Notes: Here's the other half of what I had wanted to put in Chapter 9. Again sorry for slow updates. I plan on revealing the secret in the next chapter, however when you review I'd like to know if it's too early in the story line for Soda and Reilly to get together. Or have I explained enough for it to be okay for the relationship to start? After all it's chapter 10. I just don't want it to be like every other story and the relationship starts way to soon. I'd like to know opinions.

Chapter 10- Employee's Only

Dally's POV

Once Ponyboy had been ready for school, and Soda, Steve and Darry had to go to work, Dallas, Reilly and Chris left and had headed into town. Dally had stole them a few cokes, and now they were standing in an alley way drinking them, while Dallas smoked a weed from his pack of Kools. Looking down the alley, it was rather wide and didn't go too far down before it met an old wooden fence.

"When'd Soda ask us to meet them at DX again?" Dally asked. He took a drag of his weed while waiting for a response.

"At lunch." Reilly said plainly, drinking the rest of her coke before she chucked it down the musty old alley, watching it smash into little fragments on the ground.

"How the fuck am I suppose to know when their lunch is?" Dallas asked looking down at Reilly. Which really wasn't to far down since Reilly came up to Dally's shoulders.

"An educated guess?" Reilly shrugged. Dallas merely frowned and looked at Chris before throwing his weed on the ground.

"Well anyway, we still have an hour before its noon. I don't think they'd be eating just yet," Chris said breaking the silence, tapping on his watch. The three of them looked at each other and either sighed or mumbled something under their breath.

"What are a bunch of greasers doing here huh?" a voice from the entrance of the alley said. The three looked up and saw four socs standing in front of them with cocky smiles on, and wearing nice shirts that reeked of too much cologne.

"But this is where they belong," the short blonde one said. The others laughed in tune with him. Dallas frowned.

So the socs were there to pick a fight, and a fight is what they got. Dally had made the first move, by hitting the blonde socs who made the bright remark. He fought that one as well as another smaller soc. Chris took on the first soc that had spoke to them in the alleyway, and Reilly took on one her height that was rather thin and boney. It wasn't long before Dally, Reilly and Christian were winning, but then the first soc that Chris was fighting backed up and pulled out a switch blade.

"Come on! Fight us now Greasers!" he said.

"And I heard greasers were the unfair ones," Chris said backing up. The soc smirked and stepped forward, one other pulled out a switch blade. "Y'all got any blades?" Chris asked looking at Dally and Reilly.

Dallas opened his mouth to say something, but then a siren went off up the street and the socs bolted out of the alley and down the street into their car, driving off. Dallas looked at the back of the alley at the fence. There were a few boxes and garbage can back there sitting around. "Come on." He motioned running to the back. Reilly and Chris followed, jumping the fence to get away from the fuzz.

Reilly's POV

Reilly sighed looking back the way they came. It wouldn't have been a good thing if the fuzz had caught them. She could just hear their mother now. Reilly shuddered and looked ahead; they were slowly walking to the DX gas station.

"So did you actually have a blade on you Dall'?" Chris asked with his hands stuffed in his pockets.

"Nah, man. I had one on me a while ago, but Sheppard went and kicked it into the sewer when we were fighting a few weeks ago." Dally said, while holding another weed between his lips. He looked at Reilly. "What about you, I saw you reaching for something."

Reilly looked up slowly. "Yeah, I always carry a blade nowadays...I told you that before. Late Night, one girl, one or more socs, you need a weapon." Reilly said.

"You would have pulled it out in that fight to." Chris said. "Two years ago you never did carry a switch around with you or could have kept up with us."

"Yeah well things have changed and stuff has happened if I really need to remind you of that." Reilly frowned. She started carrying a weapon after what happened to Bob Sheldon. The socs were after the Curtis gang specifically after that had happened. Even to this day some socs still had a grudge against anyone close to Ponyboy and so on.

"What about your heater and that other switch you have..?" Dallas asked.

"I rarely have that gun with me, for obvious reasons. And I forgot the other switch at home." Reilly answered.

After about 6 months after Bob had died, Reilly had her own run in with the socs and decided to get herself a gun. She wouldn't allow a soc to hurt her or another friend. After what had happened to Johnny and then Dallas almost dying the same night. 'Thankfully we got there in time.' Reilly thought looking up at Dally from the corner of her eye.

Looking up, they were across the road from the DX Gas Station. Steve was walking into the garage with a customer, and Sodapop was no where to be seen. Dally started across first, and Steve could be seen walking out of the garage again followed by the customer driving off in his car.

