When you decide to become a police officer, you automatically know the
dangers that you will face. Everyday you willingly put your life on the
line to save another. It seems easy enough for you to cope with, right?
That all changes when you're in love with a fellow police officer. Every
night when you go to sleep, you pray that they are all right, that nothing
bad will happen. When you hear of an officer involved shooting on the news,
you pray it's not your lover; but what do you do when his name is read on
the news?
"Rebecca, you need to calm down." Her mother insisted. "This is not good for the baby. You heard what the doctor said after your accident. You need to rest and to be stress free."
"Mom! How can I be stress free, when Maurice is in the middle of a shoot out? At the hospital no less! He's supposed to be at Mikey's funeral! What the hell happened." Becca paused when the phone rang. It seemed like it took forever for her to reach the telephone. "Hello?"
"Becca." The voice on the other end said. It was a voice that made her sinking heart come back to where it should have been.
"Maurice. Oh God, are you okay?" She cried.
"I'm okay. I'm okay." He said.
"What the hell happened?" She asked frantically.
"Bec, you need to calm down. Please." Bosco said on the other end.
"I'm trying but I can't. What happened?" She asked yet again.
"Some guy, crazy lunatic, drove right into the funeral home before the service started. When I got to him, he said that he had a bomb." Bosco paused. "And then Ma..." His voice trailed off. She could hear the strain in his voice, it was like he was about to cry.
"What about her? Is she okay?" Becca asked while looking at her mother at the same time.
"No. No she's not. The car hit her and trapped her underneath the car. The rim of the tire landed on her arm and when we tried to move it, we nearly sliced it off. She also stopped breathing, but a paramedic sliced her throat open and put a tube in it. It got her breathing." He sighed.
"Oh god. How is she now?" Becca cried.
"She's unconscious, they're working on her arm, tryin' to get blood flowing back." Bosco said.
"What were you in the middle of a shooting at the hospital? What happened?"
"Donald Mann's men came in here. There we're two other bombs. One went off in a building where Cruz got a tip for a drug bust. The next was at a pier, it killed the head of Narcotics. You should have seen it Becca, a whole bunch of bulked up guys in black came running through the side entrance near the staff lounge and one stopped at the window and began shooting off his machine gun. Sasha and Ty were hit. Cruz, Faith and I were the only ones who got away with out injury."
"How bad are they?" Becca asked. She finally was able to calm down. She sat herself on the couch next to her mother.
"Ty was shot in the shoulder and Sasha was shot twice in the arm. They'll be okay." Bosco paused. "Is your mother there?"
"Yeah, yeah she is. Why?" Becca asked.
"I want you to pack some clothes and whatever else you need to take. Do it for me too. I want you to go to your parents' cottage in Connecticut. If this is what I think it is, Donald Mann won't stop at anything. I want you to be safe, you and our baby." Bosco paused. "Will you do that? For me, please Bec? It's the only way I know you'll be safe. Take the train if you have to. He could be watching you. He may have someone sitting on the place. Go out the back. It may be better there. I'll be down to see you as soon as I can."
"Okay." She could feel the tears forming in her eyes, and her voice began to tremble.
"Becca." Bosco said.
"Yeah?" She asked.
"I love you." He spoke. "I love you more than anything, you and our baby. You know that."
"I know. I love you too. Maurice." She said.
"Yeah baby?"
"You be careful okay? I want you here in one piece." Becca paused. "Take care of your mom."
"I will." He said. "Go. Go get packed. I'll be there hopefully by midnight. I love you."
"I love you too." Becca said. "I love you too."
"Rebecca, you need to calm down." Her mother insisted. "This is not good for the baby. You heard what the doctor said after your accident. You need to rest and to be stress free."
"Mom! How can I be stress free, when Maurice is in the middle of a shoot out? At the hospital no less! He's supposed to be at Mikey's funeral! What the hell happened." Becca paused when the phone rang. It seemed like it took forever for her to reach the telephone. "Hello?"
"Becca." The voice on the other end said. It was a voice that made her sinking heart come back to where it should have been.
"Maurice. Oh God, are you okay?" She cried.
"I'm okay. I'm okay." He said.
"What the hell happened?" She asked frantically.
"Bec, you need to calm down. Please." Bosco said on the other end.
"I'm trying but I can't. What happened?" She asked yet again.
"Some guy, crazy lunatic, drove right into the funeral home before the service started. When I got to him, he said that he had a bomb." Bosco paused. "And then Ma..." His voice trailed off. She could hear the strain in his voice, it was like he was about to cry.
"What about her? Is she okay?" Becca asked while looking at her mother at the same time.
"No. No she's not. The car hit her and trapped her underneath the car. The rim of the tire landed on her arm and when we tried to move it, we nearly sliced it off. She also stopped breathing, but a paramedic sliced her throat open and put a tube in it. It got her breathing." He sighed.
"Oh god. How is she now?" Becca cried.
"She's unconscious, they're working on her arm, tryin' to get blood flowing back." Bosco said.
"What were you in the middle of a shooting at the hospital? What happened?"
"Donald Mann's men came in here. There we're two other bombs. One went off in a building where Cruz got a tip for a drug bust. The next was at a pier, it killed the head of Narcotics. You should have seen it Becca, a whole bunch of bulked up guys in black came running through the side entrance near the staff lounge and one stopped at the window and began shooting off his machine gun. Sasha and Ty were hit. Cruz, Faith and I were the only ones who got away with out injury."
"How bad are they?" Becca asked. She finally was able to calm down. She sat herself on the couch next to her mother.
"Ty was shot in the shoulder and Sasha was shot twice in the arm. They'll be okay." Bosco paused. "Is your mother there?"
"Yeah, yeah she is. Why?" Becca asked.
"I want you to pack some clothes and whatever else you need to take. Do it for me too. I want you to go to your parents' cottage in Connecticut. If this is what I think it is, Donald Mann won't stop at anything. I want you to be safe, you and our baby." Bosco paused. "Will you do that? For me, please Bec? It's the only way I know you'll be safe. Take the train if you have to. He could be watching you. He may have someone sitting on the place. Go out the back. It may be better there. I'll be down to see you as soon as I can."
"Okay." She could feel the tears forming in her eyes, and her voice began to tremble.
"Becca." Bosco said.
"Yeah?" She asked.
"I love you." He spoke. "I love you more than anything, you and our baby. You know that."
"I know. I love you too. Maurice." She said.
"Yeah baby?"
"You be careful okay? I want you here in one piece." Becca paused. "Take care of your mom."
"I will." He said. "Go. Go get packed. I'll be there hopefully by midnight. I love you."
"I love you too." Becca said. "I love you too."
