Too Late?

Rating PG13 or R for violence

Beta note: I'm SO SO SO SORRY that this has taken me so long! It's not Viki's fault it's totally mine! I've been so busy with school and the holidays! Please forgive me and enjoy this wonderful chapter by Viki! Thanks!

Chapter 2

Bosco looked at Jeffery.

"We are on an island. You took me to an island.
You sick bastard. You're not going to get away with this."
Bosco said, as he started to run as fast as he could.
He knew that there was no way that he could get off this island, but he had to try.

Jeffery laughed as he ran after Bosco. "Where do you think you are going?"

Bosco just ran as fast as he could... He didn't know where he was going, but
he had to get away from Jeffery. But before he could get far, he felt someone
grabbing a handful of his hair, pulling him backwards. "That wasn't very
good of you to do that. I don't like when you are misbehaving."

"I don't like being kidnapped so we are even." Bosco yelled, as Jeffery was
dragging him towards the place, still having a grip on Bosco's hair. Jeffery
kept pushing Bosco into things. Bosco cried out, but it was no use.

Jeffery then opened the door, and threw him on to the ground, and started
to kick him in the side, over and over again.

Jeffery looked into Bosco's eyes, and could see that there was a fear in his
eyes, but not enough. Bosco didn't fear him like the other ones did. Bosco
still had this attitude. But that will change.

"It's time to take you back to your room,"

He placed the blindfold over Bosco's eyes, and tied it behind his head. He
could see that Bosco's whole body was tensing up, the minute that he put the
blindfold on.

"You hate this, which is why I love it!" Jeffery said, with a grin, as he roughly
grabbed a hold of Bosco.

Bosco hated feeling this way. He hated not being able to do anything. He
could feel Jeffery hitting him where he was stabbed when they were at the
other place, he doesn't even know how long ago that was.

Was it a few days, weeks or months?

He then felt being dragged to another room, and was throws onto the ground,
and kicked in the side.

"Ahh…" Bosco yelled. Jeffery laughed. "That what I
like to hear."

Jeffery then took the blindfold of Bosco. "I almost forgot
something." Jeffery said, with this grin on his face, as he closed the door.

Jeffery returned a few minutes. "Put this on." Jeffery yelled, as he threw
it at Bosco. "How the hell am I suppose to put that on, I'm handcuffed
remember?"

Jeffery kicked him in the stomach making Bosco fall onto the ground. "I've
had enough of your attitude; I gave you a nice bed to sleep in, but not
anymore."

Jeffery then grabbed a hold of the uniform on the floor, and then roughly
grabbed a hold of Bosco, who was still on the floor. "I'm taking you to a
new room. I was trying to be nice to you, but I see that you don't
appreciate what I did for you."

Bosco smirked. Jeffery then opened the door, and Bosco saw chains on the
wall. "No way in hell that I'm going to be going back there."

"You have no choice." Jeffery yelled. "There is just one little thing that I
changed. You can sit down on the floor where the other one you couldn't."

"What? You expect me to thank you?"

"No I expect you to respect me." Jeffery said, as he took the handcuffs off
Bosco's hands. "Now get undressed and put your uniform on." he said,
handing the uniform to Bosco. Bosco looked in shock. "It's like a prisoner's
uniform."

"Well you are my prisoner, aren't you?" Jeffery said, with a laugh. "It even
has your name on it."

"You are sick." Jeffery grabbed a hold of Bosco and jumped him, making him
fall onto the ground. He then started to kick and punching Bosco over and
over again. "Ahh.." Bosco yelled.

Jeremy then grabbed Bosco's arm. "Ahh.." Bosco yelled again in pain.

"I don't care. Now put it on." Jeffery yelled, as Bosco got undressed and
put the uniform on. He didn't want to do it, but he didn't know what else he
could do.

Jeffery then moved Bosco against the wall. "Sit down." he yelled.

"What if I don't?"

Jeffery pulled out a gun. "You do what I say or I'll kill you right here."

Bosco looked at Jeffery fear in his eyes. "Why don't you kill
me?"

