August 1st, 2010

Bosco was hiding something. Faith always knew when her husband was hiding something. He was a terrible liar when it came to him telling her something. She stood in the doorway watching Bosco play with Sofia and Savannah.

"Did you realize these two girls were born on the same day both have place names?" He asked.

"Where is Sofia?" Faith walked in and sat on the couch.

"It's the capitol of Bulgaria." He said, "I think it still is."

"Cool." Faith said. She watched as both Sofia and Savannah rolled onto their stomachs. They seemed to be advancing at the same rate. "Are you having an affair?" The colour drained from Bosco's face.

"What? Hell no." He said, "Why the hell would you ask?" She sighed glancing out the window. Vincent was chasing after Jade. Those two were going to wind up married if they weren't careful.

"You've been hiding something from me and don't say that you haven't." She said. "I know how you act." Bosco groaned. He thought he had been doing so well.

"I can't tell you, Faith." He told her.

"Bull…crap." She said, "We've been through too much for you to be hiding something at me." Bosco groaned loudly.

"I promised Emily that I would keep it quiet." He said.

"Now you need to tell me." Faith crossed her arms. Bosco sighed picking the girls up. He put them into their playpen.

"You can't overreact because Emily is finally thrilled about it." He told his wife.

"I don't care if you're her partner. I'm her mother." Faith said.

"She's pregnant." Bosco said.

"Good one. What's the real secret?" She asked. Bosco smiled.
"That's the real one. Em and Justin had sex the day he died. She found out she was pregnant and she's due March 17th." He explained to her. Faith sat down, hard on the couch.

"You're not joking?" She whispered.

"no." Bosco said, "You should have seen her face when she told me, Faith. She's thrilled about it. I think this is exactly what she needs. She has another little piece of Jay."

"This isn't exactly what she needs. She's going to see that baby and be devastated that Justin won't be here to see the child grow." Faith said.

"They planned on having three children." Bosco told her.

"I know that." She ran her hand over her face. "Maybe we'll get a grandson this time."

"That's the spirit." Bosco smiled, "it's going to be fine. She's going to go on desk duty which she doesn't mind."

"March 17th?" faith asked. Bosco nodded. "Cutting is close to Savi's birthday. They're going to be so close."

"If she's overdue, maybe they'll be a year apart." Bosco chuckled.

"So, you know?" Emily asked stepping into the living room. Faith turned around.

"Are you okay with this, Em?" Faith asked.

"I'm thrilled." She lifted up her shirt showing her mother the small swell of her stomach, "I'm already showing. You were going to find out sooner or later. This is perfect. My husband may be dead, but he sent this baby to me knowing how much we wanted another one. I can't ask for anything better."

"You need to take care of yourself. You can't try to kill yourself again." Faith stood up. Emily rolled her eyes.

"I know that and I won't." She said, "The girls and I will be moving out later this week. We appreciate everything the two of you have done, but it's time."

"you're moving out?" Faith whispered.

"Yes." She chuckled, "but we work together so We'll see each other every day."

"God, are you sure all this change is al right for you?" Faith asked.

"Faith, let her be." Bosco said, "She's almost twenty. She can do this."

"Almost twenty." Faith shook her head. Emily was almost twenty and that mean she was almost forty-four. Life was passing her quickly. Faith wasn't sure if she really liked it.

August 15th, 2010

The house was very quiet with Emily and the girls out, but Faith saw them nearly every day. Savannah just turned five and Faith spent the entire day with her.

"How was your day?" Faith asked going into her locker. Ty shrugged.

"Slow. Did it seem slow to you?" He asked. Faith nodded.

"very." She said turning to see her daughter walk in. "O'Hara, was your radio slow?" Emily smiled softly.

"Definitely." She said pulling her shirt off. Faith stared at her daughter's stomach.

"Have you talked to Swerski yet?" Faith asked. Emily nodded.

"Desk duty in a couple of weeks." She smiled weakly, "Not like I have a lot of paper work to do, but I can be the friendly 55th precinct greeter."

"I've done it." Faith said, "it's a wonderful job." Emily rolled her eyes.

"I'll see you tomorrow." She said leaving the locker room. Faith closed the locker door.

"Boscorelli, come here." Swerski opened the locker room door.

"Am I in trouble?" Faith smirked. Swerski shook his head.
"no, but I wanted to ask if you were planning on taking the Sergeants test again." He asked. Faith sighed deeply.

"I don't know what's the point." She said.

"The point is, I'm retiring soon and I would like you to be sergeant when I do." He said. "I want this place in good hands."

"It's not like Sergeants run the place." Faith said.
"Do you want to be one?" Swerski asked.

"Well…Of course." She said, "That or a detective. I've been doing this job for a very long time. I'm ready for a change." Swerski was satisfied with her answer.

"So, does that mean you'll take the sergeants test next week?" Swerski asked. Faith took in a deep breath. That wasn't a lot of time to prepare…Although she did know she knew the material. "I'll just ask Finney if he wants to. It's no big deal."

"Now, Boss, I never said I wouldn't do it." Faith smiled and nodded. "I'll take the test next week and I will pass."

"Excellent." Swerski told her with a large smile, "I know you can do it, Faith. You will do a damn fine job."

"I hope so, Sir." Faith said, "Is that all?"

"No. I have a question about Emily." He said.

"Okay, Shoot." Faith didn't mind talking about Emily.

"When her husband die? I can't remember." Swerski asked. What the hell, Faith thought.

"May…" Faith said.

"How well does she knew Brenden Finney?" Faith shrugged her shoulders.
"Honestly I don't know. She knows he's worked with us for the past six years." Faith told him, "Other than that. I don't know. It's not like Brenden is a friend of ours that comes over for Sunday dinners. Why?"

"I notice a lot in this place." Swerski said, "They've been looking like they've been getting a lot closer, physically. Even though she has passed all the Psyc tests and all of that, she's still fragile. She still lost her husband. I don't want to see anyone take advantage of that. She is pregnant after all."

"I understand, Sir. I'm sure it's all very innocent." Faith said.

"I truly hope so." Swerski said, "But that's all I had."

"Thank you." Faith smiled as she exited the office. Emily and Brenden. Bullshit. He knew never to lay his hands on her baby girl. Swerski was right. She was still fragile anyway you looked at it. Faith would have to crack some skulls if she caught Brenden trying anything.

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