AN: Alrightey my newsie loving fans as you can guess I'm writing another story but this is the sequel to Once Every Blue Moon( if you haven't read OEBM I suggest you do :] just so you understand what's going on). I read the whole story over recently and decided it didn't end right and that there's a lot left in the open so to appease my need for newsies (and hopefully yours too) I present to you When the Full Moon Rises.

Chapter 1: The True Meaning of Death

Sand could hear things being said but they were faint and her eyes were too heavy to open. Suddenly she started moving. The movement shocked her but she only felt a dull pain. She thought it felt more like being kicked while you're wrapped in a big fluffy blanket. Then a voice broke through and was clear and loud unlike the others. "Whe'e de taken her ta?" She recognized it as Spot before she knew what was going on. Everything flooded back and her eyes flew open as all the sounds overwhelmed her senses. The pain that radiated from her stomach was a lot more like the feeling of being hit by a train than a blanket now. She realized now that she was being carried but the men that were carrying the stretcher refused to let her sit up and see where she was at. She turned her head from side to side the best she could and saw the crowd of newsies that cased after them to God knew where she was being taken. As the group busted through some doors of a building ,Sand had no idea what it was though, the people carrying her yelled orders like, "Get the doctor!","Hurry she's lost a lot of blood!" and other things along that line. Then a wave of dizziness came over her and she heard someone say something but couldn't quite make it out after the room fell dark as her eyes closed again and the blanket wrapped around her again.

The doctors tried to get the pesky news boys to move away from the unconscious girl but it was nearly impossible. Two boys told a lot of the others to go and sell the papers and that they would take shifts to make sure she would be ok. A nurse watched as the doctors worked frantically to try and help the poor girl but she couldn't tell truly what was happening to the girl. The nurse had seen them bring in a boy not much older than the girl on the stretcher but even she, an untrained nurse, knew he was gone before he was even in the doors. The doctors backed away but as the news boys started to close in the doctors said it might be best to put her in a room to recover and that she shouldn't be around to many people in such a state.

As a few of the nurses carried the girl down one of the main hallways she approached the boys and said, "They're taking her to the West wing. That means the doctors believe she'll live. You see the put her in the direction in which the sun sets. I believe they think that if you are more likely to live they put you away from the direction in which the savior will supposedly come."

"What are yous talken about lady?" asked the shorter of the two.

"Spot no need ta be rude." said the tall on with a cowboy hat laying easily on his back.

"Well to answer your question many believe that Jesus, when he returns will come from the east that is why tombstones face the east." replied the nurse. "Now I'm afraid I must go."

As the blanket fell away from Sand she wasn't overwhelmed by noises and screams and pain. Instead she felt warm, quiet, and only a faded pain. As Sand attempted to sit up a nurse walked by and saw her struggling. She waved a nurse over to help Sand get comfortable and ran to some place at the end of the hall. She had just gotten settled when the hallway nurse came back but she had someone with her. With a sigh of relief Spot ran over and nearly choked her to death.

"I swear to God. yous eva do dat again and I will personally kill yous." Spot said in her ear but when she saw his face there was nothing but happiness.

"Spot you know I can't control when a psycho tries to kill me." Sand replied with a smile that reflected how she felt.

One of the nurses cleared her throat and explained, "You lost a lot of blood that is most likely why you went in and out of consciousness. Lucky for you, you only had to have some stitches. As far as we know there was no internal damage."

"What?" Spot and Sand asked.

The other nurse sighed and re-explained, "You had to get sewn up. We can't tell if there is anything was damaged deeper than your skin. Got It?"

"Yes. A lot easier to understand when you aren't being all medical about it." Sand replied.

"Hey. When can she leave dis place?" Spot asked just before the nurses turned to leave.

"Well she's awake now. The doctors will want to keep her over night just to be sure everything's going well when you're not sleeping for a week." a nurse replied and walked out she and was followed the other nurse.

"Spot how long have I been here?" Sand asked confused.

"Well…umm… It's been about two weeks since da acciden' but you kept wakin' up every few hou's the first week but yous been out cold fa a good week." Spot said cautiously.

"Two. Weeks." Sand said in disbelief. "I ain't stayin' here any longer."

Sand tried to get out of bed but was stopped by Spot holding her down. "Yous has been here fa two weeks you can wait one more day."

"Fine…but yous better let me at least walk by myself out da door." Sand said quickly.

Spot gave an approving nod and sat on the edge of the bed. To start conversation he started talking about what had happened since she was in the hospital.

"Not a lot has happened. Long Island nearly had a he'at attack when de heard but Mush, Race and Blink kept it down. Da Bulldogs ain't to happy neither. They been soakin' nearly every newsie since what happened. Nearly all da newsies in New York are hardly workin' waiting to see if da mighty Sand is still alive."

"Well is she still alive, Spot? You must finish your grand story of destruction." Sand said jokingly.

"I don' know. Are ya still alive?" Spot replied with as much laughter in his voice as Sand had heard in a long time.

"Well I suppose she's gotta be. I check out for two weeks and New York's gone ta h'll. I'm disappointed Spot." Sand couldn't hold the laugh that was building up.

AN: So what do you guys think?I would love to know so tell me.