Title: Turn Away
Pairing: Bosco/Original Character
Spoiler: Season 1-3
Summary: A pile up will cause problems for Bosco as someone he knows gets trapped in the middle. WARNING: Bosco/Original Character Fic. I love bosco and this is my little brain working in it's sick and twisted way. Don't hate me...please.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for Cynthia di Rossana, her family, and little Georgia.
My Note: Ok, so...if something is in italic it is either a thought or a past experience. I hope you can tell the thoughts and the past experiences apart. I tried to make it...um...easy, I guess. And also, I just guessed at streets in New York...so...yeah.

Chapter 2: Clashes At Work

'This could be it, I think I'm in love. It's love this time. It just seems to fit, I think I'm in love. this love is mine. I can see you with me when I'm older. All my lonely nights are finally over. You took the weight of the world off my shoulders (the world just goes away).' When You Kiss Me (Shania Twain, Up!)

August, 1999

"Faith, I don't want to go there. She's been messing with some stupid case and I haven't seen her in about a week." Bosco told Faith angrily. Faith gave him a look of slight aggrivation and slight pity as she put her belt on. She had felt that Bosco was slowly growing madder with each passing day since Cynthia left. He was tense and angry...more so than usual. It was easy for Faith to be able to tell when Cynthia was home and when she wasn't. Bosco mood was different when she was home...happier, almost. But when she was gone, he was tense, on edge, and just angry. He would snap at people for no reason and get over emotional if a woman was killed. He was like a ticking time bomb when she was gone.

"Is she missing or what?" Faith asked, never really sure. Faith knew that FBI agents could go missing at any time, especially when they were involved in a very bad case. Faith knew that Cynthia usually ended up with the really bad cases. Bosco rolled his eyes at Faith's question.

"She ain't missing. She called me the other day from Maine. She does this all the time. Gets caught up in a case and leaves for a few weeks, then comes back for a day or two then leaves again. I'm used to it." Bosco said as he shut his locker.

"Must be why you two don't have any kids yet." Faith muttered as she walked towards the door, annoyed by Bosco's attitude to everything.

"What was that?" Bosco asked angrily. Faith shook her head and looked over her shoulder at Bosco who was following her angrily. She loved to hassle him about his relationship with Cynthia. The three year old couple argued all the time and to Faith, it seemed like the marriage would end one day soon, but Bosco seemed determined not to let it come to divorce. Faith knew that Bosco really loved Cynthia...but the way they argued...it made Faith scared sometimes. Not just for either of their safety...but for their sanity. Anyone who saw them together would either say they were crazy in love or just plain crazy for getting married. It all depended on when you saw them together.

"Nothing Bos." Faith answered, looking in front of her and walking out the door. Bosco muttered under his breath as he followed her to roll call. Faith and Bosco entered the room just as two well dressed people started heading down the hall towards the room from the opposite direction that Bosco and Faith came. One was a male and the other was a female. They were both wearing nice suits and carrying thick folders in their hands. They also wore shoulder holsters with guns, handcuffs on the back of their belts and a FBI badge on their belts. They were deep in conversation as they slowly aproached the room full of officers.

"We'll tell them the facts. Who he is, what he's done and what they should do if they find him." The female said to the male. The male nodded and looked around.

"What if they kill him?" He asked. She looked at him and smirked, but didn't reply. He just chuckled and followed her into the room. He knew what she had in mind.

Bosco growled in anger at Faith as she continued to hassle him about his wife. He looked up at frowned as a familiar woman stood next to Lt. Swersky. This was going to be a long day.

"Alright ladies and gentlemen. Today, we have a very special and dangerous case. The FBI has asked for our help and we're going to be giving it." Swersky told the officers inside the room. Several of the officers groaned, nobody liked the FBI. The female smirked and looked at the officers.

"My name is Special Agent di Rossana and this is Special Agent Curtis. We're just going to tell you the basic facts about this guy." Cynthia di Rossana took out a picture of the guy and held it up for everyone to see. "His name is Victor Jenkins, age 47. He started his rampage in Virginia, you might have heard about it. Last year he kill three young children. Three girls between the ages of 6 and 9." She put the picture back in her folder. "Not only did he kill them, but he raped them before he killed them, and afterwards."

