Disclaimer: I don't own the newsies, just Spirit and some random newsies not in the movie

A/N: Sorry this is kinda short, and not as full of drama and such but it will be coming and picking up the pace soon.

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"What ya doin' heah?" I tried not to roll my eyes as I felt like that's all I've been hearing lately. I opened my mouth to throw some sarcastic reply back when he silenced me with a wave of his hand.

"Rusty found out who I am," I said pushing the bullshit aside; I guess we both wanted to get down to business.

The frown formed on his face rather quickly, "What the fuck do you mean?"

"Did youse become deaf while I was gone, he knows I'm a Conlon," I raised my eyebrow in question at his still frowning face. A smirk played at his lips but he held it off.

"How?"

"How the hell should I know, he just brought it up in conversation, saying for a Conlon I wasn't that smart, which by the way is bullshit"

Spot sighed as I started to go off on a tangent. He turned away and began to slowly pace his small room. When he turned back to me he paused looking me over.

"Ya alright?" he finally asked noticing my left over bruise on my face.

I shrugged it off, "nothin' I can't handle, I got out of there as soon as I could. Stopped by Manhattan on my way, Race knows and Jack knows somewhat what happened. I have a feeling Rusty will meet up with Factor very soon."

Spot nodded, "Makes sense."

"There's a poker game tonight, Race said he'd keep an eye on them, see if business goes down"

Spot nodded again slowly taking it all in, "What bout Jacky boy, he give ya any trouble?"

I let out a small laugh, "Well a lot of people are pretty convinced by our little misunderstanding. Jack took some calming down but he took my word that I was sent to Queens for a reason. Beyond that he doesn't know much, I made him aware we might need him when this starts going though."

"Jacks going to have to realize Factor is just like Rusty, he'll want Manhattan soon," Spot said already seeing the trouble that I saw.

"Which I told 'im" I replied smugly.

Spot was about to say something when his door opened behind me, "Listen to you guys, all business already." Eagle moved into the room more and shot me a smile, "How ya doin' Spirit?"

I shot him a smile back, "I'm fine, which is why it's already to business"

He rolled his eyes as he looked between the two of us, "Conlon's" I heard him mumbled but let it go. Spot turned, ignoring his comment too and started filling him in on what I knew.

I started to turn when Spots voice stopped me, "Where ya goin'?"

"I'm going to sleep" I said as if it was completely obvious.

"Half that bunkroom probably wants to kill you Spirit." Eagle replied back with a smirk.

I stopped half way and turned around slowly. He was right and I couldn't help but groan realizing we still had to explain a lot to the Brooklynites.

"Well can we get it over with, I just almost got soaked and ran half way through New York. I could use some sleep."

Eagle gave a soft laugh as Spot pushed past me, I followed knowing I needed to be present for this, as did Eagle.

The bunkroom was starting to get crowded as the three of us entered it. The silence followed just like when I walked in the lodging house. The angry glares were shot my way as was some confused looks, and some that could care less either way. It was good to be home.

Spot hit his cane on the floor once, getting any small mumors to stop, "Spirit is back in Brooklyn."

That was it, just a simple remark, well and a well aimed stone glare from Spot. But regardless the bunkroom seemed to nod or go back to what they were doing. No questions asked I was back.

I shot a smirk to Eagle and went back to my old bunk, thankful it wasn't taken in my absence. In a moment I was laying down, already drifting off to the sounds of the newsies.


The sun came up in what felt like the moment I fell asleep. For the amount of worry I had on my chest I slept pretty good, except for the fact I wanted to sleep more. I groaned as I listened to the newsies getting ready around me. I felt a shadow above me and turned to see Eagle, grinning ear to ear.

"God I forgot how much of a morning person you are," I said rolling over away from him.

"Well I didn't forget how much ya weren't. Get up. I know Queens are a bunch of lazy asses but you're back in Brooklyn now."

I groaned again even if I was back home I wasn't looking forward to selling, and then the whole figuring out Rusty's plan that would come later.

After a minute of trying to ignore the sounds of the newsies, I finally rolled out of bed. I took my time getting ready and was thankful there was room in the washroom for me.

I followed everyone down the stairs following the routine I had in Queens, watching from the back of the line.

The only difference this time was that Spot was ahead of everyone, his cane swinging back and forth effortlessly.


Noon time came and went I was still holding up my last paper. I was tired and my head wasn't in selling. Spot would most likely be pissed I haven't been selling well but I didn't care. I realized in my haste to get away from Queens I never got to talk to Cricket. She had become a good friend and I wondered if Rusty told everyone what I did, or well I didn't really do anything I guess but I had spied…I guess that was enough.

I sighed heavily and threw my paper on the ground, not in the mood to try and sell it.

