Too Soon

Chapter 3

Bosco was getting ready in the locker room when Faith walked in.

"Good to see that you haven't got in trouble yet? So are you still planning on find this guy?"

"I know you don't understand, Faith. But I have to do this." She walked up to his locker.

"Just be careful."

"You don't need look after me all the times. I'm not your child!" he yelled. She looked at him.

"I'm not treating you like my kids if I was, I wouldn't have given you that file. I trust you and I know that you will be careful."

"Oh thanks, Faith," Bosco said, as he closed his locker. He then handed her the file.

"I don't want you to get in trouble, so here's the file back."

"I don't know what you can do that I couldn't do," Faith spoke softly. He smiled at her.

"I have ways to get information."

"I remember," she said with a laugh as they walked out of the locker room.

"Just don't get hurt."

"I'll be fine; I'm just going to have a nice little talk with our drug lord's friends. He's not going to hurt anymore else. I won't let him, I couldn't save my brother, but I will save other people."

"Bos, I thought you said this wasn't to do with your brother?" Faith questioned.

"I can't talk, Faith; I'm already late for roll call," he said as he rushed off. Faith sighed, she had a feeling this was going to not end well. She just hoped that Bosco didn't get himself killed; she couldn't risk losing him. Even though they weren't partners anymore, there was still a bond between them and she didn't know how she would handle it if something happened to Bosco.

"Faith, come on. We need to get going," Jelly told Faith. Faith looked at Jelly. He was her partner now, but there wasn't a bond between them, like she had with Bosco, and probably never would be.

Later in the shift, Bosco was in the squad car with Sully.

"We need to stop here."

"What's here?" Sully asked.

"None of your business; it's just something that I need to do," Bosco explained as he stopped the car.

"I'm your partner now; you tell me what we are doing here."

"I'll be back in a few minutes and then we can continue solving problems." Bosco responded. Sully grabbed a hold of Bosco's arm.

"Tell me now. I don't want to have to tell Faith that you got hurt because of me." Bosco moved Sully's hand away from him.

"Oh I see... Faith told you to look after me, is that right?"

"No, that's not what I mean. I know you can do stupid things, Bosco. I don't want you to do it on my watch." Bosco walked out of the car, and walked towards the building, Sully run
after him.

"Bosco, wait." he yelled.

"I don't know what you are doing, but you are going to need back- up." Bosco nodded and walked up to the apartment building. Bosco banged on the door.

"NYPD, open up!" Bosco yelled. The person opened the door half way.

"How do I know you are the police?" Bosco showed his badge.

"I didn't do anything... Go away!" the man replied as he started to close the door. Bosco opened the door.

"I'm not going away, I need know where your boss is."

"I don't know what you are talking about?" the man said. Bosco walked up to him.

"You are going to tell me where your boss is. You know exactly who I am talking about." Bosco said, as he pushed him against the wall. Sully grabbed Bosco.

"Don't do this."

"Are you the one that kills the innocent people, or does your boss get
someone else to do?" Bosco yelled.

"How does it feel to know that you could have stopped it? Does that make you feel like a good man?"

"I'm going to call the police and report you to your supervisor," The man replied. Bosco walked over to the table.

"I see that you have some drugs, now nobody would believe a druggie over a cop. Tell me now where he is." Sully grabbed Bosco.

"Go now. You aren't going to get anything out of him." Sully turned to the man.

"Don't you think about calling the supervisor, or we will have you arrest." The man nodded.

"Don't you ever come here again?" Sully grabbed Bosco's arm, and drug him out of the apartment.

"What the hell were you doing back there? I think you have some explaining to do, and do it now." Bosco looked at Sully.

"Why did you drag me out of there? I would have got some information soon enough, if we had just stayed there a little bit longer."

"He was a druggie you wouldn't have got any information out of him. So who is his boss and why do you want to know him. Are you in trouble, Bosco?" Bosco walked out of the apartment and towards the squad car.

"We aren't leaving until you tell to me?" Bosco turned around.

"You are starting to sound like Faith" Sully smiled.

"I know what you are trying to get me mad, but it's not going to work. I'm not going to get mad and forgot about what happened. Why were you doing this?"

"You remember the crime scene yesterday." Sully nodded.

"Well I think I know who did it and I'm going to make sure that he doesn't hurt anybody ever again and that person in that apartment was working with him for many years. He knows where his boss even though he isn't admitting it."

"How did you know who killed that man?" Sully questioned. Bosco didn't say anything.

"Faith told you, didn't she?" Sully asked.

"Don't say anything... I don't want her to get in trouble because of me. I've done that enough times in my life."

"I won't tell, but if you want to find this guy, you have to tell me everything and we have to work as partners, or I'm going to the boss about this." Bosco sighed.

"I don't want to, but I need to find this guy. I guess I have to work with you."

A few weeks later, Bosco and Sully were walking into the precinct after their shift when Faith
walked up to them.

