Rated PG-13 - Drama/Suspense
Series: Third Watch
Author: Andorian Ice Princess
Contact: jazzy_888

Summary: Faith races to rescue Bosco after a heated argument between Bosco and Mikey goes horribly wrong and Bosco is taken hostage.

This is a piece of fan fiction. It is written for pleasure and not for profit. The characters of Bosco, Faith, Davis, Sully, Doc, Kim, Jimmy, Alex, Carlos, Mikey and Sgt. Christopher are all property of Third Watch and NBC, John Wells, etc etc. All other characters are my own.

*Note: This story takes place before season 3*

"He-hey man you s-said you'd give me another," came the slurred voice of Michael Boscorelli, who despite being dead drunk still wanted his hit.

"Don't worry little man I have it right here," Clyde laughed as he held the small white packet for before the young man's ever widening eyes.

"C-can I have it?" Mikey said holding out his hands.

"Sure man you who takes care of you?" Clyde said in fake sincereness.

"Y-you do Clyde," Mickey said trying to grab the hit, which he needed badly.

"That's right I do. Only me!" Clyde smiled. "And this is how I reward those faithful to me," he laughed as he handed the small pack of drugs to Mikey. Mikey took the pack and ran to the corner not able to get the hit fast enough.

"How long you going to keep him around?" Burt asked as he stepped out of the shadows and walked up to Clyde.

"As long as he keeps doing what I say," Clyde said seriously. "Besides who's he going to tell?" Clyde laughed as he watched Mikey shoot up. "By tomorrow he won't even remember what he did tonight."

"What about family?" Burt asked as they walked back to the dark SUV waiting for them forgetting all about the dead man behind them.

"Family? Mikey said he doesn't have any family," Clyde laughed. "No family ties to worry about," he said as they closed the doors and headed into the night.

"That's a good thing man," Burt said. "Because I'd hate to kill an entire family when this is all over."

"Thanks for takin' me to get my drivers license renewed," Bosco said as he and Faith left the DMV office later the next day.

"Yeah don't mention it. I just can't believe you left it this long," Faith sighed as they reached the outside and stopped while he put the papers back into his wallet.

"Yeah well I was busy," Bosco said with a laugh.

"I don't even want to know," Faith said rolling her eyes as they walked back towards her car.

"Besides they give cops a special rush," Bosco laughed.

"Hey Faith…" Bosco started in a soft tone.

"Bosco isn't that your brother?" Faith interrupted as she grabbed his arm and made him stop and look at a guy lying on the grass in the small park nearby.

"Mikey?" Bosco said in confusion. "Wait here," Bosco said as he rushed to Mikey fearing the worst.

"Bosco!" Faith said as he hurried to see his brother.

"Just wait there Faith," Bosco said in a huff as he reached his brother and saw he was not dead but only sleeping. "Hey sleeping beauty," Bosco said nudging him in the side with his boot. Faith slowly walked towards him standing a few feet away to give them their moment.

"Wha…" Mikey said slowly as he felt his world coming back into focus.

"Hello? Earth to Michael!" Bosco said out loud as he nudged him again.

"What…do…you…want?" Mikey said as he tried to sit up.

"I want to arrest your ass for littering," Bosco said sarcastically. "It's illegal to throw garbage on the park grass," Bosco said angrily as he hauled his half-stoned brother to a standing position.

"Mo.." Mikey slurred as he swayed on his feet.

"Are you stoned?" Bosco half yelled as he grabbed Mikey's jacket and pulled him towards him. "Or drunk?" Bosco said as Mikey breathed on him. "Damn man you stink," he cursed softly.

"Not any more," Mikey laughed at his brother.

"Unbelievable!" Bosco said in anger. "How much money did you steal from ma for that hit?" He demanded angrily as Faith hurried to stop the ensuing fight.

"I didn't steal anything from her," Mikey said getting mad and pulling away from Bosco.

"Oh really? Well where did you get the money Richie Rich?" Bosco said in sarcastic anger.

"I don't have to tell you!" Mikey spat as he pushed Bosco away. "I owe you nothing."

"Don't you get mad at me," Bosco said poking a finger in his brother's chest. "You haven't earned the right to get mad at me," he shouted.

"Bosco!" Faith said as she reached a hand to his shoulder.

"This is between brothers Faith. Don't get involved," Bosco said as he grabbed Mikey's arm and dragged him away pulling himself away from Faith.

"What's your problem man?" Mikey asked angrily as he pulled his arm away.

"My problem?" Bosco said in Mikey's face. "My problem is that I work very hard for every cent I earn and you, you take advantage of the system in every way you can!" Bosco said in anger.

"So what's is to you?" Mikey said in a huff.

"I have to pay for your lazy ass. That's what's it to me," Bosco said madly as he tried to look Mikey in the eye. "Now…where…did…you…get…the…money?" Bosco asked in slow angry words.

