What Once Was Lost
Chapter 1/4
Disclaimer: NBC, WB & John Wells own everything, I'm merely playing around with the characters
Authors note: Not much to say about this one really. Just started jotting things down and ended up with this. But for those of you who think I take to long to update (and yes I know I do) you'll be happy to know that this one is almost all done, just a little finishing here and there :) Hope you like it.
Feedback: Yes please, always appreciated, good or bad. I need to know what you think.
E-Mail: [email protected]
Distribution: I was actually asked about this the other day :) If you want it, take it :) Just let me know where it's heading :)
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The sun was slowly starting to disappear into the water, waves crashing on the jagged rocks that were beneath the cliff. Nothing could be heard except for the crashing waves and the occasional cry of a lonely seagull. On the edge of the cliff sat a man in his late thirty's. He wore a faded pair of blue jeans with a rip in the knee, sneakers and a wrinkled navy blue t- shirt. His shaggy brown hair almost covered his lifeless blood shot blue eyes.
He sat there staring at the water, hating it so much that it made him sick. But he couldn't pull himself away. It was his punishment. Every day he would come here and watch the sunset and listen to the waves. To anyone else it would have been peaceful and beautiful, a little piece of heaven on earth, but for him it was the exact opposite, it was hell and he did it to himself on purpose, to make himself pay for the things he had done.
The sun finally disappeared into the ocean and the world was dark except for the pale light the moon had cast. He sat there a little while longer and when he thought that there was no way he could endure the memories any more he wiped a lonely tear drop from his cheek and pushed himself up and slowly walked down the path of the cliff. He headed towards a run down diner that wasn't to far down the road. He didn't know why he would ever show up in a place like this but ever since he pulled into town over a month ago something had drawn him to this place, So every night after sunset he would go there and order his supper. The meal was awful, no matter what he ordered it was always almost inedible, the coffee was like tar. But he stayed and he ordered and he would sit in the same booth night after night drinking the coffee and staring blankly out the window until the sun would start to come up.
He would catch odd jobs here and there to get him by, Some were better then others. None of them were what he loved to do, what he always wanted to do but he couldn't go back to that life anymore. He had been the one to make the mistake and it had cost him everything. He wouldn't stay in one town more then a few months. When he started getting comfortable with it he would move. He couldn't stay still. He was running away from every one and every thing.
It was shortly after 11Am when he got back to his room. He went to the bathroom did a quick wash then went and got into bed. He laid flat on his back and rested his arm over his eyes, Slowly the sounds of the outside world faded away and he drifted of too sleep....
~*~
"Damn it!"
"What is it?"
"It's Fred, he didn't go and pick Emily and Charlie up from school."
Bosco looked down at his watch, it was already after five. "You mean they are still sitting over there?"
"Yes, that was the house saying the school just called them."
"Why did they wait so long? School's been out for hours already." Bosco asked with anger starting to be noticeable in his voice.
"Fred is always late, I guess they thought he would show."
Bosco gave her a look of concern as he got back into the drivers side. Faith read his thoughts and continued. "Fred and I haven't been so good lately......he...he started drinking again and well we know what happens then."
"Faith why didn't you say anything?"
"You know me Bos I thought I could handle it on my own."
"You shouldn't have to Faith, you know I'm here for you."
"I know you are Bos, it's just....look can we just swing over there and pick them up? We can drop them off at the apartment and Sally can baby sit.
"Yeah of course we can." Bosco said as he clicked the squad in drive and pulled out of there parking spot.
The school was not that far so it didn't take long for them to get there. Bosco had tried to get Faith to talk about it on the way but she just kept trying to change the subject. He didn't want to make her more upset so he just dropped it and rode the rest of the way in silence.
They pulled up in front of the school and saw Emily and Charlie sitting on the stairs. Faith called them and they came running glad to see her. Faith greeted them then placed them in the back of the squad. They started to drive towards Faiths. Em and Charlie busily and happily filling in Bosco and Faith in about there day. Just a couple blocks away from the apartment a blue chevy pick up flew past them going well over the speed limit.
"That son of a ..." Bosco remembering that the kids were in the car caught himself in time and gave an apologetic look to Faith who just smiled back.
