Seajae woke up to find Bosco lying next to her clinging tightly to her. Almost like he wanted to be sure she didn't get up and leave without waking him. Snuggling closer she knew her husband had slipped her a tranqulizer with her asprine. She hadn't slept in days. She felt better now. Maybe she could think better now. Maybe things would be easier today then they had been yesterday. She felt a breeze and turned to check if Bosco had opened the window. He hadn't.
"I'm home mama." She wispered. The breeze got colder. Seajae looked to the foot of the bed. A shadowy figure stood at the end of the bed. The woman smiled. Seajae wasn't scared. Her mother was here to help. To see what her daughter had done with her life.
"She's as beautiful as you said she was." Bosco wispered.
"You can see her too?"
"Yes." She sat up and the figure nodded once and disappeared.
"She's looking over us. We'll be safe."
"Along with the alam system Jack instaled I think we don't have to worry about anyone getting in here." Bosco turned and looked at his wife. "Morning Sunshine." He kissed her.
"Morning." She kissed him back letting her fear wash away. "I had a good rest." She gave him a look.
"You needed to sleep." He layed back down and pulled Seajae on top of him. "I don't want to loose you to exhaustion."
"You know I'm stronger then that honey."
"I know." He hugged her close. "We should get up and check on the kids."
"It's awfully quiet."
"Jack stocked their rooms with every toy and game known to man. Even Bailey's."
"I think he's trying to make up for leaving me in foster care."
"He really doesn't need to do that you know."
"I know and I've told him. But if it makes an old man happy."
"He's only ten years older then me."
"Face Boscorelli you are old. And getting older every day." Bosco started tickling her and she grabbed a pillow and started hitting him with it.
"You're so in trouble Seajae." He flipped her over on her back and straddled her. "Say you take it back." He laughed as she tried pushing his hands away from her stomach.
"No." She laughed as he tickeled her. They were both laughing so hard they barly heard the knock on the door. Bosco stopped and twisted off of her and went to the door. Jack was standing on the other side.
"Oh…hi Jack. Were we making too much noise?"
"Didn't notice. There's a phone call for you downstairs. Caleb."
"Okay. Be right down." He closed the door and grabbed his jeans. "I'll meet you downstairs." He put on his jeans and grabbed his t-shirt. "A friend of Jack's is coming to take you shopping. Seems we all left without luggage. He thought you might want a change of clothes."
"Yeah that would be nice." He went over and kissed her. "I'll be down in a few minutes." Bosoc left. He was hiding something. Seajae knew her husband better then she knew herself. He was deffinatly hiding something.
"Hey Caleb." Bosco picked up the phone in the big leather bound office. "What do have?"
"A big fat zip." The FBI agent sighed. "We went over everything with a fine tooth comb. I called out every expert I could get a hold of."
"How's Katie and the kids?"
"Good. Holding up better then to be expected. Bosco I'm going to do what I can. I have every agency I can get on this. But I don't how many more strings I can pull." Jack came into the room and looked at his niece's husband. He didn't look anymore rested since yesterday.
"Do what you can Caleb." Jack motioned Bosco to hand him the phone. "Jack wants to talk to you." He handed him the phone.
"Caleb."
"Jack."
"I got a few connections in Washington."
"I could use all the help I can get. Thanks Jack."
"Anything I can do to get this over and done." He handed the phone to Bosco and headed back to the kitchen. Bosoc watched the older man and sighed.
"I don't how long I can keep this from Seajae so do what you can."
"You know I will. Faith says to take care."
"Tell her we will and you too. I don't need to worry about your guys along with everything else."
"Don't worry." The line went quiet and Bosco hung up. He turned to see Seajae standing in the doorway. Jack behind her. He shook his head as if to say he was sorry for not stopping her.
"What's happened?" Bosco looked at her. Her eyes full of fear.
"Seajae you need to take a deep breath. If your not completely calm you'll blow what I don't want to tell you way out of perpotion." She glared at Bosco with her 'don't mess with my head' look.