Faith just stood and watched the two brothers argue. Oh Bosco you can't win this fight, she sighed inwardly. Faith watched Bosco's body language. And although she could tell he was angry part of him was sorry that his brother was the way he was. She knew deep down inside Bosco blamed himself for the way his brother turned out even though he'd never admit it. And even though she worked hard to make sure he knew he wasn't to blame, she feared that Bosco would always carry that guilt with him no matter what.

Faith could see that it would be pointless for her to interfere, so she decided to wait by her car. "I better give them their space, " Faith said to herself as she turned to head back to her car when a dark SUV pulled up and two men got out and walked towards the two Boscorelli brothers. Faith quickly turned around to make sure something bad didn't happen to either her partner or his brother.

"Hey Clyde isn't that your snitch?" Burt asked as they spied the two brothers fighting.

"Who's the guy with him?" Clyde asked firmly.

"Another buyer? Looks really pissed," Burt mentioned.

"Yeah lets go see who our competition is," Clyde said with a sinister smile. "Hey Michael, is everything okay?" Clyde asked as they walked up to him and Bosco.

"Everything is just fine. Who the hell are you?" Bosco asked in anger.

Oh Bosco why can't you try to act normal at least once and awhile Faith sighed as she watched her partner get mad at the stranger.

"I don't believe I have to answer to you little man," Clyde laughed as Burt moved around and got himself in behind Bosco. Bosco eyed Burt out of the corner of his eye but kept a steady stance in front of Clyde.

Faith noticed the way the two guys moved in around Bosco and moved herself closer. She was not about to let her partner and friend take on a battle by himself when she was right there to help him.

"What is your business with Michael?" Clyde asked directly at Bosco.

"I just want to talk to him!" Bosco said. "Got a problem with that?" Bosco asked angrily to Clyde.

"I'm not sure yet," Clyde simply replied as he looked at Bosco with a strange stare. Burt just smiled.

"Yeah well what is your business with him?" Bosco demanded.

"I don't have to tell you," Clyde said sarcastically he stared down Bosco.

There is something off about these guys Faith told herself. I don't like the way they look at either Bosco or Mikey.

"Everything's okay. I'm fine," Mikey said with a lazy smile.

"There you heard it, now get lost!" Bosco said in anger. "I have some unfinished business with Michael," Bosco said as he pulled his brother towards Faith pushing Clyde out of his way. Burt noticed Faith move in closer and decided that now is not the best time to make a scene.

Clyde turned to go after Bosco but Burt put a hand to his arm. "Let it go man," Burt said to Clyde as they watched them leave.

"Who's the guy?" Burt wondered. "Think he is another dealer?"

"Perhaps," Clyde said slowly as they walked back to the SUV. Clyde turned around and looked at Bosco. "Perhaps not."

"Are you worried?" Burt asked casually as they watched Bosco.

"Not really. But then again I don't usually have to worry about my problems. You make sure I don't have any," Clyde smiled.

"Do you think Michael told him about the shipment coming in?" Burt asked as they got in.

"Well if he did," Clyde said slowly as he watched Bosco pushed Mikey onto a bench and start talking to him, "he's dead also, and his girlfriend there standing nearby. But for now let's worry about our business," Clyde said as he pulled away watching Bosco in his rear view mirror.

"What the hell was that all about?" Bosco shouted at Mikey. "Who were your friends?"

"Whatever man, I don't have to tell you," Mikey said as he passed in and out of normalcy.

"Bosco," Faith said softly as she walked up to him.

"What?" He said in anger.

"Not in his condition. He needs to sleep this hit off. Take him back to your place and wait until he's sober again before you berate him," she said firmly.

Bosco looked at his half-dazed brother on the bench before him and what Faith said made sense. He grabbed Mikey's arm and hauled him up.

"Hey Bosco!" Mikey said. "How long you been here?"

"Too long," Bosco said rolling his eyes as he dragged him to Faith's car.

"I can't believe I'm spending my day off babysitting your ass," Bosco complained when they reached the car. "Now who's going to help you get that stuff?" Bosco asked his demeanor softening as he turned to Faith.

"Don't worry about it Bos," Faith said as she opened the door. "I'll let it wait until our next day off together," she smiled.

"Sorry," Bosco said as helped Mikey into the car.

"Yeah don't worry about it," she said when they had gotten in. "Your priority is here right now, with him," Faith said quietly.

"Thanks for understanding Faith," Bosco said looking out his window. "It's just so frustrating you know," he said.

"Yeah I know," she said softly.

"I just…" he started.

"What is it Bosco?" She urged him to open up.

"Ah it's nothing," he said firmly.

"Bosco," Faith said turning to him.

"Yeah?" He said looking ahead.

"You can tell me you know," she urged.

"No Faith I can't," he said sadly.

"Those guys, they were…?" Faith started.

"His dealers?" Bosco said looking at her, "I don't know," he said firmly. "But if I ever run into them again I'll make sure I find out," he said.

"Look I don't want you doing something stupid if you do see them again," she said flatly.

"What does that mean?" Bosco said getting upset.

"It means that whatever Mikey is involved in I don't want you trying to take on on your own. If he is involved with something get someone to help you," she said with a note of concern in her voice.

"Any volunteers?" Bosco half smiled.

