Bosco arrived to her door at the exact moment that Faith returned to the precinct and saw the hushed crowed whispering at the top of the stairs. The vile smell of fresh vomit reached her nostrils and caused a moments hesitation as she approached the steps.

"Faith", the Lieutenant abruptly called from his office, causing a slight parting in the sea of people who now seemed to be starring at Faith.

"Oh God, what did I do?" she thought, "What happened now?" Faith was tired and really ready to go home. She had been pretty productive today, turning up the surviving victim in the morning's homicide and obtaining the warrant to search the church. There was a lot going on but as she replayed the day's events and conversations in her head she felt this could only be about one thing: Bosco.

"Yeah, Lieu?" Faith stood with her hands in her pockets and gave a slight nod to her Boss. "What's going on?" The look he gave her scared her slightly. This wasn't just exhaustion from the day, or even exasperation because of someone in his unit, this was something else, something bad.

"What it is?" Faith couldn't help but let the anticipation fill her voice.

"Maybe you should sit down" he began,

"No, Lieu, whatever it is you tell me now, tell me right here." Faith squared her shoulders and pointed to the ground emphasizing her point.

"Faith we were reviewing some tapes that have to do with Bosco's shooting." He seemed eager to just get this out in the open, get it over with.

"What shooting, the Monroe shooting? I didn't know there was tape." Faith's voice was filled with eagerness and alarm, she wanted nothing more than to clear Bosco, but at the same time she felt any tape might only serve to further complicate things. In short, Faith didn't know how to react.

"No, not that shooting, HIS shooting." His voice was low, he seemed to be acting somewhat ashamed.

"What? What for?" Faith was confused and overwhelmed as his words immediately brought her back to the events of that night, the emotions of that night.

"We wanted to see if there was anything we could pick out from the angles of the shots, the initial impact that would support an injury to his eyes…we were trying to play medical investigators."

Nowhe sounded really ashamed. Faith had known there was a tape, she hadn't known it was in the building of the 55. She hadn't known it was for public consumption. In anger she barked at the at Lieutenant :

"Well, he practically got his FACE blown off, I think that'd be enough to cause and eye injury! Did everyone fail to notice the rather large SCAR he has on his cheek? Did that fail to go noticed in your little 'medical investigation'? Huh?"

Faith was so angry that she crossed the room and was now inches from the Lieutenant's face. She suddenly realized just where she was and with whom she was talking and her posture became a little less belligerent.

No one spoke for several beats as Faith just blinked wide-eyed at her Boss. She was still mad as hell and still intended to tell him, she just thought she should be a little more respectful.

"So why you telling me?" She asked. "Are you confessing? Asking me forgiveness for remembering and watching those horrible things? Those CRIMES committed by a monster and what he almost took from us?"

"No." The Liutenant's voice was still low.

"Excuse Me?" Faith asked, confused by his answer.

"No, I am not confessing that I watched the tapes, I am confessing that while I was watching Bosco came in."

Faith's complexion went white as she realized the effect of this catastrophe. She backed away from her Boss who continued with his confession while she shook her head in disgust and backed into a chair.

"Faith, he came up the stairs and was standing in the hall. I had noway of knowing he was coming back for the day. He took one look at the screen and vomited all over the floor." Faith suddenly remembered the scent she was greeted with upon entering the station.

"Where is he now?" She asked, suddenly alert to what she has to do.

"He left, he said he had to find you."

"Ok then, Boss, I am leaving, thank you for the information". After her outburst Faith was overcompensating with civility for this man.

"Faith, I am so sorry." He seemed truly repentant and Faith just nodded and let herself out of his office door. She was down the steps and on the street seconds later.