Author Note: Well a new chapter updated in the same month! So I got back from Baltimore and my muse exploded and I was able to get this out with in two days! So I hope you like the new installment, and I'm going to keep it short. Boscogirl, once again I can't tell you how much you helped me. Thank you for listening to me and just, you're the best gal. Also those who helped me with some things, you know who you are, THANK YOU!
Now onto the story! Also some what spoilers for the beginning of 6th season.
Chapter 10 – A New Threat Rises
Morning was coming, and the sun would be rising in more then an hour as Faith let out a yawn and stretched her arms above her head. She had lost complete track of time it seemed ever since she found out about Bosco's disappearance. If somebody asked her right at that moment what day was it, she would be completely lost for she really didn't have a slightest clue of what date of the week it was.
She wanted Bosco to wake up for her, so she could begin understanding what happened to him and get the full story. But the doctor had explained that wouldn't be happening for a couple more hours. They had kept him sedated while they went in and fixed the kneecap that been completely destroyed. She was amazed in how Bosco was able to walk on it, let alone escape from those holding him captive and got as far as he did. You just never know how the body could handle pain, and how much you could endure when it came to your life.
Letting out a small sigh she felt rather guilty when she forgot to call Angela Rose right away and give her the wonderful news. Without even a flinch, John the Officer that had found Bosco volunteered himself and his partner to go get Bosco's mom. The more she was around the two officers, she couldn't help but see a little of Sully in John, wanting to take care of those around him. Kyle, she thought with a tiny smile, was very similar to Bosco. Would rather be out there doing something, instead of picking up parents, but then again he was young guy, couldn't really blame him.
Cruz had decided to leave some time ago, realizing there was no reason for her to be there. She told Faith that she would wake up early and tell Swersky about how they found Bosco. God knows they had almost cut it to short where Lt. Swersky would have taken control of it and they wouldn't have been allowed near the case. Logan had also disappeared rather quickly without even a word. Faith could only imagine if Bosco ever saw him again. She could see it now, her former partner would be arrested for murdering Logan after he got done beating the living shit out of him. Then again it took all her will power not to do the same, she could only imagine with Bosco's temper what he would do.
"Oh my baby boy."
Faith didn't even have to glance up to see who the voiced belonged to. Angela Rose was standing next to her son's bed immediately grabbing his hand into hers. The other hand began to stroke his forehead, as though this would some how take all the suffering and hurt Bosco had experienced and banish it away to some dark place that you could never retrieve back.
"God, he looks awful." Tears were beginning to form at the corner of Angela's eyes as she stood over her only living son and trying to figure what he gotten himself into this time. She couldn't figure out who would want to do this to her son, and what he had done to merit such abuse from another person. It killed Rose, for she was like any true mother that loved her child, and that was don't fuck with my kids. She was ready to take on anybody and if that meant the entire world so be it because nobody hurt her baby boy.
"Who did this?"
Faith didn't want to have to tell her, give her the news that they still had no freaking idea where to even begin to make those pay for this. "We still don't know, but we're going to find out." Faith allowed her eyes to travel back down to Bosco. "Where hoping he'll give us some kind of clue."
"You promise me Faith, you'll find out."
It was clear to Faith; Rose did not want the ones responsible to get away with this. She wanted their blood and those accountable to be charged and to never do this to anybody else's son or daughter. Faith never felt so uneasy in front of Rose, for she knew damn well if she or Cruz didn't find out who did this, Angela Rose Boscorelli would.
Sgt. Maritza Cruz walked up to the Precinct of the 55th, clearing the steps quickly and walking inside. She never felt so much relief after finding Boscorelli and knowing he was safe and sound at the hospital. Cruz kept thinking how it was going to go the wrong way for them that it would not be the happy ending they were looking for. Being on the job, you see stuff that would cause a normal person to go crazy and most of the time it doesn't go the way you'd really love to see it go. But for once, they caught the break, but what worried her was the fact that they were still out there, and God only knew if they would try something again.