"Because this is so much more fun... You are like nobody I have ever met.
Most people would have gave it by now, you won't. But you see I know that
you are lying, I know that you fear me, but you don't want to show it. I
will break you." Jeffery said, as he grabbed the chains, and put them over
Bosco's wrists. He did that twice. He then stretched Bosco's arms, and
purposely hurt Bosco's left arm that was clearly broken.

"Ah… "Bosco yelled, not being able to handle the pain. Jeffery laughed. "It
looks like I finally was able to hurt you."

"It's only a broken arm. It's nothing."

Jeffery laughed. "I think you have more than a broken arm?"

"Can't you think of anything more original to do?" Bosco yelled. "You
chained me like this how many times, and I'm still the same person as I was
before this."

"Really?" Jeffery laughed. "Because you don't look like it. You look like
someone who has been through hell. Or wait you are in hell right now."

"You can't hurt me." Bosco yelled, trying as hard to stay strong, it was
his only way to survive. Jeffery touched Bosco's face. "I can't hurt you?
Is that a challenge?"

"Let me see… how can I do this." Jeffery said, pacing around the room. "I
know how." Jeffery said, as he grabbed a blindfold.

"Let see what I can do now." Jeffery said, as he put the blindfold over
Bosco's eyes. "This is so much fun; you won't even know what I'm doing to
you. You won't be able to stop it."

"No…" Bosco screamed. Jeffery placed his hand over Bosco's mouth. "Shh….
this is only going to hurt for a few minutes." Jeffery said. Bosco struggled
to get out of his bounds, but there was nothing he could do. He could feel
the knife going into his skin. He could feel Jeffery pulling the restraints
harder and harder until he couldn't handle it anymore. Until Bosco yelled
out in pain.

"Now… what should I do now?" Jeffery yelled, as he kicked Bosco in the
stomach. "Need water." Bosco yelled.

Jeffery laughed. "No, you're not getting anything from me. No food or water
for you. You have lost all your privileges that you got before." he said,
as he cut Bosco's bottom lip, it then started to bleed, slitting the lip
open.

"Don't worry; you're not going to die. Just a little cut."

Bosco felt something being shoved into his sore mouth, as soon as the cloth
touch Bosco's lip that was bleeding, Bosco felt more pain. The more that
Jeffery shoved it in the more pain Bosco felt. Bosco tried to spit it, but
Jeffery just kept on shoved it more and more until he was hard for him to
shallow normally.

"Welcome to Jeffery's Jail. Where you can come, but you never leave."
Jeffery said, with a laugh, as he walked out of the room.

Help me, Bosco thought to himself. But who was going to help him? Nobody
would be able to find him here. He was stuck in this hell with no way to get
out of it.

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"I'm here to see Amanda." Faith said, as she walked up to the receptionist.

"There is a woman with her right now. She has been coming here every day for
the last few weeks."

Faith walked towards Amanda's room and saw Rose sitting on the bed with
her.

"Rose."

Rose looked up and saw Faith standing in the doorway. "Faith. Do you have
some news for me?" Faith shakes her head." I'm sorry. I just wanted to come by
and visit Amanda.

"I made a picture for Bosco." Amanda said. "Why doesn't he ever come see me
anymore?" Faith walked over to the bed. "Remember what we talked about,
Bosco is…He's missing."

"The bad man has him. Is he hurting him?" Amanda cried. Rose looked at
Amanda. "Maurice wouldn't want you to worry about things like that. He would
want to just work on your schoolwork."

"I miss him."

"I miss him too."

Amanda looked at Rose. "You must be sad." Rose wrapped her arms around
Amanda. "I am, but seeing you brightens up my day."

"I'll come by and see you tomorrow." Rose said, as she walked out of the
room, Faith followed her. " Rose."

"Faith, how are you doing?"

"It's hard." Faith said, as she sat down on the chair. "We need to prepare
that…" Rose shook her head. "No, I'm not going to listen to you say that
he isn't going to come home. He's my only son left; I'm not giving up on him
until they find his body. I lost one son; I'm not going to lose another
one."

"Rose, it's being too long." Rose looked at Faith. "Maurice always told
me that you didn't give up. Don't give up on him now."

"I don't want to. I want more than anything to have him come home, but I
just can't do this anymore, Rose." Rose looked at Faith, and hugged her. "
I know how hard this is for you."