"Bosco you know that no matter what I'm always here for you. The good and the bad," Faith said firmly. "You know that right?"

"Of course I know that Faith," Bosco said softly. Just like you always are, he added silently. "Look I'm just going to talk to him. If he tells me anything I'll report it," Bosco said firmly.

"Promise?" Faith asked.

"Yeah. Why what's the big deal?" Bosco asked.

"Look Bosco those guys gave me a bad feeling," Faith started. "And I don't want you doing anything you'll regret."

"Regret?" Bosco asked in mock surprise.

"Yeah regret. Like trying to take down these guys or something without backup," Faith explained. "On your own."

"I won't do anything like that without calling you first. Okay?" Bosco said giving in.

"Fine," Faith said as she started up the engine.

Bosco turned around and looked at his brother who was now passed out on the car seat in the back. He sighed and turned around to the front. Today is going to be a long day he said inside.

"What time does our shipment arrive tonight?" Burt asked as they drove back to Clyde's posh mansion.

"After 9 pm."

"And what time is Boscorelli going to plant the package for us?" Burt asked again.

"Well he's going to meet us at the warehouse before 9 pm and then deliver it for us. Giving us an iron clad alibi," Clyde smiled.

"You sure you can handle him alone?" Faith asked once they had put Mikey on Bosco's bed to let him sleep it off.

"Yeah I'm sure. Besides he's just going to sleep," Bosco said wearily as he tossed his jacket over a chair.

"Okay well I'm going to go home. If you need anything at all call me okay," Faith stated. "I mean it Bosco, anything at all." She said warmly.

"First person," Bosco smiled. "I honestly thought he changed. I guess I was wrong," he said somewhat sadly.

"Look Bosco just because he had this hit doesn't mean you can give up on him. He needs help," Faith insisted.

"That's just it Faith, I've offered help. He doesn't want it," Bosco insisted.

"Bosco sometimes you have to help people even if they don't want it. Sometimes you have to insist," she said in a kind way.

"Yeah I know," Bosco said firmly. "I'll call ya later and let you know how it went," Bosco said. "I'll try to check him into rehab tonight, if they got room," he said looking away with a sad expression.

"If you need me to take you there call me okay?" She said as she put a kind hand on his weary shoulder.

"I will," he said plainly.

"Okay see you tomorrow," Faith said with a worried look.

"Look I'll call ya tonight when this is straightened up. Everything will be okay," Bosco said as he could tell his partner was worried.

"Okay," Faith said with a smile. "Bye Bos," Faith said softly as she headed out the door.

"See you tomorrow," Bosco called as he watched her walk down the hall. "Why can't I have family like that?" He asked himself as she disappeared into the elevator. I'm glad she's in my life. At least one person cares for me no matter what. The one person who despite my screwed up life still respects me not matter what. I am lucky.

He heard his brother stirring and walked back into the bedroom. He leaned against the doorframe and watched him toss and turn in his sleep. "Yeah wear it off brother, cuz when you wake up we're going to have a serious heart to heart," Bosco said firmly as he turned and headed back into his kitchen.

Mikey slowly opened his eyes and let the room stop spinning before he sat up. "Where the hell am I?" He wondered out loud.

"Well you're not in wonderland anymore Alice." Bosco said sarcastically as he leaned on the doorframe.

"Mo?" Mikey said as he looked at Bosco standing in the doorway.

"Yeah that's right. You're at my place. And you better not barf on or I swear I'll kill you," he said in anger.

"What is your problem?" Mikey half yelled at Bosco.

"My problem? You're kidding right?" Bosco said in anger as he stormed into his bedroom.

"No I'm serious," Mikey said as he sat on the edge of the bed. "What is your problem?"

"My problem is that you are a first class ingrate; you're a second rate nobody and an all time loser!" Bosco spat his anger rising.

Mikey said nothing only stared at Bosco with a blank look.

"What no sarcastic reply?" Bosco said as he stood before him with his arms crossed against his chest. "No reel of pathetic excuses?" Bosco laughed.

"Look Mo, I don't know what to tell you man," Mikey said with a half smile.

"Well let's see you could tell me that you won't do it again, but you did that before. And what happened? Nothing," Bosco said sarcastically. "You could tell me it was a mistake, but that would be lying, like always."

"You know I don't have to take this from you," Mikey said in anger. "I'm out of here," Mikey said as he got up.

"Like hell," Bosco said as he pushed his brother back onto the bed. "You're stayin' here until you're fully sober and dry and then I'm checkin' ya into rehab!" Bosco said firmly.

"I can't go back there Mo. That place is no good," Mikey moaned.

"Would you prefer jail? Cuz I can arrange that as well. In fact I like that idea better!" Bosco snided. "Either way I'm keeping your ass of the streets and away from your two friends," Bosco said angrily. "And away from decent people."

"Don't you at least want to know why this time?" Mikey asked looking up at Bosco.

"Not really," Bosco replied.

"That's typical!" Mikey said in anger.

"What the hell does that mean?" Bosco asked also getting upset.

