A/N: No excuses will be made as to why it took me so long to update this…(hangs head in shame) I'm sorry! Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter, if you haven't forgotten what happened seeing as it took me well over a month! ARGH! Also, this chapter is a tad bit short, but I wanted to get it updated for all of you who might still be interested!

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?

Rating: PG-13

Special Thanks: CCA (Cosmic Castaway) for all your advice and help. Poor girl has been tortured! Thanks so much!

Chapter Ten: Sweet Dreams

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Deep Blue Chapter Ten: Sweet Dreams

Bosco nearly threw up when he saw the ambulance pull up down below them, when he saw that it was Grace that got out. He gripped the perp's collar tightly, not sure what he wanted to do. He called over the radio to Grace and Carlos, letting them know he was on the building next door.

"5-5 Adam, officer is on the top of the Bank One building." He jerked the man up, trying to cause as much pain to him as he possibly could. He tried catching them before they went up, and thankfully he came running out of the entrance with the perp, shoving him into the RMP as they gathered all of their supplies.

He could tell by the way Grace was acting that she didn't know that Finney was with Bosco, or she just hadn't noticed yet. He slowly walked up to her, gritting his teeth. "Grace.."

She looked up from her bag, trying to hurry into the building. "What is it Bosco?"

He wanted them to hurry, so he didn't beat around the bush about it any longer. "It's Finney up there." He noticed 5-5 Charlie and 5-5 Eddie had arrived also. He was glad of that, so he could go up to Finney. Before he saw Grace's response he took off, knowing they'd watch the perp for him.

He reached the top, busting the exit door out. Finney was lying motionless in a pool of his own blood. Bosco knelt down beside him, seeing Grace and Carlos come up not long after him.

Deep down inside it was bothering Grace. She'd never admit it out loud but Finney hit a soft spot for her, he was special, and seeing him in a puddle of red just felt like someone was ripping her stomach out. She knew she couldn't let that get in the way of her work, so she tried not to let it bother her.

Bosco wasn't sure what to do, but that's when he felt Grace push him out of the way. He stood up, staring over his partner. Finney's eyes slowly opened, his left eye was also full of blood, making the blue of his iris stand out much more. He let out a cough, a black substance came up with it.

"Shit he's bleeding internally. We gotta go now." Carlos said as he began to work faster.

Finney couldn't even make out who was standing over him, it was a blurred mess of voices to him. All he knew is that he was in pain, and he fought his own eyes to stay open. He tried to say something but there was so much blood in his esophagus that it came out as a jumbled mess.

"Shh Finney, don't talk." Grace grabbed his feet as they lifted him onto a gurney, quickly getting him down to the ambulance.

They reached the hospital, and Carlos recited all of what they did to Finney, as well as his evident injuries to the doctor, while Grace split away, approaching Bosco.

"What the hell happened out there?" She walked to the sink, hoping Bosco would follow her and answer one of the many questions she had on her mind. She didn't look up as she scrubbed away Finney's blood that accumulated and caked on her skin. She didn't want to let Bosco see that she had tears in her eyes.

He looked away, he could tell she was upset. "We were running after a perp, Finney got pushed over the side."

She nodded, continuing to look at her arms that were now clean. "He's so small."

Bosco wasn't sure if he had heard her right. "What?"

She still did not look up. "Finney is small. What was he doing up there with that man? He overpowered him." She turned to walk away. "I can't do this right now."

Bosco watched as she went into the break room. He knew she wasn't in her right mind right now, but she was definitely right. He didn't follow her, instead he went to find Carlos who probably would be able to give him some information.

He saw him at the ER desk filling out some paperwork. He didn't even have to speak a word and Carlos knew right off what he had wanted. "I don't know all the details Bosco.."

Bosco put his hand up, shaking his head. "Just be honest Carlos, that's all I want."

"From what I can see, he's got substantial damage internally from the impact. He's lucky he only fell that distance."

Bosco arched his eyebrow. "What are his chances?"

Carlos shrugged. "That I can't tell you and it be accurate. You are going to have to talk to the doctor. I don't want to lead you on about it." He turned back his clipboard. Bosco turned away, walking towards the exam room where they had Finney. Before he could proceed any farther he felt someone grab his arm, and he was pulled around to Swersky's angry face.

"What the hell happened?"

Bosco bit the inside of his cheek as he stared at the curtain that Finney was behind. He didn't even realize that Swersky had been talking to him.

"Bosco?"

Bosco looked at Swersky from the corner of his eye. "We were chasing a perp. Led him into a building and up on the roof. Finney lost control and got pushed off the side."

"Where's the suspect now?"

"55 Charlie took him in for me."

Swersky saw the anguish on Bosco's face, as well as the blood that he hadn't washed off yet. "Go home Bosco, there's nothing you can do around here right now." He knew Bosco would refuse but it was worth a shot.

"No, I need to be here." His eyes remained on the curtain.

"At least go wash off." Swersky then turned away. "I gotta go get the suspect processed, you call me the moment anything happens."

Bosco nodded. He finally got his body to move towards the men's restroom where he washed off what was left of the scene back on the roof. He looked up into the mirror, seeing the dark bags that were forming under his eyes. This was happening too much for him. It seemed every person that he even let into his life somehow got hurt or killed.

