Papers and Lace
By Celtic Wind
Summary: What happens with Jack and Sarahafter the strike?
Disclaimer: I own nothing newsies, their owned by Walt Disney studios I think. Anyway I wish I did I'd keep Jack locked up in my basement. Loll.
Author's note: this is my first newsies fic but it's one of my favorite movies and has since it first came out in theaters. I've been looking for story about Jack and Sarah but since I can't' find them I thought I'd try my hand at one.
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Sarah Jacobs made her way through the crowd, she preyed it was not a roomer but she couldn't be sure, she couldn't see that well with all of the working kids and newsies scattered about. She'd been on her way home, fighting the tears as she went, thinking of how she'd never answered Jack's question, did she care?? She'd known then but she'd been afraid. What if it had just been the strike that had pushed them together, what would happen when it was over?
Now though she knew that if he'd truly come back it was right, she could tell him and maybe they'd have a chance.
She felt someone grab her arm and recognized Spot he grinned and began shoving kids out of her way.
Jack heard the commotion even over the roar of voices and found Spot leading someone through the crowd. He felt his heart catch when he spotted the tearstained face.
"Sarah…" He breathed, it did matter. He didn't need the words now; he could see the truth so clear in her beautiful eyes.
When she was almost to him the crowd surged and Sarah found herself flying at Jack. His arm came around her, holding her to him as their mouths met in a passionate kiss, one speaking of all those things both had longed to say and yet not had the right words.
The cheering intensified as the coupled hugged and Jacked leaned close whispering.
"I'll take that as a yes."
"You better." She giggled and for a short second rested her head on his shoulder.
They turned to watch as Teddy Roosevelt's carriage pulled away, with Spot in it. Spot's gaze met Sarah's and he tipped his hat.
"Bye Spot!" She saluted him and then he was waving to Jack who waved back.
"Back to Brooklyn!"" Jack called waving back.
Walking together, David, Jack, Sarah, Les and Crutchy followed the carriage for a little ways. Denton caught up to them and he and David shook hands. Still Sarah was too busy trying to guess what would happen next. Would Jack regret staying?
These were the thoughts that plagued her as she walked home a time later. She left jack
And the others to their work, heading home to do her own. She'd missed a night's sleep but she couldn't afford to rest, she had a lot of lacework to finish and before tomorrow.
TBC
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PLZ let me know what you think, should I continue?