"You know what, never mind," Mikey said quickly changing his mind.

"Good! Now I'm going to order in Chinese. Then we can sit down and have a serious heart to heart," Bosco said sarcastically.

"Can I at least use the bathroom," Mikey said as he felt his cell phone start to vibrate.

"Whatever man," Bosco said walking out of the room.

Mikey hurried to the bathroom and closed the door. Bosco went and stood outside to see if his brother really would throw up or do something else. He did neither. Instead Bosco overheard Mikey making plans to meet someone down by the waterfront in a green warehouse later tonight.

"We'll see about that," Bosco said quietly as he walked back the kitchen when he heard Mikey finish. Damn it he cursed inside. Just what the hell are you involved in Mikey? I have to find out tonight, I have to stop it before he gets himself into real trouble.

Somewhere in the back of his mind a small voice was telling him to call Faith, call his partner and tell her what he overheard. But the small voice was losing quickly to the louder voice of anger and wrath. The louder voice that always got Bosco into trouble.

Bosco pretended to be busy in the kitchen when Mikey entered.

"Hope you like lots of noodles," Bosco said looking at his brother casually.

"You know I'm feeling better I think I'll be leaving now," Mikey said as he headed for the door.

"Where to? The waterfront?" Bosco said making Mikey stop in his tracks.

"You eavesdropped?" Mikey half shouted.

"Yeah! So call a cop!" Bosco said sarcastically. "And you're not going!" He said pointedly.

"You can't stop me," Mikey said.

"What? What did you say?" Bosco said with a laugh. "I thought you said I couldn't stop you. Which is funny, because I can! And I am going to!" Bosco said firmly as he stood between his brother and the door.

Mikey could see that he wasn't going to win this round and decided to wait for his chance to get away. He needed to get to Clyde and fast. His brain was a constant battle between giving in and giving up. His cravings were so strong that he wasn't thinking clearly. He had to leave before things really got out of hand. But he knew that in his condition, his brother would beat him down. He had to wait.

"Fine!" Mikey shouted as he took off his jacket, threw it onto a chair and then sat down at the kitchen table.

"I just can't believe you man," Bosco said angrily as he placed his hands on the table and stared at his brother. "Nothing ever changes."

"Look will you just leave me alone," Mikey complained as he put his head down into his crossed arms on the table.

"No problem," Bosco said as he turned his back to Mikey and went to get some dishes.

Mikey looked up to see Bosco with his back to him. He looked at the nearby large iron pot on the counter. He quietly got up and walked over and picked it up. He quickly turned and brought the pot up and struck Bosco on the back of the head.

Bosco cried out as his body fell forwards onto the countertop then slumped to the kitchen floor unconscious.

Mikey bent down to make sure he hadn't killed him then grabbed his coat went to meet Clyde down at the waterfront. He looked at his watch, he knew he would be early, but better early than late. He got into the cab and prayed he wouldn't have to wait to long.

"Why do you not answer," Faith said as she listened to the empty rings from Bosco's phone. Something's wrong. I'm going over there she told herself. She grabbed her coat and keys and ran to her car.

She reached Bosco's apartment door and found it unlocked. "What the hell?" She said as she pushed open the door. She spied Bosco laying on the floor just starting to move.

"Bosco!" She said in horror as she rushed up to him.

"Ohhh my head," Bosco said as faith helped him to sit up and he gingerly felt the tender spot on the back of his head.

"What happened to you?" She said as he slowly stood upright.

"Ah Mikey and I had a fight," he spat.

"Yeah well looks like you lost," Faith said sarcastically.

"Look Faith don't start," Bosco said walking into his bedroom to get his jacket. He put it on over his sweater then went for his boots.

"Where are you going?" She asked when he came out dressed to leave.

"To find my little brother," he said angrily.

"Bosco don't go like this. Wait until you both cool down," Faith tried to reason.

"Look Faith I'm not going to do something stupid. I just want to get him before he does something stupid," Bosco said firmly.

"Bosco I've heard that line from you before and it usually means you'll do something stupid," Faith was unable to stop the words as they came out and she regretted them as soon as she spoke them. She just watched helplessly as his handsome face changed from mad to angry because of her.

"Pardon?" Bosco said getting mad again. "What the hell does that mean?"

"Look it wasn't meant like that. But be realistic you have an excellent way of getting yourself into trouble," Faith said trying to reason with him.

"Excellent way?" Bosco said raising his voice. "Like you have an excellent way of sharing your problems with me?" Bosco said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Faith said also getting upset.

"You're kidding right? You expect me to spill my guts and yet you keep everything from me, like I'm supposed to read what's going on inside your head. That's a bit hypocritical Faith don't you think? What, am I to open up to you because you are the senior partner? Your way is the only way? I don't have a say is that it?" He mocked.

"Well Bosco most of the time my way is right," Faith said getting her back up against the wall.

"What?" Bosco laughed. "Yeah like your life is perfect! Like you know how to fix everything!" He spat.

"Not everything, just a lot of things when it comes to you. Most times you need it," she said trying to express that she cared about him but it just wasn't working.

