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Notes: I was kinda feeling sorry for Sully today and I thought about it and this is what I came up with. Please tell me what you think.

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Maurice Boscorelli stood at the top of the steps and watched the woman who was sitting in the squad room. She had been there since the start of the shift and it was nearly nine. As she tapped her pencil she stared at a point on the far wall. Bosco took two steps into the room.

"Can I help you with something?" He was a little worried about her.

"No thanks."

"Are you waiting for someone?" She turned to him and he swolled hard. Her eyes were hauntingly familer.

"No. Not really. You the welcoming commitee?"

"Just the hired help. And you are?"

"The new girl."

"Didn't know we were getting a new girl."

"Do the tell you everything officer......?"

"Boscorelli...Maurice...Bosco."

"Hi. Mallony, Miranda....Randi."

"So what shift are you working?"

"Third watch."

"When do you start?"

"Tomorrow. I was just sitting here thinking. I'm not breaking any rules am I?"

"None that I know of. It was nice meeting you Mallony, Miranda....Randi."

"Nice meeting you too Boscorelli...Maurice...Bosco. See you tomorrow?"

"Yeah, sure." Bosco headed down the steps and looked back at the woman. She was back staring at the spot on the wall. The woman wasn't the kind of woman Bosco usaully fell for. But something about her made him rethink his type. But it was her eyes that haunted him for the rest of the shift. They reminded him of something or somebody but he couldn't put a finger on it. Faith called him and he headed out the door thinking about the woman with the haunting eyes.

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"Bos?" Faith was poking him. " Have you heard one solitary thing I've said?"

"Not really."

"Head in the clouds or up your ass today?" He smiled. She was so good at needling him.

"Did you see the woman in the role call room when we were at the house?"

"The blond?"

"Yeah. She's starting tomorrow."

"Yeah, you talked to her?"

"Yeah. She looked...lost." He turned to Faith. "Something about her reminds me of someone but I can't think of who it is."

"Don't hit on her Bosco. I mean let the girl get settled before you scare her away."

"Have some faith in me. I don;t hit on every woman I meet."

"Oh yeah, if thier between the ages of eighteen and thirty you hit on them. Weather you know it or not."

"Faith come on. I'm past that stage in my life." Faith laughed.

"Whatever Bos, whatever."

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Miranda Sullivan Mallony say alone at the end of the bar. She knew she should of waited till the end of the shift and talked to the man she had waited nearly eight hours to see. But she got scared. She watched Maurice Boscorelli walk down the stairs and then fear had set in. An hour later she left the station and headed for the closest bar. At eleven thirty a group of people walked in. Randi looked up to see Bosco standing next to her.

"Fancy meeting you here Mallony...Miranda...Randi."

"Long time no see Boscorelli...Maurice,,,Bosco." She smiled. "Can I buy you a beer?"

"Never turn down a free beer." Randi motioned to the bar tender. "You want to meet some of the people your going to be working with?"

"Maybe in a little bit."

"You don't havet to be scared. Only my partner bites but she went home. So your safe."

"Okay. Thanks for making me feel..."

"All warm inside. I do that to women." He smiled. The door opened and two men walked in. Randi looked up.

"Who's that?" Bosco turned to see who she was talking about.

"Ty Davis and Sully."

"Sully?"

"John Sullivan. We call him Sully. You into old guys?"

"No." The two men got close and Bosco felt nials dig into his arm. He looked at Randi and there was fear in her eyes. He turned to see Sully sit next to him. The older man looked up and Bosco saw something. Turning back to Randi she was whiter then a ghost and he knew where he had seen those eyes before. They were Sully's eyes. The woman next to him had Sully's eyes. Randi turned around and headed out the back door. Bosco mumbled something and followed her.

"What was that all about?" Ty watched Bosco leave behind the woman who was sitting next to him.

"Beats me." Sully ordered a couple of beers. "With Bosco anythings possible."



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Bosco caught up with Randi half way down the block. He grabbed her harm and she came back swinging. He cought her arm and held her close.

"What the hell happened back there?" She relaxed and Bosco loosened his hold on her.

"Something I wasn't ready for."

"What?"

"Seeing my father." Bosco looked confused. "John Sullivan is my father Bosco."

"Wow. No kidding?"

"No kidding." She took a step back. "That must of looked so childish." Bosco shook his head.

"I understand. And I think Ty and Sully will too." He took her hand. "Let's go back. We'll do this right."

"Bosco...I'm scared."

"Don't be. If there's anything Sully needs right now it's something to hold on to. And if meeting his daughter thirty years too late will do that I'm all for it."

"I'm tweny eight."

"Sorry." They began walking. "Sully need a little good news. And I think your it."