"He was caught and arrested, but the State wasn't able to pin the charges on him and he was let go." Josef Curtis went on fer her. "He ran to Maine where he proceeded to kill two State Deputy's, females, and a Nurse. He once again raped them before he killed them and afterwards. This time, however, no one could catch him."

"And now he's here. Two days ago he raped and killed two nurses from Mercy and a Federal Agent, which is where we come in. We want this guy and we want the charges to stick. So this is how it's going to be." She pointed at the map on the wall behind her. There was a large area circled with red pen. "He's been sighted in this area. We know he has two contacts, one here," She pointed to one spot inside the circled area. "A Fara Taylor on 64th street and one here," She pointed to another spot. "A Clarence Hill on 8th street." She turned back to the group as Curtis picked up for her.

"If at any point you run into this guy, beware that he is highly dangerous. Armed and dangerous. If you do run into him, don't shoot him unless you have to."

"If you shoot him, don't kill him. We'd like this guy to go on trial and get the death penalty. We don't want him to be gunned down by an officer. If you kill him...be afraid. We will find something to charge you with...be certain of it. So watch where you shoot. Once you have him in custody, you are to notify us and we'll bring him in. Let's make this clear, he's ours." She told them. The officers nodded grimly. "Any questions?" She asked. Faith's hand shot up. "Yeah?"

"Will you be riding in a RMP?" Faith asked, secretly hoping she could Bosco and Cynthia in a car today. She knew the couple needed to be together. Faith, Sully, Davis, and Lt. Swersky, were the only ones who knew that Bosco was married to this particular woman. Most of the other officers didn't even know he had married a Federal Agent.

"No, we'll be traveling in an unmarked car." Cynthia answered. Faith smirked.

"So, we'll be able to spot you." Faith remarked, getting a small chuckle from both Cynthia, Josef and a few of the officers. Cynthia brushed her hair back behind her ears and nodded.

"Yeah, most likely. Any other questions?" The officer to the left of Bosco raised his hand. Cynthia didn't recognize him. "Yes?"

"Are you married?" He asked smoothly. Cynthia gave him a small smile as she saw Sully, Davis, and Faith start chuckling. Bosco's face was red and he was holding onto the desk in front of him tightly.

"You're new here, huh?" Cynthia asked. The officer nodded. "Then I'll let it slide. Remember, he's armed and dangerous." Cynthia said, ignoring the officer's question for the moment. "Oh, and, uh. I am married and you happen to be sitting right next to him." Cynthia added as she turned and followed Josef out of the room. The officer looked to his left where a female officer was sitting. He slowly turned his head to the right and gulped as Bosco's red face glared at him.

"Heh, hey Bosco..." The officer stood up and sprinted from the room, leaving the rest of the officers chuckling, besides Bosco. Not only was he mad about Officer Bailey's comment, but he was mad about cynthia showing up and not even letting him know she would be coming.

Cynthia bit into her cheeseburger and sighed as the delicious taste hit her mouth. Nobody makes burgers like McDonald's, she thought. The two agents were busy eating their lunch as they watched Fara Taylor's house. She was sitting on the front step talking with some of her friends, laughing at the things that they said. Maybe Victor would come to Fara's house. Maybe they could catch him without a big thing going down, Cynthia thought to herself. Cynthia just wanted to get this over with. She wanted to catch this guy so that the family members of his victims could have somewhat of a closure. Closure...did anybody really ever get it? Partially...Cynthia was sure...but there would also be a void in the families life.

Plus, Cynthia wanted to go home. She had been gone for a week. She had gone to Virginia and then to Maine and then she had ended up here when she and Josef were told about the deaths of the two nurses and the Federal Agent. Someone both she and Josef had known for quite a while. Someone they cared about...as a friend and collegue. Anna Morgan.

