A/N: Disclaimer- I do not own the movie or it's characters. Just my own and the story line.

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"Hey, Healah!" Blink shouted over the noise of the crowd at the Irving Hall to get my attention. "We need ya!" I finished my straightforward box into one of the policemen's noses, and glanced up to see where Blink was standing. The crowd was jostling him, but he managed to direct my attention towards where Jack had been caught by the bulls, and being carried down the staircase. My face paled. It seemed that the rally didn't go so well, and my knees started to weaken at the thought, but I shook myself out of it firmly. I was here for a reason.

I turned around, and started to punch my way towards where I saw Bumlets and Boots last, and sure enough, there they were, fighting back-to-back in a corner. Thank god they chose a corner. I growled, and bared my teeth as I forced my way over to them, and finally, I pushed my way out between two men, and stumbled to a firm footing in front of them. They startled at my sudden appearance, but I shook my head, pulling out my necklace bead.

The boys took one look at that, and they knew what was happening, shoving me behind them, fending off anyone who came my way. They knew I needed to focus for this. I sat down in the corner, and I breathed, tuning out all that was going on around me. I felt at peace, and I drew up power from the earth below me, the air around me- and from the rampant, hot, so-called 'useless' energy that my friends' fighting bodies emitted as they moved, leaving them with a feeling of coolness as I took the energy away. I gathered all this in a pool in front of me, seen only by me and by those who knew how to see it. I would need a lot for what I was going to do.

In a part of my mind, I was aware that Blink had managed to work himself over to where we were, and was helping Boots and Bumlets fight off the crowd. In a bit of foresight, and with a hint of reluctance, I told Bumlet to come over to me and to hold me upright in case something happened. He glanced over at me. I hadn't said a word, but he knew what I had asked. He glanced warily around, and ducked behind the fighting line to sit behind me. Blink and Boots filled the gap instantly, and Bumlets wrapped his arms around my stomach gently, lovingly, and I felt a rush of affection for him, which I'm sure he felt, since he had body contact with me, but I needed to work.

I centered into the place where I could see the pulsating pool of energy, and I knew in the back of my mind that Bumlets could see it too, and he felt amazed. I smiled bitterly. He was going to have to get ready for the ride of his life. I set my mind forward.

And I surged. I felt myself move through time and space like an underwater river in the sea, or like a current of air in the sky. I surged towards Jack Kelly, and as I did, every newsie shot up like a spot of gold in my sight, and I picked them up to go along with me, starting with those closest to me- and I found Jack Kelly. He was out of it, being carried by the bulls towards the door- but he was awake. Good. I needed that. I surrounded him an aura of gold light, and I felt the energy drain instantly, pulling me back with a painful jerk, but I had to keep going, to find the rest of the newsies.

I felt Bumlets behind me hug me a little tighter, and I knew he was worried about me, and I felt sad for him, but I couldn't stop. I needed to find the rest of the newsies and get us all to a safer place.

Soon I had them all lit up, and my energy was nearly all taken, and I felt so frail. I only had a spark left. I knew- and I felt- Bumlets behind me, and I could feel that he was very intensely worried about me now. He was also worried about all of ours' safety.

That sparked something in me. There were two sparks, dancing together. Determination. Another, softer spark joined the mix, followed by a few others. Love, tenderness, affection- love again, followed by loving joy. Seven sparks.

Again, my determination jumped to the front, and with my six last sparks, I catapulted myself, my friends- and my one true love- Bumlets, or as I knew him, Michael Patrick Johnson Junior- my love- I threw all of them to safety. Except for me. I went with them, but I left my life behind.

That was how much I loved them.

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Bumlet's POV

Before we even landed, I could tell she was gone. My one love. My true love. She was gone! My eyes started to sting and grow hot as the pain in my chest grew stronger and wrenched at my heart. I don't know why, but I opened my mouth to try and get rid of some of this pain. Healer was gone.

I landed with a rolling thump on a somewhat hard surface, which was cushioned by long grass, and I never let go of her. I was crying, and I didn't try to stop it. My heart was being torn out. My one love, my true love is-is…gone…dead. I closed my eyes, even though in my state, I couldn't see out of them anyways. My love…Healer…Hana.

I started to shake from the pain, and I held her to me, softer, closer. I had somehow ended up against a tree, and I used its support gratefully now as I pulled Hana further up into my lap. It hurt. I loved her, and now she was gone.

"Bumlets!" I heard Mush and Blink's voices calling for me from a distance away, and I didn't respond. I couldn't. I buried my face in Hana's neck. Into her body's neck.

"Bumlets!"

"Bumlets!" That was Davey boy. He was closer, and I heard feet walking clumsily closer to me, the tall grass rustling around him in the dark. Suddenly, the feet stopped, close by, in a shocked sort of way. The crickets chirped and the silence was sharp, and the only sounds were of the crickets and of my tears.

"B-bum..?" Davey. His voice cut through the night, and there was a scared question in his voice, as if he didn't really want to know the truth. I looked up, still shaking, my face tearstained and chilled by a slight breeze of the night. I couldn't really see his face through the blur of my tears and the night, but I blinked away my tears, and soon I could see him.

Dave's face showed shock, surprise, pain and sadness as he looked at me. He fell to his knees, shaking, his fists clenched and loosed, and he had the look of a man who no longer knew what to do.

"DAVE!" Blink and Mush's voice melded into one in a panic as they saw Dave go down, and I could hear them running up this way. I closed my eyes and rested my head back against the tree. I felt worn out and overwhelmingly sad, and I pulled Healer back up against me. I could hear Blink and Mush coming up through the sounds of the night, and opened my eyes again, after a fresh flow of tears warmed my cheeks, when I felt them get close, and I looked miserably over in their direction when they halted suddenly, just as Dave had. Their eyes widened and their mouths opened. They couldn't believe what they were seeing. Hana was dead. After all she had done for us, and for everyone else. She had always been the one who saved us when we fell.

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A/N: Oooooooh, I am EVIL! Well, don't worry, I'll update as soon as I can figure out how.