When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.

The weather, when he woke up, was surprisingly clear.  He hoped that was a good sign.  It was a Saturday, and he had plans.  Big plans.  The biggest plans he'd made in years, probably.

He was awake before Teresa and ( Read more... )

He should have left his phone in the car.  He should have stayed with his phone in the car, and not walked through the familiar worn door to the bar.  Should have stopped after the second shot.  Or the third.  Or the fourth.  His keys were now in the possession of his waitress, not that he would have driven anywhere.  He wished she had taken his ( Read more... )

A two hour tele-conference with the FBI was not Bosco's idea of a good time.  By the time he left the Captain's office he was cranky and restless.  His head was reeling from all that they had discussed and all the plans that had to be made.  Excitement and dread chased each other in his veins.  Christ, this was going to be a complicated couple of ( Read more... )

Sam left the envelope on the kitchen counter on his way out for his morning run.  He wasn't sure what Teresa's reaction to is gift would be; she'd only been back to work for a month, and might object to taking time off, but he could tell how tired she was at the end of each day (and sometimes even in the middle of the day, if she didn't know anyone ( Read more... )

Despite Vince's reassurance, Sam wasn't so sure that Teresa would understand his fight with Hansen.  It wasn't so much the beating up of Hansen that would upset her, though she would rather have that pleasure herself.  It was the damage Hansen had managed to do on his own body that Teresa would be upset about.  It wasn't just sore muscles that had ( Read more... )

There was no boxing ring in the SFPD training room.  What there was was a square painted on the floor and an understanding of certain unofficial rules of the game.  Bosco entered the room a few minutes before four and found it, as expected, empty.  He'd put the word out, quietly, that the room was his this afternoon and it had been understood, just ( Read more... )

Ever since their date the weekend before Lisbon had been quiet.  Withdrawn.  He knew she'd enjoyed herself, as much as she'd groused about the early wake up call.  He also knew that she was peeved at him for the way the ate had ended.  Or rather, the way it hadn't.  He was almost afraid she'd say no to Friday night dinner, but she'd agreed, so for ( Read more... )

Bosco, being Bosco, insisted on picking Lisbon up at her apartment, despite her insistence that they could meet there.  Wherever 'there' was, which was a detail he'd spent the last few days refusing to tell her.  Standing on her front step he tugged at the knot of his tie, telling himself that there was no reason to be nervous, but feeling the ( Read more... )

FULL NAME: Samuel Michael Bosco
GENDER: Male
DATE of BIRTH: March 15, 1955
PLACE of BIRTH: Newark, New Jersey
KNOWN RELATIVES: Mother and father, both still alive and living in Jersey.  An older sister, living in Jersey with her husband and three kids.  A younger sister, Laura, living in the Bay Area with her daughter Allie.
SIGNIFICANT OTHER(S): None
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