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Bosco couldn't believe what he was doing. Here he was holding Maritza Cruz in his arms. After everything that she had done did he still care about her? Oh well he'd figure that out later. Right now was she needed him and he wasn't about to let go of her for anything. He couldn't help but think how perfectly she fit in his arms with her head just under his chin.

Bosco gently held her not saying anything just holding her tightly in his arms. Cruz couldn't hold it in anymore she just let it all out one heart-wrenching sob at a time. It felt so good to be in his arms again she felt safe and at peace for the first time.

After what seemed like an eternity Bosco gently got up and said to Cruz, " Come on we're both soaked we should go get into some dry clothes!" With that he took her hand and began to lead her to his car.

Cruz was in a daze as he led her back to his car. "I can just walk home you know!"

"You're not going home. I'm taking you back to my place."

"Why I don't need your help Boscorelli."

"You can barley walk and your really upset I'm not leaving you alone you madder what our history is!" Bosco had said that in his best that's final voice, he hoped anyways.

"Fine!" Cruz just gave up she was to hurt and tired to fight with him.

She fell asleep on the way home and when Bosco looked over at her he couldn't believe how scared she looked. In all the situations he'd been in with her he'd never seen her look so scared.

The next thing Cruz knew Bosco was gently waking her up with his voice. He helped her up to his apartment. "You better get those wet clothes off. Do you want to take a shower?"

"Yeah," she said in a small voice.

"There's clean towels in their already do you know where it is?"

"Yeah I remember."

Cruz pealed off he wet clothes and just let herself soak in the shower after about 20min she decided she should probably get out. For a moment she forgot where she was, the circumstances and that she was covered in bruises.

Meanwhile Bosco was looking for some extra clothes that he thought would actually fit Cruz. Finally he found some that she would be able to wear without them falling down so he headed to the bathroom to give them to her. He knocked on the door and said," Cruz can I come in I found some clothes for you."

"Yes you can."

He opened the door and gasped, she had a towel rapped around her waist and upper body but all the skin you could see was covered in bruises. "Oh my god Cruz I didn't realize it was that bad! That son of a bitch is going to pay for what he did to you!" and hint of anger in his voice. He softened his ton. Here are some extra clothes that I found for you they might be a little big which shirt do you want?

"I'm sure they'll be fine the grey one," she gave him a small smile.

When she came out Bosco burst out laughing, she was wearing one of his NYPD shirts that might as well have been a dress and a pair of his blue sweats that were way to long and if not for the draw string would have been way to big around the waist. They pants alone where at least 2 sized to big.

"I know they're pretty big she said tying not to laugh!

She sat down beside him on the couch and looked at him straight in the eye before saying, Thank you Maurice Boscorelli for all your doing for me! I'm glad your here with me! Your the only person I have in the world right now!"

Bosco just nodded for pulling her into his arms and kissing her on the forehead, "I know, I know," he said.