Faith sat in the corner of the living room, only the light from the corner desk lamp shining the room. She had the stereo on very low so as not to wake anyone. She'd been there for about forty-five minutes. She couldn't sleep. All the things from today kept running through her head - her conversation with Emily; her disagreement with Fred ABOUT Emily; closing the door on Bosco and his problem. She still saw the look of confusion in his eyes. He was stuck between a rock and a hard place, that was for sure. But, it wasn't like she hadn't warned him and now all this stuff with Emily was going on. She was stretched to the limit. She didn't know how much more pulling she could take. Something had to give. She rationalized it all in her mind, but it didn't help. She'd let her best friend in the world down. She hoped he'd be all right, but she wasn't too sure.

She thought about the talk she had with Kim tonight. Kim was angry with her. She didn't blame her, but she was kind of angry with Kim for putting this on her. After all, SHE was Bosco's WIFE. If he wasn't going to listen to Kim, then why did she think he'd listen to Faith? Her words stung even now as she heard them again. "Faith, you're his partner. You've always been and always will be his partner, despite what's going on right now. I can't help him with this. I don't know how to help him with this anymore. He's stuck, and he's desperate, and he's scared. He was counting on you to help him. He's helped you plenty of times," she heard again. And then she heard what she'd dreaded most. "He almost took a bullet when you were sick and couldn't back him up. You kept that from him. And he forgave you for lying to him about the abortion. And you can't forgive him for this. That's pretty hypocritical, don't you think?" Kim had said.

The words from "She's A Wild One," sung by one of her favorite singers, Faith Hill, crept into her mind from the stereo and she listened to them, tears suddenly springing to her eyes.

"They said, 'You can't leave,' She said, 'Yes I will.' They said, 'Don't see him,' She said, 'His name is Bill.' She's on a roll, and its all uphill.

"She's a wild one, with an angel's face, She's a woman child, in a state of grace. When she was three years old on her Daddy's knee, He said, 'You can be anything you want to be...' She's a wild one running free.

"She loves rock and roll, They said, 'It's Satan's tongue. She thinks they're too old, They think she's too young. The battle lines are clearly drawn.

"She's a wild one, with an angel's face, She's a woman child, in a state of grace. When she was three years old on her Daddy's knee, He said, 'You can be anything you want to be...' She's a wild one running free.

"Faith?" came Fred's voice as he walked in the room and saw the tears on her face. "What's wrong?"

She wiped the tears away. "Everything," she said simply.

He sat down next to her and she leaned against him. He brought up his hand and smoothed her hair. "Not everything. What's wrong?" he asked again softly.

"I'm messing everything up, Fred," she said, the tears falling faster now. "I'm ruining my relationship with my daughter. I'm driving her away from me when all I really want to do is protect her and help her make the right decisions," she said, a sob escaping her throat.

"It's a rough time right now. Remember what you put your mother through?" he offered.

"This is nothing like that, Fred. My mother had her own problems," she said. "I'm just so afraid, Fred. I'm afraid that she's going to end up hurt - or worse - in a coma again or dead. I have to prevent that, Fred, I just don't know how," she said, grabbing a tissue from the desk.

"We'll find the answers on how to do that together, Faith. I promise," Fred said. "In the meantime, it's good that she's still talking with me. If I have to tell her certain things that she wants to hear in order to keep those lines of communication open, then so be it. Believe me, I'm just as scared as you are - except that you have a visual picture of what could happen from being out there with it every day. I'm terrified, Faith," he said, leaning his chin on the top of her head.

"Thanks, Fred. For keeping everyone on an even keel," she told him, tipping her head back and giving him a kiss.

"What else?" he asked her, knowing that the incident with Bosco was upsetting her also.

"What d'you mean?" she asked, listening to the silence that filled the room now that the CD was over.

"What's going on with Bosco?" he asked.

"Oh. That. He's got himself all screwed up and now he's stuck. I tried to warn him, but he didn't want to listen. After Hobart got himself killed, he wanted Anti-Crime so bad, he followed Cruz right off the cliff. Now he's looking for a branch to grab onto to break his fall. I want to help him, but I don't know how. And, with Emily, I don't think I have the strength, Fred. I'm afraid I'll fall off the cliff with him. I'm that close to breaking...," she broke off, biting her lip to hold back more tears. Fred embraced her tighter. Truth be told, Bosco's predicament was weighing heavily on her. Had she done enough to try to help him? "Is there anything more to be done or is it too late?" she asked herself more than one.

"It's like having another kid," Fred stated, not trying to be mean, but stating a fact.

"I know, but by the same token I know for a fact that he'd give his life for me if it came right down to it," she said with confidence.

"And you'd do the same for him. I know that and I pray every day that it doesn't come to that, Faith," Fred said.

Faith leaned into Fred closer. "I have to find a way to help him, Fred. I won't be able to forgive myself if something terrible happens and I have a feeling that something's about to," she said.

"Well, you're not going to solve it now. Come to bed and we'll think about everything again in the morning - when we're fresh," Fred said, getting up and holding a hand out to help her.

She let out a big sigh and took his hand, letting him pull her to her feet. "I'll try. But, if I'm keeping you awake, I'm coming back out here. One of us has to have a level head around here," she said as they both walked toward the bedroom.