"Hey," he said as he leaned against his car and watched his wife walk toward him from the firehouse. He noticed the way she was walking. She was either tired or something was bothering her - or both. He remembered the terror that went through him as he got the call about the accident while he was in the locker room. He hadn't been able to find out if she was all right until he'd seen her at the scene treating people. He saw that she was in charge of organizing the care of the patients, but he couldn't help but look at her carefully to make sure that she was unscathed. Once assured of that, he went about the business of doing his own job.

"Hey yourself," she answered him. "What're you looking at?"

"You. We gotta come up with a signal or somethin'," he said with a half smile.

"A signal?" she repeated with a puzzled look on her face. She reached him and immediately they embraced each other. She felt the strength of his embrace, something she missed very much over the last few weeks with all that had gone on between them.

"Yeah. So when I get sent to an incident involving a medic I know that it's not you - that you're okay," he said as they released each other and she took a step back.

"Oh, that. I would've found a way to tell you if it was me. Besides, now you know how I feel whenever we get a call for an officer down," she told him. "Ready to go home?" she asked him, stifling a yawn.

"Yup," he answered standing up and pulling his keys from his jeans pocket. Kim watched him walk around the front of the car toward the driver's side.

"What?" he asked, noticing her stare.

"You look hot, Boscorelli," she said, looking him up and down.

Bosco chuckled. "Get in the car Boscorelli. I'll take you home and show you I'm more than just looks."

"I'm gonna hold you to that," she said, laughing as she got in the car.

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They lay next to each other, Kim curled up with her head resting on his chest. She felt the beat of his heart and the rise and fall of his chest as he fell asleep, playing with her hair as he did so.

"Rossi quit today," she told him as she remembered the events of the day.

"Mmm?" Bosco answered, coming awake again.

"You know, the new guy?" she told him.

"Yeah, the one that Doc had it out with today at the accident. What the hell was that all about? I remember when nothing could distract Doc when he was taking care of a patient. The day of the bank robbery when Faith and Emily were in that bank. There was shooting all around and he stayed right there taking care of Dave from Anti-Crime when he got shot in the leg. He actually stepped over top of that little girl today to get to Rossi," Bosco told her, still shocked at what he saw. "I had to hold him back."

"I know. He's not right, Bos. Rossi said that he came to his house after Alex got killed. Accused him of being at fault - that if he'd been to work when he should've it would have been him on that car instead of Alex," Kim said.

"Rossi's fault? I thought downtown sent him to the wrong house?" Bosco questioned.

"They did. Doc's really losing it I think," she said. "Rossi contacted the Union. Says he's gonna file charges against Doc."

"Well, all you can do is be there for him, Kim. You can't help him if he doesn't want any help," he advised her as his fingers started playing with her hair again.

"I know," she said and they were both quiet for a few minutes.

After a moment, Kim said, " Things looked kinda busy over at your House during the night," she noted and felt him tense.

"Yeah. Public Morals raided a prostitution operation. It was in our Precinct, so they processed them at our House," he told her. "Turns out this operation was fronting as a men's clinic - sex therapists or somethin' like that - billing insurances and everything. There was a serial rapist going there and raping all the girls that worked there or something. Cruz and Monroe were working undercover and neither of them knew the other was running an undercover operation or knew about this rapist ahead of time.

"Wait. Cruz is back in Anti-Crime?" Kim asked, looking up at Bosco, amazed that after all that had happened she was being allowed back in the unit.

"No. She was just working on this thing. Lieu told her she had to work with Monroe and no one else. Turns out that this rapist got sent in to Cruz. Monroe was working the camera outside. This bastard raped her. Beat her up and raped her," he told her, the anger he felt when he found out building up again. "I found out when I was transporting this jag-off to Central Booking. He said she asked for it, told him that she liked it rough."

Kim knew how Bosco felt about any kind of attacks against women and didn't want to know what Bosco had done to his guy. "Oh my God. Is she okay?" she asked him. She didn't like Cruz for all that she'd done to him and to Faith, but she'd never wish anything like that on anyone.

"Says she is. She sure seemed different though. Like she didn't have that cockiness to her. Vulnerable. Broken," he said, remembering the look on her face as she walked away from him at the end of the night when he'd asked her if she was okay.

"Sasha's helping her right? She'll be okay as long as she gets help to deal with it," Kim assured him.

"Yeah," he said and they both quieted again for a moment.

"Man, what a night," they both said together.