Title: Starting Over

By: Andrea75N

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, storyline, or TW...um...come to think of it I don't own anything except my cat. Haha...Serious note: just being a fan don't sue me. Please.

Pairing: B/F ...later

(Kinda slow at the beginnin...it's gets better in the next chapter...almost done!)

CHAPTER TWO

Faith walked up the stairs into the new Camelot. Her new home from now until retirement, hopefully. She swallowed nervously as she opened the door. She stopped just a few feet inside and looked around. She had to smile, it felt like home, "Faith?"

Faith was brought out of her daze. She turned her head toward the tall man. Her corners of her mouth slowly moved into a smile, "Davis."

"Hey, so how are you?" Davis smiled brightly and he crossed his arms. Faith took note of the shiny metal radiating from left hand. Davis was married, "I'm good. I have a four year old daughter now...I'm, I'm just glad to be back."

"Be back? You transferred back to Camelot?" Davis looked surprised. He lowered his hands to his hips now. His forceful, but lovable side prevailing. Faith shook her head in disappointment, "Bosco didn't tell you?"

"Bosco knew?" Davis shook his head about to say something when he heard his name. He gave a nod to the rookie down the hall, "Comin. We'll ta...It's good to have you back Faith."

"Thanks Davis," Faith watched him go and then headed toward the Leiu's office. The guy was new. A lot newer than some of these rookies out here. As she walked down the hall among the various civilians and members of the P.D. she felt familiar eyes and yet some unfamiliar eyes starring her down. She swallowed hard, at one time she didn't have to prove herself to this precinct. Now, she did, again. Her blood, sweat and tearful stories weren't enough to gain respect anymore. With her previous co-workers she had retained that privilege. The total and full respect she had earned even while dealing with Miller and his deceitful ways. She raised a fist and paused thinking of what to say, she knocked exactly three times and stepped back half a foot.

"Come in!"

Faith opened the door and closed it briskly after stepping into his office. He stood up with a smile. He looked nice and young. Maybe a little too young, "Detective Faith Yokas, I presume."

She nodded as she shook his hand matching the firmness of his grip, "Leutinit Allen Steiner, sir."

"Have a seat," they both sat back down in their seats and starred at each other for a brief second. It wasn't because of any sparks or chemistry. It was sizing each other. Common. He gave a smirk as he looked down as his desk full of files, "I've heard a lot about you Detective. Good things. I'm glad to have you back in this precinct. I think you'll be a good asset to a lot of the rookie detectives here."

"I hope so sir." She gave a polite smile nodding briefly. He looked at her with his head slightly angled in question, "Miller does make individual stops for certain cases. You know this right." He then continued at her nodding, "Yes sir, and no it won't be a problem."

"Good," Steiner looked back down at a file, "Now, for the first few weeks I'm going to pair you Detective Beckham. In two weeks he'll be retiring, so that will leave you to his rookies to train. He'll show you around, the ropes, stuff like that. Things have changed, somewhat, since you've been gone though."

"I understand that sir, and I want you to know that I'm fully dedicated to making it work," Faith said calmly. She was trying to put her 'best foot forward'. He nodded in response, "Good. Let's go meet your new partner."

Faith nodded giving a sad smile, she was thinking about Bosco. She hadn't seen him yet, but she actually hadn't really even looked. She was pretty sure if Davis saw him then he knew. Faith stood up and followed out the door and down the hall.

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Davis stood outside with his new rookie, Steve Mathison and Bosco and his rookie, Pete Smith. The precinct had gotten five new rookies and at least thirteen different transfers. The new Camelot was basically bran new. Bosco sipped on his coffee listening to Davis and Smith laugh about some hooker he and Mathison had picked up a few days ago. Mathison was reading some kind of manual. Bosco sighed heavily. He wasn't listening per say, but just smiling and nodding every little bit. He was thinking about Faith. He hadn't seen her yet. She did say that she was starting today, right? He thought so, he could have been wrong. Davis brought him back to the present, "Let's get to work Mathison."

"Sure thing."

Bosco gave a nod to Davis as they got in their rmp. Smith starred at Bosco for a second, "You alright?"

"Fine. Let's go," Bosco motioned toward the car. Bosco opened the driver door and started to get in when he heard a familiar voice. He looked up. Faith and Beckham were making their way to his vehicle. Faith met his eyes. Bosco gave a small smile instantly. He raised a hand and gave a small wave. She gave a big smile in return and headed off in her partners direction. Bosco rolled his eyes as he shook his head, 'Moron.' 'Waving like an idiot.'

He sat down hard in the seat and turned the ignition hard. Smith watched him closely, "You know her?"

Bosco nodded, "Yeah...long time ago...we um..."