"I need to talk to you, Bosco."

"Alone," she said as she looked at Sully.

"I know when I'm not wanted," Sully replied as he walked away from them.

"What did you want to see me about?" Bosco asked.

"I thought you should know this before you find out some other way," Faith replied.

"Tell me what, Faith."

"We found another body today; it is definitely from the same person. I'm really sorry, Bosco. I know you want to save people from this guy."

"It's ok, Faith. I can't save everybody can I?" Bosco replied, as he walked away from her. Faith stood there in shock, she knew this wasn't like him. She ran into the locker room.

"Bosco, I know this is upsetting to you."

"Faith, leave me alone. I'm fine. I can't save anybody, who did I think I was?" Faith walked up to him.

"Bosco, how about we go for coffee?"

"I don't need a babysitter; leave me alone." he said, as he slammed his locker and walked out of the locker room. Sully looked at Faith.

"How about I go after him?" Sully walked out of the locker room and didn't see Bosco anywhere, so he walked out of the police station and saw Bosco getting into his car.

"Bosco wait!"

"I don't need this, Sully. I know Faith ask you to check up on, I'm fine. Why won't everybody just leave me alone?"

"We just care about you."

"Go care about someone else," Bosco said as he slammed his door shut. Sully moved away from the car and let Bosco drive away.

"Were you able to get through to him?" Faith asked Sully as she walked up to him.

"No. I'm sure that Bosco will be fine."

"I don't know Sully. Maybe he came back too early. He never had time to mourn the loss of his brother and now there is a case that is similar to what happened to his brother. I'm just scared that he is going to have a breakdown."

"You really care about him." Sully responded.

"He might not be my partner anymore, but I will always care about him. Can you just tell me if he is out of control, Sully?" Sully nodded.

"Of course I will." Faith smiled.

"If anybody I know you can see if Bosco is in trouble. I'm glad that you are his partner now. See you tomorrow," Faith said as she walked away.

"So did the police get my new victim?" the drug lord asked the man as he walked into the room.

"Yes they did. I don't understand why you are doing this. He did nothing to you. Why did you kill him?"

"He wasn't doing a good job; I need the police to know I'm not going to go away. Mann wasn't able to destroy the 55th precient, but I will. I will do it when they least expect it."

"What do you need me to do?"

"I need you to keep any eye on the police, but if you tell them anything. You and your family are dead."

"Yes sir, I won't tell them anything," the man replied and he walked out of the room.

A few hours later, Bosco was having another beer.

"Don't you think you had enough?" the bartender asked Bosco

"No, I don't think so.. If you don't like it, I'll go somewhere else." Bosco took some of his beer.

"I'm a police officer. I'm supposed to save people. Did you know that? But did I? No. The person is dead because of me, because I couldn't save him. I'm sure they are going to be more. Why am I a police officer?"

"Because you are good at it," said a voice from the other stool. Bosco turned around and saw Ty.

"Faith got you to follow me, didn't she?"

"I don't need people looking out for me. I'm not this delicate piece of china."

"Nobody would ever call you delicate," Ty replied.

"There are few other words that they would call you, but delicate, isn't one of them."

"Do you know that Faith was worried for me to see the first body? What am I going to cry because it is like what happened to my brother? It's just a dead body, it's nothing. I'm not this little kid that people have to look after. I know you all think I'm going to break. Into tiny little pieces."

"Bosco, I think you had too many drinks," Ty said.

"I don't think so; I can have as many drinks as I want. Why does everything they have to control me is because of these," Bosco said, as he pulled his shirt off and reveal his scars.

"Is this why everybody thinks that I'm going to broke, is because of these gunshot wounds,"Bosco replied as he touched the scars where he got shot.

"Let count how many scars I have I have.. one two… right here." he said pointing to the scars on his chest.

"One more on my leg… How many scars do you I have? Let count them again." He then pulled off his bandage on his face.

"Let's not forgot this last one here. So how many scars do I have… too many to count. One scar.. two scar." Ty just shook his head.

"I think you've had enough drink for tonight."

"Didn't you get shot as well, but you got shot in the place nobody ever wants to get shot. Can you still…"

"That's enough, Bosco, I'm taking you home."

"Answer my question, Ty, can you still have some fun, after getting shot? Or do people think you are damaged? Damaged goods."

"No more beer for you." Ty said, as he took the drink away.

"We are definitely leaving now."

"I don't want to leave... I'm having fun. I just getting started."

"Bosco, let's go!" Ty replied as he grabbed a hold of Bosco's arm and dragged him out of the bar.

"Mikey told me that I could save others, but he was wrong. I can't save anybody."

"Yes, you can, you are a great cop."

"Yokas and I were a great cop together, but I'm not a good cop on my own. I'm all alone. Saving the world. Did you hear I'm superman?"

"Superman?" Ty said with a grin.

"So what am I?"

"Spiderman, or maybe I'm Spiderman and you are Superman."

