Seajae knew things were never going to be the way they were. Lying in bed she looked at the ceiling and wondered what might have been if she handn't walked into the sqaud room of the 5-5 that day. Would she ever have met Bosco or any of her friends? She knew the answer to that. Turning she watched her husband sleep. He was a beautiful man. So strong and wise. A man who knew when to fight and when to say it was time to go home. But until home was safe they were here. Sleeping in the room her mother had given birth to her thirty-eight years ago. Lying back down on her back she let out a deep breath and closed her eyes. Visions came thundering at her at record speeds. People and images she couldn't keep up with. She tried to pull herself out of the vision but it pushed her down like a weight on her chest. The visions slowed. Things from the past trickled into her mind.
"Seajae?" She heard her mother's voice from somewhere in the clouds of visions.
"Mama…I'm scared."
"Don't be. Just find what you need and go home to your friends and family. They need you." Seajae relaxed and looked between the visions. She saw her life before and after meeting Bosco. Bosco's father hurting a young Bosco and Mikey. Bosco pushing his father agaist a wall at the bar the night of Angela's funeral.
"Old man if you have any sence you'll walk out of here now before my wife gets back and kicks your ass."
"She'll leave you just like your mother left me."
"It will be her choice. But I will never lay a hand on her."
"The bitch will make you angry and it will take all you have not to beat her scencless." Bosco drew his gun so quickly that if she wasn't slowing things down in her mind Seajae never would have noticed it.
"I should kill you now you son of a bitch. Don't you ever talk about my wife like that ever again. Better yet get the hell out of here and never step foot near me or my family again." Bosco pushed his father aside and out the back door. He replaced his gun in his holster behind his back and headed for the restroom. More flashes went though her mind stopping here and there at happy momments in her life and things she didn't understand. Then with out warning Seajae was standing on the beach next to Vincent Boscorelli.
"He had every right to shoot me where I stood that day."
"You want me to covince you of something different."
"You are a fiesty one aren't you? I knew the moment he pulled that gun that he grew a set of balls since the last time I saw him. I should thank you for that."
"Your son grew up to be an honoralble man in spite of your upbringing."
"They won' t hurt you. All they want are the disks."
"Disks?"
"Ask Baily. He knows."
"He's a child."
"He know's where his mom hid things from me. She was the one in bed with the mob. I found out and she killed me. I tried calling. To protect my grandchildren. Tell Maurice I loved him very much, even though I never told him." Seajae sat up with a start. She was breathing heavy gasping like she had been held under water.
"Seajae?" Bosoc sat up. He could almost see her heart beating out of her cheast. "Seajae baby…what is it?" She tried to catch her breath. Bosco pushed her legs over the edge of the bed and put her head between them. "Breath baby…come on." Seajae took a deep breath. It caught in her throat and then everything seemed to release. Her breathing slowly came back to normal.
"I'm loosing my mind."
"Baby you're the only one around here who keeps us sain." He rubbed her shoulders. "Tell me about it."
"Jordan killed your father."
"How did you come about with this information?"
"You're father." Bosco stopped rubbing her back. Froze by the words his wife had just told him. "He told me Jordan was the one working with the mob and he found out and tried to warn us but she killed him before he got a hold of us."
"So pop had gone legit?"
"He tried to protect us but he couldn't get to us in time. Baily knows where the disks are that they want. Your father said he knew where she kept things from him. And that he was proud of you and he loved you." Seajae got up. She couldn't stand to sit any longer. "He looked so scared for us Bosco. So fragile." Pacing she knew it was over. The hiding. The running. A knock starteled her. "Come in."
"Seajae…" It was Baily. "Something freaky just happened."
"Join the club." Seajae smiled and went to the boy. "What happened Baily?"
"I saw Anthony. I mean I think I did."
"Yeah well there's a lot of ghost running around here. What did he say?"
"Nothing he just smiled."
"Do you know where your mom hid things from Anthony?"
"Yeah. In the cubbard above the stove. There's a faulse back on the fan that runs up though there. Mom kept money from her ex boyfriends up there. Why?"
"The disks the mob wants are there." Seajae picked up the phone. "TC's going to love me." She dialed hoping this phone call would put an end to her families suffering.
TC Calloway looked at the disks. He had a choice to make. What was on those disks put a whole department on alert and a family he'd grown to care about in danger. There was also an obligation to the badge he wore so proudly. What was on those disks could bring down more then one crime syndicate. Damn. He was between a rock and a hard place. Shaking his head he made his decision. TC dialed the phone.
"Seajae. I got the disks. Caleb is on his way to get them."
"I owe you TC."
"We're even. Just take care of your family." He hung up the phone. The Boscorelli's were safe. For the time being.
The phone call came at dawn. Seajae sat on the porch coffee in one hand cigarette in the other. She hadn't slept since the dream of Vincent and proof that Jordan had all the secrets hid above her stove. She jumped when the shrill of the phone broke the foggy Texas morning. With one phone call it was over. The mob's each got their disks and the threat agaist the Boscorelli's and their friends and family was gone. Seajae wished all their other problems would disappear that easily.
"So you'll be going home?" Jack stood on the step next to his niece.
"We should but I hate to leave the peace here."
"You're needed there. As much as I love having you and your kids here you're needed back in the big city."
"You will spend more time with us up there won't you?"
"You bet." He put his arm around her and hugged her close. "I missed your growing up. I won't let that happen again."
"Thank you for everything Jack. For having my back on this and all the other things in the past. I seem to forget sometimes that you were always there."
"Not when things got heavy."
"When I needed you. Don't ever think that I didn't know." Bosco walked out with his coffee.
"Morning." Seajae and Jack turned around.
"Morning baby." She slipped out of Jack's embrace into his.
"All's well on the home front I take it?"
"As well as New York can be without two of it's best crime fighters."
"We'll I guess we can head home."
"I'm going to miss you all here."
"We're going to come back Jack. As much as I love it here New York needs us too."
"And New York is as dear to you as this place. You need to be where your heart is." Jack smiled. "Gives me an excuse to head to the Big Apple. I'll tell Nico to get the plane ready to go." He went inside leaving Bosco and Seajae alone.
"Let's make this a habbit."
"Running from the mob?"
"No visiting here. I'm sorry we didn't do it sooner." Bosco hugged his wife.
"Every chance we get."
"I love you Bosco."
"I love you too. Let's get our kids and go home." They walked upstairs hand in hand. The love the Boscorelli's share brought family's and friends together and kept them together for a lot of years to come. They learned after all they have been though that love is what you make of it. And most importantly home is wherever their heart needs to be.