Smith was intrigued now, "You two were 'close'?"

Bosco whipped his head around to him, "We were partners. That was before she was promoted."

Smith held back a smile. He had hit a nerve, 'whoops.'

Smith wasn't the nice guy type. Truthfully, he and Bosco never got along. They were always arguing over something. Smith was feeling gutsy today though, "You two ever..."

"If you want to live, I suggest you shut it."

Smith nodded, "Hey I'm just trying to make conversation man."

"Well, don't." Bosco sighed heavily as the call came over the radio. He picked up the mic, "This is 5-7 Jeremy, on route to 10-24."

"Copy that 5-7 Jeremy." Bosco sighed once more as Smith flipped on the lights. Another wonderful day.

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Faith sighed heavily as she finally reached the stairs of the apartment complex, 'Thank God.' She waddled up the stairs trying to shuffle two sacks of groceries, her backpack from work, and her purse. She rolled her eyes realizing her keys were in her purse which was on her right arm which was behind the two sacks and tangled with the backpack, "This is not my day."

Bosco came around the corner from the parking area shuffling his duffle. He smiled automatically seeing Faith. He chuckled silently watching her try to maneuver her way to her purse. At that moment he realized her hair was longer and she had lost some weight. He swallowed back the butterflies, he shouldn't have those for Faith. Faith was his best friend...or was she? After all the things that were said and the way they had treated each other. The way he had treated her in particular. It took a few years of not seeing her to realize her side of the situation. He climbed the steps behind her just as she turned in the opposite direction, "Bosco."

"Hey," he smiled softly, "Do you need help?"

"Yes," she said with a sigh. He took her bags and watched her dig thru her purse. She rolled her eyes, "Angela has my keys."

"Who's Angela?" Bosco said switching the weight to the other leg. He noticed that Faith had developed a habit of talking with her hands now. If she done it before he honestly hadn't noticed, but it was cute, he liked it, "She's my babysitter. She stays with Alexa until I get home."

"Well, use my keys their in my front pocket," he said turning his left hip to her, "It's the key with blue marker on it."

She looked down at his hip and hesitated. He stepped closer to her, "My pants aren't going to bite."

She looked up at him and he instantly felt stupid. He saw she was embarrassed. She hadn't seen him in five years and now here she was feeling around in his pants. He had to focus on something else when her hand came into contact with his hip. This wasn't a good idea. She pulled out the keys, "Blue."

"Yeah...," he said thankful she found them. He didn't realize his pockets were that deep and his pants that tight. Faith let out a silent breath trying to cool herself. She knew her cheeks were pink, she could feel the heat filling them. She held the door open as Bosco stepped in. He pressed the elevator button and Faith began to take back the sacks, "I've got 'em."

"You live on 3rd Bosco, it's out of your way," Faith said rubbing Bosco's NYPD key chain between her fingers. Bosco shook his head, "No it's not."

They held their gazes until the elevator dinged. Faith jerked her head away and stepped into the metal box followed by Bosco. Faith pushed 5 and away they went. Of course, it felt like slow motion. Bosco made a face as he moved his right shoulder to get his bag situated. Faith glanced at him, "I can take one of those."

"It's good Faith," he said calmly. The truth was, it wasn't. He and Smith were after a perp today and the guy whacked him with a lead pipe on the right shoulder. He just now realized what shoulder he adjusted his bag to when he took her groceries. He wasn't about to tell her though. Faith shrugged, "The thought counts."

He laughed as they both walked off the elevator and he followed her to her apartment door. She knocked on it. Bosco and Faith waited silently, again. They definitely had the 'no talking' policy down. They door flew open, "You're late."

"Nice to see you too Angela," Faith said stepping out of the way as she flew out of the apartment. Angela nodded, "Next time, be on time. I had plans for which now I'm late."

Faith shook her head watching the elevator door close, "If I knew anyone else, she would be out of here."

Bosco huffed, "I woulda fired her anyways."

Faith looked back at him, "You wanna come in...see the place?"

Bosco looked surprised, "What about Alexa? I don't wanna wake her."

"She sleeps like a rock, come on, like old times huh?"

Faith smiled softly at him waiting for him to say yes or no. It was simply. No excuses, just yes or no. Bosco nodded, "Sure. I mean you have my keys and I have your groceries..."

"Yeah," Faith started to entered but stopped, turning around causing him to just about run into him, "If you want to. I don't want it to be an inconvenience to you."

"No, it's not, Faith," Bosco said as he followed her the dimly lit apartment. Faith shut the door quietly and locked it behind them.

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Next chapter soon. Sorry it took so long ya'll...Don't ya hate it when life gets in the way! Love it, hate it, review it! Thanks.