Dodger continued to walk, his feet acing. He'd managed to untie the knot that bound his hands, but his wrists were still a little sore. He had been walking for some time, before he spotted where he was going - London.

-x-X-x-

"Whoa, Scull," Cat muttered. The mule stopped walking. Cat turned and smiled at Oliver.

"Well, Ollie. Where's ya house?"

"Grovner Square," Oliver said.

Cat's eyes widened. "You live wit' the Brownlows?"

Oliver nodded. "Is that a big deal?"

Cat swallowed. "Uh, no, I guess not, but…wow. Rich folk, the Brownlows. Oh, sorry kid." She stopped talking once she spotted Oliver looking uncomfortable.

"It's okay," Oliver told her. Cat grinned and picked up the reins.

"A'ighty, Scully - to Grovner Square!"

-x-X-x-

"Almost there, Ollie," Cat informed Oliver.

Neither had said much on the ride there, for whatever reason. Scully was trotting very fast when someone walked out in front of the mule.

"Whoa, Scull! Whoa!" Cat pulled back on the reins. She slipped off of Scully's back, muttering, "Stay 'ere," to Oliver.

She shook her head, limping towards the person. "I would like tae know, 'o would be so dumb as to walk right out in front of a mule, you idio-"

"Dodger?"

Oliver recognized the figure immediately, by the hat and his face. Cat went stiff, tilting her hat up.

"Cat?"

Dodger took his hat off. "Cat, I-"

"YOU!" Cat took a step forward, her fist raised. "I'll kill ya!"

Dodger's eyes were wide. "Cat…" Tears started to roll down his face. "Cat, I'm sorry!"

"SORRY?" Cat yelled. "You're SORRY?" Her eyes narrowed. "You almost got me KILLED!"

"I know…" Dodger murmured. "I didn't…I didn't mean…" He looked up. "Cat, please…"

"Cat, please don't hurt Dodger!"

Cat looked up at Oliver. "Why shouldn't I 'urt 'im?"

"Because he's my friend," Oliver said. "He helped me when no one would."

Cat looked at Dodger. "You did that?" she asked. Dodger nodded. Cat smiled.

"So, you've changed, eh?" she asked.

Dodger nodded again. "Yes," he muttered.

"I've gotta take Ollie 'ere back tae 'is 'ouse," Cat said. "I'll be back."

Dodger looked up at her, looking confused. "You…you're not gonna kill me?"

Cat chuckled. "No," she said. She reached up and wiped away one of his tears with her thumb. "An' stop cryin'."

Dodger let out a weak laugh as Cat remounted Scully. She winked at Dodger, and looked down the path.

"A'ight, Scully. To Grovner Square!"

-x-X-x-

Cat knocked on the door of the Brownlow's house. Oliver stood in front of her. One of Cat's hands was on his shoulder. He smiled up at her. Cat looked down at him, and smiled back. Both looked up, however, when they heard the door opening.

"Oliver!"

"Ms. Rose!"

Oliver ran into Rose's arms. Rose looked back into the house. "Uncle, it's Oliver!"

Mr. Brownlow appeared at the door in seconds. "Oliver! Where've you been, my boy?" He let out a hearty laugh. Then, he looked past Oliver. "And who's this?"

Cat half bowed, half curtsied in front of Mr. Brownlow, sweeping her hat off her head with her cane-hand. "Cora, sir. But 'm called 'Cat'." She glanced up at Mr. Brownlow.

"Well, hello there, miss," Mr. Brownlow replied. "How did you come to be here."

"Well," Cat said. "I was walking' through Abingdon, an' I found Ollie 'ere, an' 'e said 'e lost. Looked it, too. So, I brought 'im here."

Mr. Brownlow grinned. "Well, I must thank you, Cat, for bringing my grandson home."

"Yes, thank you," Rose added in.

Cat grinned. "You're welcome, all of ya." She looked down at Oliver. "You be good, a'ight, Ollie?"

Oliver pulled Cat into a hug. "I will. Visit, okay?"

Cat chuckled. "Ollie, your Grandfatha doesnae want trach like me in 'is 'ouse."

"What are you talking about?" Mr. Brownlow asked. "You're welcome here, Ms. Cat."

Cat's eyes widened, and then she grinned. "Well thank you, sir." She backed up, and looked at Ollie. "Take care, kid."

-x-X-x-

The next day, Oliver and Rose were going out to market. They were walking down the path away from the house.

"Look, it's a mule!" Rose said. "Look, Oliver!"

Oliver followed her finger. Scully was standing near a large oak tree. He looked at the tree, and saw that Dodger was sitting under the tree, with his hat tipped over his eyes. He was about to yell, "Hey, Dodger!" when he spotted a figure creeping towards the sleeping pickpocket. Oliver recognized the figure to be Cat. She was holding something in her hand. She lifted her fist, and chucked a rock at Dodger.

"Wot?" Dodger jumped up, grabbing his hat before it hit the ground. He whipped his head around, and spotted Cat. "Oh, no ya don't!" Dodger ran rehind her, hugging her from behind. Cat laughed, tilting her head and giving him a peck on the lips.

"Isn't that Cat? And…that's the boy that they arrested in the warehouse!" Rose gasped.

Oliver gulped. "Please, don't tell anyone it's him," he murmured.

"You thought I'd turn him in?" Rose asked. "If anything, I'd want to help him clear his name. He seemed like a decent man."

Oliver smiled, and kept walking.

The End! Did you like it? Did you hate it? Tell me in a reviewwww. Flames will go into a fire for Dodger and Cat to cuddle in front of. Dawww.

I like, love writing fluff. It makes me happy^^ But I HATE doing long, chaptered stories. I think I'll stick to one-shots from now on.