--Twelve--

When the cops came, it took them a while to pry Bobby away from Rachel. He did not want to let her go and he wasn't, he was struggling to hang on to her as long as he could. They had five cops, plus Jerry and Angel holding him down while the CSI's took pictures and put her in a body bag. Bobby was hysterical.

Bobby finally calmed down after twenty minutes. They were all sitting on the steps, except for Jack. He was over by the ambulance getting his arm looked at.

"You have a daughter, Bobby?" Jerry asked breaking the silence.

He looked at him and nodded, then looked back at the body bag Rachel was in, not taking his eyes off of it. "Yeah, Rachel told me the other day. Her name is Haley, she's eight, and she lives in New York with Rachel's aunt."

"Wow, Bobby… man." Jerry couldn't believe it.

A few minutes later, Green walked over to them and said "Look, I'm really sorry, man. I really am. But, what happened here?"

"Victor Sweet did this."

"How do you figure that, Bobby?"

"Because his friend in the body bag over there told me."

"Okay… I'll make sure I'll get a statement from him then."

"Why did Sweet do us like this, man." said Jerry.

"Why did it have to be our moms and our… sister?" Angel sniffled.

"Rachel got caught in the line of fire. But your moms was because she was going after him. She knew her son, man. She never thought for a second that you were corrupt." Green said looking right at Jerry.

"But, I never told her about my business."

"Jerry, were you ever able to keep a secret from her? She knew all about your trouble, man. The moment they shut you down, she went down there, raising hell with the councilman."

Bobby looked up at Green and said "Are you gonna bury Sweet, or are we?"

"Well, I got me… um… a dirty uniform I gotta deal with first."

"What?!" Bobby raised his voice.

"You see, Evelyn filed a report that got passed on to Victor Sweet."

"By who?" questioned Bobby.

"Look, I just got something… I--"

Bobby cut him off and said "Don't bullshit me, Green. Who are you protecting? Your boy, Fowler?"

"Look, Fowler is my problem! I'll deal with him, then we get Sweet." he started walking away.

"Green!" yelled Angel, making him turn around. "What are we going to do with all of this?" Angel was pointing to the crime scene.

"Self defense. Wasn't it?" Then Green walked over to his car.

Bobby cleared his throat, then said "When all this shit is over with… I'm going to go get my daughter."

For the next couple of days, it was kind of a blur for the guys. Jack got his arm patched up and was starting to heal. He couldn't help to think that it should have been him dead, not Rachel.

The guys put together a nice funeral for Rachel and Bobby thought that it would be the way she would have wanted it. He made sure that Rachel had the same diamond rosary neckalce that she let Haley wear, to go with her in the casket, along with a picture of Haley that rested on top of her heart.

Bobby also made sure that Rachel was buried right next to Evelyn. Even after all the people left, the guys were still standing there, looking at her casket in silence.

As they got ready to leave, Bobby reached over and grabbed the best looking rose, and whispered "Baby, I'll make sure our daughter keeps this rose, because it's from you."

A few minutes later, the guys went back to Jerry's for the get together. Bobby was quiet the whole time, he didn't really want to talk to anyone, all he wanted was Rachel back into his arms.

The guys went back to the house, they were all sitting around not knowing what to do next and not knowing what to say to each other.

"Never should have came back." he looked up at the picture frame of Rachel looking so happy and carefee, as tears rolled down his cheeks. "Never should have came." he shook his head.

"We miss her too, man. She was like a sister to us. We won't be able to bring her back, but we're going to send her some company." said Angel.

"You can't go to war with Victor Sweet. Not straight up. He'll just hire more goons until we are all dead." Jerry said.

Bobby shook his head and said "I don't know what to do anymore. We lost our mother and I lost the love of my life. You guys and Haley are all I got."

"How are you going to tell Haley?" asked Jack.

"I honestly don't know." Bobby shook his head. "We were supposed to go get her together and Rachel was supposed to see how her mom was doing. Now, Rachel can't even do these things."

"I got an idea." Jerry said getting up from his seat.

"What?" asked Angel.

"We'll take the rest of the money from moms insurance, pay Sweet to call off the dogs. He'll deal. He's a businessman."

"It don't count as a plan if it takes longer to to say it than it does to think it up, Jerry." said Bobby.

"Yeah, Jerry. Sweet will meet up with you, take your money. Won't be able to find your body til the river thaws." said Angel.

"If you can get that far." Bobby muttered, then got up from his seat. "Okay… we'll do this tomorrow. I'm going to sleep."

"Will you be okay, Bobby?" Jack asked.

"Yeah, Jackie." said Bobby grabbing Rachel's phone from the couch, where she left it before she died, then he slowly walked up the stairs.

Once he walked into his room, seeing Rachel's things scattered all over his bed and on the floor. A feeling of guilt, pain, anger, and sorrow overwhelmed him. He couldn't help, but to sob some more.

He grabbed her leather jacket that was sitting neatly over his chair, breathing in the scent of leather and her CK-1 perfume. He loved that smell, he collapsed onto his bed, holding onto her jacket as tight as he could.

He couldn't grasp the thought that Rachel was never coming back, he loved her so much and never thought that this would happen to her. He got to thinking about that conversation they had about him being scared of losing her.

A few minutes later, Rachel's phone rang, bringing him out of his thoughts. He wiped his tears then looked at the number. He was debating on whether to answer it or not. Then he pushed the talk button.

He cleared his throat and said "Um… hello?"

"Daddy?" said the voice on the other line.

"Hey, Haley… whatcha' doing?" he tried not to give it away that he has been upset and he wasn't ready to tell Haley about her mother yet. He wanted to wait til he saw her face to face.

"Nothing… how's Mommy?" he started to tear up at her question.

"Um… I'll have to tell you later, okay."

"Okay, Daddy… tell Mommy that I love her."

"I will, baby." he sniffled.

"I gotta go. I love you, Daddy."

"I love you too, Haley."

"Bye."

"Bye, baby girl." then when Haley hung up, Bobby angrily threw Rachel's phone at a pile of clothes. He felt completely lost without Rachel. He just held on tight to her jacket and laid down on Rachel's side of the bed.

He was going to make it his top priority and get that son of a bitch, Victor Sweet tomorrow for taking Rachel away from him. After a while, Bobby cried himself to sleep and still holding on to her jacket.

A/N: Okay okay... don't worry peeps this won't be the end of Rachel, because I have decided to do an alternate version and I'll make it a happy one. You'll see.