"Oh so now you pity me? You know what Faith I don't need your pity or your help!" Bosco said as he grabbed his keys and headed out the door slamming it behind him.

"I don't pity you Bosco but do I try to help you, but sometimes I don't even know why I bother!" She half shouted.

Oh my god, Faith said inside, what have I said. She looked at Bosco's face and could tell that what she said cut him to his heart.

Bosco turned and headed for the stairs stomping down them in anger. Damn it, he cursed inside, I can't believe I am arguing with her. I can't believe she just said that.

"You know what; I don't know why you bother either. Why not go home and waste your time on your loser husband you doesn't deserve or appreciate you anyways and leave me and my family alone! I don't want your help and I don't need it!" He said as he walked.

"Fine. And if you get yourself in a situation tonight don't expect me to come and bail you out like I have every other time in the past!" Faith said as she walked to her car with her back to Bosco.

"Fine! I won't be needing any help tonight anyways!" Bosco yelled after her as he walked to his car with his back to her.

"Fine!" Faith called back angrily.

Faith got in her car and put the key in the ignition. She slowly turned the engine on as she felt tears starting to form. They had argued in the past, but it had never ended like it did today. Such harsh words were never spoken like they were today. She put her car into gear and slowly headed for home. Oh Bosco, what have I done? I know I hurt you, and that was the last thing I wanted. I never want to hurt you, she cried. Please call me tonight, I don't care what time, I just need to tell you I'm sorry.

What the hell just happened? Bosco wondered as he started up his car. Faith and I have never let an argument get that out of control. We have never said things like that to each other. As Bosco put his car in drive and started for the warehouse, he felt regret and sadness starting to over take him. Damn it Faith why can't I stay mad at you? He stared blankly out he window and decided that he would call her when he checked his brother in. He had to say sorry, he owed it to her.

"So to which office is Boscorelli delivering the package?" Burt asked as he downed his beer while he and Clyde sat in a very posh restaurant.

"Mr. Roches," Clyde smiled. "One down one to go," he said looking at Burt.

"And then?"

"Then we'll blow this town," Clyde smiled. "A toast," he said raising his glass of scotch, "to snitch's. The world needs more dispensable people," he laughed as Burt toasted his bottle with Clyde's glass.

Bosco reached the green warehouse and parked his car out front. He got out of the car and ran into the building. Damn I hate the dark, he said to himself as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. He spied lights up ahead and made his way to them. He reached them only to find Mikey standing in the middle of the room swaying back and forth.

"What the hell is this?" Bosco half yelled.

Mickey turned around, startled. "Bo-Bosco?" Mikey said his voice a bit slurred.

"Another hit? Don't tell me man. I don't want to hear it," Bosco started. "Let's just go!" He said as he walked up to his brother.

"Look Bosco…" Mikey said getting angry.

"Are you mad at me? Because you still haven't earned the right to be mad at me. In fact the only thing you have earned by yourself is my wrath," Bosco shouted. "Why are you here?" He said in anger as he walked up to Mikey. "Here to meet your friends?" Bosco said with disdain.

"Look these guys aren't that bad. They're not what you think," Mikey protested. "I work for them," he insisted.

"Oh really? And what are they 'Watkins Salesmen'? Yeah right." Bosco mocked. "I can't believe you man, you just came down off a hit. What, are you that hooked that you can't even go 2 hours without a bang?" Bosco asked in disbelief.

"Look you wouldn't understand," Mikey said getting upset. "All you ever do is jump to conclusions. You never hear my side of the story, never listen to me and you never want to help me!" Mikey spat as he neared Bosco.

"Yeah?" Bosco said throwing his arms up in the air. "Try me."

"Okay I owed this guy a favor. And then one thing led to another and I got the hit and now I," he paused, "I just can't seem to break away." He said looking at Bosco.

"Can't break away, gee like I haven't heard that before," Bosco said rolling his eyes. "And what kind of favor?" Bosco asked.

"Can't tell you," Mikey said getting mad again.

"Why not?" Bosco said getting angry again.

"I just can't okay Bosco! So drop it," he said putting his hands on his chest and pushing Bosco backwards. "It's not your concern."

"Not my concern?" Bosco asked in shock. "My brother's involved with a bunch of drug dealers and it's not my concern?" Bosco half laughed.

"That's what I said!" Mikey yelled at him.

"Hey I thought Boscorelli didn't have a car?" Burt said as they pulled up beside Bosco's car in front of the warehouse. "We got guests," Burt said simply as he went for his gun.

"I hate uninvited guests," Clyde said as he tucked his gun into his pants pocket.

"Yeah but our buyers will be here shortly. What do we do with his company?" Burt asked.

"Show them our version of hospitality," Clyde laughed.

"Why did you see them in the first place?" Bosco asked feeling his anger start to subside.

"I needed some money and they had a job for me," Mikey said. "Which is more than you have ever had for me big brother!" He spat his anger not subsiding. He pushed Bosco away from him.

"Oh is that so?" Bosco said as he pushed Mikey back.

