Faith awoke to a beautiful Sunday morning, the sun shining through closed blinds. She did not have work today, and she looked forward to spending time with Emily. It was hard, life without Fred and Charlie, but her relationship with her daughter had changed drastically for the better. They were not only mother and daughter, they were now friends. Faith stirred and slowly unshed the slumber from her eyes. She saw a note folded once on her side dresser, with the familiar scrawl of Faith across a sheet of familiar looking notebook paper. Curious, she reached over and opened the letter.

Faith,

Hey. I have some things that need to be said, although I've probably screwed up a lot of things between us, huh. I am a cop; I always will be a cop. ESU was short lived; it was then when I realized I did not want to sacrifice my integrity, believe it or not. Being a cop is pretty cut and dry, although there were some wild cases throughout our time as partners. 55 David has been, and always will be, our car. No matter whoever else sits in those seats, which will always be ours. It holds our memories, our arguments and laughs, internal struggles and late night conversations. You are moving on to Major Case, and I am incredibly pleased and proud to know that I was once on the same plane as you. Congratulations, Faith, you deserve it. I guess what I'm trying to say is that we will always have the 55th, and you will always have me. I'm not going away, not now, not for a long time. I guess I've become something that I had always taunted Sully for being. There is nothing wrong with sticking with what is comfortable, with what is right. And for me, being in New York City, preventing scum from overtaking my city, is what is right. Thank you for never underestimating me, always supporting me, and always being ready with "bells on". Until I see you again, take care, Faith. I know now that I can get through anything, overcome any obstacle, with you in my heart. Thank you Faith.

Bosco

The letter fell to the ground as Faith ran out of her bedroom, tears streaking her face. She had to leave, had to see him. What he may not have known, may not have realized, was that he was her faith. He needed to know that, that and so much more. He was her everything, the night she walked away from a boarded up 5-5 solidified that.