"Thank God." Kim said when she opened her door and saw Bosco's jacket on the hook of the closet door. "Bos?"

"Right here Kim." He said coming out of the bedroom in sweatpants and a T- shirt.

"Stay." She told him before carrying Joey into his room. She emerged a few minutes later and just hugged him. "I tried to call you a million times."

"I know. I just got my cell phone back."

"What?"

"I left it in my locker this morning. I tried calling the house but they said you were down at the hospital." Bosco said pushing Kim's hair out of her face.

"Yeah. I just wanted to make sure Jimmy was okay. I think I must have put at least ten dollars into the payphone trying to reach you. You're gonna have a million messages from me on your machine." She told him.

"Is he?"

"What?"

"Jimmy. Is he okay?"

"Yeah. They said he came out of surgery just fine. I left right after Brooke got there. What about the shooter?"

"He really was a fireman. He was fired last year for erratic behavior."

"Where is he now?" Kim asked as they sat down on the couch.

"Morgue."

"What? Bos, did you-"

"No. He shot himself. Faith, Sully, Davis, and I were holding our guns on him and instead of dropping the gun like we told him he shot himself."

Kim didn't say anything, she just hugged him. "I'm so glad you're okay." She told him. "I got so scared when I couldn't get a hold of you."

"I'm okay Kim."

"I know." She said quietly. She pulled back. "Can we go to bed? I just want to fall asleep with you."

"I like that idea." Bosco said.

"Me too."