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

CHAPTER FOUR

Bosco sat on the bench in front of his locker nursing his left shoulder. He winced as he rotated it up and down. Davis and Mathison walked into the locker room talking about the bust that went down about an hour ago. Davis gave a nod to Smith who was putting his stuff away quickly and then he looked at Bosco, "You okay man?"

"I'm good," Bosco said as he eased off his shirt to reveal a very bruised arm. Davis tilted his head back and looked his arm over, "That guy body check ya?"

"No...body checked Smith. I...got the lead pipe," he said wincing as he proceeded to take his vest off. He stopped and breathed in heavily. Davis was already half undressed, "Need help man?"

"Nah...I'm just restin'." Bosco sat there quietly starring at the picture that Alexa had drawn for him. He smiled thinking of the over energetic little blonde girl. "Later Bos."

"Later guys," Bosco watched them go and decided to try removing his vest again. He took in a breath as he slowly took his vest off. He bit his lip as he let the heavy vest fall to the floor. He sighed in relief closing his eyes.

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Faith sat on the steps in front of the police station. She quietly watched the cops walk out the building, no Bosco yet. She pulled out her cell phone and starred at it for a second. She thought about calling him, but she rolled her eyes as she got up. She'd just walk. He probably found a 'hot girl' and went out. He had probably just forgotten, on accident. As soon as she past the first rmp she heard his voice, "Sorry."

Faith turned slowly, not smiling. Her face softened when she noticed he looked sick, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," he said weakly with a smile, "Let's go home."

Faith walked beside him as they headed for his jeep. She watched him from the corner of her eye, "Are you sure...," Bosco gave a small chuckle as he interrupted, "I'm fine. I didn't mean to take so long...I'm sorry 'bout that."

He opened her door and she slid in, "No problem Bos."

He gave a small smile as he closed the door and went to the drivers side and got in. He started it slowly and pulled out onto the road. Faith was quiet half of the ride home and finally Bos said something, "I'm not okay."

"I know," Faith said glancing over, "But I was gonna let you be mista tough guy."

He gave a grin, "I lasted longer than I thought I was goin to."

"Yeah," she said, them both having a small laugh afterwards. Faith looked at him with bright eyes, "You wanna come up? I've got some left overs from dinner."

Bosco turned into the apartment complex parking and turned off the jeep, "I don't know if that's a good idea Faith."

"It's fine," Faith said picking up her bag and getting out, "See ya later." He rolled his eyes as he growled. She knew just how to make him feel like a heal. He opened the door grabbing his bag from the bag, "Ahhh...Faith wait."

Faith had already opened the door and was inside. He quickly opened the door, "Faith."

He shoved it open with a foot and hurried inside. She was already on the elevator. He hadn't meant it like that. He wanted to, but right now all he wanted was a pain pill and a bed. He growled as he hit the elevator button hard with his right fist. He starred at his reflection on the elevator doors. He looked down noticed how much his scar stood out tonight. The elevator dinged and Angela came rushing out bumping into him. He caught his balance and called out, "Excuse you."

"Whatever," she said rushing out the front door. He shook his head as he entered the box and stood there for a second starring at the buttons. He pushed three, he wouldn't bother her tonight. He'd let her be mad for a while then he would go see her. He checked his watched, it was almost two. He stepped off the elevator and headed for his door, G3. He looked down at his keys hopelessly. He licked his lips and he stuck the key in the lock and turned it. It clicked open and he turned the knob taking his key from the door. He flipped on the lights to his dining room and tossed his bag off. He stood there starring at his empty apartment. He nodded slowly as he began to shut the door, but he stopped. He shoved his keys into his jeans pocket and he exited his apartment and took the stairs up to fifth.

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Faith cracked open Alexa's door to check on her. She smirked at her sleeping form and closed the door back. She made her way back down the hall picking up toys. She had to fire Angela. She wasn't paying her to sit on her butt all night long. Her head shot up as knocking on the door began. It was either Bosco or Angela. Hopefully the latter, considering she just walked away from Bos as he was talking which was a pet peeve of his. One of many come to think of it. She put the toys back down and continued toward the door. She peeked through the peep hole, Bosco. She pressed her forehead to the door wishing he'd just go away, but he knocked again. She undid the chain and the bolt, then opened it with care. She remained quiet as his blue eyes reflected her own. He rested his hands on his hips casually, "Can...I come in?"

Faith didn't say anything, but backed up giving enough space to get through. She closed the immediately after and leaned on it, "What do you want Bos?"

"Are you mad at me for some reason...cause I don't even know what's goin on here," he said as he leaned on the bar. Faith crossed her arms, "No."

"Come on Faith...I didn't wanna come up because I'm tired and the left side of me is bruised up. I wouldn't be good company."

Faith shook her head at him, "That's not my problem."

Bosco threw up his right hand and huffed, "Cause I was late...I couldn't even hardly get dressed on my own."

"No...that's not it," Faith said a little more quietly as she looked down. Bosco watched her and he sighed frustrated, "Well you're gonna have to tell me Faith what I did."

"I just wanted to talk to you," Faith looked up, "...but you never asked about me or my day."

"That's it..." Bosco gave an amused laugh, "That's it...cause I didn't ask you how your day was?"

Faith looked down trying to hide the tears welling up in her eyes as he continued to make fun the way the old Bosco would do, "Next time I'll stop the world just to ask you how your day was."

Bosco always had a way with words. Faith wasn't asking for him to listen to all her life's problems. She just wanted someone she felt close too to ask how she was doing today, how she was feeling, because after the day she had just had, she needed that.

"I'm the one who got beat up with a pipe," Bosco was about to end the rest of his speech when Faith spoke up, "I talked to Miller."

Bosco stopped pacing and gave her a look, "Talked?"

"I had a bad day too Bos...you're not the only one," she said walked past him to her bedroom. She just had to get away from him. Miller had moved permanently to Chicago two weeks ago. Which meant he shouldn't be in New York at all. What in the world was he doing here. He watched her shut her door. Bosco swallowed hard and made his way down the hall and knocked softly on her door, "Faith..."

"Go away Bos...," she said weakly. Faith laid on the bed gazing up at the ceiling with tears streaming down her face. He ignored her plea and cracked the door, "Faith, I'm sorry..."

"I just wanted to talk to someone," Faith said as he entered and closed the door. He sat down beside her out stretched body. He remained quiet as she continued to talk, "He said he's coming back...to New York. He left Rita...he...he wants me back."

That made Bos cringe as he looked away. He wanted her back. Miller wanted her back. That meant no chance for Bosco. Bosco wanted a chance, he just hadn't made a move yet. Faith put her hand on her face to try to hide some of the tears. She was vulnerable right now and she hated being that way, "What do I do?"

Bosco looked back at her and felt his heart break into. He knew what he wanted her to do, but right now he didn't think Faith was in the same frame of mind. He laid back and winced as he turned on his left side to face her. He gently took her hand down and her wet eyes starred into his. He smiled sadly as he held her soft hand, "What do you really want Faith? Cause if you want Miller then...you have to go for it. Gotta fight for what you want 'member?"

Faith nodded and rolled over hugging his neck. He hurt like hell, but this might be the last time they were this close for a while. At this moment, it looked like forever now. He rubbed her back with his good right arm as she cried into the crook of his neck. He felt a few hot tears run down his own cheeks, but wiped them away before the fell. Faith had made her decision.

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Thanks for all the review ya'll. Appreciate all of them very very much. Chapter five will be up soon. Sorry this one is kinda short. Hope everyone had a good weekend. Anywhooo...love it, hate it, review it.

Thanks bunches,

Andrea