A/n: My muse was in full force with this chapter. I just got home from New York and well, I got so many ideas while I was there that I could not wait to start writing on this chapter! Hope you like it, half of it I wrote on the airplane! (lol)
On a side note, I also met Josh Stewart, Coby Bell, Skipp Sudduth and the guy that plays Jelly! (giggles) What an experience of a lifetime! Anyway, onto the story.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Still don't own them, though I'd –love- to!
Summary:As if Bosco's life couldn't get any worse after being shot, he's been forced to pair up with Finney, a rookie fresh out of the academy. Things get interesting as the days pass, will they be good for each other or will it be a complete mistake?
Special thanks: Cosmic Castaway! You rock thanks for all your help yet again! And also to NEW YORK CITY, cause man it sure did kick my muse into high gear!
Responses to reviewers can be found at the end of this chapter!
Deep Blue Chapter Nine: Barricades and Brick Walls
Finney knew that the job would be hard. His father had told him since the day that Finney announced that he wanted to be a cop that it's not all about the heroics and glory that TV and movies labeled it to be. 'About the only good thing my father taught me,' he thought. Deep down inside he knew that he should not have gone back to work so quickly, but then his pride came out and he had to go back.
After Bosco finished laying into Finney for not backing him up at the robbery all Finney wanted to do was blow the steam off somehow. Running never did seem to do things for him so he didn't even try it. He also thought about calling Grace but thought it'd be best to give her a break from his monstrous problems.
He leaned against his locker, then decided to go down and let it out on a punching bag, the second alternative for letting things out. He didn't acknowledge any of the other cops that were in there; he wasn't in the mood to socialize with anyone. He grabbed the nearest roll of tape and wrapped his knuckles up, preparing them for the extreme impact that he was about to send to the rubber surface of the Everlast punching bag.
Instead of pacing himself he went full force into his workout, sweat pouring immediately from his pours. He gritted his teeth, as he thought about all of the anger that had built up in his flooded mind.
He finally ended his workout with one last blow to the bag. He stood and stared at the floor as he attempted to catch his breath. His heart was beating out of his chest as he made his way to the showers to wash the grime off.
It had been a long day back and all he wanted was his bed, but he knew he wouldn't find himself there. He felt the sudden urge to go check on his mother. He didn't want to go and feel awkward, but he wanted to see her.
When he got to the house all of the lights were turned off, but he pulled his spare key out to go in. Maybe his ma was still up.
He walked up to her room and thankfully she was awake, watching some movie on the Lifetime channel. She didn't hear or see him come in since she was facing away from the door. He sat on the edge of the bed and put his hand on her shoulder, causing her to turn over abruptly.
"Brendan?"
He gave her a small smile and kissed her cheek. "Hey ma."
She sat up, wiping away some smears of black mascara that caked underneath her eyes. "What are you doing here?"
He grabbed the remote for her TV off of the nightstand and put it on mute. Turning back to her he replied, "I just felt like I should come and see you."
"Everything going okay?" His mother leaned on her elbow, trying to read her eldest son's body language, but Brendan was harder to read than a book in an unknown foreign language.
"I should be asking you that question."
She rolled over on her back, staring up at the ceiling. "I'm doing okay. Nights tend to get long but of course they will be."
Finney averted his eyes to a bottle of whiskey next to the lamp on her nightstand. "Whiskey's not gonna solve it either." He was a bit relieved when he noticed not much was gone out of it.
"I drank a little bit and decided to put it away."
"Why isn't it put away then?" Finney retorted with an arch of his eyebrow.
His mother had no real reason why it hadn't been put up so she shrugged her shoulders. "Don't worry Brendan. I'll be okay."
He chewed on the inside of his cheek, not sure what to say next so he nodded, "Yeah," though he definitely knew there was something deeper to this.
He got to work the next day at 2:45, hoping maybe Bosco was running late or already done getting ready. It wasn't the fact that he was scared to see Bosco, he just didn't want to deal with anything like that. He took in a deep breath as he entered the locker room. Bosco was there, as well as Sully and Davis.
"Hey Finney." Ty replied as he finished buttoning up his shirt. He could tell something was wrong. "Everything alright?"
Finney didn't say anything as he opened his locker, grabbing his shirt.
Bosco couldn't believe his eyes. Finney had came back after freezing yesterday. "What the hell are you doing back?" Bosco approached him, his anger flaring. "Do you not realize that you put us in danger yesterday?"
Finney looked at him through the corner of his eye, still not acknowledging any of them.
