Bosco had just gotten home from the Precinct after being checked over in
the ER for the wound to his head from the explosion. After being checked
out, he had to the station to answer some questions and fill out a report.
"How're you doing?" Kim asked as Bosco finally came home after the explosion at the park. After he got checked out at the hospital, he had to head over to the House to make a report and do some paperwork.
"I'm okay. A little bit of a headache," he said, flopping down onto the couch. Kim reached over and gently patted a corner of the tape on the bandage that had come loose from his head. He flinched as she brushed against the edge of the cut.
"Sorry. That was pretty bizarre," she noted.
Bosco gave a half-laugh and nodded. "Very."
"How's Sully?" Kim asked him.
"Okay. Still a little hard of hearing," Bosco said, laughing.
"What's so funny?" Kim asked, laughing along with him.
"He got himself assigned to that Judge as protection," he told her, still laughing.
"What? Why?" Kim asked, still smiling, but confused.
"I guess FD decided that it was a car bomb, not just an accident," he said, getting up to get a glass of water and some ibuprofen.
"Really? I hadn't heard that," Kim said, following him out.
"Hmm. I figured you'd be one of the first to know," he said, not saying it but thinking that Jimmy probably had told her about it back at the house. After all, they were so close and all.
Kim let the comment go, although the meaning wasn't lost on her. "Sorry I couldn't hang around the hospital after we brought you and Sully in, but we had to get back to the scene," Kim said.
"Yup. I know," he said, pushing himself away from the counter he was leaning against. "I'm gonna grab a shower," he said, heading down the hall.
Kim noticed the somewhat cool tone of his voice.
"Apparently, we're not over this whole Jimmy thing," she thought to herself as she watched him stop and check in the kids' rooms before heading into the bathroom.
Kim picked up the last of the toys that the kids had left around the living room and headed off to bed after locking the door. She left a light on in case Bosco wasn't ready to sleep yet.
After checking the lock and turning off the light that Kim had left on for him, he walked down the hallway, checking in on the kids on his way by.
Joey and Johnny were sound asleep and Amanda was asleep as well, clinging to the doll she'd brought with her from Social Services. She hadn't used that since she came to live with them. Then he thought back to other night at the restaurant when she'd gotten so upset and they'd had to leave.
He stood in the doorway, just watching Amanda sleep, thinking about the conversations he'd had with Kim lately and wondering what to do about it. He knew she was right about him keeping things to himself and she was right. But, he couldn't help it. He'd gotten himself into this mess and it was bad enough that Faith had gotten caught up in it and was now in a wheelchair - he didn't want to get anyone else hurt or worse.
He sighed and walked down the hallway and into the bedroom. He looked at Kim, and could see by the moonlight that she was asleep, but with a frown on her face. He undressed and climbed into bed next to her and she stirred slightly.
"You sure you're okay?" Kim whispered to him, taking in the scent of his clean body and shampooed hair.
"Yeah. I thought you were asleep," he said, turning to face her.
Kim put a hand on the side of his face. "Are we okay?" she asked, a slight catch to her voice.
"I always thought we were," he answered. "You're the one that thinks I have some kind of a problem," he added, the coldness to his voice again. He turned away again and, given the events of the day - the exploding car at the park and the whole aftermath of that, and the shock of seeing Faith back in the hospital again without being able to get any information - he was asleep almost immediately.
Kim heard his breathing change to the slow, deep breathing she recognized of him being asleep.
"I love you, Bos," she said quietly, a tear escaping her eye. She lay there a little while longer, finally falling asleep herself. But, it wasn't a peaceful sleep. Her thoughts were filled with restlessness and the nagging feeling of what was going on with Doc.
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The urgent shaking awakened Bosco that Kim was doing as she grabbed his shoulder. He sat up thinking something was wrong. "What? What's wrong?" he said, grabbing for his jeans that he'd thrown on the chair.
"I'm worried about Doc," Kim said simply, a concerned look on her face. Bosco attempted to make his mind clear from the sleep.
"What?" he said.
"Doc. I'm worried about Doc," Kim repeated, looking at him as if he was dense.
"You woke me up because you're worried about Doc?!" he asked, still not quite understanding. "I thought the house was on fire or something, Kim," he said, lying back on the pillow and breathing again.
"Sorry," she said lying back next to him, her head resting on his arm as it was folded behind his head and under the pillow. "He's acting really weird lately," she said and then went on to explain his bizarre behavior while she was reorganizing the ambulance.
"Well, you offered to listen if he wanted to talk, right?" Bosco said sleepily.
"Uh huh," she said. "But, I think Alex's and Lieu's deaths really hit him a lot harder than he's admitting," she told him. "Remember what a mess I was when Bobby got killed?"
"Well, you'll just have to keep offering. Unless you think it's going to interfere with him doing his job or that he's really messed up, then you have to tell someone," Bosco reasoned.
"Offering doesn't mean someone will take you up on it," Kim said, and Bosco knew she meant it as a dig to him keeping everything inside. He let out a heavy sight and turned onto his side.
"Bos," she said, knowing that it was falling on deaf ears as she kicked herself for not asking him if he was all right, but knowing that he was because she and Carlos had transported him and Sully to the hospital.
