Title: Behind Bars 3/6
Author: Mandi
Characters: Faith, Cruz, Davis, and Sully
Summary: Davis and Sully pay a visit to Faith and Cruz in prison and end up discussing Bosco's condition.
Disclaimer: They are not mine
Authors Note: Can't have a Third Watch fic w/out a some Bosco thrown in the mix. hehe.
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A week insolation came and went a little too quickly for Cruz's liking. But when she and Faith were finally reunited with the rest of the inmates, things didn't seem as bad as she expected them to be. They came to find out that Betty was thrown into isolation as well, but she'd be there for another three weeks and by that time, hopefully, Faith and Cruz would be out of prison and standing trial together. Together, seemed to be the exact word to describe this new common foundation Faith and Cruz found. Under these unusual circumstances, they really had no choice but to stick together as a team, as a unit, as partners in crime.
The week after being in isolation, numerous visitors came to see Cruz and Faith. Both agreed they wouldn't meet with anyone unless they were together during the visitation. They had each other to trust in prison, whether or not they hated having to depend on one another, they both knew it was crucial for their survival. Faith spoke to Sully one late afternoon and he informed her that he'd be visiting soon. Though, he wanted to only speak with Faith but Faith assured him that whatever he had to say, he could say in front of Cruz. Faith knew that Sully was probably stunned by her declaration that her and Cruz were now 'buddies' but it didn't mask the joy she heard in his voice knowing that she was alive and well, given the current situation. Over the years they've known each other, Sully and Faith had become great friends, and Faith was grateful for his wanting to visit.
Sully showed up just a little pass noon the next day, one and a half weeks since Faith and Cruz had been in prison. Given that they both worked law enforcement, the prison warden granted Faith and Cruz a secluded monitored room to meet with Sully. It was not a surprise that Davis showed up with his former partner and best friend. The four of them sat down at a table in the small room. Faith and Cruz sitting opposite Davis and Sully while a guard stood at the door just in case the rowdy inmates started acting up again.
"Hey—," Sully motioned for the guard's attention. "How about we lose the cuffs? We're NYPD, we can handle them," he said pulling out his badge to show the guard. After a few moments, looking back and forth between Sully and Davis, the guard nodded his agreement and removed the cuffs from Faith and Cruz.
"Can we speak to them alone?" Davis asked, nodding his head at the guard. Again, the guard looked suspiciously at the former 55-Charlie duo, nodded again, then left the room.
"Thanks for coming guys." Faith said, smiling at Sully then Davis.
"First things first." Sully said, smiling back at her and standing from his chair. He walked to Faith's side of the table and practically lifted her off the chair and into his arms. Faith let out a laugh, wrapping her arms around Sully and patting him on the back in a friendly manner, "it's good to see you, Faith."
"You too, Sul." Faith smiled. Davis, following Sully's lead, also stood up and embraced his friend. He even slipped in a kiss on her cheek. "Thanks, Davis." The three of them, all joined in a good laugh and smiled at one another. Soon things grew rather uncomfortable when they all turned to look at Cruz who sat awkwardly, watching the three friends exchange greetings. Sully coughed, clearing his throat, as he leaned past Faith and stuck out his hand to Cruz.
"Good to see you too, Sarge." He greeted, putting on a friendly smile and nodding his head at her. Cruz gratefully took his hand and firmly shook it. She did the same to Davis before they all finally settled down on the table.
"How is he, Sully?" Faith was the first to break the ice, her eyes on the veteran cop in front of her, her forehead slightly creased with worry. Sully laced his fingers together on top of the table, meeting Faith's concerned gaze.
"He woke up yesterday," Sully said, a smile spreading across his features because of the complete and utter happiness now written across Faith's face.
"He did?" Faith covered her mouth with her hand and blinked back tears of joy. She couldn't believe the news he just gave her. Such wonderful news, she sniffed and quickly wiped a tear that fell from her eye. "Is it—is he gonna be okay?"
"He's alive—and he asked for you." Davis informed her, a smile on the younger man's face as well. Faith's eyes widened as she moved to look at Davis.
"He asked?—he talked?" Faith was astonished, she shook her head as she continued, "but the doctor told me, he wouldn't—he wouldn't be able to talk or—."
"Doctors make mistakes, Faith. It's human."