"So...you and Maurice thinking about kids yet?" Josef asked inbetween the chewing of his burger. Cynthia looked at him and gave him a serious look.

"And when would we have time to not only make the baby, but raise the baby...together? I work all the time, mostly out of the state, and he works all the time. We don't have time." Cynthia said, somewhat bitterly. She had, as some say unfortunately, fallen in love with Bosco after their second date. Their first one had been hellish. He had obviously had a bad day and was practically quiet the whole night. If he was talking, his answers were short and rude. Cynthia had slapped him twice before the night was over.

But their second date was better. He was very nice and he acted like a gentleman. He took her out to a nice restaurant where they had civilized conversations. It was everything Cynthia had dreamed of in a date. In fact, he didn't even try to get into her apartment that night. He gave her a small, but sweet, kiss on the cheek and walked back to his car after Cynthia was safely inside. It was perfect.

They dated for less than a year before he asked her to marry him. Then they ended up getting married not but two months later, in a small ceremony with just friends and family. The only reason Cynthia's dad showed up was because Cynthia threatened to never talk to him again if he didn't do this for her. Cynthia tried to explain to him that she loved Bosco with all her life and just wanted to be with him. She tried to explain to her dad that Bosco felt the same way, but her dad was stubborn. He wanted her to find a nice Italian politician to settle down with. But Cynthia wanted Bosco and she was stubborn about it. Her dad finally caved.

"Come on Cyn...you know perfectly well you can either get a desk job or take a month off for your very well earned vacation. I wouldn't be surprised if you had two months worth of vacation time or more! You work your ass to the bone and look what you have to show for it. Very high position, well respected...no children and a husband who, I bet, wishes you were home. Do us all a favor and get laid. I don't even want to think about how long it's been for you and Maurice." Josef commented, earning a hard smack on the arm from Cynthia. She chuckled as she rolled up her burger wrapper and threw it in the trash bag inside their car.

"Don't start." She told him. Josef chuckled and grinned at her.

"Come on...everybody knows that you're in a pissy mood all the time 'cause you and Maurice hardly got any time for each other, which means...no sex. Well, at least, I hope it means no sex, otherwise..." Josef trailed off as Cynthia shook her head. He was right and she knew it. She desperately wanted to have kids with Bosco. She wanted a family, she wanted stable hours...she wanted to be truly happy.

"Whatever. I just want to focus on this case for now." Cynthia muttered. Josef nodded and looked back at Fara's house. He could hear the tone in her voice and he knew that meant the conversation was over. It was cool with him though, he knew he had gotten through to her. He just wished she would take his advice and take a few days off.

"Well, well, well..." Josef muttered as a tall white guy in a baseball cap walked up to Fara's door step. "Looks like we've got company." The two agents sat up straight in their car as they watched the man with interest. He matched the build of Victor, but with the cap on, it was hard to tell if it was him or not. Josef glanced quickly at Cynthia as the man sat down on the door step next to Fara. "What should we do?" He asked. Cynthia thought for a minute. What should we do? We don't know if it is him, or not. She thought to herself. Oh well, guess we have an obilgation to check.

"Call for one car backup." She told him. Don't send Bosco, her brain said. Cynthia shook her head and unbuckled her seat belt. She ran a hand through her hair as Josef got on the radio and called for backup. Cynthia blocked out his voice as she watched Fara and the man continue to talk. As a red car passed by them, it seemed as if the world slowed down for a second. Then the car was gone and everything was back to normal.Josef put the radio down and they both got out of their car. Cynthia straightened her jacket and then followed Josef across the street. A horn honked as the two agents walked in front of a Saturn. They ignored the car.

"We have an officer involved shooting on 51st Street. I repeat, we have an officer involved shooting on 51st. All available units to 51st Street. EMS service requested to 51st street."

Cynthia's vision blurred for half a second and then was back to normal. Her eyes focused on Fara and the man, who weren't even paying attention, and she was sure that Josef was also focused on them. As the two agents stepped onto the sidewalk, Fara looked up and frowned. Cynthia glanced at the unidentified man and realized it wasn't who they were looking for.