"Can we chase him? Huh can we? Uncle Bos can put on the sirens and everything. Can we?!" Charlie asked excitedly from the back seat. Emily soon joining in.
Looking over at Faith for permission he flicked on the sirens and pushed on the gas.
"Bosco slow down, let him go. The kids are in the car."
Ignoring Faiths words and even that little voice inside his head that was screaming this was a mistake he listened to Charlie and Emily and continued with the chase. He didn't think it would last this long, he honestly thought it would be just a routine speeding ticket but the guy kept running, obviously he was hiding something so they continued after him. Streets flashed by as the speeds got higher and higher. Finally realizing that this was getting to much for them with the kids with them he told Faith to call for back up.
Faith did and soon Sully and Davis had pulled in behind them. Faith radioed them to pass that they had to quit. The kids were grumbling something about spoiling all the fun. Sully and Davis were about to pull out to pass when out of now where there was a loud bang. They had run over something to cause the tire to blow. Bosco tried to control the car but they had been going to fast, the car started spinning in circles still moving forward. It was hard to focus on anything at the speed they were spinning but he did notice that on one side of them Sully and Davis were still there, he could hear Davis calling for help on the radio, something about water. He focused more as they spined again and that is when he saw it, they were getting close to the bridge. Out of reflex he slammed on the brakes. It was the worse thing he could have done, they started skidding towards the side of the bridge, they crashed through the small wooden planks and pylons that were set up on the side of it because of construction and then they started to go over. All he could hear was the screams of Faith, Emily and Charlie. He could see the water getting closer....
He woke up with a start. His shirt drenched with sweat, he was breathing so hard that he had trouble catching his breath. He looked around him trying to figure out where he was. Hoping that he was back at his place and that it had all been a bad dream. In that brief moment as he looked around the room he figured out where he was. He was in that dingy room not far from the water or the diner. He laid back down. He wasn't back home, it hadn't been a dream . It had happened, six years ago he drove them off of that bridge, six years ago he lost three of the people that mattered the most to him.
He got out of bed and changed his shirt and threw on a pair of jeans. He headed out the door and down to the diner, He didn't have anywhere else to go. He couldn't go back to the water just yet, not until later. So he walked in and went and sat down in his booth and stared out the window waiting for the waitress to come and pour him some coffee. He soon was lost in thought again as he thought back to what happened. He didn't remember hitting the water or how he had gotten out. The only thing he remembered after that was waking up in a hospital bed with Mikey of all people sitting in the chair beside him....
~*~
"Where am I? What happened?"
Mikey jumped at the sound of Bosco's voice, "Mo you're awake! I'll be right back with the doctor." He went to get up but he was stopped as Bosco's hand clasped around his arm.
"What happened?"
Mikey looked towards the floor for a moment then into Bosco's eyes, "There was an accident......"
At that moment as he heard the word accident, he flashed back to what had happened. He saw it all again, he heard there screams again. "Where are they? Are they ok? I want to see them? NOW Mikey!" He tried to get out of bed but was to weak.
Trying to keep him in bed Mikey replied,"It's best you just stay here and rest."
"Mikey tell me where they are. I want to see them."
Mikey took in a deep breath and looked at him again. "Mo....I'm sorry....they um."
Bosco could feel himself about to be sick, he wasn't hearing Mikey right, he couldn't have been.....
They had kept him in the hospital over night but released him in the morning. He had gotten visitors but wouldn't see any one. He just left and went straight home. He stayed there for a couple of days, not going out, not answering the door or the phone. The only time he had left was to go to the funeral. When he had gotten there Fred had seen him and jumped on him, screaming that he had killed his family. After they had gotten Fred off of Bosco Sully came up and suggested that he leave, because of what it was doing to Fred. No one seemed to know or care what all this was doing to him. it was then he realized he couldn't stay. So that night he packed up some things and left, he never looked back he just kept running.
~*~
A loud crash brought him out of his thoughts, he looked up to see his waitress staring at him, a pot of coffee and a coffee cup lay broken on the floor.
"Oh my God."
At the sound of her voice he turned his gaze back to her, His heart stood still. He felt a chill shoot through him, his body slowly getting numb.....