"Hey, have you seen Swersky?" Asking a random officer, hoping they had seen him. He pointed up the stairs and she assumed he was in his office and that was her best bet.
Coming around the corner she could see somebody was sitting in his office, with the door closed. Swersky had his face set, not showing any emotion and give out any kind of reaction as to what he was hearing or thinking. Lt. Swersky's eyes caught hers and he waved her in, with the man turning around in the chair to see whom Swersky had wanted to come into the office with their meeting going on.
Cruz saw the man looking her up and down and a set of uneasy filled throughout her entire body. Not wanting to sit down next to the man that was making her feel uncomfortable she stood in front of Swersky's desk.
"Sgt. Cruz, this is Lt. Danny Mathews," stopping and took a hesitant breath, "he's I.A.B."
Looking down at him, wanting more the anything then to leave the office. I.A.B. and officers never saw eye to eye with one another. For many cops they felt I.A.B did nothing but go after the good cops and screw up by making their lives a living hell. Danny stood up and walked towards the door that Cruz had left opened as Cruz let her eyes travel and watched him like a hawk as she then gave Swersky a uncertain look. She heard the door shut behind her as she then questioned it,
"What's going on here?"
"Sergeant., we have something's to discuss." Danny said as Cruz looked between Swersky and the I.A.B. guy.
Senses came back to Faith as she realized she had fallen asleep right in the chair next to Bosco. She wasn't sure what had caused her to abruptly wake up out of her sleep till she saw Bosco's eyes looking around. Immediately she came up out of her chair and smiled.
"Hey there."
Confusion was written all over his features as he was trying to figure out what the heck he was doing in a hospital bed. Faith knew it was the medication that was playing havoc on his memories and not allowing him to figure out what had happened to him.
"Do you remember anything that happened?"
Bosco was completely confused. His mind had completely abounded him and left him alone and helpless, and not giving him any support to figure out what the hell had happened to him. When he tried to shift his body, he found that he had done something to merit a lot of pain and he wondered truly what had gone on.
Faith catching the wince she then put her hand on his shoulder when he tried to move around and get into a more comfortable position. "Don't move to much you have a few broken ribs." Allowing her eyes to travel down his body she then nodded her head, "Not to mention a lot of bruises that are covering most of your body."
Then as though lightening had struck Bosco he remembered the events that had transpired in the last couple of days. The men who had held him captive in the basement of what he finally had decided was hell and that he had died and that would be his life for eternity. He remembered escaping and then passing out before he could say anything to the officers that had found him. As his thoughts went wild going over all the events, he then looked at Faith. He knew if somebody would find him it would be her. Even though they had been on the outs, and their friendship looking for the worse she still came.
"So how did you find me?"
Before Faith could answer Bosco's question, Angela Rose joined the conversation practically dropping the coffee she was holding in her hand. "My baby, how are you feeling?" She placed the cups down on the table next to the bed and began showering him with kisses, as Bosco tried to fight her off but he finally just gave up.
"I actually feel fine, considering…but I'm sure it's just the meds." Bosco knew what awaited him when the medication began to wear off and right now he didn't mind being oblivious to the pain.
Bosco was rather annoyed that he couldn't get an edge in wise for his mother kept asking him more and more questions. Wanting to know if his pillow was fluffy enough, wanting to know if he was comfortable in the bed. He knew it was because she loved him and that it was for good intention and that his mother had worried about him, but he really wanted to talk about what had happened to him. At least warn Faith that Logan was a good for nothing traitor and the minute Bosco got his hands on him, he was going to kill Logan. But, before he could get on the topic Faith announced she had to get going that she would be back later. He tried to protest but his mother began pressing for him to go back to sleep and Faith was gone before he could do anything about it.
Glancing over at his mother as he just saw her mouth moving, but for some reason kept zoning out and without even realizing it, sleep came to him. His mother only smiled and picked up the remote and turned on the TV to wait for him to wake back up.