"Can I help chu?" She asked rudely, standing up. The man who was sitting beside her remained seated and looked away from them. Josef and Cynthia pulled out their badges as they stopped in front of her.

"FBI. We need to talk Fara." Cynthia said as pleasantly as she could. Fara clicked her tongue on her teeth and then ran her tongue over her teeth. "Victor Jenkins." Cynthia could see a visibly reaction in Fara as she said Victor's name. "Where is he?" Cynthia asked calmly. Fara hesitated and then shrugged.

"Dunno man. Haven't seen him for a while. Boy just left me not to long ago, day or so." She lied to them. Cynthia rolled her eyes and smiled.

"Please, don't lie to us. We're not stupid. Just tell us where he is." Cynthia said, remaining calm. The last thing she needed to do was to get upset. Fara crossed her arms and stared back at Cynthia and Josef.

"I don't know where he is so just back the fuck off." She said angrily.

"Hey, now. Settle down. No need to get hostile. Just clam down, we're just asking." Josef said, his hands resting on his hips, just below his guns. Fara glared at Josef and then at Cynthia. Cynthia sighed and pulled a business card out of her back pocket and held it out for Fara to take.

"Take it and call us if you see him." Cynthia said. Fara shook her head, glaring at the card in Cynthia's hand.

"Fuck that bitch." She cussed. She slapped the card from Cynthia's hand and then pushed her. Cynthia stumbled back a few steps, but caught herself. She looked at Fara just as she pulled a gun out and pointed it at Cynthia. The man who was sitting on the steps jumped up and pulled out his own gun. The friends who had been standing around left quickly. Josef pulled out his gun and pointed it at the man while Cynthia quickly pulled out ehr gun and pointed it at Fara.

"Drop the guns!" Josef shouted. Cynthia tried to keep her eyes glued on Fara, but as she heard the distant sounds of sirens, she felt dizzy so she closed her eyes for a brief second.

Cynthia gasped as the bullet hit her chest, sending her backwards onto the cold, hard, wet ground. It was raining. The rain violently dropped on Cynthia's face, making her cold. She could vaguely hear Bosco's voice, but it was far and distant. She heard him crying out for her, but she couldn't respond. Her hand flew to her chest and tried to clutch at the gun shot wound, but too much clothing was in the way. A hand suddenly clutched at hers and tried to pull it away, to see the wound. Cynthia tried to look but her eyes rolled into the back of her head as shewrithed in pain. She had never been shot before.

Cynthia's eyes snapped open and she concentrated hard on Fara's gun. The sounds of the sirens got closer and Fara and the man took a step backwards.

"Just drop the gun." Cynthia said calmly. Fara shook her head.

"No. You made a mistake." She said. Cynthia couldn't help but chuckle and shake her head. She could see the RMP getting closer to where they were.

"No, Fara. You made a mistake. You should never pull a gun on a Federal Agent. You're screwed." The RMP pulled to a stop on the side of the street and Sully and Davis got out of the car, their guns drawn and pointed at Fara and the man.

"Drop the guns!" Sully shouted as he stood behind his door. Cynthia cheered inwardly, glad to know that Bosco wasn't here. Bosco had a tendency to overreact when Cynthia was invovled in something like this.

"Motherfucker! Put your gun down!" Bosco shouted over the sound of the rain. Don't, Cynthia's mind screamed. Don't make it worse Bosco. The man, Reggie, was backed up against the wall with a pistol, pointing it at Cynthia who stood in front of him, on the edge of the sidewalk. He took her gun. And now, with FBI agents and Police Officers surrounding them, he was pointing his gun at her. She was frozen. She couldn't move. Now Bosco was here. She wanted to turn her head and tell him to back off, but she was afraid that if she moved, this guy would shoot her.

"You put your gun down, asshole! This is not your problem!" Reggie yelled.

"It's my problem more than you think it is dirtbag." Bosco repsonded. Cynthia couldn't help it. She turned her head and glared at Bosco. Don't make it worse. She mouthed to him. He scowled at her and then looked back at Reggie. Cynthia turned back to face Reggie just as the gun went off.

