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Collision Course, Chapters 6-8

"Sasha ?" "Sasha ?" Sully reached out and put a hand on her arm. Sasha flinched at his touch. "Sasha, are you hurt ?" Sully quietly questioned.

" I… I… don't…. I don't.….. know. I…. I don't think … s.so."

"Does your neck hurt?"

"N..N.. No."

"Your back ?"

" No." Sasha whispered.

"Do you think you can move?"

Sasha shook her head yes as she sobbed quietly.

Sully turned to Davis who still had a blank stare on his face, only now it was accompanied by a slight frown. "Davis, help me."

"Huh?" Davis questioned.

"Help me get her out of the car so I can check on Bosco."

"Oh, right. Sorry, Sul." Davis moved closer to the door.

"Ok Sasha. We're gonna get you out of here, ok ?" Sully questioned as he reached for her left hand with his left.

"Ok." Sasha said, but she looked a little bewildered. Sully then reached down with his right arm and gently lifted her legs out of the car. With him holding one arm and Ty holding the other they managed to stand her up.

"Can you walk?" Sully asked.

Sasha gave him another bewildered look and slowly took a step forward. Together Sully and Ty led her over to an old tree stump about 10 feet away and helped her sit down.

"Ty?" Sully studied the look on Ty's face. In his current condition, he was going to be about as useful as a fart in a whirlpool. " You stay with Sasha." Sully ordered as he turned back to the RMP.

When he reached the door, Sully glanced in once again at Bosco. Nothing seemed to have changed. Sully slowly crawled into the RMP until he reached Bosco's side. He braced himself with one hand on the dash and one on the back of Bosco's seat and then leaned over Bosco's back. He frowned when he saw his face. His eyes were closed. And there was blood streaming down the side of his head and face onto his shirt. From what Sully could see, there appeared to be a large gash that began just above his left eye, crossed his temple, and ended just above his left ear. Then there was another cut across his left cheek just below his eye. The driver's side door was pushed in and Bosco's left arm was wedged between the door and his body. Sully couldn't really see his left leg for all the twisted metal.

Sully sighed and hesitantly moved his left hand to Bosco's neck to check for a pulse. He was relieved to find that his pulse was present and actually fairly strong. He leaned closer and could tell that Bosco was breathing as well. His breaths were a little shallow, but he was breathing. Sully relaxed a bit and let out the breath that he had been holding.

The sound of sirens caught Sully's attention. He backed out of the car and looked around. Several squad cars had pulled up. Ty had apparently snapped out of the daze he was in. He had retrieved a blanket from their RMP and wrapped it around Sasha. Then he had headed over to the soccer field to see if everyone there was ok. Sully directed several of the arriving officers to assist Davis and to seal off the area. Where was that bus? Sully was about to key his radio, when he heard the familiar Hi-Lo siren in the background. An ambulance was arriving along with several fire trucks.

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Kim surveyed the wreckage. From the looks of it, this wasn't going to be pretty. She only hoped that she didn't know any of the officers involved. She glanced at Doc hoping he would be civil if Bosco was here.

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Sully was happy to see Kim approaching. She was a quality medic and he knew she cared about Bosco. Doc, on the other hand, was a different story. He had been really out there lately. And he and Bosco had butted heads routinely since that incident with the murderer on Amherst Street. In fact, Sully and Davis had pulled them apart just a few days ago.

"What have we got, Sully?" Doc questioned.

Sully pointed to Sasha. "She's pretty shaken up, Doc. You might want to take a look at her."

"What about that guy?" Doc was motioning to the Impala.

"He's beyond help." Sully replied.

Doc proceeded over to check for himself causing Sully to role his eyes.

Kim gave Sully a questioning look.

Sully pointed to the RMP. "It's Bosco, Kim. And it doesn't look very good."

At Sully's words, Kim felt her heart sink into the pit of her stomach. She and Bosco had not always gotten along, but things had changed a few weeks ago when Bosco rescued her from two would be attackers that were posing as cops. Bosco took a few lumps in that altercation. So now, despite his not so cherry disposition at times, Kim considered him a friend. She hurried over to the RMP. Placing her supplies down beside the car, she climbed inside.

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"Sullivan!"

Sully turned to face Sgt. Cruz.

"What happened?" Cruz asked with a scowl.

Seeing the lieutenant approach, Sully hesitated until the man was close enough to hear the conversation. He didn't want to have to repeat this story.

"We were chasing this nutcase when he decided to take a stroll through the park rather than stay on the street. We followed him. He was headed right toward this soccer field and wasn't slowing down so Bosco cut in front of him to stop him." Sully replied, then nodded his head toward the mangled RMP as if to say 'and there you have it.'

Maritza Cruz suddenly turned pale.

"Sarg, are you alright?" Sully wondered if she was going to faint.

She shook her head yes, but no words came.

"How bad?" Swersky asked looking at the RMP.

"Bad enough" was all Sully knew to say.

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As soon as Swersky's car had stopped, Faith had headed for the soccer field to find Fred and Charlie. She finally spotted them sitting in the grass on the side farthest from the accident. She jogged over and knelt in front of Charlie taking him into her arms.

"Charlie, baby, are you ok?"

Charlie just shrugged and Fred spoke. "I think he's just a little scared."

Faith nodded.

Fred glanced over to the far side of the field. "Did you know those officers?"

"I don't know. I came over here looking for you two. I guess I should get back and see what I can do to help." Faith replied as she started to stand.

Fred reached out and pulled her to him. "I love you, Faith."

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Kim went to work quickly assessing Bosco's injuries. Besides the head injury and facial lacerations, his left forearm was swollen and was likely broken. His breathing was a little irregular, she assumed from chest trauma. Considering the way the driver's door was crushed in, he would surely have internal injuries and probably bleeding. His right arm and leg appeared to be ok. But his left leg seemed to disappear beneath a mass of metal. She grabbed his pants leg, but it would not budge.

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Jimmy walked around the two vehicles to survey the situation. Then he ducked his head through the passenger door of the RMP.

"How's he look, Kim?"

"We've got to move, Jimmy. He's not going to last long and his left leg is stuck."

"Let me take a look."

Kim crawled out of the RMP to let Jimmy in. He reached under the steering column, grabbed Bosco's leg, and pulled. Nothing. It didn't budge. He pulled again, but this time harder. The response that he got was not what he expected. The leg didn't budge, but Bosco let out a loud moan.

Jimmy looked up, but didn't see any movement. He slid back out of the car.

"Kim, I think he's waking up." Jimmy shouted.

Kim was back in the car in a matter of seconds.

Jimmy looked over at DK. "His leg is trapped. We'll have to take the roof off and then see what we've got." DK nodded and headed to the truck to retrieve the jaws.