that or not." His smile dying away he stared off a moment as Dr. Timbler studied him, "But whatever it is I do, I want to thank you for helping me, getting me out of jail and all."

"Well," Dr. Timbler moved his hands forward on his desk, "I didn't have as much to do with that as you give me credit for Vincent, but you are welcome. When my colleague brought me in on your case, I have to say I was stunned; though I'm sure I shouldn't have been; that Denver would have done to you what he did, and left you to take the brunt of his actions as he did two years ago. The burden of what you went through in that jail, as well as being allowed to believe you'd killed the man you loved, well, I can only imagine it would have made even the strongest person fall over the edge eventually. While I can't condone what your actions caused, I can understand where they came from, and I'm happy to report; with permission from him of course; that Officer Boscorelli is making a quick and successful recovery in his personal as well as his professional life. But you are still not to have any contact with him."

"Thanks Doc," Vinny gave him a solemn look, voice low, "for telling me, and don't worry, I won't contact him. I try to stay well away from any place I think he might be, I don't want to cause Maurice any more harm, that's one of the reasons I need to leave here, and as soon as possible. Plus, with Denver coming up for trial in Chicago, I want to be there to see how that goes." A frown crossed his face a moment as he grew quiet.

"What?" Dr. Timbler asked as soon as he saw the shadows, "What are you thinking Vincent?"

Glancing up at him again, Vinny sounded hesitant, "I can't reconcile how I want him punished, for what he let happen to me, and letting me go to trial, everything, and yet am so damn glad I didn't end up the same way. Maurice has just as much right to prosecute me, but he chose to forgive me instead. I know part of that is him not wanting anyone to know what I did to him, but..."

"But it doesn't seem fair to you?" Dr. Timbler was nodding, "I can understand that Vincent, but Officer Boscorelli made his decision on his own, there was no one else actually involved once he convinced his friend Officer Davis not to press charges against you. In Denver's case he lied to his Captain, pressed false charges against a fellow Officer, and faked his death leaving you to take the brunt of all of that, and causing a lot of legal problems for himself in Chicago that you can't take away, even if you wanted to. That is something you are going to have to come to terms with, I'm going to make sure you have someone waiting to continue your counseling with in Chicago if you do go. Guilt can be a destructive thing, or a positive thing depending on how its dealt with, we're going to go for positive, ok?"

"Sure," Vinny sighed, "Doc, do you think I'll ever be able to let this go? I mean have a normal life again?"

"That's all up to you Vincent, if you want it enough, you'll find it," Dr. Timbler sat back in his chair, a smile on his face now, "There wasn't anything wrong with you actually, other than not dealing with what happened to you, and a sort of desperation to pretend, through Officer Boscorelli that you could fix what had happened or what you believed to have happened to Denver Starke. Events pushed you over the edge, and you do owe Officer Boscorelli a large thanks...even if its only said in a prayer or mentally...for helping you come back, his choosing to survive by finally going along with you allowed you to see him finally instead of a replacement for Denver, and definitely allowed you to begin to heal what had gotten broken."

"I know Doc," Vinny shyly answered, "If Maurice hadn't done the things he did, or when I got sick and left the cabin, come after me, I'd have died, I still don't really know why he did any of it, he could have...later anyway, just left me and instead, he stayed. He had everything he needed to leave, if he wanted to, but he didn't, instead, he saved Me before anyone showed up. I'll always be grateful for that."

Dr. Timbler watched him struggle with his emotions, answering, "It is a shame it had to happen the way it did, I know had circumstances been different you would have been lifelong friends." Frowning slightly at him he added very seriously, "There was something he saw in you Vincent, not just his will to survive that made him do the things he eventually did to get through to you, his not wanting to press charges, that has as much to do with his sense of that as his not wanting anyone to know what happened. You need to see what he saw in yourself, and accept it as good, allow it to influence you in a positive manner. So much went on between you before and after you broke, and Stockholm Syndrome can't explain it all. While you have to sever all connections permanently you can hang on to the idea that even though you hurt him so badly, he still sees something good in you that needs to be saved and protected, don't throw that away, use it to make your life better now."

"I will Doc," Vinny smiled finally at him as he saw it was time to go, "I will."

"See you next Tuesday," Dr. Timbler stood walking him to the door, "If you do decide you're going to Chicago, I will help you in that, you know that right?"

"Yea," Vinny shook his hand good-bye, "Don't worry Doc, I'll ask," a small laugh coming from him, "I have a feeling I'm going to need all the help I can get when I go back."

Closing the door behind him, Vinny nodded to the receptionist then made sure she had him down for the next visit before heading out of the office.

Outside, getting into his car, he glanced up as he saw an RMP go by, frozen in place a moment as he saw Maurice in the passenger seat, heart in his throat Vinny stood watching as it continued down the street, quickly getting into his car grateful that Maurice had been talking to the female Officer driving and had not noticed him.

In the RMP, Faith gave a start as she recognized Vetrestco getting into a car outside of a Drs. office, but didn't give it away as Bosco rambled on about where he wanted to eat, glad he was looking slightly towards her as he argued his point for Chinese Chicken against her Cheeseburger craving. Giving him a nervous smile, one he fortunately didn't pick up on, "Hey, fine, whatever, just stop beating me in the head over it, please!"

Surprised to see her capitulate so quickly, Bosco immediately grew suspicious, "Huh? Damn Faith, what's going on, I usually have to spend at least 20 minutes begging..." glancing around outside the RMP he narrowed his eyes before looking back at her, "I miss something?"

"No," she pretended irritation to get him back on track, "I'm just not in the mood for your usual 30 minutes, not 20 of expounding on the merits of Chinese Chicken Vs Cheeseburgers. BESIDES Bosco, we still have almost 2 hours before we can eat, and you're making me hungry already!"

"Uh huh..." he watched her for a moment, knowing something was up, but let it go to watch for anything that might need their attention that could delay his meal, hoping to avoid seeing anything of course.

"So," she offered a change in conversation, "you and Davis still planning on taking a trip to that cabin next weekend? Do you think that's a good idea, what did Dr. Douglas say about it?"

Turning to look back at her, "Yea, and he's the one suggested it, he offered to come, but I told him no, I'd rather do it alone, well, alone as in no Doc along. Ty said he would come with me instead, and Doc Douglas said that would be cool."

"You ok about going?" Faith stopped at the signal light ready to make a left hand turn, "Ready to do that I mean?"

"Who knows," Bosco watched the traffic move around them as she waited for the intersection to clear, "won't know for sure until I do it I guess," his eye caught suddenly by a familiar facial side view, he took another look as his heart sped up, but the car went by too quickly for him to be sure if it was Vinny or not, swallowing he dismissed the sight and thoughts and went back to harassing Faith about the meal break, "You know, we could call in a 98 and go eat instead of riding around looking for skells who will just mess up our meal period anyway. You know as soon as we take a call, its going to run over..."

Faith having not seen the car pass sighed, "Damn Bosco you really need to bring something to snack on and stop driving me nuts!"

Giving her a smirk, "yea right and where would be the fun in that?" He laughed as she continued the patrol down the side street giving him a glare as she did so.

Though she glared at him, Faith was smiling inside, glad he was finally getting back to normal, the first few weeks of riding together things had been hard, but slowly he'd overcome most of his anxiety and now was mostly comfortable to just be himself around her and in his dealings with the public. Things were going very well, she just hoped this Trip wouldn't change that.

TBC...