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Chapter 11: Funeral
Bosco tightened his tie. He had only worn one once before, to Mikey's funeral. He clutched a single white rose in his palm, a sign of purity.
He finally climbed out of the car. The rest of the precinct was here. Their faces turned to looks of sympathy and sadness as he passed, but he paid no attention to them.
He walked right to the front of the church, where Cruz's body had been laid out and sat down in the first row.
His eyes were red and puffy from crying by the time the funeral was over. When all the other guests left the room he stayed behind for a moment before they went to the graveyard.
He walked up beside her casket and stared down at her; she looked perfect, almost alive. He pulled something out of his pocket, a picture of them together and slipped it into her pocket.
His hand gently touched her cold skin and he pulled it away, he didn't want to feel her right now. He pulled his hand back and whispered "I'll never forget you Maritza" before leaving the room.
He watched as they placed her casket in the ground then gently he went and put the white rose on top of it.
This was it, it was finally the end. As the service finished he turned to walk away.
Davis stopped him gently "Hey, look man, I'm really sorry, you want to go out for a drink or something?"
Bosco shook his head slightly "No thanks Davis, I'm not really in the mood" Davis nodded in understanding and Bosco left, all alone, for the first time in his life.
He tried to live his life normally but nothing was the same. He visited her grave every day, talking to her, trying to bring her back.
He would bring her flowers every day and finally be brought something even more important, a small tombstone for their baby.
It read "Baby Boscorelli- Cruz, You never got to see the world but we love you" it was placed right next to Cruz's tombstone even though there was no body.
As he sat next to it one day he saw a woman crying next to him so he went over
"Hey are you ok?" he asked gently. She glanced up, surprised at being disturbed
"Yeah, I guess so… I lost my husband just a while ago. Car accident."
Bosco sat down next to her "I lost my girlfriend, cancer"
The woman nodded "Hi, I'm Tammy, Tammy Reynolds"
Bosco smiled lightly "Maurice Boscorelli" They sat a while, Bosco thinking the whole time, maybe it was time to move on, Cruz had made him promise and he wasn't about to break it
"Tammy, do you want to go grab a coffee or something?" She thought a moment before answering "Coffee would be great" Bosco helped her to her feet and led her to his car. If anything he could at least use a friend.
(A/N) Ok, I know I said one more chap and it's over but I'm writing an epilogue so stay tuned!