Hey guys, it's SomedayonBroadway here posting the third story of bexlynne's and my joined account. I hope you guys are ready for some more odd crossovers and some odd stories in general.

Personally, I am super stoked for this story. It's gonna a bit of a rollercoaster. But i really hope you guys like it!

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The quiet was refreshing. Jack couldn't remember the last time he'd actually gotten to close his eyes for a minute while it was actually peaceful around him. But he knew better than anyone that it couldn't stay like that. Especially not with brothers like his.

"Bear? Could we play a game?"

That irresistibly, sweet voice broke through the tense silence of the small train carriage that four boys shared. The boy wished it hadn't. He wished he could just go to sleep. He couldn't remember the last time he'd actually been able to rest so well. Drearily, Jack's eyes slid open to find his three other boys in the room.

The sigh that escaped his lips must've been tuned out by all of them, or at least the two on the other side of the car. One of them, the older of the two on the other seat, sat up, waiting in an agonized silence as the rode along. If he leaned any closer to that window Jack was sure he'd be pressed up against it. Those big blue eyes were unseeing, to stressed about what was to happen next for all of them. On his lap was the head of the boy with the twisted up leg. He wasn't sleeping either, despite the barely rising sun. The blue-eyed boy was running soft fingers through his hair as they both looked off worriedly into the nothingness. But it was the boy right in front of Jack that had been speaking to him, practically begging him for some kind of distraction from the tense situation at hand. And Jack would be damned if he didn't give him one.

"C'mere, Romeo…" he breathed, reaching over to pick the boy off the ground and place him on his chest, softly running hands through his hair and down his back. "What kinda game do ya wanna play, baby?" he asked, his voice still a whisper as he did not want to disrupt the quiet completely. He painted on a smile and let the little boy squirm around on top of him for a moment to get comfortable.

"How 'bout the quiet game?" suggested a bitter, sarcastic voice from the other side of the car. Jack glared before he could stop himself.

"Let 'em be, Race. Playin' a game sounds betta' than sittin' here in silence," the other boy sighed as he sat up, shaking himself a little bit so he was more awake.

The child in his arms was scared, that much was clear to Jack. All of them were. They didn't know what to expect anymore. So Jack just cradled the boy to him for a moment before looking around the small room they were stuck in. Then, after silence passed and the tense room almost killed them all, the oldest boy in the carriage whispered, "I spy, with my little eye, something… brown," he decided after a moment, not able to stop the grin that spread across his face at the giggle he got from the boy on his chest.

"It's Crutchie's crutch!" he answered much too quickly as he wiggled around in Jack's hold so that his back was against his big brother rather than his stomach.

The boy across the car snorted. "Wow, Jackie. Real tough one there," Crutchie rolled his eyes and smiled, quickly joining in when he saw the grin on his baby brother's face. The eight year old smiled at him and the world was suddenly a better place. "I spy, with my little eye, something… green."

It went on like that for a while. Three boys trying to forget their troubles so that they could just smile with each other for a single moment. But eventually Jack knew he had to do something about the boy staring aimlessly out the window, holding back his anxieties and staying quiet thinking they'd all forgotten about him. So Jack stopped and his face became solemn for a moment. "C'mon, Racer…" he pleaded quietly. "Lighten up a bit, would ya?" Jack was at a loss when the boy just glared at him. He hated how quiet the boy was. It was odd and unusual, but he didn't press. Race would come to him eventually, he knew that much. So he just shook his head and turned back to Romeo.

The boy was yawning and his eyes were drooping as he curled up on his brother. "You wake me up so you can take a nap?" the oldest boy laughed. "I don't think that's how it works, kid!" Not that he wanted to wake the boy, but they were due at their destination any moment now. Romeo should be awake when they got there, it was only polite. So he began tickling the child's sides, up and down, until the boy was a squealing, wiggling mess on top of him.

"Jack, stop!" Romeo cried, tears in his eyes as he tried to pry his big brother's hands away from him. But Jack was relentless, and before long, he lifted the boy up so he could hover above him as he laughed and brightened up the world as he did so. "Bear!" he whined, still giggling madly as Jack gently threw him up in the air only to catch him and cradle him to his chest again.

"Why don't ya just let 'im sleep? At least one a' us woulda gotten some shut eye."

Oh boy, Jack thought as he glanced over to see Race shaking his head at him, the lack of sleep making him even more moody than usual. "Ya coulda gotten some sleep if ya came ova' here and relaxed like I told ya to," Jack shot back, a bit annoyed that the boy never listened to him. But Race just shook his head and rolled his eyes. "Stop worryin', kid. The world ain't always gonna be out ta get us," he promised, trying to calm the boy who wasn't even too much younger than him.

"Well…" Crutchie smirked, nudging Race with his elbow. "Maybe it'll always have it out for you, but the rest of us will be just fine," the boy stated, winking at Romeo as he looked up from Jack's chest.

Scoffing, Race stood to his feet, hoping to stretch for even just a moment before his whole world might turn upside down. It was then that Jack sat up, still cradling their littlest brother in his arms and patting the seat next to him, welcoming Race to sit once more. "What did I tell ya?" Jack whispered, rocking Romeo back and forth as he snuggled into him and as Crutchie limped his way over to sit beside them.

