Bosco was dumbfounded. Speechless, flabbergasted, take your pick.

Me? He thought, a lieutenant?

Swersky watched the younger man in the chair across from him. He seemed to be struggling with the information he had just been given. This was the longest he had ever known Bosco to keep quiet.

" You still in there?" Swersky asked at long last.

" Wow," Bosco exhaled hard, " I never, this is, I never expected this."

Swersky chuckled, " Neither did I."

" Thanks for your vote of confidence Lieu," Bosco sighed, running his hand through his short hair.

His chuckling becoming louder, Swersky replied, " No problem, Lieu."
# # #

The group of Bosco's friends, and Miller had migrated to the empty roll call room.

A thought had just occurred to Faith. Turning to John, she asked,

"John? How did you know?"

"Know what?" he tried to appear nonchalant.

" When Boz showed up," Faith played with her badge, flipping it open and closed," You said that it was about time. How'd you know?"

" He's a plant," Maritza muttered.

Sasha tensed, then relaxed. Not noticeably, but she did.

" What?" Ty asked curiously. Sully looked everyone's face over carefully.

" On mine and Yokas' first day back," Maritza began, " I got a phone call warning me there was a rat in the house. My first suspect was Miller."

" Except he's Bosco's plant, not IAB's," Faith finished.

" Bosco's plant?" Sasha raised an eyebrow in confusion.

" He needed to know what went on, someone to tell him about the everyday," Maritza explained, " To let him know if anything started going funny."

" Oh," Sasha nodded, " Did you find out who made that phone call?"

Shaking her head, Maritza replied, " Nope, I haven't."
# # #

Bosco walked from Swersky's office, heading for the roll call room. He figured Maritza and Faith had ducked into the empty room. He would have more explaining to do. But someone he had referred to as

Lil' Finney stopped him in the hallway,

" Hey Bosco," Brendan said.

" Hey," Bosco grinned at him, " How's things working out around here?"

Nodding, Brendan answered, grinning, " Pretty good actually. Davis is my training officer."

" Ty Davis, huh," Bosco sighed, " How's things with you and Sully?"

" That guy's seriously strange. My first day the first thing he says to me is that my dad was a thug, and a liar and a murderer, and nothing I can do will make up for it."

Shaking his head, Bosco replied, " Sully and your father have some issues, I think about Ty's dad. I can't really say I like Captain Finney myself. It just goes with being captain of IAB, or, more fondly known as the rat squad."

Brendan nodded, " You're feeling better now?"

" Yeah, I am," Bosco smiled, " I heard about the whole shoot thing. Couple of junkies robbing the medics. You did really good with that, nice clean shot."

" Thanks. I did just like you showed me," Brendan smiled, " One of the medics hit his head. The guy that talks a lot."

Bosco rolled his eyes, " Carlos hit his head again! That's got to be like millionth time!"

Laughing, Brendan waved the papers in his hand, " I better go file these. I'll see you later?"

" Yeah," Bosco nodded, " See you."
# # #

The group in the roll call room had grown bored. Maritza absently rubbed her side. The meds she had taken were beginning to wear off. What was taking Bosco so long?

Faith watched as Cruz shifted in her seat. She looked uncomfortable, maybe even in pain. What had happened when she had been in prison?

Sasha exhaled shakily. How to keep everybody from figuring out her secret? What if Bosco already knew? Heck, the FBI could find out anything they wanted about people. What's to say he hadn't of done some research on her?

Ty, Sully, and John sat quietly. In the first two's minds, they ran over the days happenings. Bosco shows up out of the blue, after everybody thought he had been lying in a hospital bed for months. While Ty thought that this was increasingly weird, Sully sighed, thinking, I'm too old for this. John though, was watching the pretty blond who was seated close by him.