Bosco frowned as he got out of his car. He saw a motorcycle riding away
and he recognized the guy on the bike.
It was Jimmy.
He scowled and made his way inside. Kim's things were on the table and he could hear her in the boys' room. She came out and smiled when she saw him.
"Hey. I thought you were gonna take a while."
"Who said that?"
"Sasha. I went in to see where you were and she said you were doing some report and that it was going to take a while."
"Is that why you got a ride from Jimmy?"
"Yeah, he saw me coming out of the station and asked where you were. When I said I was gonna take the train he offered me a ride," Kim said as she went into their room.
Bosco followed, "Thought you didn't like motorcycles. You're always telling the kids how dangerous they are."
"They can be but Jimmy wasn't hotdogging or anything. It was just a ride home."
"Really?"
"Yes, really. I mean, c'mon, you honestly think Jimmy would do anything to put me in danger knowing I've got three kids at home? Not to mention a husband who happens to be a cop."
"Right," Bosco nodded, as he took off his shirt. He looked up when he felt Kim's stare. "What?"
"Why do I suddenly get the feeling you weren't talking about my safety?"
"What else would I be talking about?"
"You tell me."
"I- you've been talking to him a lot."
"We work together."
"Kim, I'm not blind."
"I know that."
"So why do you think I don't see that the minute I walk into a room that has you and Jimmy in it you both clam up? And don't tell me I'm wrong because we both know I'm not. What is so private that you can't let me know what you're talking about?"
Kim didn't answer him. Instead she kept her gaze trained on the floor.
"Are you talking to him about me?"
Kim looked up. "At least he talks back."
"What the hell does that mean?"
"It means that lately talking to you is like talking to a brick wall and I get so sick of it. At least when I talk to Jimmy, he answers me in actual words instead of grunting at me."
"That's not fair."
"No, what's not fair is that I seem to be the only one lately who gives a damn about whether or not you get yourself killed and you don't seem to notice," Kim said with tears in her eyes. "I don't know what you want anymore Bosco. And what kills me is that the only time you ever get like this is when you feel guilty about something. I just wish you'd tell me what it was."
"It's nothing," Bosco said.
"Fine. I'm going to sleep," Kim said as she got into bed and faced away from him.
Bosco didn't say anything, he just sat on his side of the bed and looked at the wall.
HR
She needed her head examined. That was all there was too it. She needed an MRI and a CAT Scan. They'd find out there was some defect and she'd have it repaired. Then she would never let Jimmy Doherty, her two-timing ex- husband, kiss her again.
Kim winced at the memory as she paced the floor of the firehouse. She had let him kiss her. Not only that she had enjoyed it.
What was wrong with her?
She- Then Kim stopped her thought and sighed.
She really wished Alex were there.
Alex would have helped her make sense of the confusion in her head. She always had.
Kim smiled a little. Now that she thought about it so had Bobby. She wondered what her friends would say. She didn't have to think hard to hear Bobby's advice.
I Run Kim. Run far, run fast. Just run. Stay as far away from Jimmy as possible. I know you better then you like to think. If you continue to hang around him, you're just gonna end up sleeping with him and that will wreck your marriage. /I
Alex was a little harder. The blonde had always believed in honesty but she was never one to deliberately hurt someone else which explained why she'd never told Joe or Brooke about Linda and Jimmy.
Kim just sighed and rubbed at her temples. She was going to drive herself crazy if she kept thinking about this. Better just to not think. Better to just forget the whole thing ever happened.
And if that didn't work, she'd get a lobotomy.
It was Jimmy.
He scowled and made his way inside. Kim's things were on the table and he could hear her in the boys' room. She came out and smiled when she saw him.
"Hey. I thought you were gonna take a while."
"Who said that?"
"Sasha. I went in to see where you were and she said you were doing some report and that it was going to take a while."
"Is that why you got a ride from Jimmy?"
"Yeah, he saw me coming out of the station and asked where you were. When I said I was gonna take the train he offered me a ride," Kim said as she went into their room.
Bosco followed, "Thought you didn't like motorcycles. You're always telling the kids how dangerous they are."
"They can be but Jimmy wasn't hotdogging or anything. It was just a ride home."
"Really?"
"Yes, really. I mean, c'mon, you honestly think Jimmy would do anything to put me in danger knowing I've got three kids at home? Not to mention a husband who happens to be a cop."
"Right," Bosco nodded, as he took off his shirt. He looked up when he felt Kim's stare. "What?"
"Why do I suddenly get the feeling you weren't talking about my safety?"
"What else would I be talking about?"
"You tell me."
"I- you've been talking to him a lot."
"We work together."
"Kim, I'm not blind."
"I know that."
"So why do you think I don't see that the minute I walk into a room that has you and Jimmy in it you both clam up? And don't tell me I'm wrong because we both know I'm not. What is so private that you can't let me know what you're talking about?"
Kim didn't answer him. Instead she kept her gaze trained on the floor.
"Are you talking to him about me?"
Kim looked up. "At least he talks back."
"What the hell does that mean?"
"It means that lately talking to you is like talking to a brick wall and I get so sick of it. At least when I talk to Jimmy, he answers me in actual words instead of grunting at me."
"That's not fair."
"No, what's not fair is that I seem to be the only one lately who gives a damn about whether or not you get yourself killed and you don't seem to notice," Kim said with tears in her eyes. "I don't know what you want anymore Bosco. And what kills me is that the only time you ever get like this is when you feel guilty about something. I just wish you'd tell me what it was."
"It's nothing," Bosco said.
"Fine. I'm going to sleep," Kim said as she got into bed and faced away from him.
Bosco didn't say anything, he just sat on his side of the bed and looked at the wall.
HR
She needed her head examined. That was all there was too it. She needed an MRI and a CAT Scan. They'd find out there was some defect and she'd have it repaired. Then she would never let Jimmy Doherty, her two-timing ex- husband, kiss her again.
Kim winced at the memory as she paced the floor of the firehouse. She had let him kiss her. Not only that she had enjoyed it.
What was wrong with her?
She- Then Kim stopped her thought and sighed.
She really wished Alex were there.
Alex would have helped her make sense of the confusion in her head. She always had.
Kim smiled a little. Now that she thought about it so had Bobby. She wondered what her friends would say. She didn't have to think hard to hear Bobby's advice.
I Run Kim. Run far, run fast. Just run. Stay as far away from Jimmy as possible. I know you better then you like to think. If you continue to hang around him, you're just gonna end up sleeping with him and that will wreck your marriage. /I
Alex was a little harder. The blonde had always believed in honesty but she was never one to deliberately hurt someone else which explained why she'd never told Joe or Brooke about Linda and Jimmy.
Kim just sighed and rubbed at her temples. She was going to drive herself crazy if she kept thinking about this. Better just to not think. Better to just forget the whole thing ever happened.
And if that didn't work, she'd get a lobotomy.
