Disclaimer: I don't own anything
Notes: Thanks to all who helped make this happen. I don't own Third Watch or Shania Twain though I wouldn't mind her body for like a week. Your Still The One is off her COME ON OVER CD. I love sappy I love you songs and I think Bosco and Seajae need some sap in thier lives.
WINTER STORM WARNING
PROLOUGE
Marice Boscorelli hated snow and everything that came with it. It seemed to fall harder with each passing moment he stood at the cabin window watching it. He turned to look at the half a dozen teengers huddled by the fire for warmth. He heard his wife's soothing voice trying to comfort them like she did thier kids when something was wrong. And there was something terribly wrong. The roads were closed. The snow kept falling. Not even thier cell phones were working. And somewhere out in the snowy, dark night laying in waiting was a killer. Someone wanted one of those six kids dead and risked life and limb to follow them up a mountian in the middle of Nowhere's Ville New York. Hunt them down and trap them. What the killer didn't know was that the kids were with two of New Yorks finest. Not some minor leauge camp counsulers. He felt the warmth of his wife's arms around him.
"We'll get out of this one too Maurice."
"Promise."
"Swersky will send help when he can. We missed the last two check in's."
"You were smart packing those hunting rifels."
"Let's hope he can wait for daylight to show himself."
"We should be in Hawaii right now."
"Who would of thought a weekend retreat would turn into a freezing hell."
"Come on Seaj. We're talking you and me here. Nothing goes as planned when it comes to us. We should of thought about it a little more before saying yes."
"He gave us an extra three days of vacation and we get stuck here."
"He owes us a month after this." Bosco looked out at the near whiteout condition outside the cabin. This is not the way this should of turned out. They were here to teach these kids a life lesson. A lesson in survival. Three days of chopping wood and walks in the woods. Not running though the woods dodging bullets and fighting for your life. Bosco closed his eyes and thought about seventy two hours back. It was a day he would play back in his mind when things got tough. Because it was the happiest day he had shared with his wife in a long time.
December 31st
Bosco watched Seajae walk down the isle. His Grandma Sylvia's dress hugging every curve of her body. Sully looked like a proud father with her on his arm. Both had tears falling down thier face. It was't like they hadn't done this before. This time was special. Everyone who loved and cared about them where here. Bosco looked around the small chapple and smiled. This is the way it should of been the first time. Kim, Alex, Kelly, Emily and Faith preceeded ahead of them. Bosco smiled. Got they were all so beautiful and Emily was all but grown up.
"You keep grinning that way Boscorelli your face will freeze that way." Caleb laughed.
"And this would be a bad thing?"
"All this beauty in one room. There atta be a law."
"We most of did something real special to deserve all this." Bosco's eyes never left his wife's.
"Yeah man we put up with the bad along with the good. I mean PMS alone gives us bonus points."
"Are you saying Emily going to collage was a good thing?"
"Not with my wife standing five feet away." They both chuckeled and Sully gave Seajae's hand to Bosco.
"Thanks old man."
"Don't let me regret this a second time Maurice." The tone in Sully's voice made Bosco smile at the man.
"You never have to again John." Seajae looked at the two most important men in her life and tried not to laugh. Only they would start a pissing contest in the middle of a wedding.
"Fight nice boys and lets get this over with...I need a drink." Seajae kissed Sully on the cheek. "You know I'll kick his ass if he hurts me."
"He'll have to stand in line." Sully went to sit with Tatianna, Ethan and Annalease. Bosco looked into Seajae's eyes and promised her forever. And this time he knew forever was a promise he could keep.
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Bosco held onto his wife's and lead her to the dance floor as the music started. Seajae couldn't help but let the tears fall again as Shania Twains voice floated though the room.
(When I first saw you, I saw love. And the first time you touched me, I felt love. And after all this time, your still the one I love.)
Looks like we made it
Look how far we've come my baby
We mighta took the long way
We knew we'd get there someday
Bosco wrapped his arms around his wife and everything in the room stopped but the two people in the middle of the room.