Chapter 1/4
Disclaimer: NBC, WB & John Wells own everything, I'm merely playing around with the characters
Authors note: Not much to say about this one really. Just started jotting things down and ended up with this. But for those of you who think I take to long to update (and yes I know I do) you'll be happy to know that this one is almost all done, just a little finishing here and there :) Hope you like it.
Feedback: Yes please, always appreciated, good or bad. I need to know what you think.
E-Mail: [email protected]
Distribution: I was actually asked about this the other day :) If you want it, take it :) Just let me know where it's heading :)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The sun was slowly starting to disappear into the water, waves crashing on the jagged rocks that were beneath the cliff. Nothing could be heard except for the crashing waves and the occasional cry of a lonely seagull. On the edge of the cliff sat a man in his late thirty's. He wore a faded pair of blue jeans with a rip in the knee, sneakers and a wrinkled navy blue t- shirt. His shaggy brown hair almost covered his lifeless blood shot blue eyes.
He sat there staring at the water, hating it so much that it made him sick. But he couldn't pull himself away. It was his punishment. Every day he would come here and watch the sunset and listen to the waves. To anyone else it would have been peaceful and beautiful, a little piece of heaven on earth, but for him it was the exact opposite, it was hell and he did it to himself on purpose, to make himself pay for the things he had done.
The sun finally disappeared into the ocean and the world was dark except for the pale light the moon had cast. He sat there a little while longer and when he thought that there was no way he could endure the memories any more he wiped a lonely tear drop from his cheek and pushed himself up and slowly walked down the path of the cliff. He headed towards a run down diner that wasn't to far down the road. He didn't know why he would ever show up in a place like this but ever since he pulled into town over a month ago something had drawn him to this place, So every night after sunset he would go there and order his supper. The meal was awful, no matter what he ordered it was always almost inedible, the coffee was like tar. But he stayed and he ordered and he would sit in the same booth night after night drinking the coffee and staring blankly out the window until the sun would start to come up.
He would catch odd jobs here and there to get him by, Some were better then others. None of them were what he loved to do, what he always wanted to do but he couldn't go back to that life anymore. He had been the one to make the mistake and it had cost him everything. He wouldn't stay in one town more then a few months. When he started getting comfortable with it he would move. He couldn't stay still. He was running away from every one and every thing.
It was shortly after 11Am when he got back to his room. He went to the bathroom did a quick wash then went and got into bed. He laid flat on his back and rested his arm over his eyes, Slowly the sounds of the outside world faded away and he drifted of too sleep....
~*~
"Damn it!"
"What is it?"
"It's Fred, he didn't go and pick Emily and Charlie up from school."
Bosco looked down at his watch, it was already after five. "You mean they are still sitting over there?"
"Yes, that was the house saying the school just called them."
"Why did they wait so long? School's been out for hours already." Bosco asked with anger starting to be noticeable in his voice.
"Fred is always late, I guess they thought he would show."
Bosco gave her a look of concern as he got back into the drivers side. Faith read his thoughts and continued. "Fred and I haven't been so good lately......he...he started drinking again and well we know what happens then."
"Faith why didn't you say anything?"
"You know me Bos I thought I could handle it on my own."
"You shouldn't have to Faith, you know I'm here for you."
"I know you are Bos, it's just....look can we just swing over there and pick them up? We can drop them off at the apartment and Sally can baby sit.
"Yeah of course we can." Bosco said as he clicked the squad in drive and pulled out of there parking spot.
The school was not that far so it didn't take long for them to get there. Bosco had tried to get Faith to talk about it on the way but she just kept trying to change the subject. He didn't want to make her more upset so he just dropped it and rode the rest of the way in silence.
They pulled up in front of the school and saw Emily and Charlie sitting on the stairs. Faith called them and they came running glad to see her. Faith greeted them then placed them in the back of the squad. They started to drive towards Faiths. Em and Charlie busily and happily filling in Bosco and Faith in about there day. Just a couple blocks away from the apartment a blue chevy pick up flew past them going well over the speed limit.
"That son of a ..." Bosco remembering that the kids were in the car caught himself in time and gave an apologetic look to Faith who just smiled back.