"Bos," she said again, getting no response.
"How're you doing?" Kim asked as Bosco finally came home after the explosion at the park. After he got checked out at the hospital, he had to head over to the House to make a report and do some paperwork.
"I'm okay. A little bit of a headache," he said, flopping down onto the couch. Kim reached over and gently patted a corner of the tape on the bandage that had come loose from his head. He flinched as she brushed against the edge of the cut.
"Sorry. That was pretty bizarre," she noted.
Bosco gave a half-laugh and nodded. "Very."
"How's Sully?" Kim asked him.
"Okay. Still a little hard of hearing," Bosco said, laughing.
"What's so funny?" Kim asked, laughing along with him.
"He got himself assigned to that Judge as protection," he told her, still laughing.
"What? Why?" Kim asked, still smiling, but confused.
"I guess FD decided that it was a car bomb, not just an accident," he said, getting up to get a glass of water and some ibuprofen.
"Really? I hadn't heard that," Kim said, following him out.
"Hmm. I figured you'd be one of the first to know," he said, not saying it but thinking that Jimmy probably had told her about it back at the house. After all, they were so close and all.
Kim let the comment go, although the meaning wasn't lost on her. "Sorry I couldn't hang around the hospital after we brought you and Sully in, but we had to get back to the scene," Kim said.
"Yup. I know," he said, pushing himself away from the counter he was leaning against. "I'm gonna grab a shower," he said, heading down the hall.
Kim noticed the somewhat cool tone of his voice.
"Apparently, we're not over this whole Jimmy thing," she thought to herself as she watched him stop and check in the kids' rooms before heading into the bathroom.
Kim picked up the last of the toys that the kids had left around the living room and headed off to bed after locking the door. She left a light on in case Bosco wasn't ready to sleep yet.
After checking the lock and turning off the light that Kim had left on for him, he walked down the hallway, checking in on the kids on his way by.
Joey and Johnny were sound asleep and Amanda was asleep as well, clinging to the doll she'd brought with her from Social Services. She hadn't used that since she came to live with them. Then he thought back to other night at the restaurant when she'd gotten so upset and they'd had to leave.
He stood in the doorway, just watching Amanda sleep, thinking about the conversations he'd had with Kim lately and wondering what to do about it. He knew she was right about him keeping things to himself and she was right. But, he couldn't help it. He'd gotten himself into this mess and it was bad enough that Faith had gotten caught up in it and was now in a wheelchair - he didn't want to get anyone else hurt or worse.
He sighed and walked down the hallway and into the bedroom. He looked at Kim, and could see by the moonlight that she was asleep, but with a frown on her face. He undressed and climbed into bed next to her and she stirred slightly.
"You sure you're okay?" Kim whispered to him, taking in the scent of his clean body and shampooed hair.
"Yeah. I thought you were asleep," he said, turning to face her.
Kim put a hand on the side of his face. "Are we okay?" she asked, a slight catch to her voice.
"I always thought we were," he answered. "You're the one that thinks I have some kind of a problem," he added, the coldness to his voice again. He turned away again and, given the events of the day - the exploding car at the park and the whole aftermath of that, and the shock of seeing Faith back in the hospital again without being able to get any information - he was asleep almost immediately.
Kim heard his breathing change to the slow, deep breathing she recognized of him being asleep.
"I love you, Bos," she said quietly, a tear escaping her eye. She lay there a little while longer, finally falling asleep herself. But, it wasn't a peaceful sleep. Her thoughts were filled with restlessness and the nagging feeling of what was going on with Doc.
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The urgent shaking awakened Bosco that Kim was doing as she grabbed his shoulder. He sat up thinking something was wrong. "What? What's wrong?" he said, grabbing for his jeans that he'd thrown on the chair.
"I'm worried about Doc," Kim said simply, a concerned look on her face. Bosco attempted to make his mind clear from the sleep.
"What?" he said.
"Doc. I'm worried about Doc," Kim repeated, looking at him as if he was dense.
"You woke me up because you're worried about Doc?!" he asked, still not quite understanding. "I thought the house was on fire or something, Kim," he said, lying back on the pillow and breathing again.
"Sorry," she said lying back next to him, her head resting on his arm as it was folded behind his head and under the pillow. "He's acting really weird lately," she said and then went on to explain his bizarre behavior while she was reorganizing the ambulance.
"Well, you offered to listen if he wanted to talk, right?" Bosco said sleepily.
"Uh huh," she said. "But, I think Alex's and Lieu's deaths really hit him a lot harder than he's admitting," she told him. "Remember what a mess I was when Bobby got killed?"
"Well, you'll just have to keep offering. Unless you think it's going to interfere with him doing his job or that he's really messed up, then you have to tell someone," Bosco reasoned.
"Offering doesn't mean someone will take you up on it," Kim said, and Bosco knew she meant it as a dig to him keeping everything inside. He let out a heavy sight and turned onto his side.
"Bos," she said, knowing that it was falling on deaf ears as she kicked herself for not asking him if he was all right, but knowing that he was because she and Carlos had transported him and Sully to the hospital.
"Bos," she said again, getting no response.