"You know if mom knew the real you she'd be pissed. You're nothing but a big bully! You care only about yourself!" Mikey shouted as he pushed back. "I have a good mind to show you how mad I really am," Mikey said in anger.

"What, you think you can take me on?" Bosco laughed. "With my hands tied behind my back I could kick your ass any day," Bosco boasted. "Stevie Wonder could kick your ass."

"You're hopeless!" Mikey shouted. "Look you better leave I have a job to do."

"This guy what did you do for him?" Bosco asked pointedly.

"Why not let the guy answer," Said a voice from behind. Bosco quickly turned around only to come face to face with a smiling Clyde and a frowning Burt.

Faith paced nervously back and forth in her small apartment living room.

"You're wearing the carpet," came Fred's short reply.

Faith just stared at him with an annoyed expression.

"I'm worried about Bosco," she said plainly.

"What else is new," Fred said sarcastically as he went back to reading the paper. Faith just stared back at him but didn't say a word. "He doesn't deserve it you know," Fred said not looking up.

I can't help it, she said inside. He's my partner and friend. And even though we fought today I will never stop caring for him, he'll always be special to me. I can't tell Fred how worried I am because he doesn't like Bosco in the first place. Faith sat down and replayed over and over in her mind the confrontation that her and Bosco had earlier. Man was it stupid, she told herself. And now your partner has gone off by himself to try to find his brother who is probably with some very bad people right now.

Oh Bosco whatever happens tonight I hope you don't do something stupid. I hope everything works out okay.

"Who the hell are you?" Bosco asked looking directly at Clyde.

"A friend," he calmly replied. "Hi Michael how are you?" Clyde asked looking past Bosco.

"Fine Clyde," Mikey replied firmly looking at Bosco.

"Yeah one big happy family. Look we are having a conversation here. But if you need the space I'll gladly take my little brother and finish it someplace else," Bosco said as he went to move for Mikey.

"Brother?" Clyde said with a sinister smile as he turned and looked at Bosco. "Big brother?" He laughed. "How sweet," he said sarcastically.

"Yeah sweet this pal," Bosco said as he gave him the finger and grabbed Mikey's arm and tried to leave. Clyde looked at Burt with an amused expression. This one's got fire in him, too bad it will get him in trouble, Clyde smiled, not being sorry at all.

"Now just where do you think you are you going?" Clyde said standing in Bosco's way.

"Away from here," Bosco said in his face not backing down.

"Oh really? Well I don't think little brother wants to go with you," Clyde said gesturing to Mikey who was pulling away from Bosco.

"Yeah well he doesn't know what he wants half the time anyways," Bosco said sarcastically as he tried to move past Clyde again. Clyde blocked his path again.

"Look man…" Bosco said as he felt himself start to get a bit nervous from the confrontation. I have to get Mikey away from here he told himself, and fast. There is something wrong with these guys. Told you so, said the little voice of concern that now was finally heard in his mind. You should have told Faith the little voice said.

"Mikey do you want to go with your brother? Or stay here with us?" Clyde said looking at Mikey who was now standing on his own behind Bosco.

"I want to stay," he said giving into what he knew he'd be rewarded with.

"What? Are you insane?" Bosco said in shock as he turned around to face his brother. He walked up to him and whispered in his ear, "look we have to get away from these guys. They are bad. Something is not right here," he said.

"No they're not," Mikey insisted. "You just don't know them."

"Yeah I do," Bosco insisted not seeing Clyde moved in behind him. "I arrest guys like these every day."

Clyde walked up and stood behind Bosco. "Let's talk. I can explain everything," he said into Bosco's ear.

"Yeah well I don't feel like talking," Bosco said not looking at him but staring directly at his brother.

"It's okay Bosco he just wants to talk," Mikey said.

"You stay out of this," Bosco said angrily to Mikey.

Burt looked at his watch then glanced at Clyde. They better end this and fast. Their buyers would be here shortly, and Mikey still needed to deliver their package for them.

Clyde could see that Mikey's brother was trouble. If I let him leave with Mikey he'll stop him from delivering the package. But if I keep him here I make sure that Mikey does what he's told and big brother won't interfere. Clyde smiled and drew his gun as he neared Bosco.

"Oh please stay," Clyde said as he pulled his gun out and shoved it into Bosco's back. "Actually I'm going to have to insist."

Bosco felt the gun in his back and all of a sudden he felt very vulnerable. Damn it, he cursed inside why did I leave my gun at home.

"What do you want?" Bosco asked keeping his anger in check.

"Mikey I have something in the truck for you," Clyde said as he tossed his keys to Mikey. "In the backseat. You'll know what it's for," he smiled. "Big brother will wait here."

"Mikey don't do it man," Bosco warned as Clyde pushed the gun further into his back.

"It's okay Bosco. It's no big deal," he said as he started to leave.

"Mikey!" Bosco called after his brother. He tried to rush after him but Clyde clamped a hand down firmly on his shoulder and held on.

"Let go!" Bosco said while Clyde just smiled and held him in place.

"Leave me alone Bosco!" Mikey called in anger as he disappeared into the darkness.