"Can we chase him? Huh can we? Uncle Bos can put on the sirens and everything. Can we?!" Charlie asked excitedly from the back seat. Emily soon joining in.
Looking over at Faith for permission he flicked on the sirens and pushed on the gas.
"Bosco slow down, let him go. The kids are in the car."
Ignoring Faiths words and even that little voice inside his head that was screaming this was a mistake he listened to Charlie and Emily and continued with the chase. He didn't think it would last this long, he honestly thought it would be just a routine speeding ticket but the guy kept running, obviously he was hiding something so they continued after him. Streets flashed by as the speeds got higher and higher. Finally realizing that this was getting to much for them with the kids with them he told Faith to call for back up.
Faith did and soon Sully and Davis had pulled in behind them. Faith radioed them to pass that they had to quit. The kids were grumbling something about spoiling all the fun. Sully and Davis were about to pull out to pass when out of now where there was a loud bang. They had run over something to cause the tire to blow. Bosco tried to control the car but they had been going to fast, the car started spinning in circles still moving forward. It was hard to focus on anything at the speed they were spinning but he did notice that on one side of them Sully and Davis were still there, he could hear Davis calling for help on the radio, something about water. He focused more as they spined again and that is when he saw it, they were getting close to the bridge. Out of reflex he slammed on the brakes. It was the worse thing he could have done, they started skidding towards the side of the bridge, they crashed through the small wooden planks and pylons that were set up on the side of it because of construction and then they started to go over. All he could hear was the screams of Faith, Emily and Charlie. He could see the water getting closer....
He woke up with a start. His shirt drenched with sweat, he was breathing so hard that he had trouble catching his breath. He looked around him trying to figure out where he was. Hoping that he was back at his place and that it had all been a bad dream. In that brief moment as he looked around the room he figured out where he was. He was in that dingy room not far from the water or the diner. He laid back down. He wasn't back home, it hadn't been a dream . It had happened, six years ago he drove them off of that bridge, six years ago he lost three of the people that mattered the most to him.
He got out of bed and changed his shirt and threw on a pair of jeans. He headed out the door and down to the diner, He didn't have anywhere else to go. He couldn't go back to the water just yet, not until later. So he walked in and went and sat down in his booth and stared out the window waiting for the waitress to come and pour him some coffee. He soon was lost in thought again as he thought back to what happened. He didn't remember hitting the water or how he had gotten out. The only thing he remembered after that was waking up in a hospital bed with Mikey of all people sitting in the chair beside him....
~*~
"Where am I? What happened?"
Mikey jumped at the sound of Bosco's voice, "Mo you're awake! I'll be right back with the doctor." He went to get up but he was stopped as Bosco's hand clasped around his arm.
"What happened?"
Mikey looked towards the floor for a moment then into Bosco's eyes, "There was an accident......"
At that moment as he heard the word accident, he flashed back to what had happened. He saw it all again, he heard there screams again. "Where are they? Are they ok? I want to see them? NOW Mikey!" He tried to get out of bed but was to weak.
Trying to keep him in bed Mikey replied,"It's best you just stay here and rest."
"Mikey tell me where they are. I want to see them."
Mikey took in a deep breath and looked at him again. "Mo....I'm sorry....they um."
Bosco could feel himself about to be sick, he wasn't hearing Mikey right, he couldn't have been.....
They had kept him in the hospital over night but released him in the morning. He had gotten visitors but wouldn't see any one. He just left and went straight home. He stayed there for a couple of days, not going out, not answering the door or the phone. The only time he had left was to go to the funeral. When he had gotten there Fred had seen him and jumped on him, screaming that he had killed his family. After they had gotten Fred off of Bosco Sully came up and suggested that he leave, because of what it was doing to Fred. No one seemed to know or care what all this was doing to him. it was then he realized he couldn't stay. So that night he packed up some things and left, he never looked back he just kept running.
~*~
A loud crash brought him out of his thoughts, he looked up to see his waitress staring at him, a pot of coffee and a coffee cup lay broken on the floor.
"Oh my God."
At the sound of her voice he turned his gaze back to her, His heart stood still. He felt a chill shoot through him, his body slowly getting numb.....