Bosco walked into the locker room to change into his uniform. He felt the
stare of Sergeant Cruz from upstairs, but didn't look up. He couldn't
believe she was at work not even a full day after her sister had died in a
fire. He got the impression that there wasn't any family besides her
sister, so shouldn't she be making arrangements and taking care of her
sister's affairs? He had to admit that he just couldn't figure her out -
and he was pretty sure he didn't want to.
The door opened and Faith rushed into the locker room. She stopped short when she saw him getting changed and then continued past to her locker. He looked over at her. "Hey," he said like he usually did. "Better get a move-on. Sounds like Christopher's on the war path again."
"Uh huh," she said softly, not looking at him as she went about getting changed.
"That's not like her," he thought to himself. "She's usually all chatty when she comes in. Maybe it's 'cause of Emily. I really should have called her last night, but I wanted to give them some time."
"Everything okay?" he asked, as he ran his belt through the loops on his pants.
"Yeah. Fine," she said curtly.
"How's Em?"
"She's good. She's going to go back to school on Monday."
Bosco nodded and after a moment said, "So, are you gonna tell me what's wrong or are we going to speak in one sentence conversations all day?" Bosco asked finally, slamming his locker shut in frustration.
"What's wrong?" she said, finally looking up at him. "What's wrong?!"
"Uh oh," he thought out loud.
"Yeah. Uh oh," she said, slamming her locker shut as she finished dressing. "What the hell did you think you were doing?!" she practically yelled at him.
He knew it was coming - sooner or later. Secretly, he was hoping for later - much later, or better yet, not at all. "Faith," he started.
"No. Don't "Faith" me and give me that I'm sorry look. It's not going to work this time. You almost got yourself killed! I can't believe you just followed her in there like that!"
"I would have done the same if it had been you," he said, honestly.
"No. That's where you're wrong, Bosco. Because I never would have led you into that situation in the first place. I tried to warn you. I told you there was something about her that I didn't trust. She doesn't care about procedures. She doesn't care about anyone else but herself or the result of anything except how it affects her. She's everything you used to be, only worse. I have to admit that I've seen a little of the old Bosco peeking through and I'm sure I don't like it," she ranted.
"Are you sure that if it was Emily you wouldn't have charged in that house after her without thinking about the consequences? And, do you think that I wouldn't follow you in?" he said realizing by the look on her face that he'd hit a raw nerve.
"That's not fair, Bos," she said, her eyes getting watery. "And yeah, I'd like to think that if, God forbid, I was in the same situation that I'd have the sense to wait for back-up and think about the bigger picture. Or that you'd speak up and MAKE me think about it."
"I'm sorry. I was out of line. I know that I screwed up. I know that now. I went through all this with Kim last night. It won't happen again," he said and they were both silent. "So, how IS Emily?" he asked her again.
"She's okay. We had a long talk last night. She got quite a scare. I don't think she'll ever try anything like that again. At least, she promised me she wouldn't and that we'd talk about anything and everything. We have a lot of catching up to do," Faith said.
"Wait. She tried it on her own?" Bosco said in surprise.
"Yes. And she noticed the look on your face in the hospital when we were going home. It upset her," she said.
"Good. I love your kids like I was their uncle or somethin'," he said. "I won't deny that I was disappointed. I never would have expected something like this from her."
"Well, you should really make an attempt to talk to her. She thinks you hate her," Faith said.
"I will. Soon," he said as Davis stuck his head into the locker room.
"Um. Christopher is about to blow a gasket," Ty warned. "The only thing that's saving you is that Faith's yelling at you," he added with a grin. "Don't worry, we couldn't hear what it was about, just that you were catching hell, Bos."
"Thanks, Ty," Bosco said as the two partners followed each other out. Faith happened to look up and noticed Cruz standing at the top of the stairs watching Bosco.
The door opened and Faith rushed into the locker room. She stopped short when she saw him getting changed and then continued past to her locker. He looked over at her. "Hey," he said like he usually did. "Better get a move-on. Sounds like Christopher's on the war path again."
"Uh huh," she said softly, not looking at him as she went about getting changed.
"That's not like her," he thought to himself. "She's usually all chatty when she comes in. Maybe it's 'cause of Emily. I really should have called her last night, but I wanted to give them some time."
"Everything okay?" he asked, as he ran his belt through the loops on his pants.
"Yeah. Fine," she said curtly.
"How's Em?"
"She's good. She's going to go back to school on Monday."
Bosco nodded and after a moment said, "So, are you gonna tell me what's wrong or are we going to speak in one sentence conversations all day?" Bosco asked finally, slamming his locker shut in frustration.
"What's wrong?" she said, finally looking up at him. "What's wrong?!"
"Uh oh," he thought out loud.
"Yeah. Uh oh," she said, slamming her locker shut as she finished dressing. "What the hell did you think you were doing?!" she practically yelled at him.
He knew it was coming - sooner or later. Secretly, he was hoping for later - much later, or better yet, not at all. "Faith," he started.
"No. Don't "Faith" me and give me that I'm sorry look. It's not going to work this time. You almost got yourself killed! I can't believe you just followed her in there like that!"
"I would have done the same if it had been you," he said, honestly.
"No. That's where you're wrong, Bosco. Because I never would have led you into that situation in the first place. I tried to warn you. I told you there was something about her that I didn't trust. She doesn't care about procedures. She doesn't care about anyone else but herself or the result of anything except how it affects her. She's everything you used to be, only worse. I have to admit that I've seen a little of the old Bosco peeking through and I'm sure I don't like it," she ranted.
"Are you sure that if it was Emily you wouldn't have charged in that house after her without thinking about the consequences? And, do you think that I wouldn't follow you in?" he said realizing by the look on her face that he'd hit a raw nerve.
"That's not fair, Bos," she said, her eyes getting watery. "And yeah, I'd like to think that if, God forbid, I was in the same situation that I'd have the sense to wait for back-up and think about the bigger picture. Or that you'd speak up and MAKE me think about it."
"I'm sorry. I was out of line. I know that I screwed up. I know that now. I went through all this with Kim last night. It won't happen again," he said and they were both silent. "So, how IS Emily?" he asked her again.
"She's okay. We had a long talk last night. She got quite a scare. I don't think she'll ever try anything like that again. At least, she promised me she wouldn't and that we'd talk about anything and everything. We have a lot of catching up to do," Faith said.
"Wait. She tried it on her own?" Bosco said in surprise.
"Yes. And she noticed the look on your face in the hospital when we were going home. It upset her," she said.
"Good. I love your kids like I was their uncle or somethin'," he said. "I won't deny that I was disappointed. I never would have expected something like this from her."
"Well, you should really make an attempt to talk to her. She thinks you hate her," Faith said.
"I will. Soon," he said as Davis stuck his head into the locker room.
"Um. Christopher is about to blow a gasket," Ty warned. "The only thing that's saving you is that Faith's yelling at you," he added with a grin. "Don't worry, we couldn't hear what it was about, just that you were catching hell, Bos."
"Thanks, Ty," Bosco said as the two partners followed each other out. Faith happened to look up and noticed Cruz standing at the top of the stairs watching Bosco.