" I remember the night over and over again. I should have did more to help
him, Rose. I should have protected my partner. "

"Faith..." Rose said, placing a hand on Faith's shoulder. "It wasn't your
fault." Tears started to fall down Faith's cheeks. "I just can't do this...
I just can't." Faith said, as she rushed out of the shelter.

Amanda walked out of the room. "What's wrong with Bosco's friend?" Rose
turned around. "She's just having a hard time right now. "

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Charlotte was in the locker room when Ty walked into the room. "You're the
rookie?" Charlotte turned around and looked at him. She tried to remember
everything that Jeffery told her.

"I worked in Boston a few years ago. I transferred here because my family
lives here and I want to be near them." Ty nodded. "Who's your partner?"

"Finney."

Ty nodded. "He used to be my partner, but that was before…." Charlotte
could hear the sadness in his voice. But she didn't care about that. All
cops were the same. They all destroy lives, like they destroyed my family. It
is kind of irony that she is pretending that she is a cop. But she had to do
this for Jeffery. She would do anything for him, she loved him.

"What happened, Officer Davis?"

Ty looked at Charlotte. "I don't know if you have read the papers about the officer that is missing. He is from this precient; he is one of the best cops out there. He is a tough guy, he can
handle anything. We're going to find him!"

He didn't see that way when I last saw him, Charlotte thought to herself.
If only you saw your friend now, he doesn't look like a strong guy to me.

"I'm so sorry to hear that."

"Me too." Ty replied, sighing as he looked at Charlotte opening her locker.

" I can't believe this." Ty yelled, as he run out of the room.

"Swersky." Ty yelled, as he walked up to him. "Why the hell does the new one
have Bosco's locker?"

Sully, who was walking down the stairs, walked up to
Ty. "Did I hear right?"

Swersky looked at the both of them. "I didn't want to do it, but I had to do
it."

"You had to do it. That's Bosco's locker. It has to be here when he get
back. He wouldn't want some other cop to have it. He's not gone."

Sully placed a hand on Ty's shoulder. "I want to believe it, Ty. But it has
been too long for him to come back. If only we were able to save him."

Ty looked at Swersky. "I'm not giving up, either should you? Have there been
any new kidnappings?"

Swersky shook his head. "No."

"So that mean that he still has Bosco alive." Sully replied. Charlotte,
who was listening to the conversation, knew that this wasn't good.

"I'm not saying that I don't believe it." Swersky said. "But we still have
to work, and I needed a new police officer. She had to take his locker;
there were no other ones left." Swersky explained.

Ty and Sully just looked at Swersky and walked away from him.

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Swersky walked into his office, and sat down on the chair. He looked at the
files on his desk. It was everything there was about Jeffery. There had to
be something that could help find Bosco. He couldn't be gone. He just
couldn't. What kind of cop would he be then? If he couldn't even protect his
own.

Help me... Help me.

Swersky kept on hearing Bosco's terrified voice over and over again.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. "Bosco."

"No, Bob, it's me." He looked up and saw his wife standing in the doorway.
He looked at her. "I thought…"

"You thought that your officer had been found. You can't keep on doing this
to yourself. You just can't. You look exhausted. You look like you haven't
slept in years. You have to let this go."

"You don't understand. This isn't just a case to me. He was like a son to
me." She walked up to him and wrapped her arms around him. "Bob, do you
think your officer would want you to do this to yourself? You said yourself
that there is no way that he is coming home. So just forget about this and
come home with me?"

"Are you Lieutenant Swersky?" a man asked. Swersky nodded. "How many I
help you?"

"I…." the man said, quietly. Swersky looked at his wife. "I'll be home as
soon as I can." She nodded, as she walked out of the office.

"My wife is gone now. You can tell me what's wrong." Swersky said, as he
sat down. The man was pacing around the room. "I shouldn't be here, if he…"

"Nothing is going to happen to you."

"Your friend, the one that is missing… Officer Boscorelli." Swersky
nodded. "Do you know something about it?"

"I was kidnapped and held for captive for months by the same person."
Swersky stood up and closed the door.

"Tell me everything that you know."

