Bosco took his ringing cell phone out of his pocket, gripping it tightly from the frustration he was feeling. He and Faith had been the ones to locate Paulie. They brought him into the station and had to listen to his whimpering and incoherent words all the way to the house. He took another look at their prisoner with disgust and put the phone to his hear.

"Boscorelli," he said into the phone.

"Bosco, it's Catherine," came Kim's mother's voice on the other end.

"Catherine, what's going on?" Bosco asked, wondering why she was calling him. He just wanted to get this guy processed and get back over to the hospital.

"He's gone, Bosco. Bobby's gone," she said, her voice cracking slightly.

"What?!" Bosco said, unable to believe what he was hearing. "Where's Kim?"

"She's here with me. Jimmy called me and when I got to the hospital she was outside," Catherine explained.

"How is she?" Bosco asked as the conversation caught Faith's attention and she looked up. Bosco covered the phone with his hand and said, "Bobby didn't make it." Faith's eyes got wide and she put the pen down that she was writing the report with. She looked over to the man in the holding cell with contempt, before resting her forehead on her hand and looking at the desk.

"She's not good, Bosco. She really needs you. Can you leave work?" Catherine said.

"Of course. I'll be there in a few minutes. Can I talk to her?" he asked.

"I don't think she'll be able to talk to you, Bosco," Catherine said.

"Just give her the phone," Bosco told her. After a moment, he could hear her ragged breathing on the other end.

"Bosco?" was all that came out before her voice crumbled to tears. "He's gone. Bobby's gone," she managed.

"I know, Baby. I know. I'm sorry. I'll be right there, okay? Can you wait right there for me?" he said, his chest getting tight at the sound of despair in her voice.

"Hurry, Bos. I really need you here," she said.

"I'm coming, Baby. I'm almost there," he said, hanging up the phone. He turned to his partner. "Can you finish up the paperwork on this jag-off? Kim's in a really bad way," he said.

"Absolutely. Go to Kim. Tell her I'm sorry and to call me if there's anything I can do," Faith said and Bosco nodded, looking around the desk to see if there was anything he needed to take care of before he left. He found himself staring at the man in the cell and then heard Faith's quiet voice alongside him. "You got him, Bosco. Tell Kim you got him. It will mean something to her right now," she said, putting a hand on his shoulder and bringing him back from his thoughts.

"Thanks, Faith. I'll call you later. You'll explain it to the Lieu?" Bosco said, grabbing his hat off the desk and turning to go to the locker room.

"Yeah. Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it," she assured him.

He nodded and quickly walked to the locker room, unbuttoning his shirt as he went. He passed Sully and Davis who were coming in from the end of their shift. "Hey, Bosco. Nice collar you made. Have you heard anything from the hospital?" Sully asked him.

Bosco turned toward the two officers and quietly said, "Bobby died. Kim's Mom just called me. The jag-off killed him," Bosco said, finally realizing how good a friend Bobby had become. He turned away quickly as he felt tears come to his eyes.

"Oh, man," Ty said. "I'm sorry, Bos. Tell Kim, if there's anything we can do to just call," he finished. Bosco just nodded, but didn't turn around.

"I'm on my way over there now," was all he said.

"Well, anything. Anything at all," Sully said.

"Thanks." Bosco replied as he finished changing.

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Bosco pulled his car up to the front of Catherine's house. He could see Kim standing in the window. She must have been waiting for him. He turned off the engine and got out and walked around the side of the car to the sidewalk leading to the front steps. Kim came out the front door and down the steps. They got about half way to each other when Kim stopped, unable to control her emotions anymore. Bosco watched her slowly start to sink to the ground on her knees and raced up the walk to her. He reached her just as her knees hit the ground and took her in his arms.

"I'm here, Baby. I'm here," he said, holding onto to her tightly to try to stop the violent shaking from her sobs.

"Oh, Bosco. He's gone. How can it be that he's gone?" she said between sobs. "I couldn't save him. I must've done something wrong. Why couldn't I save him?" she said.

Bosco pushed her away just enough to look her in the eye. "Kim! You did everything you could. Hear me? Everything. I know you did everything you could do. There must have been just too much damage, Kim. Do you understand me?" he said, pulling her to him again and looking over her shoulder to Catherine who was standing on the steps distraught at her daughter's pain.

After a few moments, when her sobs seemed to subside somewhat, he helped Kim to her feet and slowly walked her back to the house. Catherine opened the door and let them walk through ahead of her. She put her hand on Bosco's back and said, "Thank God you got here when you did. I didn't know what else to say. She's just falling apart, Bosco. I'm really worried about her."

Bosco nodded. "I've got her. It'll be okay. We'll get her through this," he said. He helped Kim to the couch and Melanie brought out a hot cup of tea for her. Kim took it, but because her hands were shaking so badly, she was unable to hold it. Bosco helped her get it to her lips and take a sip of the warm liquid. He set the cup down and motioned for Melanie to sit with Kim while he talked to Catherine.

"Where's Joey?" he asked, expecting him to be in the house and probably scared at his mother's distress.

"Jimmy came and picked him up from Melanie when I went to get Kim at the hospital," Catherine said. "He said he's gonna take Joey to his place and tell him what happened."

"Will he be able to handle Joey's reaction? I don't know how Jimmy is with this kind of stuff," Bosco asked.

"He'll be fine with him. He really is good with Joey," Catherine assured Bosco.

"Okay," Bosco said, looking over at his wife and wondering what he should do next. Before he could think of what to do, Kim looked up at him as if she wanted to ask him something, but was afraid. "What, Kim? What is it?" Bosco said, walking over and kneeling in front of her.

She looked at him and said in barely a whisper, "Where's Paulie? Did they find him?"

Bosco took her hands in his and said, "Faith and I found him, Kim. He's in jail. We got him, Kim."

"Is he okay?" she asked much to Bosco's surprise.

"What?" he said, hoping the shock didn't show on his face.

"Bobby'd want to know that he was okay," Kim said, fresh tears falling down her cheeks.

"He's okay. He didn't get hurt. Faith's finishing up the paperwork and then he'll be transported to the hospital to get checked out. He'll get the help he needs," Bosco said, sensing that Kim needed to know that more than she needed to know he'd be going to prison for what he'd done.

Kim nodded her head, suddenly feeling very tired. "Good. That's good. Because Bobby really wanted to help him," she said, leaning back against the couch. "I'm cold," she said and Bosco reached up and pulled the throw off the back of Catherine's couch.

"Why don't you lie down here for a little bit and rest. I'll be right here. I'm not going anywhere, okay?" he said, guiding her down on the couch and covering her with the throw.

She nodded agreement and then suddenly said, "Where's Joey? I have to tell Joey."

"Jimmy has Joey. Why don't you let him take Joey for the night, Kim? You really need some time to try and deal with this. And Jimmy's gonna tell Joey what happened. Your Mom said that he'll be really good with him about it, right?" Bosco said, trying to soothe her. She nodded and laid her head back down on the throw pillow. She was out like a light in a matter of minutes, but Bosco stayed right beside her until he was sure she was sound asleep.