Thanks to all who have reviewed my fic. I know you're all true fans to Third Watch, and I'm glad to know there are so many supporters. As for the cliffhangers...that's how I like to write. It keeps everyone on edge and dying to read the next chapter, at least that's what I love when I read stories. Don't worry, it'll all turn out okay, and I'll soon reveal Cap's real name. Just to inform everyone, this takes place sometime after Bosco gets shot and wakes from his coma, so the injuries aren't helping any. Faith rides alone, but still works with Sully and Davis at times. Bosco didn't know that Charlie went to the school because Fred changed the kids' schools and Charlie ended up going there. So, just to clarify. If you have any suggestions or comments about the fic, feel free to include them in your reviews or email me at . Thanks again.


Faith hadn't heard from Cap for a while and she was starting to worry. She wished that Cap would call or even appear again. Sully and Davis were worried too; she saw it in their eyes. Cruz was staying out of their way; she was too busy talking to her buddies she had made after she got out of jail.

"Detective Yokas?" a man said from behind her.

Faith turned around and came face to face with Lieutenant Miller or John, as he wanted to be called. "John? What are you doing here?"

"I heard that a cop was taken hostage, more importantly Officer Boscorelli. I knew that he used to be your partner. I wanted to see if I could help out."

"As a matter of fact, we could use a few more bold cops. Cruz and her gang want nothing to do with it, and to be honest, I don't want her to either."

"What are you planning to do?" Miller asked her as they walked towards the school.

"I've rallied up quite a few cops who want to see Bosco come out okay, the kids too. They agreed to go inside with me. You in?"

"Are you sure that's the best way?"

"No, but it's the only way that these kids and Bosco will stay alive. Yes or No?"

"Yeah, who've you got?"

"Sully, Davis, Monroe, Finney, you and me." Faith sighed and turned from the school.

"That's it? Six of us?" Miller ran his hand through his hair. "God, Yokas, there's over a hundred kids in there, do you think that these few cops would do it? Let me bring some of my team in. By all means, you five lead, and I'd be glad to too, but we need more men than this."

"That would be great. How soon can you get them here?"

"How's 15 minutes, that's with NYC traffic included."

"It's just about rush hour, how is that possible?"

"Well, they're coming from different areas around the city. You'll know when they arrive." And with that comment, Miller left Faith standing there confused.


Bosco was still unconscious, but his head was swirling with thoughts. He was thrown back to when he was shot. He remembered being so furious that all of those bombings could've happened because of one man. Then he remembered Faith call out his name. He saw the shooters and didn't think of any thing but Faith. He jumped on top of her in front of the bullets. He felt the first three tear through his skin, one of them being the one that hit his face, but then after that he fell unconscious, then he died. He knew he did, it felt so unusual. He could hear everything going on around him, he could see himself lying on the floor, blood pooling around his body. He could see Faith crying and trying so desperately to revive him, then she did. He was thrown back into a world of dreams and pain. Then he remembered waking up. His body throbbing with pain, the joy on his loved ones faces, and the unbelievable looks on the doctors faces. Suddenly, back to the real world, he was jarred awake by a scream.

Bosco's eyes flew open, and he felt an intense pain in his knee. He then realized that the scream he had heard was his own. Cap was standing in front of him, a huge smile across his face.

"Welcome back Bosco!" He said cheerfully.

All Bosco could do was wince at the pain and groan. Cap wanted that to be his answer, but Bosco just didn't care what he wanted any more. He was tired of all the games that he constantly was playing and all the pain that he had caused. "Just tell me this."

Cap turned towards Bosco and raised his eyebrows, "What?"

"Who the hell are you? You know we'll find out sooner or later, so just tell us."

"My name is Gregory."

"Greg? Greg what?"

"Gregory Mann."

Bosco heard his last name and froze. A lump began to form in his throat as he questioned the man. "Mann? As in..."

"As in Donald Mann's brother. Now you know. Now you know what you took away from me. You, Yokas, Cruz, Davis, Sullivan, you were all there when my nephew was killed, then, when my brother tried to exact his revenge, you turn around and kill all his men. Then Yokas turns around and kills my brother. How more twisted can you cops get?"

"Wait, Faith did what?" Bosco asked astounded. She couldn't have.

"She killed my- wait a minute, you didn't know? You didn't know that Yokas killed Mann?"

"No, it's a lie. Faith didn't do that. They said they found the killer."

"Cruz didn't do it. It was Yokas. Yokas found out where Cruz went. You see, Cruz went to arrest him, then Yokas showed up. She shot Donald out of cold blood, or maybe for you. Cruz actually covered up for her, and Faith went along with it. She got the promotion and everything went away. Got it? Are you up to speed now?"

Bosco shut his eyes tight, trying so desperately to reject the fact that everything now made sense. The precinct knew that one of their own killed him, actually they thought that Yokas killed Mann out of self-defense. Bosco knew that Faith wouldn't have killed him for Cruz, she would've just injured him. "Damn."

Gregory shook his head in disbelief. This cop was more out of the loop than he thought. Bosco really had no clue what had happened those days he was in his coma. He almost felt sorry for him, almost. He still didn't care that he had hurt him, and he knew he'd enjoy hurting him more, heck, he still had to get to Yokas.

"Want to be uncuffed?" Mann asked Bosco.

"What? Are you serious?"

"Hey, if you don't want to be. It's not like you could go anywhere, with your knee shattered like that. So, you wanna or not?"

"Yeah...thanks." Bosco said unsure of what Mann was playing at. But when he took off the cuffs without hitting him, Bosco realized that Mann was serious about letting him be free.

"You try to escape...I'll kill you. Or one of them." Greg said as he jerked his head towards the kids. "I'm serious."

Bosco watched Greg leave, unable to believe that he could actually move from his chair. He looked at his wrists. They had shallow cuts on them and he finally rubbed his forehead. "Hurry up Faith."