"We can't solve this problem if you don't talk to us. There was no reason for you to get hostile." Josef said, snapping Cynthia out of her thoughts. Fara snarled.

"Yeah, right. I know wut chu was trying to do. Get me to talk 'bout Victor. Ya'll need to leave him alone." She said angrily. Cynthia laughed bitterly and lowered her gun, then holstered it.

"Leave him alone?" Cynthia lunged for Fara, knocking the gun from the woman's hands, then she grabbed Fara by the collar of her jacket roughly and pulled her towards here so they were face to face. Sully and Davis moved in quicky, pointing their guns at the other man. They knocked the gun from his hands and then handcuffed him as Cynthia scowled angrily at Fara, her eyes flashing. "He's killed and raped three young girls, two deputy's, three nurses, and a Federal Agent. So no, I will not leave him alone. This bastard is going down whether you help or not." She let go of Fara's collar, but grabbed her left wrist and pulled her arm behind her back and did the same with her right arm. She pulled out of her handcuffs and cuffed Fara's arms together. "You're under arrest."

"Bosco!" Faith shouted as they sped around a corner, going far faster than they should have been. Bosco laughed as he slowed down and Faith clutched at her heart. "Don't you ever, ever, do that again." She warned him. Bosco chuckled as the color in Faith's face finally returned.

"What a big baby." He muttered as they slowly came up to the afternoon traffic.

"So, you wanna tell me what's bothering you?" Faith asked. Silence. "Ok, I'll guess. Perhaps...and I'm just guessing with this, it has something to do with Cynthia." Bosco clentched his teeth together in anger.

"It's nothing." He lied. Faith snorted and gazed out the window. She knew Bosco better than that.

"Come on Bos...what is it? I know it has something to do with Cynthia...just spill it." Faith urged him on. Bosco tightened his grip on the steering wheel and shook his head.

"It's nothing." He said once again. Faith sighed angrily and rubbed her chin.

"Jesus Bosco! Whatever it is, you can tell me!" Faith shouted angrily. "I'm your partner!" Bosco growled angrily and jerked the steering wheel to the right, cutting off two oncoming cars. He ran up onto the sidewalk and angrily turned to Faith. She stared at him in shock and confusion.

"You want to know what my problem is? My problem is that my wife has a job where she's gone every single fucking day and I hardly ever get to see her! First, she leaves without even telling me! Then I get a call from Virginia. It's her saying she's on a really important case and she won't be home for a while. FINE! Then I get a call a few days later, she's in Maine. Now she's just checking up on me, asking if I'm ok. Like she CARES! Then, today, she shows up without a word! MY WIFE, FAITH! MY WIFE! She can't even talk to me, won't talk to me, acts like I'm not even her husband unless some guy flirts with her. It's days like these when I wonder why I even fucking married her!" Bosco shouted. He pounded on the dashboard in anger and Faith felt a tear trickle from her eye. Her heart was pounding wildly and her brain was on overdrive.

"I-" Faith was at a lost for words. She didn't know what to say. Bosco's eyes flashed with anger and then with brief sadness. He turned and sat back in his seat, breathing heavily, his face flushed. Faith moved back to where her back was up against the seat instead of the corner between the door and the seat. "Bos, I-" Faith stumbled over her words and Bosco held up his hand to silence her.

"Don't Faith. Just don't." He said quietly. Faith nodded and stared out the front window. She was running through different things to say and how to say it. Bosco was hurting and Faith could see it. Bosco quietly pulled the car back on the road, cutting off a car who honked angrily at him. Bosco muttered curse words under his breath.

"You married her because you love her." Faith mumbled quietly. It was the only thing she could think of to say. Bosco glanced at her.

"What?" Bosco said, slightly glaring at Faith. She looked over at him and took a deep breath.

"You married her because you love her." She said louder now, though her voice trembled. She was still on edge from Bosco's explosion. Bosco smirked and looked back in front of him.

"Yeah, that must have been it."

TBC...