They said, "I bet they'll never make it"
But just look at us holding on
We're still together still going strong
(Your still the one)
Your still the one I run to
The one that I belong to
Your still the one I want for life
(Your still the one)
Your still the one that I love
The only one I dream of
Your still the one I kiss goodnight
Seajae kissed her husband as he swayed her to the music. The people around them stopped everything to watch them.
Ain't notihin' better
We beat the odds together
I'm glad we didn't listen
Look at what we would be missin'
They said, "I bet they'll never make it"
But just look at us holding on
We're still together still going strong
Bosco looked into his wife's shining brown eyes and made a promise to himself to make everyday as happy as this one for her.
(Your still the one)
Your still the one I run to
The one that I belong to
Your still the one I want for life
(You're still the one)
Your sill the one that I love
The only one I dram of
Your still the one I kiss goodnight.
Seajae wiped the tears from her eyes as Bosco wispered the last lines of the song in her ear.
I'm so glad we made it
Look how far we've come my baby.
And from there it was all down hill.
January 3rd
"Bosocrelli and Boscorelli Swersky wants you both in his office. NOW!" Bosco sat on the edge of his wife's desk. They both looked at Luitenant Christopher as he stuck his head in the door.
"Good morning to you to Jason." Seajae finnished the report she was doing.
"Afternoon. Swersky wants you..."
"I know. NOW!" Bosco looked at his wife.
"What did you do now?"
"He wants you too."
"We'll it's still something you did."
"We'll see. Get your ass of my desk. Your wrinkling my paper work." Seajae stood up and they both headed up to see what they did wrong this time.
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"Sit down." Swersky shut the door behind Bosco. Seajae and him both sat opposite the Capitain. "You both know the youth services divison is greatly understaffed. Well it's just lost two more of its grief counsalers due to budget cut backs."
"We're leaving for Hawaii in four days Capitain."
"And you will be back in three days."
"Back?"
"I need you do take a Youth Group on a two day survial retreat."
"Survival retreat." Bosco looked at Seajae and then back to the Capitain. "We're not trained for that kind of......assignment sir."
"I beg to differ. You both have all the training nessesary to deal with these trouble young people. You both took the foster care progam's teen corse and Seajae minored in phyc in collage. And basicly Bosco, your the muscle. Just your sparkling attitude should keep these mishapped youth in line."
"I gotta agree with Bosco on this Boss. I mean sure in theroy we can handle it maybe....."
"Seajae Boscorelli turing down a challange? Getting soft on me are you?"
"No sir, I'm just saying...."
"It's six kids. Fourty-eight hours. They all have problems but nothing Team Boscorelli can't handle." The Capitian thew six folders acrossed his desk. Seajae picked them up and fingered though them.
"Arson, assult, robbery? Sir how old are these kids?"
"Youngest is fourteen oldest seventeen. All come from a home where they lost a loved one in the last six months to a year. All rebelling and all need just a push in the right direction."
"A push of a cliff is more like it." Bosco looked at the top folder. The girl looked almost innocent. He flipped the pages and found out she was anything but. "Jesus Capitain this one tried to kill her brother by starting him on fire." Bosoc shook his head. "No way. I for one am not putting myself, let alone my wife in a cabin in Palookavill with a bunch of physco hormon raging teenagers."
"I'll give you three extra days of paid vacation." Both Seajae and Bosco looked up from the files. They could use a few extra days of R and R. "So do I have you two on board?"
"We need to find a sitter."
"Already done. McKenzie and Doyle have offered their services."
"Oh they have, have they. Did you offer this little assignment to them first?"
"No. But I ran it by Faith this morning and Doyle yesterday. They seem to think you guy's would jump at the chance to mold young minds to your way of thinking."
"You know how we think Boss. You really want them to be molded that way?"
"Well do the best that you can." Swersky looked at Bosco. "Keep your wife on a short leash Boscorelli. I don't want a lawsuit hanging over out heads when you get back. These kids were marked saveable by more then one agency so lets try and save them shall we." He gave them the 'Don't you dare screw this one up' look.
"Hey we'll do our best." They both got up and headed back toward Seajae's office. Bosco looked down at the files he was carring. "You think they come in cages or do we have to sadate them on the ride up?"
"I have a feeling they'll be wide awake and kicking."