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"So tell me why he let you go?" Swersky asked. The man looked down at the
ground. "He didn't let me go. He thought that he killed me, that is the only
reason that I'm alive today, although I wish I wasn't. I'm not a cop
anymore; I'm nothing, just like he wanted me to be"

"Do you remember anything about what happened to you? Did he say anything
that could tell us where he has my officer?" Swersky asked. The man sighed.
"I can't…"

"I know this is hard for you, but there must have been a reason that you
come here." The man looked at Swersky. "I don't want him to hurt anybody
else. I don't want your officer to feel the way that I do right now."

"Okay then tell me what you know, so I can find him."

"All I remember is being…" The man stopped for a moment. Swersky looked at
him. "Take your time."

"I remember being chained up. He kept on saying to him that he was going to
break me, and he did that. That is why he tried to kill me because he got
what he wanted. He finally got to break me."

"How long were you his captive?"

"A month…" The man stood up and paced around the room. "But there is
something interesting that he said to me." Swersky walked up to him. "What
did he say?"

"He told me that there was this guy that he was going to kidnapped, that he
didn't need me anymore. He said something about this guy is different than
the others. That even when he break him, he was going to kept him captive
and…"

"He's going to what?"

"I don't remember. I only remember bits and pieces of that horrible
experience

"How long ago were you kidnapped?"

"A year ago."

Swersky sighed. "Did he say anything about this guy that he was going to
kidnapped? Did he say a name?" he asked. The man shakes his head. "He just
said that he has been watching him, and then suddenly he went away."

"Oh my god…" Swersky yelled. "He has been following Bosco for a year."

"Did he say anything about why he chooses that one?" The man sighed. "I
wasn't really paying attention, I was thinking about more about getting out
of there alive."

Swersky looked at the scar on the man's arm. "I'm sorry that you have to
think about this, I need to know anything that you give me. My officer is
serious danger, and I think he is more in danger than any of the others
were."

"I wish I could help you, but that is all I know. I want this bastard off
the street where he can't hurt anybody else." Swersky nodded. "I know me
too."

Swersky handed a card. "Here's my card. If you think of anything. Don't
hesitate to call me day or night." The man nodded, as he walked out of the
office.

Swersky walked up to an officer. "I want all the files on Jeffery. I want
everything that we had on Jeffery, anything that was found in his apartment.
I need to see everything."

"Yes boss."

Swersky sighed. There has be something that can help us find Bosco.

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"It's me."

Jeffery sighed. "What happened, Charlotte?" he asked. She sighed. "They
aren't giving up looking for him. What are you going to do?

"I know exactly what I need to do. I need you to come to the island. I need
to make sure that they give up looking for Bosco, but I need you to keep an
eye on him."

"What about my job?" Charlotte said.

"Don't worry; I'll make sure that you get back to town for your shift. You
know where to meet the pilot." Yeah" Charlotte said, as she hung up the
phone.

"Charlotte, I thought you would have gone home by now."

"I'm on my way now." Charlotte said, smiling. "See you tomorrow, Finney,"
she said, as she got into her car and drove off.

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"iHelp me, Sully. I'm here," Bosco yelled.

"I'm coming," Sully said, as he pulled out his gun, but then suddenly he was
back in the coffin.

"No..."

Sully suddenly woke up in a cold sweat. This time his nightmare was different.
Why can't he just forget about this? Why can't he just get on with his life?
He walked towards the kitchen, looking for something to drink. He needed a
drink; it was the only thing that was going to make the nightmare go away.

Help me, Bosco's voice was screaming with this frightened tone in his voice.

"Just stop it," Sully yelled out loud to himself. He went through his
cupboard hoping to find some bottle of alcohol that he left before he
sobered up.

Help me… Sully yelled, as he was stuck in the coffin again. But this time Ty
couldn't save him.

"No..." Sully screamed, as he throws the cups on the floor. He then grabbed
his jacket. He needed to get a drink.

Later,

It didn't know how long he has been staring at the beer, all he had to do
was take a sip of the drink and then all the nightmares would be gone. So
why couldn't he do it?

"Sir, are you going to drink that?" the bartender asked.