"Hey man, I'm talking to you!" Bosco got right up next to him. "Do you not realize that it's too soon?" He wasn't sure why he was blowing up at Finney but seeing him back just tore at him. "I guess he's to stupid to listen." Bosco turned around to go back to his own locker when he felt a hand grab his shoulder, jerking him around quickly.
Finney couldn't even control his own body as he laid into Bosco, sending a hard right hook to Bosco's face. All he could see at the present time was red, and Bosco was the nearest guy to take it out on. He sent another blow to Bosco's face as they both tumbled to the ground. Finney shifted his weight as they slid across the slick surface. Bosco managed to gain ground and stick his knee in Finney's groin, sending a sharp pain through his body.
Finney tried to send another punch when Sully was able to grab hold of him and pull him off of Bosco. Finney tried to break free of Sully's grip but the much bigger cop held him like nothing. "Settle down Finney!"
Bosco got up, wiping a small trickle of blood from his lip. He stared right at Finney. "You better be glad they pulled you off or your ass would be dead." Before he could say anything else Swersky barged in, hearing the commotion all the way from the roll call room.
"What the HELL is going on here?" His voice beamed throughout the room.
Finney didn't say anything as he stared down at the floor. Sully broke the silence. "Just a small spat Lieu, everything is fine now."
Swersky looked from both Bosco to Finney. "You two better cut that shit out. You are partners, now start acting like partners before you both get yourselves killed! Don't be late for roll call!" He left with the slam of the door, leaving all of them in complete silence.
Bosco wanted more than anything to just turn and deck the kid but held it back. He wasn't worth having to pull desk duty.
The day started off slowly, neither one of them even attempted to start a conversation with one another. Finney liked it that way, at least with the silence going on he wasn't getting his ass reamed about anything he did. He didn't even mind that they hadn't run any calls yet, and they were already an hour into their shift.
"You getting hungry?" Bosco tried to make the question sound like he wasn't trying to be nice, just asking a question because he was getting ready to eat.
Finney nodded his head, but still did not make any type of sound. He contemplated on whether or not he should apologize to Bosco for attacking him, but he actually deep inside wasn't sorry about it. He was happy he did it, there were no regrets.
"Where do you want to eat?" Bosco asked, staring out at the sidewalk as they waited for the light to turn green.
Finney shifted his weight. "I don't care."
Bosco gave out a loud, exasperated sigh. "Okay, then we can go back to my house and eat shit out of the toilet if you don't care."
Finney turned and glared at him. "Fine, go to that burger joint on the corner of 6th and 57th for all I care." For some reason today Bosco's voice just seemed to nag at him, like his mother used to when she wanted him to do something. It was like nails on a chalkboard. He was half tempted to sit at a separate table from Bosco when they got there, but that'd be way too childish. He kept his eyes down on the menu, not wanting to make eye contact with Bosco at all.
"You ok?" Bosco couldn't help but notice how weird he was acting.
Finney didn't look up from the menu. "Just trying to decide what I want to eat." He too wasn't sure why he was so pissy today, he just knew he was tired of people "advising" him about staying home longer.
The waitress came and took their orders, and Bosco drank down about half of his Mountain Dew as they sat in silence. He noticed out of the corner of his eye that there were a few people staring at them, but he was used to that so he disregarded it for the time being.
Finney also noticed the stares, but he didn't let it go as easily. "Take a fucking picture." He replied as he glared at two of the girls that were turned in their seats. He was directing it at everyone though. "Can't even enjoy a damn meal."
Bosco cocked his head to the side. "Settle down Finney." He was quite amazed the words 'calm down' were coming out of his mouth.
Finney stood up, throwing his napkin down. "I'll be out in the car when you are done."
Before Finney even exited the restaurant a call came over the radio. "5-5 David, need you to respond to Battery Park, possible suicide attempt."
"Perfect," Bosco muttered as they made their way out to the RMP.
They pulled up to the side of the river where the younger girl was sitting on the bar, hanging her feet over the side, contemplating on if she should jump in or not. There was an amazing view of the Statue of Liberty in front of them, but no one was there to site see. Their concern was getting her down. Bosco hated jumpers more than any other call, but he was scared Finney would screw it up from the mood he was in.
They pushed through all the onlookers that formed, making them back up. "Get back! There's nothing to see here!" Finney yelled as he motioned everybody back. "This is like herding cattle!"
When they finally got them back as far as they needed they turned to the girl who's eyes were tear soaked and blood shot. "Don't talk to me." She spoke before they even said a word.