"That's what I was afraid of."
Notes: Thanks to all who helped make this happen. I don't own Third Watch or Shania Twain though I wouldn't mind her body for like a week. Your Still The One is off her COME ON OVER CD. I love sappy I love you songs and I think Bosco and Seajae need some sap in thier lives.
WINTER STORM WARNING
PROLOUGE
Marice Boscorelli hated snow and everything that came with it. It seemed to fall harder with each passing moment he stood at the cabin window watching it. He turned to look at the half a dozen teengers huddled by the fire for warmth. He heard his wife's soothing voice trying to comfort them like she did thier kids when something was wrong. And there was something terribly wrong. The roads were closed. The snow kept falling. Not even thier cell phones were working. And somewhere out in the snowy, dark night laying in waiting was a killer. Someone wanted one of those six kids dead and risked life and limb to follow them up a mountian in the middle of Nowhere's Ville New York. Hunt them down and trap them. What the killer didn't know was that the kids were with two of New Yorks finest. Not some minor leauge camp counsulers. He felt the warmth of his wife's arms around him.
"We'll get out of this one too Maurice."
"Promise."
"Swersky will send help when he can. We missed the last two check in's."
"You were smart packing those hunting rifels."
"Let's hope he can wait for daylight to show himself."
"We should be in Hawaii right now."
"Who would of thought a weekend retreat would turn into a freezing hell."
"Come on Seaj. We're talking you and me here. Nothing goes as planned when it comes to us. We should of thought about it a little more before saying yes."
"He gave us an extra three days of vacation and we get stuck here."
"He owes us a month after this." Bosco looked out at the near whiteout condition outside the cabin. This is not the way this should of turned out. They were here to teach these kids a life lesson. A lesson in survival. Three days of chopping wood and walks in the woods. Not running though the woods dodging bullets and fighting for your life. Bosco closed his eyes and thought about seventy two hours back. It was a day he would play back in his mind when things got tough. Because it was the happiest day he had shared with his wife in a long time.
December 31st
Bosco watched Seajae walk down the isle. His Grandma Sylvia's dress hugging every curve of her body. Sully looked like a proud father with her on his arm. Both had tears falling down thier face. It was't like they hadn't done this before. This time was special. Everyone who loved and cared about them where here. Bosco looked around the small chapple and smiled. This is the way it should of been the first time. Kim, Alex, Kelly, Emily and Faith preceeded ahead of them. Bosco smiled. Got they were all so beautiful and Emily was all but grown up.
"You keep grinning that way Boscorelli your face will freeze that way." Caleb laughed.
"And this would be a bad thing?"
"All this beauty in one room. There atta be a law."
"We most of did something real special to deserve all this." Bosco's eyes never left his wife's.
"Yeah man we put up with the bad along with the good. I mean PMS alone gives us bonus points."
"Are you saying Emily going to collage was a good thing?"
"Not with my wife standing five feet away." They both chuckeled and Sully gave Seajae's hand to Bosco.
"Thanks old man."
"Don't let me regret this a second time Maurice." The tone in Sully's voice made Bosco smile at the man.
"You never have to again John." Seajae looked at the two most important men in her life and tried not to laugh. Only they would start a pissing contest in the middle of a wedding.
"Fight nice boys and lets get this over with...I need a drink." Seajae kissed Sully on the cheek. "You know I'll kick his ass if he hurts me."
"He'll have to stand in line." Sully went to sit with Tatianna, Ethan and Annalease. Bosco looked into Seajae's eyes and promised her forever. And this time he knew forever was a promise he could keep.
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Bosco held onto his wife's and lead her to the dance floor as the music started. Seajae couldn't help but let the tears fall again as Shania Twains voice floated though the room.
(When I first saw you, I saw love. And the first time you touched me, I felt love. And after all this time, your still the one I love.)
Looks like we made it
Look how far we've come my baby
We mighta took the long way
We knew we'd get there someday
Bosco wrapped his arms around his wife and everything in the room stopped but the two people in the middle of the room.