Faith wanted more then anything to fall asleep in her bed, and get some much needed sleep that everybody seemed to now be getting but her. Slowly she fished out her keys out of her purse and found her apartment key and put it into the lock but found that it wasn't needed. She stepped back for a second, knowing full well that door was locked before she went. You don't live in NYC without having 10,000 locks going from the top of the door all the way to the floorboard, and to have it not locked before you went, just didn't happen.
Pulling her gun from the holster that was on the back of her pants, she then opened the door slowly. She listened to see if the perpetrator was still in the apartment but when she was greeted with silence she began moving into the room. Treating the scene like it wasn't her home, she cleared the entire place making damn sure she wouldn't be surprised in her own place. Then she began looking to see if anything had been taken and she found the house had just been turned upside down, and it didn't look like anything was stolen.
That confused her as to why somebody would trash the shit out of her apartment, and not take anything of value. Her jewelry was in place, her TV was still there and as she began looking around for some kind of clue. Walking into the bedroom her hand turned the light on, for the blinds were down to make the room darker then most of the other rooms in the small apartment and her heart practically froze in place. There above her bed was a knife, keeping a note in place. She hadn't seen it first time around, for her mind was so focused on looking for somebody still being there, but to see this made every bone in her body scream.
She then moved towards it, getting on to her bed to read the letter. She didn't want to yet touch it, not wanting to damage any evidence that might be there from whoever did this and having the possibility to nail them. Beginning to read it, she kept her breathing steady.
"Dear Detective Yokas. You better have eyes in the back of your head because your not going to get away for what you did. Payback's a bitch and it's your turn. Which by the way, your children are beautiful, you wouldn't want anything to happen to them now would you? So you best better keep this note to yourself. Sweet dreams, Detective."
Faith was beyond shocked. Somebody was coming after her, but for what? Could it be linked to Bosco's disappearance and the note that Cruz had received after it had happened? If she remembered correctly and it been a while, that it said something similar in the letter. But this time they were threatening her kids and she didn't know what to do as a cop or as a mother.
Jumping off the bed and running to the phone, she dialed Fred's number, almost having to hang up for her fingers were shaking so badly. Pacing back and forth, one arm wrapped around her midsection, as she demanded somebody pick up.
"Hello?"
"Fred, where are the kids?" Her words came out so quickly and at first she thought he'd ask her to repeat herself for she was so frantic.
"Where there suppose to be, in school. Why, what's wrong?" Fred immediately picking up on Faith's voice, had hearing it enough to know that something was up.
"Look," taking in a deep breath not sure how Fred was going to take this, hearing this had to do with her job and that it might endanger the ones she loved the most, her kids. "Don't ask me a lot of questions because I can't even answer them, but you need to watch the kids. Somebody might be coming after them and I just…please Fred." Faith knew damn well Fred would do it, but that didn't mean he'd make it any easy on her.
"Is everything okay?" Fred asked, which surprised Faith more then anything not expecting this kind of question from him.
"No it isn't, but please just listen to me…I have to go, but take care of my babies." Without wanting to hear Fred anymore, she hung up the phone and put her head into her hand as she then placed it on the wall.
Bosco had woken up again and this time put his bed into an up right position so he was now sitting up. His mother going to get something to eat, and last time he checked some hot nurse was bringing him some food. Flipping through channels he was not satisfied with anything on at the moment. To somebody else it looked as though he wasn't even stopping long enough to see what the program was, it just looked like he was hitting the button nonstop.
Giving up and letting a frustrating sigh out he put the remote down by his bed stand and grabbed the water as somebody just walked into his room.
"I hate it when there's nothing on."
Looking over as he gulped some water and soothing his dry throat, he saw that it was John, one of the officers that had found him. Giving a little nod as he finished off his water and then put it back onto the stand.
"So where's your partner?" Bosco really didn't know what to say to this guy, and what he wanted.
"God only knows with him. Probably hitting on anything that has an ass."
Bosco nodded his head, knowing exactly what kind of position his partner was in. Trying to catch as much as possible before you hear the dreaded words of, 'your to old for me.' It seemed every night after work the guys and him would hit it up at the bars and see how gullible the girls would be, to letting them stay the night with them. It's really interesting to find out how many women are just as bad as the men.