Bosco and Ty walked up to Bosco's apartment.

"Do you have your keys?"

"They are in my pocket."

"I'm not going in your pocket."

"You can go now. I'm home safely in one piece. You can tell Faith and Sully that I'm fine. They will probably ask you. I don't need a babysitter."

"What made you think I follow you?" Ty asked.

"I never said you follow me. Did you?"

"No, Bosco. I went out for a beer. There is no reason I would follow you, is there?"

"Just go..." Bosco yelled. Ty looked at Bosco.

"I think I'll stay here and make sure that you are okay. You did have a few too many drinks."

"I don't want anybody here, do you know that I am alone in this world. I only have my Ma. Faith is not my partner anymore, and I can't even do a good job at being a cop. All alone. Just me." Bosco said, as he walked over to the couch and passed out on the couch.

The next morning, Bosco woke up the next morning with a huge hangover. He looked up and saw Ty standing in front of him.

"You stayed here all night?"

"You were in bad shape."

"Do you have to talk so loud?" Bosco replied. Ty smiled.

"I can see you are back to normal side."

"How drunk was I?" Ty laughed.

"Well you sung me a song about your scars that you have." Bosco then touched his face.

"Where's my bandage?"

"You took it off when you were singing to me. Great voice, Bosco."

"Shut up, Ty." Bosco started to feel like he was going to get sick, so he ran to the bathroom.

"I'll let myself out," Ty replied as he walked out of Bosco's apartment. A few minutes later, Bosco walked out of the bathroom and saw that Ty was gone. He sat down on the couch and sighed.

"You lie to me, Mikey, you told me that I had to save others, but I didn't did I?" Bosco then put his head down on the pillow and Mikey came to him again.

"It's not over yet."

"What do you know?" Bosco shouted to Mikey.

"It's not over..." Mikey kept on repeating. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and he suddenly woke up. He walked to the door and opened it.

"Ma." She looked at her son.

"You look terrible."

"Thanks Ma." Rose walked into the apartment.

"You have a hangover don't you? Are you sure work isn't too hard for you right now."

"I'm fine. Do I look like I'm a little baby?"

"I just care about you, Maurice."

"I know, Ma." Bosco responded. Rose then looked at Bosco.

"Something is bothering you."

"I dreamt about Mikey" Bosco blurt out. Rose smiled at Bosco.

"I dream about Michael too. It's nothing to be afraid of Maurice."

"You don't understand, Ma. I'm not just dreaming about him. He's telling me stuff; I don't even know why I'm telling you this. You'll think I'm crazy."

"I would never think you are crazy; I love you, son," she said as she hugged him.

"You must be dreaming of your brother for a reason. Whatever he is telling, maybe you should listen to him." Bosco stood up.

"I'm not listening to anything Mikey said. It didn't work last time, why would it work this time." Rose walked up to Bosco.

"I don't know what I can say to change your mind."

"Why is Mikey coming to me? Why can't he just stay dead?" Bosco shouted as he walked into the kitchen and make himself some coffee. Rose walked up to him.

"Maybe Mikey isn't coming to you, but you are coming to him for help. Just stop thinking about it, Maurice for a while. I got a few errands to run. I'll see you later. Don't forgot about dinner next week." Bosco grinned.

"I won't." he replied as he said goodbye to her as she left the apartment. A few hours later, Bosco was getting ready to go to work, his hangover was mostly gone. But he could still remember what Mikey told him in the dream.

"It's not over."

"What's not over, Mikey?" Bosco yelled.

"You told me that I could save other people, but that didn't happen, so how can I believe you now?" Bosco shouted into the thin air. Now I'm talking to myself, maybe I have gone crazy. Bosco thought to himself. He grabbed his bag and headed out of the apartment.

"It's not over."

"Just stop it." Bosco yelled. As Bosco was walking outside, he saw someone hiding behind some bushes. It was a young girl. He walked up to him.

"Are you hurt?" The little girl looked shy and scared. Bosco walked over to the bushes.

"I'm a cop," Bosco said, as he showed his badge.

"Where are your parents?" The little girl didn't say anything to Bosco.

"What's your name?"

"Amanda."

"My name is Maurice, but you can call me Bosco." The girl then started to laugh.

"Bosco? What kind of name is that?" Bosco smiled.

"What kind of name is Amanda?" She laughed again.

"Are you hurt?" Bosco asked again.

"My parents are gone, because of the bad man that my daddy works for."

"Can you show me where you live?" Bosco asked. She shook her head.

"I can't remember." She cried.

"It's okay. How about we go to the police station and you talk to some of my friends and they will help you," Bosco suggested.

"I'm scared; I don't want the man to hurt me."

"I promise you, nobody will hurt you," Bosco replied.

"How old are you?"

"I'm 7." Bosco didn't know how he was going to help this little girl, but he would do everything he could. Maybe Mikey was right and he could still save people, even if it was just this little girl.

To be continued