July 15th, 2004
Even though the whether was hot and sticky, Maurice wasn't complaining. He loved seeing Sasha strut around her apartment in as little as clothes as possible. Maurice loved that.
"Do you have everything?" Sasha asked her sister. Monique nodded as she looked around the apartment.
"I think so." She sighed deeply, "I hate to leave here. I love it."
"It's time for you to be on your own." Sasha smirked, "And time for me to relax from the two of you."
"Jee, thanks." Monique rolled her eyes.
"You know what I mean." She said wrapping her arms around her baby sister. "I'm so proud of you."
"Me too." Maurice smiled. Monique pulled away and looked at him.
"Thanks." She chuckled, "I'll give you a call when we get there."
"I'll be waiting by the phone." Sasha sighed.
"unfortunately I believe that." Monique gave a final wave as she left. Sasha's lip quivered as she closed the door. Maurice sighed deeply.
"Don't you dare start crying, Monroe." He said. Sasha shook her head and looked at him.
"I won't." She swipped at her eyes and went into the kitchen. She wasn't a very good liar. "Maybe you should-"
"Move in? No." He said. Sasha shot him the nastiest look over her shoulder.
"That was not what I was going to suggest, Maurice Lewis." She snapped.
"Ooh, the middle name thing." He chuckled walking up behind her. Mikey and he knew they were in trouble when their mother used their middle names.
"I was going to say since you're here a lot and have a key to my place, why don't you like…have a drawer." She said.
"A drawer is a big step." Maurice said. Sasha turned around.
"I'm drawer step ready." She said, "Are you?" Maurice thought about it for a moment. He had never really had a drawer at a girl's place before. He nodded.
"As long as the drawer is in your place, I'm ready." He said. Frankly, he would have said anything to make her stop crying. He hated seeing girls cry. Sasha looked at him and smiled.
"Are you serious?" She asked him. Maurice nodded.
"Of course I am. It's not like you're proposing to me." He winked playfully. He leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah." She sighed deeply as she plopped down on the couch, "I knew she would have to move out one of these days. I'm just going to miss them."
"You're going to see them again." he said sitting next to her. Maurice wrapped his arm around her shoulders. Sasha snuggled into him.
"Thank you for everything, Maurice." Sasha said. She wasn't sure what she would do if she didn't have him. Yes Monique was bound to move out sooner or later, but it was nice to have someone she could lean on during it.
July 29th, 2004
Maurice stared at the front of the roll call room. He wasn't paying attention to was Lue was saying, but it couldn't be very important. If it was he would have said Guys, I have something important to tell you. At least that's what Maurice's reasoning was.
"You ready?" Ty tapped his shoulder.
"huh?" Maurice looked at him. Ty laughed.
"We're ready to go onto the road." He said. Maurice nodded and got up. "what's weighing on your mind?"
"Well, you know…women." Maurice said as he followed his partner out. Ty snickered.
"Is there a particular woman? Like of the dark persuasion?" He asked. Maurice rolled his eyes.
"Can I help it?" He asked, "You know how great she is."
"Well, I know how great she is at work but in other areas…I don't." He said walking outside.
"Thank god for that." Maurice said opening up their car, "I have a feeling today will be a good day."
"You just jinxed us man." Ty muttered.
Maurice had his back pressed against the wall. His gun was held tightly in his hand. They were jinxed. They always were it seemed.
"I hear a baby crying." Maurice whispered.
"No shit." Ty glanced into the convenient store. A woman was sitting on the floor with a child in her arms. A masked man had a gun pressed to her head.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." Maurice muttered under his breath. He wasn't one to loose his cool, but this situation wasn't the best. He could admit that much.
"We need to call for back up." Ty said. Maurice shook his head.
"No. We have the situation under control." He said. Ty stared at him in disbelief.
"No we don't. A woman has a gun against her head. That isn't under control." Ty whispered.
"This is the NYPD. Drop your weapon." Maurice called out. Ty winced. He shouldn't have done that. The man started to laugh.
"How many of you are there?" He asked.
"Seventeen." Maurice said, "What's your name son?"
"Al Capone." He said. Maurice looked at Ty.
"You got us in this mess, get us out now." Ty said. "I will give you five minutes and then I'm calling for back up."
"Talking like a true partner of mine." Maurice smiled, "Well, Al, my name is Maurice Boscorelli."
"Boscorelli. I've heard about you." Al said, "You're an asshole."
"That's right I am." Maurice said. "Let the woman and child go. I'm sure this lovely clerk there will give you whatever you want."
"I will. Have the money." The clerk said. The robber glanced at him.
"Trust me, Al." Maurice said, "Let's say in the future you were to get caught. You'll get a lot less time for armed robbery than for murder."
"I realize that." Al said.
"Don't screw your life up." Maurice said, "He's offering the money to you." Maurice stood in the door way, putting his gun on the ground, "I'm unarmed."
"I just want the fucking money and to get home." Al said. Maurice looked at the clerk.
"Put your hands up and slowly open the door. Let our buddy, Al, here go behind the counter and take the money. I want to see your hands the entire time, all right?" Maurice asked. The Clerk nodded. The last thing Bosco needed was some Clerk's brain all over the wall because he wanted to save the day. The clerk opened the drawer and held his arms up, "Very good. Now, Al, just grab the money and leave."
"That's it?" Al asked. Maurice nodded.
"That's it." he said. Al walked behind the counter and grabbed a bag. He put the money into it and came back around, "Can I leave?"
"Of course." Maurice said, "I just want these people safe." Maurice stepped aside. Al smiled.
"Great." He bolted outside just as Maurice stuck his foot out. Al went flying and landed on the ground with a thud.
"You're a fucking idiot." Maurice dug his knee into his back as he slapped the cuffs on him.
"You said I could go!" Al said.
"You said yourself that I was an asshole. You should have believed it." Maurice said yanking Al back to his feet, "And the AL Capone thing…Very original. Davis, give the clerk back the money."
"Good job, Bosco." Ty smiled, impressed. Maurice shrugged his shoulders.
"All in a days work." He said putting the robber into the back of their cruiser.
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