"Hey I didn't catch your name."
John then took a few steps towards Bosco's bed and put his hand out to shake Bosco's. "Name's John, and my partner is Kyle."
"Boscorelli."
Bosco watched as John's face eyes widen up and he pointed at him. "I know you, well I've heard of your name before."
At first Bosco wasn't sure if he should ask. He wasn't sure how the hell John would know him, but Bosco knew if he didn't ask it would bug the crap out of him. "Where have you heard my name?"
"When Angel Mercy got all shot up, seems you like to get hurt a lot Boscorelli." John joked. "No I saw it on the news, and they pulled some of our guys to go help with the case, seems like you got the guys that did it to you though."
Bosco was one that really didn't want to talk about that incident in the hospital. That was the day he was suppose to be morning his brother, and some asshole who has a vendetta decides they need to try and take them out. It was a very touchy subject for him, but anybody would be to if they'd been shot in the ER and almost died.
He was just thankful for Faith taking care of it, although he didn't know most of the story and how it all went down. Most of what he knew was that Cruz had the guy in handcuffs and Faith walked in and blown him away. He never did find out what happened after that, if anybody looked into it and tried to see if they were lying about it.
Letting out a tiny cough and clearing his throat John then began speaking, "I wanted to see how you were doing, and if you could give me any information about what happened to you."
The entire time Bosco was waiting for this. He knew it was coming, wanting to know why he was out stumbling around in the darkness and looked like he'd been run over by a Mac truck. The officer had to now follow up on his report, and Bosco wasn't yet in the mood to do this, and not only that, he didn't have a lot of information to give John. Bosco never looked at the address of the house he'd been held at, and he sure is hell didn't want to go back there if he could help it.
"I'm going to be honest with you. I have no idea who did this to me, I'm not even sure I could pick them out in line up. But when I know something, I'll tell you, deal?"
John knew it had to be frustrating for Boscorelli. To know somebody is coming after you but not knowing who it is, and for what? As a cop you arrest so many people and break up so many fights it's hard to even count. The hard thing is, you don't know which one will sit there plotting revenge against you, wanting to take you out and pay for everything they felt they had lost.
"Well if you need anything, don't be hesitant to call." Handing Bosco his number, "Get better." Then nodding his head, John left Bosco's hospital room. Bosco just let out a sigh as he rested his head back on the pillow and looked out the window. 'This sucks.'
Faith had never been so nervous in her life as she found herself glancing at anybody near her on the subway. To her everybody was a suspect, and anybody that looked suspicious she found great comfort feeling the heaviness of her off duty gun strapped to her back.
Arms crossed as she moved from the subway station stairs and could see the 55th Precinct down the street as she then found her steps quickening as she crossed the street to make her way into her work. A squeal of tires caused her to turn around, but it was just a cop goofing off.
Going up the steps quickly she didn't really say much to anyone just made her way to the stairs of Anti-Crime. She wanted to see the note that Cruz had, to see if her hunches were correct. But where she thought Sgt. Cruz would be and that was in her office, she was nowhere in sight.
Not spending anymore time upstairs she went downstairs and the one person she wanted to talk to, walked right by her.
"Lt. Swersky." That got the needed effect for he stopped and turned to look up at her as she stood on the last step. "I was wondering if you could tell me where Sgt. Cruz is."
Faith watched his features as they changed into confusion. She knew it had to be weird for Swersky, to hear her asking for the Sgt. It just was common knowledge they hated one another and to be looking for one another was more like something like a cold day in hell. Then again it been a weird could couple of days.
"She's not here Faith, and won't be for a while."
'What kind of an answer is that,' Faith thought. She had no idea what Swersky meant by that so she pushed for more of a straighter answer.
"I'm sorry Sir, not sure if I quite understand."
"Sgt. Cruz has been suspended until further notice."
Then with that said, Lt. Swersky turned and walked away leaving Faith standing there. All she could think was, 'What the hell is going on?'
TBC…
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