He scrubbed the blood off his skin, watching it wash down the drain in a circle. The blood that was once running through Finney's body, and now Finney was lying across a hospital bed, God only knew what was going to happen to him.

He looked up from the sink, suddenly realizing something. His mother. She'd be coming soon, demanding on what was going on. The poor lady just lost her husband, and now her son was near death, his future uncertain. He'd be the one that would go to her house to inform her, he was in fact the officer that was there, and he felt responsible for letting the rookie go off like that. He flung his hands towards the sink, letting the loose water fly to the cold porcelain. It was best that he go and tell her what happened now, before she heard it from someone else.

He walked back out into the main area of the ER, and Carlos and Grace stopped to stare at him. It made him feel extremely uneasy, and he went straight to the exit. He quickly dialed Swersky's phone number.

"Lieutenant Swersky, 55th precinct."

"Lieu, its Bosco. I'm going to go run to Finney's mom's house. She needs to hear from his partner, not the media." He swallowed hard, this was going to be a lot harder than he even anticipated.

"You want someone to go with you?"

Bosco shook his head as if Swersky could see him over the phone. "No, I'll do it." He hung up the phone, walking to his squad. Deep down he said a silent prayer, hoping Finney would pull through, for the sake of his mother, and the sake of his own sanity.

Before he knew it he was parking the RMP on the curb in front of the white, two-story house that had a nice picket fence put up around the yard. So picturesque, like a house you would see out of a movie. He grabbed his hat, placing it on his head as he walked up the sidewalk and to the front door. He put his hand up to knock, but hesitated. His stomach jolted, like it was the first day of school, only it was ten times worse. He finally let his fist hit the wood, and he stood back as he waited for someone to answer the door.

He heard the hinges creak, and he looked up to see Mrs. Finney, her makeup was off and her hair was disheveled from probably sleeping. He licked his lips, his hands growing clammy from the site of her.

"Officer?" She stood half way in the house, letting the door block her body.

"Mrs. Finney?" Bosco knew it was her, but he just wanted to clarify it. She nodded, and then he continued. "Ma'am, your son, Officer Brendan Finney was involved in an accident today." He paused.

Mrs. Finney's eyes filled with tears. "What?"

"He fell a couple of stories off of one building to another when he was chasing a suspect. He's at Angel of Mercy hospital right now undergoing treatment."

"Can I go see him?" He could tell that she was about to give out at any second, and he approached her to help support her.

"I can escort you to the hospital."

"Okay, I'd like that." She grabbed her coat, putting it on. "My kids are out of town."

Bosco nodded as he took her to the car, opening the back door for her. This was not an easy task for him, the pain written on Mrs. Finney's face was so hard on him that he just wanted to run off and isolate himself from the world.

"I love you son."

Finney was back in his house, the curtains were open, the sun was shining, and his father was standing in the middle of his living room, a happy look on his face. Finney was confused, his father was home in the middle of the day?

"Dad, what are you doing here?" Finney felt detached from the world, like his presence was there, but his body wasn't. His father did however look straight into his eyes, an almost sympathetic look erupted onto his facial features.

"I just wanted to tell you that I love you." CT put his hands up to Finney, but his touch wasn't normal. Finney quickly jerked away. "What's the matter son?"

Finney backed into a wall, and it seemed like the room was now creeping in closer, like the walls were closing in on him, and he had nowhere to go. His breathing became hard, he had to fight for oxygen.

"You are panicking Brendan." His father got closer and closer.

Finney wasn't sure why he was acting like this, but he could feel sweat pour from his forehead. It was his father for crying out loud, but he just wasn't acting like the CT he knew. Love never came out of the man's mouth.

That's when Finney saw CT reach for something under his shirt, and before he could even say anything a gunshot went off right in his face at point blank range, sending his world into a dark black hole.

Mrs. Finney sat beside Finney's bed, gripping his hand tightly when she saw his eyelids flutter, and a few murmurs erupt from his mouth. He was obviously having a dream, one that was upsetting. "Shh Brendan, it'll be okay." She ran her fingers over his forehead as she kissed his hand. "God help him."

She heard the doctor come in, and she looked up, wiping her tears away. He was holding a manila folder with a clipboard underneath, his brow was creased. "Mrs. Finney, we got his x-rays back."

She sniffed. "Okay, how's he doing?"

The doctor put on his reading glasses, sitting down in the other chair across the room. "He's got a major concussion on the back of his skull from hitting the roof. That's what is causing the coma. He's also got a dislodged vertebrae, that might work back into place."

"Might? What happens if it doesn't?"

The doctor took his glasses off. "He might not have the use of his legs."

Mrs. Finney felt like someone had just punched her in the lungs. "What else is wrong?" She wasn't sure if she could take the rest of this.

"Well some minor things. He has a broken wrist, one of his ribs is broken and he dislocated his knee. To be honest Mrs. Finney, he was very lucky considering the impact of his fall."

She almost felt angry with the doctor for saying that. "Lucky? He's laying here in a coma, no one knows when he'll wake up and now you are telling me that he might not be able to walk. He might NEVER wake up!" She closed her eyes, gripping Finney's hand tightly. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I'll let you be with your son for right now." The doctor exited, shaking his head. It was never easy giving news like that, especially when the injuries were that drastic.

TBC….

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