Disclaimer: I don't own any third watch characters, I own Madison Rebecca and Monroe's unborn baby
Chapter 11: Getting ready
This is 3 months later, Monroe is 5 months pregnant, it's been almost a year since Bosco and Cruz started formally seeing each other.
Bosco stared silently out the window of the RMP. "What is the matter with you
today Boz?" Faith asked "You haven't said a thing to me all day!" Bosco smiled
ashamedly and said "Sorry, I was just thinking about me and Cruz" Faith nodded "How's
it going with you guys?" "Good, actually if I tell you something will you keep it a
secret?" Faith nodded solemnly "Ok, I'm thinking of proposing to her soon" Faith sat up
"Are you serious? Wow, Bos that's awesome!" Bosco blushed slightly "I'm just trying to
think of the perfect spot to do it" "Well good, make it really special for her, something
she'll always remember" Bosco nodded thoughtfully and turned back to driving
Cruz walked up to the desk "Hey Sasha, how you feeling?" Monroe looked up,
tiredly "Not too bad, at least I don't wake up hugging the toilet anymore" Cruz laughed,
she had walked in on Monroe quite a bit in the change room, puking her guts up. "That's
good, now the rest of us don't have to listen to you every morning right after breakfast,
how's the baby?" Monroe beamed "Perfect! It's doing so great, we've started to buy new
baby things, oh Cruz, we're so excited!" Cruz smiled "And with good reason, Sasha, I'm
so happy for you" Monroe smiled again and rubbed her hand across her rounded
stomach. Cruz grabbed the files she was looking for and went back up to the room she
and Santiago shared "Hey, Chica, how you and Bosco doin'?" "Good Manny, real good"
Cruz smiled to herself and sat down behind the desk.
"Yes that's right 6 dozen white roses and 6 dozen red roses, a chocolate cake,
stringing lights and a satin tablecloth. Ok, thanks so much!" Bosco hung up quickly as
Cruz walked into the room "What's going on Boz?" Bosco smiled "Oh, nothing really,
you'll find out soon enough." He gently fingered the velvety box in his pocket, yes
tomorrow was soon enough