"I don't know. I paid, so why do you care if I drink it or not." Sully
yelled. The bartender sighed. "Do whatever you want to do."

"Now Officer Sullivan, why are you staring at your drink? I thought you'd sobered up." Sully knew that voice anywhere. He turned around and standing in front of him was Judge
Halstead.

"All I need you to do is keep an eye on Boscorelli." Jeffery replied. She
looked at him, and leaned kissed him. "Why haven't you killed him yet like
the others?"

"You know that I don't kill them for a few more months." Charlotte laughed.
"It has been a month, more than that. You would have killed him by now, but
you haven't. Why is that?"

"I need to break him."

"That's not the reason. " Charlotte said. "So why won't you kill him?"

"I have other plans for him. Things that I can't tell you. Just do what I
said."

Charlotte nodded, as she watched Jeffery walk away from her. She just hoped
that he knew what he was doing.

She opened the door, and looked at Bosco chained to the wall, with a gag in
his mouth. She didn't feel sorry for him. He deserved everything that he
got. Just like all the other cops that Jeffery kidnapped and killed. She took the blindfold off him. She smiled at him. "So it looks you have been a bad officer. He made you a nice bed. Is
because of you like being chained up?"

Bosco was struggling as much as he could, but the restraints were too tighten
to budge. He was stuck here, with not one but two crazy people.

Bosco mumbled through the gag in his mouth. He felt like he was going to
throw up. "No, talking. I'm not going to take the gag off. So you can stop
talking now." she said, as she tightened the knot on the gag. Bosco's body
jerked back.

"Did that hurt?"

She then touched his face. "You're a pretty good-looking guy" she said.

He moved his head away. She grabbed his face. "Don't you do that, just
because Jeffery is the one in charge doesn't mean that you don't listen to
me. How does it feel to be a prisoner? Do you feel like you are going
through hell? Well that is what happens to people when you stupid cops send
them to jail. Do you ever think of the family?"

Bosco started to realize why she was the way that she was, if he could just get her to untie him, he could get out of here.

She looked into Bosco's eyes. "I can see that you are thinking I'm crazy. I'm not crazy."

She grabbed a knife and waved it into his face.

"Do you know that I have seen your friends? They are all worried about you. The thing they don't understand is that Jeffery is never going to let you go,"

She placed the knife towards his face. "It would be better for you if you just give him what he wants."

She then got the gag out of his mouth just a tiny bit.

"You are a crazy bitch. You are letting your boyfriend kidnapped cops
because you don't like them."

Charlotte hit him across the face. "I'm the one with the knife here, so you might want to nice to me."
"You can't hurt me." She smiled, as she tightened the restraints.

She looked at the pain in his eyes. "What were you saying? I can't hurt
you."

She then hit in the chest, making him cringed. "I need some water."

"I can't do that."

"All cops aren't the same, Charlotte. I care about the people. I'm
sorry about your family."

Charlotte looked at him. "Don't lie to me."

"I'm not. Just tell me what happened," Bosco said, trying to reason
with her.
She laughed in his face. "You think I'm that stupid. Let's see you
want me to explain why I hate cops, and then you are going to say that you
understand. Then you are going to want me to untie you and take you
home."

"Well..."It's not going to happen," she said, as she shoved the gag back into
his mouth.

She then placed the blindfold back on his eyes, and tied back
his head. "I hope you have enough strength to endure all this because
Jeffery is just starting with you. You're not going anywhere."

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"So these are everything on Jeffery Banks?" Swersky asked the officer.
"Yes… this whole box is everything from his apartment. All there is
newspapers articles and pictures."

"Thank you."

Faith who was walking down the stairs looked at Swersky. "What is all
this?" she asked.

He looked at her. "I'm going to go through everything again
about Jeffery. I talked to someone today, and I think there is more to this
than we though before. He followed Bosco for almost a year."

"You mean before he was shot?"

Swersky nodded.

Faith looked at Swersky. "It doesn't matter how long
he followed Bosco, he's still gone."

"You really believe that."

"I have to. I can't do this, boss. I want more than anything for Bosco
to come through that door, but that is not going to happen."

"Don't give up on him yet."