I headed towards the docks thinking Spot or Eagle would be there. No one had really talked to me yet, that would probably take some time. Brooklyn was notoriously loyal and somehow I had betrayed them. Even with Spot allowing me back they would accept it on their own terms.

Just another mess I was in.

"Heya Spirit!" I turned my head watching a newsies coming towards me. I smirked at the sight of Race.

"Heya Race, how's it rollin'?" I offered a spit-shake to him, knowing this was probably business.

"Got some news," I nodded and continued walking with him.

"I'm looking for Spot myself," I offered as we fell into a silent walk.

The docks came into view and I was glad to see Spot sitting nearby. He turned feeling someone coming his way. He stood tall when he saw Race with me, he could sense when business happening.

"Spot," Race said holding out his hand in a peace offering.

Spot nodded to him and crossed his arms waiting.

"Went to the poker game last night. Funny thing about trying to call each other bluffs, ya tend to see actual ones. Rusty talked to Factor for a few rounds in the corner. They both joined the game in better spirits than before."

"They are going to make a move soon" Spot said looking hard at Race.

He nodded, "seemed that way to me, I tried to listen in but they were silent after that. The good news was Rusty didn't talk to anyone else besides Factor so it looks like that's his only ally right now."

"Well this still leaves us with the when," I said stepping up closer to Spot and Race.

"Ya sure Rusty didn't say anything about that?"

I stared hard at Spot, "It's not like I didn't try"

Spot rolled his eyes as I looked back at him. I could feel Race looking between the two of us. Brother and sister tension hadn't surfaced in awhile, guess it was time.

"Rusty probably won't wait long knowing your back in Brooklyn" Race tried to offer, breaking the staring contest between Spot and I.

I shook my head slowly, from being around Rusty I knew he was more like my brother when it came to plans, he didn't do the expected, "Nah he's going to try and make it seem like nothing is going to happen."

Spot nodded slowly, "He knows you were watching him, he knows Brooklyn is aware. He's going to lay low and then come out later. It's what I'd do"

Race stared at us again, this time with a raised eyebrow and a smirk, "I can't believe I never noticed it before. You Conlon's are creepy." He shook his head slowly, laughing softly.

"Well either way I'll keep an eye out for anything," He offered a spit-shake to Spot and I before turning away from us.

"Thanks Race" I called out to him as he gave a wave and headed towards Manhattan.

"So I guess it's up to the boirds now?" I asked turning back to Spot. He seemed to be thinking things over, and it took a few seconds before he turned back to me.

"Yeah I'll move Bug back, guess ya get to be a runner again." He threw me a smirk and I rolled my eyes.

"As if I haven't done enough runnin' these last few months."

I stared off towards the docks, I had missed them. "So now it's a waitin' game huh?" I asked after a few moments of silence.

"Yeah but we'll be ready, Brooklyn's always ready."

"What bout 'hattan?"

Spot looked lost in thought again, "I'll talk to Jacky boy soon, and odds are Factor will want 'hattan after this"

I nodded; we would need them in this, to even the sides.

The two of us sat in silence for awhile before I heard someone approaching us. I turned to see Frost holding a girl. I frowned when I saw who it was.

"Spot, found her roaming around, she's Queens" Frost said pushing the girl forward towards us. Spot nodded and Frost left, he wasn't needed.

"Cricket, what ya doin' here?"

She smiled softly and held up some clothes, "Ya left some stuff, thought you'd want 'em, plus I wanted to make sure you were ok"

She handed over the clothes and what seemed to be the small amount of money I left there, "Thanks, but you shouldn't be here, it's dangerous"

I felt Spots presence next to me and turned to him. He had a curious look to him.

"Cricket, this is Spot. Spot, Cricket" I said introducing them. Cricket stood there star struck while I could see Spot putting on his charming smile.

"What's a pretty goil like you doin' wanderin' around Brooklyn?"

That seemed to snap Cricket out of her zone; she smiled more and tried to fight a blush. "Rusty won't notice me gone"

"How'd you figure out where I was?" I was happy she found me but at the same time I wondered how she knew I was in Brooklyn, I was supposedly kicked out of here too.

She looked around and gave Spot an uneasy look, "Well I heard Rusty saying you came back here, something about spyin'. I ain't mad or anythin' Spirit I just wanted to make sure Rusty didn't hurt you, besides Queens got borin' without you."

"I should probably go before Rusty does notice." She said again giving one last look at Spot.

I nodded, I would walk her toward the bridge to make sure she was safe, but I couldn't risk being seen. Hell I would even push Spot to do it, she would love that but we couldn't.

"Thanks again Cricket, and stay safe ok?"

She smiled and turned away from the docks in a brisk walk. I turned to Spot, who was watching her walk away. I smirked at that look, maybe after all this I could get them together….Queens and Brooklyn, like that would happen. I shook my head and decided to leave the docks to Spot as I went to put away my extra clothes and money.


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