"No. I just don't like it. It's too dangerous," Bosco argued again for the fifth time that day.

"Why are you guys fightin?" Joey said, coming out of his room.

"We're not fighting, Joey. We're disagreeing," Bosco said, but he could tell that Joey was scared that this family was going to break up too. He knelt down next to Joey and explained. "You see, Joey, I'm just worried about Mom," he said. "You know she's having a little brother or sister and I'm worried that she's gonna get hurt at work. I just think it's time for her to stop until after the baby's born so that they both stay safe," he finished.

Kim watched him talking to her son. Even though Jimmy was still a big part of Joey's life, Joey had taken to Bosco and considered him a second father. Kim loved watching the two interact and it only convinced her more of what a great father he'd be.

She looked at Joey and saw him thinking. Suddenly Joey looked up at her and said, "Bosco's right, Mom. You should stop until after the baby." She looked over at Bosco to see the look of satisfaction on his face.

She put her hand on her growing belly and gave a big sigh. "Alright. I'll talk to Doc at work tomorrow," she said.

"No. Call him now," Bosco said and handed her the phone. "Please, Kim? Last night was too close."

Bosco was referring to the call that Kim had at the bodega on King and 135th.

############ Alex and Kim had been dispatched there for a caller reporting an unknown injury. When they'd arrived they grabbed their standard gear and headed into the bodega. They found an elderly man lying on the floor near the counter. He was bleeding from what appeared to be a stab wound to his abdomen. Alex had notified the dispatcher of the stab injury and asked for police to respond to take a report.

The two medics had started assessing their patient when they heard something fall from a shelf. They turned to look behind them and saw a young man dressed in dirty, ratty clothes and holding a knife. He had a couple days' growth of beard and looked filthy. The man came forward since he'd been seen and placed himself between the medics and the door. He brandished the knife in front of him. "I want money," he said nastily. Kim turned toward the man while Alex continued to work on the patient and keep an eye on the man at the same time. Kim slowly moved her hand so that it rested against her portable radio and keyed the microphone while she was talking.

"Whoa," Kim said. "Look, we just got a call saying that someone was injured here at King and 135th. We don't have any money with us, just our equipment," she said, trying to sound calm. She kept her hand on the transmit button so that the entire conversation would go out to the dispatcher and be relayed to the police that were responding.

"I'm the one that called you. I don't want the old man to die, but I need money. I can't get the register open and he was stupid so I had to hurt him. But, then he fell over and I can't get the register open," the man said.

"Well, we just want to treat this man and get him to a hospital so he doesn't die. We don't care what or where you go as long as you don't interfere with what we have to do. We're not cops, but they always send the police on calls like this, so if I was you I'd get out of here now," Kim said, trying to scare the man away.

"Kim," Alex said. "This guy's not doing too well. We need to get him out of here and soon." Kim nodded her understanding as she heard sirens in the distance. The man heard them too and the look of panic on his face worsened. He walked toward the counter where Kim was standing and Kim started to move away. Before she realized it, he reached out and grabbed onto her. Fortunately, she was able to keep the microphone keyed.

"Look. Just leave us alone and we won't tell the cops about you. You can take off and get out of here. You hear them coming, right? Just leave and let us take care of this guy," Kim said, still trying to sound calm despite the rising fear within her.

The man firmed his grip on Kim and pulled her behind the counter. Alex stood up and took a step toward the man. The man put the knife next to Kim's neck and said, "Don't do anything stupid. She's gonna open the register for me and as soon as I get the money, I'm outta here." As soon as he'd finished his sentence the sound of tires screeching to a halt were heard. Suddenly, Kim remembered that Bosco was working today and was most likely one of the first-arriving officers.

"You know. My husband's a cop here in the 55th and how do you think he's gonna take it when he finds out that you have me in here with his unborn child?" Kim said, looking at Alex. Kim mouthed the words for her to run. She was afraid that the man would let her go and take Alex hostage instead.

"What?!" the man said, loosening his grip somewhat, but not completely. Alex took a few steps toward the door and was in the doorway when she felt a hand reach in and pull her back. Before anyone knew what had happened, Davis had reached in and grabbed Alex and pulled her outside to safety, leaving Kim and the patient inside.

"Look, I just need you to open the register," the man said, wiping the sweat from his brow. "I need to get some drugs then I'll feel better and be able to think."

"Well, there's no drugs for you here. You're gonna have to give it up and let us take you to Mercy to get some treatment. I'll take you with me when we bring this guy into the hospital. We'll get you feeling better. I promise," Kim said, stalling for time so that the NYPD could formulate a plan.

Suddenly, at the same time that Kim heard the noise, the man had released her and was on the ground with Bosco on top of him with his gun pointed in the man's ear. "Are you alright?" Bosco asked Kim calmly. Bosco had come around to the back door of the store and entered through the alley.

"Yeah. I'm okay," she said, kneeling down to continue working on the patient.

Faith came in behind Bosco, "I've got him, Bos. Bosco?" Kim looked over and saw the look on her husband's face and noticed the gun still pointed at the man's temple.

"Bosco! I'm okay. He's just an addict. He doesn't even know what he was doing. Don't hurt him. I'm okay, Baby," Kim said to Bosco. Bosco slowly regained his composure and got off the man, allowing Faith to take over.

He walked over to kneel next to Kim and said, "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes, we're fine, but I need Alex and the stretcher in here or this guy's gonna buy it," she said, looking Bosco in the eye and seeing the fear and anger there. She knew she was in for a conversation later tonight. ###########

And so, Kim dialed the station and asked for Doc. When Doc got on the phone, Kim said, "Hey Doc. I need to talk to you about something. You got a couple of minutes?" Kim started to talk and Bosco took Joey into the other room.

After a few minutes, Kim came into Joey's room where Bosco and Joey were playing video games. Bosco looked up at her, waiting for her to fill him in.

"It's all set. He was just waiting for me to tell him when it was time. I'm off the streets until after my maternity leave," she said. "Doc set it up so that I could do all the paperwork on the runs and help out with the scheduling and stuff. So, basically I'd be doing Doc's job and he'd be doing mine. Of course, any decisions of a supervisory nature would have to come from him. Happy?" she said to her husband.

Bosco stood up and took Kim in his arms, "Very. You understand, right? I'm just scared for you and the baby."

Kim hugged him back and kissed his lips, "Yeah. I understand and you're right. It was time." She took in a sharp breath and put a hand on her stomach and Bosco got scared.

"What? What is it?" he asked, but relaxed a little when he saw the smile on her face. She took his hand and placed it on her belly and he felt his baby move for the first time.