The knock the resonated from the front door made all the greasers inside look at each other odd for a moment. When was the last time someone knocked at the door here. Darry got up and went to the door, surprised to see two uniformed men there.

"Were sorry to disturb you at this time, but may we come in and ask you a few questions?" The older of the two asked.

Darry nodded and stepped back letting the two come in and stand there.

"Now this is the Curtis residents right?"

"Yes," Darry answered, getting a bit worried.

"Are all members of your family here at the current moment?" The younger asked.

"My youngest brother isn't at the current moment, he went out for a walk,"

"How long has he been gone?"

"I'd say about a few hours,"

"Is he normally gone that long?"

"Sometimes, he loves to walk,"

"How old is he and what color hair does he have?"

Darry tilted his head a little. "Fifteen and he had redish blond hair, why?"

The cops shared a look. "Well I'm not really sure how to say this, but there was a fire at the small store about a ten minute walk from here and a younger male was trapped inside,"

"You don't think," The air felt like it was knocked out of his lungs.

"One of the managers that made it out said he saw a young male, about fourteen or so with red hair around the store and after the fire caught, he could hear the screams,"

By this time, the rest of the gang lost all color and Soda and Johnny looked near tears.

"The fire men are trying to put out the fires and when they do, they'll pull out the body and would you be willing to give us a blood sample to compare them, to see if it is your brother,"

Darry just nodded, all the strength to talk was gone.

"Were very sorry, but if he happens to come home, let us know ok son,"

Darry nodded again.

The cops tilted their hats and left. Darry stood there for a few seconds, then dropped to his knees and started crying.

The gang all started collecting tears in their eyes watching Darry.

Since it proved, even angel's fall.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Authors note~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

I know I know, such a sad cliff hanger, but never fear, it will be updated.

More than likely in about 20 mins or so, since I have the idea for the next chapter, or should I just let it sit and let you all bite your nails waiting?

Who knows.

I don't own the outsiders

And I got the idea for the last line from the song "even angels fall" by Jessica Riddle