"Oh, my God." Faith smiled, covering her face with both hands and breaking down. To Sully and Davis's surprise, Cruz instantly leans toward Faith and wraps her arm around Faith's back, trying to soothe the broken but happy woman. Cruz noticed their stunned expressions and smiled back at them.
"Things changed," Cruz told them.
Davis nodded, "apparently. So you two friends now?"
"You could say that." Cruz said before turning her attention back to Faith, "Yokas, hey, it's okay. He's awake—he's gonna get better."
Faith nodded, wanting so desperately to believe Cruz's words. After a brief moment, Faith dried her eyes and looked back at Davis, "he asked for me? What did you guys tell him? Did you tell him what happened? Did you tell him I'm here?"
Sully shook his head, "no—he's been in and out of it since he woke because of the medication so we haven't really gotten to explain anything yet. But when he finally does fully comprehend what's going on, we're gonna have to tell him something, Faith. He's gonna be worried about you—he's gonna wonder where you are, if you're okay."
"I know—but," Faith looked down at her hands, "he's gonna find out sooner or later what I did. What I did because I thought I lost him, I don't want him thinking any less of me."
"That'll never happen—Bosco thinks the world of you, Faith. Trust me." Davis offers his comfort and Faith smiles back at him. There was a short silence where the four of them just looked down at their hands. No one really wanted to discuss Bosco and Faith's feelings for one another. It became quite apparent how much Bosco cared about her after taking those bullets for her and how strongly she returned those feelings when she shot and killed Donald Mann. It was a topic only Bosco and Faith should discuss when the time came, but that would have to wait, there were more pressing issues at hand.
Sully leaned forward, and on instinct the other three moved in as well, "there are only four people who know what really happened on that roof top, and they're here in this room. No one else is gonna know the truth Faith unless you want them too."
"Thanks, Sully. I just—I want to be the one to tell him. If he asks, I want to be the one to tell him the truth." Faith uttered, looking around the table at the three agreeing faces.
"How you two holding up in here?" Davis questioned, giving them both a semi-sympathetic look.
Faith shot Cruz the evil eye, "well, Cruz here had to get her panties in a bunch and get us thrown in isolation for a week."
"Isolation? How'd that happen?" Sully looked to Faith for an answer.
"Trust me, Sul. You don't wanna know." She assured him as she ran her fingers threw her hair. "Besides, I think it did more good than harm."
"Hey—it got us out of the line of fire," Cruz countered, making her case, "we were good as dead if we didn't give those sonofabitches time to cool off—plus, the warden's cool with us. He owes me a few favors from before, he's looking out for us in here."
"Cruz can be quite persuasive." Faith added.
"You know it," Cruz shot back looking at Faith. Faith in turn just threw her a smirk.
Davis suddenly laughed looking from Faith to Cruz, "wow, this is a page out of a crazy dream or something. I can't believe you guys are actually getting along."
"Desperate situations call for desperate measures." Faith offered her explanation, though short, it was exactly to the point.
"Differences aside, guys, me and Yokas are stuck in here together. Let's just keep this to ourselves, I don't want the guys at the House thinkin' I've gone soft." Cruz winked at them and both Sully and Davis smiled back. They were starting to like this new and improved Maritza Cruz, even if nearly two years ago she nearly killed one of their dearest friends. If Faith found it in her heart to forgive Cruz then Sully and Davis would too.
The door to the room opened and the guard popped his head in, "time's up." He informed them. Sully and Davis nodded and got up from the table. Faith and Cruz followed them to the door.
"You take care of yourself, Faith, you hear me?" Sully said, once again wrapping his arms around her. "I'll let you know if anything improves." He kissed the top of her head and pulled away, letting Davis a chance to hug Faith. The two officers said their good-byes to Cruz as well before leaving the room. Cruz couldn't help but envy the evident affection and adoration coming from Sully and Davis when they looked at Faith. Unlike Faith, Cruz never really did have friends, she never allowed herself any because to her friends were weaknesses. But now, seeing the strength a friendship could bring, Cruz realized what she had been missing out on for so long. If Faith would give her a chance, Cruz wanted a chance at friendship not just a tolerance because of what they were going through.
"Look—I'll admit, the little rumble the other week—it was fun." Faith confessed as the guard walked them down the hall back to the prison cells.
"Really?" Cruz looked at her with a wicked smile on her lips, "cause I was wonderin' how you feel about food fights?"
Faith could do nothing but smile back.