Bosco looked at Finney, hoping maybe he'd step in first, and thankfully he did. "What's your name?" That was the only question that came to Finney's head at the moment. She looked at him as if she was asking, 'You are kidding me right?' He picked up on that and spoke again. "I'm serious, what's your name?"
She wiped a tear from her cheek but quickly put her hand back down on the bar so she wouldn't lose her balance. "I'm Stacia." She looked away. "Why would you want to know my name?"
"Because, you look like an interesting person." Finney deep down was pissed at this girl for being so selfish but he was trying his hardest to hide that. He glanced at Bosco who was standing by, not even making an attempt to jump in. Finney hated him for that but for now he had it under control.
"That's crap." She replied as she looked down at the whitecaps forming on the water.
He leaned against the bar, looking her straight in the eye. The sun was now going down on the horizon, making the clouds an orange color. It was almost a perfect setup behind Lady Liberty; too peaceful to be in New York City it seemed. "Why would you want to jump? Look at that view in front of you." Finney looked away, rolling his eyes. That sounded extremely corny but whatever it took to get her down he'd do it.
"A view of something doesn't change your past." She kept her eyes on the water crashing up on the pier.
"Yeah, but you can control the future and make it better."
"No, I can't."
Both Bosco and Finney were growing really annoyed with her. Before they knew it she was leaning over the edge, and she let go. Before her body completely fell off of the pier they both grabbed her, pulling her over. They had to grip her tightly because her body was lashing out, hitting and kicking at anything that was in the way. Her hair flew in all directions as she tried to fight them off of her.
"I WANT TO DIE! LET ME GO NOW YOU FUCKERS!"
Finney felt her fingernail go into his eye, causing an instant sting. He had to close his eye, but he kept his grip on her as they wrestled her to the ground and Bosco finally got the cuffs on her. She lay motionless after that, her hair covering her face so no one could see her.
"Central, this is 55 David, we need a bus at this location for a patient transfer to Mercy." Bosco let go of his radio and looked at Finney, seeing the immediate redness in his eye. "You okay?"
Finney nodded, rubbing his hand over it. He stared down at the girl, wondering what the hell could be so wrong with her life for her to act that way. The ambulance arrived in no time, thus making them available again for anything else that would happen.
Finney kept his eyes on the ambulance until they were out of site. It was now completely dark outside as they drove through town. He glanced at the clock, it was 7:30. Finney tapped his fingers on the dashboard, growing impatient about things.
"Hey Finney, I think I understand why you are mad." Bosco looked back to change lanes, making sure he was clear of all the cars.
"You do?" Finney replied, a high pitch came out.
Bosco nodded. "Yeah." This was way out of character for him to sit and talk to someone like this but it needed to be said or he and Finney would go through the job hating each other, and for some reason Bosco was growing fond of Finney. The kid definitely had potential. "Back when I was partners with Yokas she nagged at me about everything, and it just sent me over the edge, and I just realized that I'm doing the same thing to you."
Finney just continued to stare at Bosco, unsure of what to say next. The day just became that much stranger.
"When I nag at you, it just means I'm looking out for you." Bosco then cut it off at that; he had opened up enough, too much for his taste.
Before Finney could say anything he spotted a drug dealer out of the corner of his eye, talking to a younger kid. They had somehow made it over to Central Park, and Finney kept his eyes on the situation. He saw the exchange. "Bosco slow down."
Bosco didn't ask any questions as he slowed down to 5 miles per hour and Finney hopped out, chasing after the bastard that had just dealt to a young kid. The dealer saw Finney coming at him, and dropped everything, taking off in a dead sprint.
"NYPD stop!" Finney yelled, feeling the cold air sting his lungs as he moved his legs as fast as he could. The dealer took him through Central Park. Bosco tried following on the small roads but there was so many people he was having a hard time. He tried staying on the outside streets around the perimeter of the park, keeping Finney in his sites.
Finney pushed through several people as he kept his eyes on the dealer. Luckily he was gaining good ground on the guy. "Move outta my way!" Finney yelled, as people didn't realize he was chasing someone.
The dealer would glance over his shoulder, seeing how far Finney was behind him. He noticed Finney was getting closer, and pushed his body harder. Finney decided to take a short cut, hoping the man would go in the direction he was. The dealer was surprised to no longer see Finney behind him. That's when Finney waited patiently, and the man ran out past him. He jumped off of the rock he had been waiting on, making him much higher off the ground, and onto the dealer's shoulders, bringing both of them down to the ground. They rolled a few times on the ground, and unfortunately the dealer was a tad bit stronger than he was, and broke free.