"I ain't gotta be scared a' nothin'..." Race repeated in a mutter, barely believing the words as they escaped his lips. Though, he lay his head down on Jack's shoulder and grasped onto his shirt sleeve with his bare hands. "Do we gotta be here, Jack?"

The words struck him hard as Crutchie began to run hands through Romeo's hair.

The four of them. A new home. It never did go too well. No matter how much hope Jack had that maybe he this time would be different, it always ended in disappointment. He had to set rules for his babies and they had to have codes for when they were in trouble so they wouldn't get hurt more than they were inevitably going to. And in that moment, all Jack wanted to do was scoop them up and take them in himself. He was more a father to them than they'd ever had. He deserved to be able to keep them under his own watch.

The government said no. They weren't his. Jack knew better. If he didn't protect them, who would?

And as that train came to a stop, four boys were huddled together in a circle of fierce protection and just about nothing could tear them apart. But when a man opened their door and threw in the single bag they carried with them, they knew it was time to go.

"Get a move on, boys…" Jack mumbled, gently setting the youngest of them on his feet. "It's time ta go…" And off they went.

"Is this a good place?" Romeo asked, his small hand finding Jack's. "Or a bad one?"

The oldest sighed. "I don't know, pal," he admitted, squeezing his brother's hand. "But ya believe in luck, don't ya?"

When Romeo didn't answer, Race piped up. "Come on, Rome. You'se beat me at cards once or twice. That's gotta be luck."

"Race!" Jack hissed, sending the blonde boy an irritated glare. "Ya ain't helping." Race rolled his eyes, bending down to pick up the carpetbag as Jack comforted their brother, scooping the kid up into his arms to rest on his hip. "The three of us'll always be here ta look afta ya, ya know that, right? 'Specially me. I'm your big brother, it's my job."

That coaxed a small smile out of Romeo. "Thanks, Bear," he said in a small voice, wrapping his arms around Jack's neck.

"Alright," Jack said, glancing around the compartment. "I got the kid, Race has got the bag, Crutchie's got his crutch..." He grinned. "Let's get this show on the road."

It was going to be rough. New homes always were, no matter how nice the people there pretended to be. It was a miracle they'd managed to stay together this long- four boys, three of them teenagers, one with what many would call a disability. They would be walking on eggshells for the first week or two, testing the waters, getting the feel of the people here. It was hard, and Jack knew that better than anyone. He always tried to take the brunt of whatever situation life decided to throw them into next. But they had always stayed in Manhattan, where he had friends and connections and word was spread about which foster homes were good and which ones you should get out of fast.

The place they were now wasn't Manhattan, that was for sure. Trees and rolling hills stretched out in every direction, the railroad tracks cutting a harsh line through the scenery. No matter where he looked, that's all he saw. Grass, hills, trees, train tracks. Not a house or a building or an automobile in sight. The train station itself was little more than a shack near the rails. Everything about it was new and unfamiliar, and oh God, he was so scared.

A small whimper from Romeo snapped him back to reality, and he automatically cradled the dark-haired boy closer as he sent a tentative glance toward his brothers. Crutchie was taking deep breaths and trying not to cry, and Race's blue eyes were wide. Every muscle in the boy's body was tensed, like he was about to bolt. With a deep breath, Jack squared his shoulders, setting Romeo on his feet. He was the oldest. He was the example. He couldn't afford to be scared, not with so much to lose.

So much to lose... He took another long look at the three boys, scraping up the last of his courage. "Mr. Kloppman sent word he'd pick us up," he said, reaching over to fix Race's coat collar. The curly-haired blonde batted his hand away, but Jack ignored him. "So we just have to wait. I'm sure he'll be here soon."

"Is that him?" Crutchie asked doubtfully, pointing down the dirt road. Emerging from behind the hills was a cart, driven by a gray-haired man with wire-rimmed glasses and pulled by a tired gray horse, kicking up dust. All four boys stood motionless, rooted to the spot as the cart ground to a stop right in front of them.

"Are you the four boys from the city?" the driver called. "I sure hope you are, seeing as there's nobody else here," he joked when the silence stretched out a bit too long. "I don't know your names, but I'm-"

"Mr. Kloppman," Jack finished for him, reaching over to shake the man's hand. Courage, he reminded himself. "I'm Jack Kelly, sir. And these are my brothers, Anthony, Charlie, and Nicolas," he explained, gesturing to each boy in turn.

The old man nodded, sending them a friendly smile. "Nice to meet you, boys," he said, dropping the reins and climbing down from his seat. "If you'll show me where your trunks are, I'll load them up and we'll get going."

"Right here, sir," Race supplied, holding out the bag.

If Kloppman was surprised, to his credit he didn't show it. "Good lad," he said, clapping Race on the shoulder. He didn't hear the boy's sharp intake of breath, or see the stricken look on his face, for which Jack was grateful. "Hurry up, climb in," the old man said, glancing back at them as he re-took his seat. "I'd like to make it home before dark."

Jack was first to climb into the little cart, reaching down to lift Crutchie up and then helping Race with the bag while the younger boy boosted Romeo up to his seat. "Onward!" Mr. Kloppman said cheerily. Onward, Jack agreed grimly. Off to the unknown.

There you have it! The first chapter of Newsies in Narnia!

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