Title: Deep Down

Chapter: Seven?

Author: Kelly

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: See First Chapter.

"Coffee?" Bosco murmured and turned his head the other way from the voice, burying his head further into his crossed arms on the cramped desk. "Coffee?" This time an arm nudging him. He finally came to his senses and his head shot up, alert and ready for anything. "What's happening?"

Davis stood back and placed a Styrofoam cup down on the desk, "I asked if you wanted some coffee." Bosco looked at the offering then back up to him, unfolding his arms and reaching out for it.

"What time is?"

Sully consulted his watch with a quick flick of his wrist, "Just gone 7." The cup had barely touched his lips and he slammed it back down, "What? I can't believe I've been asleep that long." Davis and Sully gave each other a knowing look, the man before them didn't even look as if he had got enough sleep. Sully took a breath, "We heard about Faith."

It took a moment before Bosco would return their gaze, instead preferring to look at the table and more precisely the cup of coffee. "Any news?" Davis pressed. Still looking down, Bosco shook his head and finally looked up to them.

"They would've woke me." He paused a moment then rethought the phrase. "They would've woke me or else."

"Pretty much gathered that," Sully said with a wry smile. "There's a briefing at 0715. We're gonna find the guys who did this, Bosco." For some reason, that did not inspire much optimism in him. His dreams hadn't been pleasant; they had been haunted. He'd let his partner down and now she was missing. If only he had pressed her for information, tried to get her to confide in him. Faith would've have just stormed off in the manner she did.

Instead of voicing his opinions, Bosco went for a simple. "Yeah."

Davis and Sully left Bosco to it. "Looks like hell," Davis commented.

"Who wouldn't be, Andrews said he'd been here since about 2am or something. When they received the call about Faith," Sully said it quietly. There had been speculation since they arrived about what had gone down and who had done it. He didn't want to think like that.

"I mean buried alive," Davis said a little too loudly for Sully's liking. "What sort of person does that?"

"That's what we're gonna find out," Sully answered as he sipped the last of his coffee and dumped the cup in a nearby trash can. "They had some balls, abducting a cop from right outside."

"And knowing Faith," Davis added. "It weren't an easy fight."

"Excuse me." Both Sully and Davis turned round; a guy in UPS uniform stood before them, a package and clipboard in hand. "Yeah?"

"I'm looking for a," the man looked down the clipboard and consulted a list of names and addresses. "Maurice Boscorelli, I have a package that was to be delivered to the 55th precinct." It seemed odd to the experienced cop, personal packages being delivered here of all places? "Just one moment," Sully said eyeing the man suspiciously and giving Davis a silent indication to keep on eye on him. To which, Davis gave a slight and firm nod.

"Bosco," Sully said expecting him to be right where he left him and was offered no disappointment. "There's a package for you." Bosco gave him a confused look that clearly asked 'what the hell are you on about?' but he got out his seat none the less and followed him out.

"Mr Boscorelli?" he asked as Sully and Bosco walked back over to them.

"Yeah," Bosco said calmly.

"Can you sign for this?" the man said handing over the package and clipboard. Bosco took it off him, scanning the list of names before taking the pen and quickly signing it. The man went on his way without another word. Bosco eyed the package and went to rip it open. Sully put a hand on him, "Is that a good idea?"

"It's addressed to me isn't it," Bosco snapped, carrying on. He peered inside and frowned, then turned it upside down onto the desk.

"Get that man back," Bosco shouted without taking his eyes off the black VHS tape that had fallen out.