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Author's Note: Took a little while for this one. Thanks again for all the reviews. It really keeps me going. Enjoy!

It had been six months and there was no sign of Ray Sharp's brother, who they now knew was Gordon Sharp, Ray's younger brother. They didn't know much about Gordon. He didn't have much of a record. The only name they had heard on the streets was Ray, so they were hoping that Gordon wasn't as much of a threat. It seemed like he had just disappeared into thin air.

Meanwhile, Bosco and Sarah had some exciting news. Sarah was pregnant with their first child. Bosco couldn't be more proud about being a daddy. The day he announced it at the precinct to everyone was the day the trouble started. Sarah was about three months pregnant at the time.

"Faith!" Bosco said, bursting into the locker room. "You are never gonna guess the news I have."

"What is it, Bosco?" she asked curiously. He had a giddy face on, which she had never seen before.

"You are never gonna guess what it is!"

"Bosco! Stop acting like a child and tell me already!" She was suddenly excited as well. She had a feeling.

"Alright, alright. Everybody," he said, raising his voice. "I want you all to know that I'm pregnant!" Everybody burst out laughing. Bosco realized his mistake. "I mean, we're pregnant." Everyone laughed harder, because he was standing right next to Faith. "No you idiots, not me and Faith. Me and my wife. Sarah and I. Sarah's pregnant!" Faith shrieked in joy and threw her arms around Bosco's neck. Everyone else offered up congratulations, patting him on the back.

"Oh god," groaned Sully. "Just what we need. Another Boscorelli running around." Another round of laughter went through the room as everyone vacated for roll call.

"I really wasn't supposed to tell you yet," Bosco told Faith when everyone else had left. "Sarah wanted me to invite you and Fred to dinner tonight and tell you then, but I just couldn't resist."

"Well then, I'm gonna tell you something that I'm not supposed to tell you yet either," Faith said. "I'm pregnant too!" They laughed together.

"Then congratulations to you too, Faith. Sarah will be thrilled that she'll have someone to suffer with." Faith giggled.

"Let's go before we get in trouble again," Faith said, pushing Bosco out the door towards roll call, smiling more than she felt she ever had in her life.

Even though Faith already knew about Sarah's pregnancy, that didn't stop the Yokas' from having dinner with the Boscorelli family that night. Anyway, Sarah didn't know about Faith's pregnancy yet. About halfway through the delicious chicken and potatoes, Faith decided that she couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Sar, I'm pregnant," she blurted out.

"You're-you're…oh my god!" Sarah screamed happily. She bounded out of her chair, ran to the other side of the table, and nearly leaped into Faith's lap. "Oh sweetie this is wonderful! Now our babies can play together and grow up together and be best friends and have play dates and it's going to be so amazing! Oh Faith I'm so happy!" she babbled, shedding a few tears. They sat together and giggled and planned, while Bosco and Fred merely looked on in amusement. They had nothing to say to each other, since they really didn't get along. Instead, they listened to the lives their wives planned out for their children. About a half an hour into their planning, when Bosco's head had nearly dropped into his cold potatoes, the phone rang.

"I'll get it!" Bosco exclaimed, jumping out of his chair and racing to the phone in the kitchen. "Hello?" he said into the receiver.

Nothing.

"Hello?" he tried again. He thought he heard breathing, and possibly a sniffle. Was someone crying?

"Who is this?" The person hung up and all he heard was a dial tone.

"That was weird," he said to himself. He felt something in the pit of his stomach, but it was so small that he quickly pushed it away.

"Maurice?" Sarah called from the other room. "Who was it?"

"Wrong number," he said. No need to worry her. When he reentered the dining room, the two women were still at the end of the table, laughing about something. Bosco turned to Fred and said the first thing he had said to him all night.

"Football?" he asked, pointing to the television.

"Yes," Fred replied, and they plopped themselves on the sofa.

That night wasn't the only night Bosco had gotten a weird phone call. In fact, they began to alarmingly increase in number. They began to come twice a day. When both Bosco and Sarah were home, Bosco always managed to answer the phone first, just in case. Every time he tried to get something out of the person on the other side, but it was always a minute or so of heavy breathing, and then dial tone. That was it. It frustrated him to no end. After about three months of this, he was able to get a tap on the phone, but it came back as a deactivated cell phone. There was no way to track it. Bosco nearly threw the phone tapping equipment against the wall.

Sarah didn't know anything about the phone calls, assuming that she wasn't getting them when Bosco wasn't home and not telling him about it. Bosco didn't want to worry her. All she needed to think about was her and their baby's health. She and Faith were growing together in size. They were now both six months pregnant and loved complaining to each other about every little ache and pain. Bosco was glad that his wife had someone to share the joys and miseries of pregnancy with. Besides him. Someone who actually understood what she was going through, because she was going through the same thing.

They debated over whether they wanted an ultrasound to determine the sex or not. Bosco wanted one, but Sarah didn't. Bosco didn't like surprises, but Sarah said that it was the best part. When Bosco complained, Sarah went into pregnant woman mode and either screamed or cried. He was getting used to that actually. To calm her down, they talked about baby names. It took a while, but they finally decided on Leo Maurice for a boy, and Samantha Marie for a girl. Bosco was jealous of Faith, because her and Fred had decided together to have the ultrasound and already knew that it was a girl and her name was Emily Rose.

Amidst all this, however, Bosco couldn't get out of his mind the strange phone calls. It was almost like they were timed. There was one in the morning before he left for work, and one when he was just arriving home from work. They worried him, but not enough to worry Sarah too. It was probably nothing anyway.