"Hey, Randell." Chris smirked. Steve laughed and they high fived like they normally did when they saw each other.

Sodapop walked out from the garage, wiping his hand off with an old rag. He smiled once seeing Dally, Chris and Reilly, and came over to them. "You guys are early." He looked at Chris. "What'd you guys get in a fight or something?"

"Yeah." Chris rubbed a small bruise on his jaw lightly. "Four socs ganged up on us. We were winning until the fuzz nearly caught us, so we ran and jumped some fences." Christian looked at Dally, "Hey why didn't you get bruised up, you were fighting two at once?"

"'Cause I have skill man." Dally smirked leaning against a large cement beam, beside a gas tank.

"Oh shut up" Chris frowned. "I got one of the bigger guys."

"Your sister fought a bigger guy then you, and there's not a scratch on her." Dally pointed to Reilly.

"Yeah but she's a girl Dall, they probably went easier on her." Steve laughed, lightly hitting Reilly with the rag Steve swiped from Soda.

Reilly made a face, and stole the rag from Steve. She tossed it back to Soda. "I think not." She shook her head. That soc didn't go easier on her just because she was some chick. Dally tossed his weed on the ground. Reilly looked up. "You trying to blow us all up?"

Dallas looked up and raised a brow. "Yes?"

"Gas plus even very small spark equals very big boom." Reilly nodded to the cigarette then to the gas tanks.

"Yeah we could all be dead right now Dall. Wait to go." Steve smirked. Dally kicked the butt of the cigarette over and stepped on it to ensure it was out.

Sodapop started laughing along with the others. "Way to kill us all." Soda hit Dally gently with the rag.

"I get that point." Dally rolled his eyes and snorted. He looked at Reilly with a different expression. A friendly smirk. "And you. You're to smart for your own good."

"Moi?" Reilly pointed to herself. "I just thought it might help for future reference in case you threw a butt in a puddle of gas or something." Reilly shrugged and laughed when Dally punched her gently in the arm.

Steve and Chris were laughing right along with them, while Reilly and Dallas bickered on about gas and fire. Soda glanced at the two blankly holding onto the rag, and still for no reason wiping his hands off.

Sodapop's POV

Soda was getting angry every time he looked up at the pair. Why were they so close, like he and Reilly would have been two years ago before Johnny killed that soc? And what the hell was it that Dally knew about her that no one else did? Chris probably knew as well, he could always try and get it out of him. Though Soda doubted he'd be able to without it getting back to Reilly.

Then there was that Skylar kid, but Sodapop didn't even know him and that would make a bad impression. Soda slowly looked up at Dally and Reilly again. Did they like each other, or were they secretly going out? This made Soda even angrier, with a bunch more question running through his head.

Soda mumbled something and tossed his rag to the ground and stormed off into the store. Reilly looked up, watching him walk off. The other three didn't seem to notice all too much. "I'll be right back." Reilly said. She slipped into the store and saw Soda wandering back and forth, running his hands through his hair, behind the counter. "Soda? What is the matter?"

Soda looked up slightly and mumbled some stuff under his breath. Reilly frowned a bit looking closely at him. "Is there something going on between you two or something?" Soda finally blurted out as he stopped moving back and forth.

Reilly stared at Sodapop for the longest time, and then finally she looked out the window and back to Soda. "You mean me and Dally? No, of course not. What would make you think that?"

"Oh I don't know. Maybe you two flirting it up out there. Maybe you guys hanging out together the last two years more often then with the rest of us. Or perhaps the fact you told Dallas everything that's happened to you while you've been away, but you haven't found the time to tell me anything." Soda punched the counter.

Reilly's face fell blank for a moment, and then she looked up and said slowly. "I was giving you guys space I told you that."

"For two years Reilly?! We didn't need two years. You are the one that needed two years for your own reasons. Reasons that Dallas knows about." Soda pointed in the direction on the small window.

"I went to Dally because I needed someone that would understand Soda." Reilly started but got interrupted.

"God Reilly. Why didn't you come to me then?! I would have listened; I'd understand and be there for anything you were going through. I always have been. Damn it, we've been friends forever and you didn't even acknowledged me for two years and now you're keeping a bunch of secrets from me. I'm sorry but I thought we were best friends." Soda cut himself off, his mind was completely ignoring the fact they were good friends with everyone.

But he felt that he had a right to know since he'd been there longer, and he'd been there more for Reilly then anyone. "You know what. Just leave alright. I don't want to say something I'm going to regret." Soda looked up at Reilly one last time before walking into the back of the store. Slamming the door behind him, the sign on the front saying employees only, Reilly left in the empty store.