Jessica Mckinney (aka Nevada) stood on the Brooklyn Bridge looking out on Brooklyn. "Brooklyn, it's good ta be home." Nevada said before she started to head into the Brooklyn Territory. Within minutes Nevada was standing on Brooklyn soil. She was so happy to be back after two years or exploring the U.S (She only got as far as Kansas though.) Her first mission was to find Spot Conlon, he was her protector they were the most important things in each others life before she left. Spot and Nevada had a special bond, more of a brother-sister thing than anything else. Nevada looked down and caught her reflection in a pool of water, it was a reflection of a tired looking, chestnut-haired, green-eyed 16 year old girl. She noticed that she had changed (looks wise) in the past two years. "Hey you!" Nevada called out to a newsie around the age of 10. "Whaddya want?" The kid replied. "Ya know who Spot Conlon is? "Whaddya take me for? Some kinda idiot? Course I know who Spot Conlon is." The kid said surprised. "So-ry. Well do ya knows where I could find im?" "Prolly back at da lodgin house." "Thanks kid." Nevada said before running off towards the house. In five minutes Nevada was standing in front of the Brooklyn Newsboys Lodging house. She hesitated before running up the steps and into the house. When she walked into the main room all of the newsies turned to look at her. She rolled her eyes and said, "I'm lookin for Spot can anyone tell me where he is?" Silence filled the room, partly because they were wondering why a sweet and innocent looking girl (A/N notice how I put looking) would be looking for a jerk like Spot. Also because they'd never seen a girl in the house before. Eventually one brave soul spoke up. He was a small boy around the age of 12 with black hair and green eyes. (Obviously Italian) "Third floor, second door on your right." The boy said. "Thanks." Nevada said before she ran up the stairs. When she got to the right door her hand trembled as she reached for the handle because she was so excited to see Spot again. When she opened the door, the once loud room was silenced and everyone was staring at the stranger, all except Spot who was laying on his bed with his eyes closed. When he realized that everyone stopped talking, he opened his eyes and sat up to see the stranger. A look of surprise spread across his face. "Hiya Spot." Nevada said smiling. "Nevada!" Spot said as he tore across the room to give Nevada a hug that nearly knocked her off her feet. "Spot, it's so good ta see yas again." Nevada said pulling away from the hug. The other newsies looked on in shock because they could never imagine Spot Conlon, the fearless leader of the Brooklyn newsies, having a soft side. "I've missed ya so much." Spot, one year older than Nevada, couldn't take his eyes off of her. He didn't remember her being so beautiful. Before long Spot remembered the other newsies in the room and suddenly got embarrassed. "Nevada, ya wanna get outa heah, ya know go somehweah where wes can talk." Spot said quickly. "Ya I think dat would be a good idea." Nevada said smiling.