"Hey Amelia, get up!" Shadow said getting a little mad at me. "Don't make me go get Spot!" she warned.

"I don't care go get Spot," I said turning over. Shadow was starting to get angry, but I didn't care because I was tired. A minute later Shadow came back in the room and Spot entered behind her.

"Amelia!" Spot yelled. I didn't respond.

"I'se give up I'se goin' tah' shower," Shadow said leaving the room.

"Amelia don't make me come up der'," Spot warned.

"I'se don't care I'se tired," I complained.

"Tired my ass, now get up!" Spot said climbing to my bunk.

"I'll push you!" I warned. I could feel him moving around.

"If I'se what?" Spot asked.

"Try one fast move and I'll push you'se sorry ass off this bunk." I repeated.

"Okay," he said putting a hand on my back and started to rub it.

"Off!" I commanded.

"Never," he said. I turned over and he started rubbing my stomach. I looked up and saw Spot sitting there on my bunk. He had his pants on but that was about it.

"Why are you'se rubbin' my stomach?" I asked.

"Cause your pregnant." Spot said with a laugh. Tears welled in my eyes I turned back on my stomach to hide my tears.

"I. Am. Not." I snapped.

"Yes you'se are you'se can't lie tah' your leader." Spot said. He grabbed my sides and turned me over and saw my tear stained face. "Oh…you'se really are?" Spot asked.

"Yeah, and last night I'se was supposed tah' get dah' baby beat out ah' me. If you'se knows what I'se mean." I said whipping my eyes.

"Wait and dat's why Harry was talking about dah' whole sleepin' wid' guys and money crap?" Spot asked.

"Yeah and I'se was ganna to tell you'se last night but I'se couldn't make myself. I thought you'd throw me out and I'se get beat again." I said.

"Oh, I'se sorry," Spot said quietly. Spot did something I didn't expect in the least bit. He gave me a hug. This was the first nice thing that I had experienced in a long time.

"Should I'se come back at a better time?" Shadow asked from the doorway.

"No, keep 'er here. I'se be back after I talk tah' Mr. Westmont." Spot said getting up and heading out the door.

"What dah' hell was dat' all 'bout?" Shadow asked.

"Um… nothin'…" I said whipping the tears from my eyes.

Downstairs:

"Westmont!" Spot yelled. "Mr. Westmont?" Spot called.

"What can I help you with Spot?" Mr. Westmont asked coming out of his office and coming behind the desk and greeting the boy.

"What would you'se do if you'se 'avin' a baby and you'se knew someone didn't want you'se tah' 'ave it?" Spot asked starting a man to man conversation.

"First off Spot, who did you knock up? And second off, I'm a man Spot I don't know. Third off, this is an interesting conversation for two men Spot." Mr. Westmont said.

"Okay, I'se now most fingers point at me. But I'se didn't screw dis' one up! She's one of me newsies," Spot said in his defense.

"Alright, what are you asking for?" Westmont asked.

"Advice, you'se married and had kids I assume." Spot replied.

"Yes this is true but I was never in the same situation as you. But, I'se would take her to a doctor and get everything looked at." Mr. Westmont said.

"Okay Westmont, you'se now any good doctors I'se could take 'er to?" Spot asked.

"Spot at this point I am 99% positive that this baby is yours. You take to much interest. But, I will give you a name." Westmont said writing a name and address down on a piece of paper.

"I'll say it again. It ain't mine! Why a midwife?" Spot asked reading the paper.

"Yes my boy a midwife best place to start. Also tell the girl that she gets free board." Westmont told Spot.

"Wow, she's ganna love dat'. Thanks Westmont! " Spot said shoving the paper in his pocket.

"Question Spot, what are you intending to do with this girl?" Westmont asked.

"Help 'er," Spot said running up the stairs.