"What's really going on here?" Bosco asked after Mikey had left.

"You know you're the wrong man in the wrong place at the wrong time," Clyde said firmly to Bosco.

"Story of my life. Now what do you want?" Bosco asked getting mad.

Clyde gestured to Burt to come to him.

"We want you to be our guest for awhile. So that little brother can get his job done without big brother interfering," Clyde said into his ear.

"Yeah? Well I don't want to be here," Bosco said as he tried to pull away.

"Burt please show big brother here how much we want him to stay," Clyde laughed as he pulled away from behind Bosco.

Before Bosco could turn around, Burt walked up behind Bosco and hit him in the back.

"Ahh." Bosco cried out as he fell forwards. Burt wasted no time in jumping on his back, pinning him down and grabbing his wrists behind his back and tying them tightly together with some rope.

"Let me go you jagoff!" Bosco shouted as he struggled to get free. Bosco could feel himself starting to panic. He knew his brother was in no condition to get help and was probably looking forward to whatever Clyde had left for him. He struggled to get free but was unable. Okay so now I start to panic Bosco told himself, now when it's too late. Damn it Faith was right.

"Now now," Clyde laughed as Burt hauled Bosco up to a standing position. "We just want to talk to you," he smiled.

"Talk? Like hell," Bosco said angrily in Clyde's face.

"Well if you had something else in mind," Clyde laughed.

"What do you want with my brother? What's he doing for you?" Bosco asked as he tried to pull away from Burt's grasp. Burt laughed and held Bosco's arm firmly.

"He still owes me a favor," Clyde said. "And tonight he pays."

Clyde grabbed Bosco by the arm and dragged him over to some crates. "Now be a good boy and sit. And try not to cause trouble," he laughed as he forced Bosco to sit down.

Bosco sat down and tried to work his hands free. The knots would not give as Burt had made sure there was no room to give. He just watched at the two men planned whatever was about to go down shortly. Damn it, why didn't I just tell Faith were I was going? He cursed inside.

"Where will we put him when Mr. Tang comes?" Burt asked Clyde as they stood a few feet away from a struggling Bosco.

Damn I have to get free Bosco told himself. I have to get away from these guys. I have to stop Mikey from whatever he's going to do for them.

"We'll put him in the back until after our business is done," Clyde said.

"And after that?" Burt asked.

"Don't know yet but I'm sure I'll think of something," Clyde laughed at he looked at Bosco.

Man I'm in trouble Bosco said as he stared back at Clyde. I don't like the way that guy looks at me, like he's already measuring me for a coffin.

Mikey came back with a small black bag and a big smile on his face.

What the hell is he involved with this time? Bosco asked himself as he looked at his brother.

"Thanks Mikey. You know what to do," Clyde said.

"Yes I do," Mikey said as he looked around and saw Bosco sitting away from them on some crates with his hands tied behind his back.

"Bosco? What happened?" He said walking up to his brother. "Why is he like this?" Mikey asked as Clyde walked up to him.

"Well I asked him nicely to stay but he tried to leave, and I just didn't want him to go yet. I really do want to talk to him. But don't worry, he's okay," Clyde said as he put a hand around Mikey's shoulders and looked at Bosco.

"No I'm not," Bosco said pointedly.

Clyde ignored him.

"When will he leave?" Mikey asked feeling the drug's starting to take over, totally ignoring his brother's pleading looks for help. He didn't take a big hit because he knew he had to be at least a little bit focused for his job, but Clyde had left him a little something on the seat to take the edge away and it was starting to work.

"As soon as we have our little chat," Clyde smiled.

Bosco just looked helplessly from his brother to his captor and got a sinking feeling.

"Okay. Is there anything else I can do for you before I go and do my job?" Mikey asked turning away from Bosco.

"Mikey!" Bosco shouted. "What the hell are you doing?" He can't leave me here with these guys, Bosco's worried mind told him. He can't leave me like this. He can't his mind raced in panic.

Clyde guided Mikey away and whispered in his ear, to which Bosco noticed produced a large smile on his brother's face.

"Mikey! Don't do it!" Bosco shouted but to no avail. Clyde pulled something from his pocket and turned to Bosco and smiled.

Why do I get the feeling I'm in serious trouble here? Bosco asked himself while he struggled in vain to get free.

"Oh yeah there is one more thing you can do for me before you leave," said Clyde out loud as he turned to Mikey with a thick black scarf in his hand.

Bosco just watched helplessly. If only they tied my hands in front, then I could at least take them on and have a fighting chance. Damn it Mikey, if you weren't stoned I wouldn't be in this situation right now. I wish I told Faith, I wish I told her were I am. I wish she were here right now. She'd get me out of this.

"You can blindfold big brother for me," Clyde laughed at the look on Bosco's face.

"What?" Bosco said in quiet horror. Blindfold? The dark? Damn it. He better not do it, he knows I hate the dark. I'll kill him if he leaves me here with these guys and I can't see. He can't leave me here blindfolded at their mercy.

Mikey took the scarf and walked up to Bosco.

