Rose and Blink sold together again the next day. They stopped early so they could walk to Brooklyn. When they got there, everyone was outside. Swimming half naked, the boys looked at them quizzically. Everyone knew Rose was gone, but why she was back, no one was sure.

Spot had more sense than to start telling everyone about what Shooter had told him. While Spot watched over his newsies, he sure couldn't trust all of them.

Rose walked up to Spot's "throne". Spot was laughing with another newsie.

"Spot, we'se needs ta talk." Rose didn't even bother to let the other newsie finish what he was telling Spot. "Now."

"Rose!" Spot hadn't been expecting Rose. When he saw Blink, he realized what this was about. "Blink."

"Now." Rose said again.

Spot hopped off the "throne". "Don't boss me 'round." Everyone was listening intently.

"Don't send one a' ya newsie ta spy on me."

"Not heah. Lodging house," Spot replied, pretty ticked off. He began stomping off the Brooklyn Lodging House, Rose close behind him, Blink behind her. "Not ya." Spot pointed at Blink. "Go home, Blink."

"But-…" Blink starred at Spot, confused.

"Go," Rose reassured him. "I'se find." Confused, sad, and even more confused, Blink shuffled away. Spot pulled Rose into the lodging house which was behind them. They went into Spot's room. "What da hell is wrong wit ya?"

"Me? I'se ain't got my tongue half way down someone else's throat!" Spot yelled.

"I'se don't knows what ya talkin' 'bout." Rose crossed the room, looked out the window at Blink walking across the Brooklyn Bridge. Spot followed her.

"I'se knows 'bout ya two." Spot watched Rose. Her face was didn't change.

"You'se don't knows nuttin'."

"What about Jack?" Spot asked. "I'se thought ya liked him."

"Didn't even see him. But I'se met Blink."

"I want you to move back heah," Spot commanded. Rose turned around in shock, but quickly recovered.

"No! I'se won't!"

"Listen to me! You're brother told me to take care of you! And that's sure as hell what I plan to do!" Spot yelled back.

"Robbie wouldn't care if I kissed a guy! He'd be proud! But he's dead!" Spot's eyes widened. Rose wasn't supposed to know Robbie was dead.

"How long have ya known?"

"I'se known from da first time ya told me. He's dead. And I'se wish you were too!" Spot cringed. He heard the hate in her voice.

"Rose-…" he reached out to touch her arm.

"Get da hell away from me! I hate you!" She ran out of the room. Spot decided it was better not to go after her. We watched out the window as she ran across the bridge. Defeated, he flopped down on his bed. How had this gone so wrong?

As soon as Blink saw Rose running, he ran to her. They meant half way across the bridge, since Blink had waited there for him. She hugged him, tears in her eyes. "Let's go home," he said. Rose nodded. Blink felt bad for her. "Are ya gonna be okay?" Rose nodded, though wasn't sure how she felt. She just let the confusion come out in tears.

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Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been really busy. And sorry the chapter's so short. I'm starting the next one right now, I swear.