Finney quickly got up and the dealer led him into an alleyway. "Boz, we are on 42nd avenue, in the alley." Finney could not find Bosco anywhere so it was best to let him know where he was. Finney saw that the man ran into a building, and he quickly followed, pushing the big wooden door open.
He followed the dealer up the flight of stairs. He was so close that he could almost reach out and grab the man's feet, which he tried to do but came out unsuccessful. Finney felt his heart beat out of his chest, and despite the fact that it was cold weather he was sweating like he was in the middle of Texas in August. They reached the roof where they ran out.
Finney knelt over, trying to catch his breath. He held his gun up as best as he could. "Look pal, you have nowhere else to go." He was so out of breath that it came out much more mumbled than he anticipated.
The dealer gave a smart elick smirk. "Oh, you think I'll let a small little guy like you take me out?"
Finney finally caught his breath, standing up fully. "You don't want to do this. Let me take you in."
"You are kidding me right?"
Finney wasn't able to reply when he heard a loud bang, and he turned around to see that the door that they had came through was left open, and it was banging against the wall, making the sound that had pulled his attention away from the dealer. The criminal took notice to Finney's distraction, and lunged at him, bringing him down to the tar covered roof.
Finney felt the heavy man on top of him, and tried pushing him off. "10-13!" Finney queued his radio as best as he could, hoping someone would come. In the back of his mind he also wondered where the hell Bosco was.
Bosco was down on the sidewalk, hearing Finney's cry for help. His heart jumped into action and he ran into the building, going up the same exact flight of stairs. "We need backup!" Bosco yelled into his radio.
Finney finally was able to get up, shoving the man off of him. The man continued to grab at Finney's gun, and Finney noticed how close they were getting to the edge of the building. He noticed to the left that there was a smaller building beneath. They were on a 25-story building and the building next to them was about 2 stories shorter than that one.
Finney felt his body being arched over the ledge, but he fought hard to push the man back. He did not want the man getting his gun. His energy was running low from the fighting, and the man seemed to outlast him because he was much larger than Finney was.
Bosco finally made it to the top story, running through the door that previously distracted Finney. His heart jumped at the site of Finney hanging over the side, and the man having a good position on him.
"Don't do it!" Bosco yelled.
Finney looked over, knowing he was about to fall. The man had the upper hand. He saw Bosco's face as the man finally pushed Finney over, sending his body into a free fall. His gun fell with him. His body hit the roof below with a hard thud. He had landed on his back, and was immediately knocked unconscious from the hard blow.
Bosco's stomach dropped, and he did what he first thought to do. He ran at the man that had just pushed his partner over the side, and attacked him. He got the man down to the surface, handcuffing him and doing whatever he could to inflict pain on the man. "You son of a BITCH!" He looked over the edge to see Finney's motionless body below. "You move and I'll shoot your ass. 5-5 David, we need a bus on a rush. My partner just fell two stories." Bosco couldn't believe his eyes.
TBC….
Responses to reviewers:
Thirdwatcher: Finney is hard headed, he's got too much pride to realize he needs time off! Hehe…glad you are still liking this, I appreciate your review!
Cosmic Castaway: I'm glad I have the characters down cause that can get hard! My biggest worry is writing them out of character! AAH! Haha…thanks for your review and your help cause you help me so much! Gotta hug you for that!
Quacksd: LOL I'm glad you are feeling that frustration of Bosco not talking to someone! It's like you want to go and shake him to death and slap some sense into the man! Glad you are liking the interactions, I appreciate your review! You are awesome!
3Wfanatic: Hope I didn't try your patience with having to wait for this chapter. My muse is working full force, so hey that's a good thing! Hehe! Thanks for continuing to reply and let me know how I'm doing, cause without you guys I probably would stop writing it all together! Thanks again!
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Kika-sama: Partners of life is what it's called there? Hmm, that's quite interesting, thanks for telling me that! Cool! I'm glad you are liking this story more and more, that means I'm doing my job for ya! Your reviews are just amazing on how you point things out that you liked, a writer really loves that! I hope you continue to read and review, because it makes me feel good as a writer!
Jayne190: I understand how it is when other things come up so it's no problem that it took long for you to reply, I completely understand. Hope all is going well for ya. And thanks so much for your awesome review, I'm glad my characters are making sense for you. I'm trying so hard to keep them in character, and reviews like your's help me out so much…thanks again!