"You better not do it man. You put that on me and your dead," Bosco warned feeling panic taking over.

Mikey stood before Bosco with the scarf in his hand and his mind was a mix of emotions. He didn't really want to do it and at the same time didn't really see the harm. Sense and reason were quickly losing to the euphoria of his latest hit; otherwise he never would have done it.

"He just wants to talk to you Mo," Mikey said as he moved towards Bosco.

Bosco jerked his head back when Mikey brought the scarf to his face. "Like hell Mikey. He is going to kill me," Bosco shouted in anger.

"No he's not," Mikey half laughed.

"Yeah I just want to talk to you Mo," Clyde laughed as he walked up behind Mikey. "Go on Mikey, you can do it," Clyde laughed relishing in Bosco's helpless state.

"Mikey I swear man you do this and I'll…" was all Bosco got out as Mikey took the scarf and gagged him with it. Bosco tried to twist his head away but Mikey succeeded in tying the scarf tightly behind his head. Bosco cursed in anger and pulled away. He looked up at Mikey with a look of contempt and betrayal.

I know he hates the dark, I just couldn't leave him here blindfolded, he told himself. This way he can't say something stupid and get himself hurt, he reasoned inside.

"Oh well that will work also," Clyde smiled. "Talk is over rated," he mused quietly.

"Sorry Bosco," Mikey said. Mikey turned around to Clyde. "When are you going to let him go?"

"Don't worry about him," Clyde smiled while he looked past Mikey to a struggling Bosco, "I'll take good care of big brother," Bosco looked at Clyde with a look of fear and panic. "And when I'm done talking I'll drop him off at home."

Take care of me? Like hell, Bosco said inside, while he muttered into the gag.

"Okay. See you tomorrow Bosco," Mikey said turning to leave.

Bosco stared at his brother in anger. WHAT, his mind screamed? Tomorrow? What the hell is he doing? He can't just leave me here alone and defenseless with these guys. Bosco shook his head furiously no but Mikey wasn't paying any attention. He just can't leave me here. Damn it, he cursed inside. He tried to get up but Clyde put a hand on his chest and forced him back onto the crate.

"Yeah, nice try," Clyde smiled at Bosco. "Hey Mikey," he called. Mikey turned around and Clyde pulled a small white packet from his jacket pocket. "One for the road man. You earned it," he smiled as he threw the small hit at Mikey. Mikey smiled and took it happily. "But save it for after the job," Clyde smiled. That way by the time you wake up and get back here we'll all be long gone and you won't remember a thing, Clyde said inside as he turned his back to Bosco and watched Mikey leave.

"Go set up," he said to Burt.

Bosco's eyes opened wide in terror. What is he doing? Is he seriously leaving me here? He managed to get himself off the crate and put his shoulder down and charged at Clyde. He hit Clyde in the back but instead of staying upright he stumbled and they both fell to the ground. Bosco tried to get back up but Clyde grabbed his leg and held him down. Clyde moved himself so that he was able to grab Bosco's arms from behind and hold him, Bosco struggled against him but Clyde laughed and held on.

Mikey heard the scuffle and turned around to see Bosco being held on the ground by Clyde.

"You're just going to talk to him right?" He asked already half dazed.

"Yeah just talk, that's it," Clyde laughed. "Now you better get going, don't want to be late," Clyde laughed.

"Okay," Mikey said as he left.

NO! Bosco tried to call out to Mikey but all that escaped his lips were garbled sounds.

Once Mikey left, Clyde got up and roughly hauled Bosco to a standing position in front of him. Clyde grabbed his jacket and pulled him close. "You know behavior like that will merit punishment!" He laughed. Burt moved closer and stood beside Clyde looking at Bosco.

Bosco stood in the room before the two men and cursed himself for letting his anger get the best of him. It put down his guard. Damn why I am so stubborn sometimes? How the hell am I going to get out of this one? But unbeknownst to Bosco his police ID fell from his pocket when he collided with Clyde. Clyde grabbed Bosco's arm and dragged him back to the crate.

"Now sit there!" He said as he pushed Bosco towards the crate. Bosco lost his footing and fell to the floor. Bosco cursed into the gag. "And behave!" Clyde said in anger. As he walked back to the small desk he created he spied Bosco's wallet on the floor.

"Very careless of you," he laughed as he picked it up. "You lost your wallet. You know you should try to be careful. You might not be able to prove who you are," he laughed.

Damn it, Bosco cursed inside. That's not my wallet that's my police ID. What the hell is he going to do when he finds out I'm a cop? Bosco watched fearfully as Clyde slowly opened the wallet. His watched his smile turned evil and saw his demeanor changed and he knew he was in serious trouble.

"Let's see how much Bosco is worth," Clyde laughed as he opened his wallet. His smiled turned serious as he beheld what was in front of him.

I'm in serious trouble now, Bosco said as a sinking feeling started to develop in the pit of his stomach as he looked up at Clyde.

"Well well it seems you are worth a lot more than I would have guessed," Clyde said seriously as he looked directly at Bosco, "officer."