Title: Getting Saved By The Rookie

Disclaimer: I don't own Bosco

Summary: Bosco gets saved by the rookie he works with

I got my ass saved from a drunken jag off. Man caused a car crash. And was blaming it on the other guy. So, of course, me and my rookie decide to take it. I didn't know that I'd have a gun pointed at my head or that my rookie would save my ass. I don't like that....

Of course I don't like that. A damn rookie saved my ass! There's just something morally wrong about that. Not that I should be the one talking about morals having shot a guy. But still.... its wrong. So, yeah, I have this drunk do the standardized test that we use. You know the walking in the straight line and shit like that. And wouldn't it figure that the man nearly fell over trying to do it.

Yep, he was drunk. Maybe even beyond drunk. Though that isn't right. He was drunk enough to know not to get into that damn car and endanger lives. So I tell him that I'll have to take him in and instead of calmly responding. What drunk kindly responds to anything? He pulls a gun on me, yelling at me that he isn't going to go to jail.

No big deal to me. Sure, I shoulda taken him in or used some kind of force but come one here, the man had a gun. So, I just tell him that we won't arrest him and we'll just give him a lift home. That was a no go. He didn't believe me. The jag off thought I was lying to him. Here it is I'm trying to help him and he's just trying to shoot me then of all things the rookie intervenes. Hawke draws his attention away from me. For now I just stand there and watch the two. Watch them. I don't want anything to happen to the rookie.

Don't even go there. I didn't say I liked him, people.

But yeah, he's got the drunk's attention on him. Starts asking the man if he had a family. Turns out the drunk has a wife and an eight year old son. Okay, so far so good. Then the rookie asks if the man if he knew how many deaths were caused by drunk drivers. Of course, the rookie didn't know the statistics and the drunk didn't know either. Fine by me. I didn't care if the drunk knew or not. I still kept quiet. Putting the spot light on Hawke. Ya know giving him the benefit of the doubt.

After a lot of questions and a bunch of drunken answers the man gives Hawke his gun and we give the man a ride home in hopes that he doesn't get behind the wheel of a car drunk again.

So, I guess here's one to the rookie. For saving my ass and not letting me get shot.