They said, "I bet they'll never make it"
But just look at us holding on
We're still together still going strong
(Your still the one)
Your still the one I run to
The one that I belong to
Your still the one I want for life
(Your still the one)
Your still the one that I love
The only one I dream of
Your still the one I kiss goodnight
Seajae kissed her husband as he swayed her to the music. The people around them stopped everything to watch them.
Ain't notihin' better
We beat the odds together
I'm glad we didn't listen
Look at what we would be missin'
They said, "I bet they'll never make it"
But just look at us holding on
We're still together still going strong
Bosco looked into his wife's shining brown eyes and made a promise to himself to make everyday as happy as this one for her.
(Your still the one)
Your still the one I run to
The one that I belong to
Your still the one I want for life
(You're still the one)
Your sill the one that I love
The only one I dram of
Your still the one I kiss goodnight.
Seajae wiped the tears from her eyes as Bosco wispered the last lines of the song in her ear.
I'm so glad we made it
Look how far we've come my baby.
And from there it was all down hill.
January 3rd
"Bosocrelli and Boscorelli Swersky wants you both in his office. NOW!" Bosco sat on the edge of his wife's desk. They both looked at Luitenant Christopher as he stuck his head in the door.
"Good morning to you to Jason." Seajae finnished the report she was doing.
"Afternoon. Swersky wants you..."
"I know. NOW!" Bosco looked at his wife.
"What did you do now?"
"He wants you too."
"We'll it's still something you did."
"We'll see. Get your ass of my desk. Your wrinkling my paper work." Seajae stood up and they both headed up to see what they did wrong this time.
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"Sit down." Swersky shut the door behind Bosco. Seajae and him both sat opposite the Capitain. "You both know the youth services divison is greatly understaffed. Well it's just lost two more of its grief counsalers due to budget cut backs."
"We're leaving for Hawaii in four days Capitain."
"And you will be back in three days."
"Back?"
"I need you do take a Youth Group on a two day survial retreat."
"Survival retreat." Bosco looked at Seajae and then back to the Capitain. "We're not trained for that kind of......assignment sir."
"I beg to differ. You both have all the training nessesary to deal with these trouble young people. You both took the foster care progam's teen corse and Seajae minored in phyc in collage. And basicly Bosco, your the muscle. Just your sparkling attitude should keep these mishapped youth in line."
"I gotta agree with Bosco on this Boss. I mean sure in theroy we can handle it maybe....."
"Seajae Boscorelli turing down a challange? Getting soft on me are you?"
"No sir, I'm just saying...."
"It's six kids. Fourty-eight hours. They all have problems but nothing Team Boscorelli can't handle." The Capitian thew six folders acrossed his desk. Seajae picked them up and fingered though them.
"Arson, assult, robbery? Sir how old are these kids?"
"Youngest is fourteen oldest seventeen. All come from a home where they lost a loved one in the last six months to a year. All rebelling and all need just a push in the right direction."
"A push of a cliff is more like it." Bosco looked at the top folder. The girl looked almost innocent. He flipped the pages and found out she was anything but. "Jesus Capitain this one tried to kill her brother by starting him on fire." Bosoc shook his head. "No way. I for one am not putting myself, let alone my wife in a cabin in Palookavill with a bunch of physco hormon raging teenagers."
"I'll give you three extra days of paid vacation." Both Seajae and Bosco looked up from the files. They could use a few extra days of R and R. "So do I have you two on board?"
"We need to find a sitter."
"Already done. McKenzie and Doyle have offered their services."
"Oh they have, have they. Did you offer this little assignment to them first?"
"No. But I ran it by Faith this morning and Doyle yesterday. They seem to think you guy's would jump at the chance to mold young minds to your way of thinking."
"You know how we think Boss. You really want them to be molded that way?"
"Well do the best that you can." Swersky looked at Bosco. "Keep your wife on a short leash Boscorelli. I don't want a lawsuit hanging over out heads when you get back. These kids were marked saveable by more then one agency so lets try and save them shall we." He gave them the 'Don't you dare screw this one up' look.
"Hey we'll do our best." They both got up and headed back toward Seajae's office. Bosco looked down at the files he was carring. "You think they come in cages or do we have to sadate them on the ride up?"
"I have a feeling they'll be wide awake and kicking."
"That's what I was afraid of."