"The longer you stall telling me what's happened the more out of perportion I'm going to blow." He took her sholders and looked her in the eye. God he was not looking forward to doing this.
"Promise me when I tell you, you will not go off half cocked." Again with the look.
"Maurice Boscorelli you better tell me what the hell is going on before I beat it out of you."
"Seajae…Last night when Elliot got home from loosing those guys who were following you…" He could feel Seajae tence under his hands. "he never made it in the house." Bosco knew he was headed straight into the eye of a storm. He could see it in her eyes. Feel it under his hands. Backing her up agaist the wall he brace himself agaist her. "You need to chill Seajae."
"Let me go."
"Not till you take a deep breathe and promise me you will not go running out of here. Not that you would get very far but none the less I don't want to have to chase you over the Texas county side." He felt her body push agaist him again. "Now Seajae Marie McBride Boscorelli don't even go there. I will not fight you."
"Then let me go."
"Calm down. Please."
"I am calm. Now let me go." He released her a little.
"Please…the kids are outside. You'll scare them if you go bull doze out of here." She looked at Bosco and then at Jackson.
"Just let me go Bosco. I'm fine." He knew better. Her body language alone yelled anger. Her voice was tence and he knew better then to hold her much longer because husband or not he was standing in her way.
"Seajae." Jackson felt the cold breeze behind him and the voice was almost a wisper. Turning he looked where the voice was coming from. He saw her at the top of the stairs. "Cathleen?" Both Seajae and Bosco turned to see the haunting figure. Bosco tightened his hold on his wife but she didn't move. She looked at her mother standing at the top of the stairs looking as real as any real person. She looked like an Indian Princess. Her dark hair flowing around her. Seajae tenced as the figure disappeared as quickly as it appeared.
"I think she's telling you something." Bosco's voice was nearly a wisper.
"Yeah. Where to find Elliot." She looked at Bosco. "Call Caleb. Tell him to find the warehouse on 89 th with the blue roof. I think Faith will know which one I'm talking about. He's in the cellar."
"She told you all that?"
"Yeah. She did." Seajae lifted her arms and wraped them around her husband. "I'm sorry."
"No need to be sorry. I know how much you care about out friends. When one hurts, we all hurt." The phone rang again and Jack answered it. Seajae kissed Bosco and held him close.
"I'm scared Bosco." He held her and closed his eyes.
"I know baby. I know."
"This isn't good at all." TC Calloway looked at the file in front of him. He had knowen that Anthony Boscorelli was in it deep but he didn't realize how deep. It was getting deeper by the minute and Seajae and Maurice Boscorelli were no where near safe. He dialed the number of the FBI agent friend of the Boscorelli's to inform him of the newest crime Anthony and Jordan wer involved in.
"Mc Kenzie."
"TC Calloway here agent McKenzie."
"Hi. What can I do for you Luietenant?"
"It's what I can do for you. I found some more of Anthony and Jordan Boscorelli's files. They are into some seriouse crap."
"Do I want to know?"
"No. Because if its as big as I think it is the Boscorelli's are going to be into hiding for a long, long time."
"Okay lay it on me."
"In order of severity or would you like them in alphabetical order."
"Just give it to me."
"Human trafficing, drug trafficing, money laundering, prostitution, arms dealing. It seems the elder Boscorelli's ran the gammot."
"So it's no telling who or what is after Bosco and his family."
"It could be anyone or any thing at this point."
"Thanks for calling TC. It's just more bad news to add to the growing pile."
"If I find out anything else I'll let you know."
"Thanks. Talk later." TC hung up and took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He wished he could make all this go away for the Bocorelli's. They were good people. Good cops. The world needed people like them. Shutting the file he opened another. He hoped he didn't find anymore connections to anymore crimes. He didn't like the friends Anthony and Jordan made over the years and the list of them were getting longer and longer. Talk about friends in low places. TC would have to start looking under rocks if Anthony's friends got any lower.