"Boss, if this wasn't Bosco, if this was just some victim out there,
what would you tell me?" Faith questioned.

"I would tell you to not get personal. But this is different this is
one of our own. I know how much Bosco means to you." Faith sighed. "I think
about Bosco everyday. I look for clues everyday, but I can't keep on doing
this, I have to get to a point where I get on with my life."

Swersky nodded. "You have a goodnight, Faith." Swersky said, as he
grabbed the box and headed to his car. He couldn't forget about Bosco. It was
his fault that Bosco got kidnapped, and he would do everything in his power
to bring him home.

Later that night,
Bob's wife was walking down the stairs, when she saw him by the kitchen
table. He had fallen asleep while he was looking at some files. She picked up the file and saw that it was the guy that kidnapped that Officer where Bob work.

She walked over to the living room and grabbed a blanket and placed it over him.

"This case is really important to you isn't it?" Bob's wife said out
loud to herself. She had never seen him be this way before. She just hoped that he knew what he was doing.

"Night, Bob," she said, as she kissed him goodnight, and walked up the stairs.

The next morning

Charlotte looked in horror at the cop being chained to the wall.

"What are you doing?" she asked Jeffery.

"He deserved this" She looked at her boyfriend. "Jeffery, I…."

He looked at her. "Are you with me or you not? You know why I had to do
this; I know why you had to do what you did. I help you then, and you
are going to help me now. Think of all the families that were deserved
because they had partners who thought that they could do anything without any
back-up."

"Are we still talking about me?"

"Charlotte," said a voice interrupting her thoughts. She looked up and
saw Ty. "

You're going to be late for roll call."

Charlotte nodded, as they walked into the room, and took a seat.

"An officer was shot and killed last night from the 39 preicent."

"Is this the same guy that kidnapped Officer Boscorelli?" Charlotte asked. Swersky looked at her. FBI agent Agent Thomason walked into the room.

"I would like to ask that question, we have evidence that it is the same guy that kidnapped Boscorelli, which can mean one thing."

"That's he is dead," said an officer at the back. Swersky looked at
the officer. "That's not true."

"Actually it probably is, we have evidence that this guy left before
that shows that Boscorelli is gone."

"And what kind of evidence is that?" Swersky asked.

The FBI agent looked at Swersky. "May I speak to you outside for a moment?"

The agent looked at Swersky. "Don't you ever talk to me like that?"

"Because you're an agent. Are you the same agent that didn't want to
search for Bosco anymore? Now because it looks like Jeffery is killing again,
you want to be in the investigation again."

"Your officer is dead, you need to accept that, Jeffery has gone onto
another person, he is going to kill again, unless we find him."

"So it is we now?"

"Swersky….," the captain said. "I want to see you in my office as soon
as you finished roll call."

Swersky looked at the agent. 'I have some evidence that Jeffery followed Bosco for over a year, but you wouldn't want to know about would you?" Swersky said, as he walked back into the roll call room.

Swersky walked into his captain's office. It was like going to the
principal's office. I guess this is how Bosco felt all those times that I sent him to see me, Swersky thought to himself.

"Have a seat, Bob."

Swersky sat down, knowing that this wasn't a good sign.
"I know that
you want to bring Bosco home. I wish that we could, but we can't. I can't have you talking to a agent like that, you should know better than this, Bob. You have been with the force for years."

"Officer Boscorelli isn't gone, I don't care what kind of evidence you
found, until there is a body found, he's not dead."

The captain looked at Swersky. "We have been friends for years, you are a great cop, but I think that you need to take some time off. I know that this is hard on you."

"Are you firing me?"

"Of course not. I just think that you should take a vacation, take your
wonderful wife away."

Swersky sighed. "You're trying to get rid of
me, because I'm doing my job? So what now you want me to go away and just
forget about Bosco, just like you all have."

"You have never been this personal with a case before, Bob. Don't start
now."

"A case?" Swersky yelled, as he stood up. "He isn't just a case. He has
been with this force for years, and how do you repay him by just saying that
he is another case to put as unsolved. I can't do that, I won't."

"Then I'm going to have you stepped down from your position, I didn't
want to do this, Bob, but you left me no choice."

"Then I quit."

To be continued