A/N: Hello, all! So, I didn't melt, thank goodness…my dad and I (because my team can't come and help us pick up bags…oi…) went around and picked up like 12 bags of cans/bottles…and apparently a lot of beer bottles…at least we can cash them in, and they're not expecting us to drink them. ;) Anyways, this chapter does not have a cliffhanger itself, but there is a CLIFFHANGER ALERT for 3 chapters (Chapters 16-18). Chapter 15 may or may not be one, but 16-18 most definitely do. So, if you need to get gloves (biankies) or take a nap (Hulu) to prepare for it, cliffhangers are ahead.

I shouldn't even need to introduce this at this point, but…DISCLAIMER I DON'T OWN NEWSIES!

Responses to reviews:

Biankies: Yay, I didn't melt…and they should get a bit of newsie justice in this chapter! (not all that they should, but definitely some.) Haha…I'll try it! As well as not staying up so late…that might also help…

FansieFace: Yes, maam! (or sir!) You most definitely got it! Haha…Hulu won't get any this chapter…the jury's still out on next chapter, but 16-18 definitely have cliffhangers. Yeah-I'm having fun writing him because I can make him super evil.. ;) I do want to punch him in the face (or other areas), but it's super fun to write him. I have extended family out there! I'm in Pacific Standard Time, so…wow…it's almost 7pm your time as I'm writing this! (For me, it's almost 4pm.) Thanks…and you will see in this/subsequent chapters! I'm sorry for the emotional whumping I have caused, but it's like you said-if everything is all happy, there's really no story…unless it's a parody or crack fic, and those are just weird.

S. Castro: Thank you! They won't get to the rescuing yet…there's still some whumping to go through beforehand…

DaughterofTerpsichore (for when you get this far….): Why thank you! I totally understand your criticisms…there were some parts that I didn't really think through really well, and just needed to get through to get to the main bits of the story. The only thing is that you said that this story takes place 4 years after the strike…but I specifically said it was in October 1899, just a couple of months after. Did I ever say four years-I don't think so…but yay that you like it! Haha…also, the Clancy brothers were working under Snyder, so after he and the Comstocks came up with the plan to kidnap Juliet, he told the brothers what they were supposed to do.

Enjoy "The Newsie Girl" Chapter 14!

That night, the newsies hid outside the Refuge, waiting. During the process of selling, they had kept eyes on the Refuge, watching when and how often Evan and Aaron switched places. It seemed that they switched out every couple of hours or so, but then switched to every hour once the sun started to go down. Right now, Aaron was on guard. The newsies were specifically waiting for him to go inside, as for some reason the switch between the two brothers took five to ten minutes to happen. Spot had brought all of his newsies from Brooklyn (who numbered six), and Jack had brought Race, Davey, Romeo, Specs, and Sniper with him. If the metal siding happened to actually have a hole behind it that they could fit into, they would head down it and get Juliet out right then and there. If not, they would look for another way in, and Jack would get a message to Juliet, just in case they didn't find one. From his hiding spot, Jack heard Spot's sharp whistle, indicating that Aaron had gone inside. Jack whistled back, and then turned to the others. "All right-let's go!" he muttered. The five others nodded, and both the Manhattan and Brooklyn newsies slowly stepped out of their hiding spots. They silently glided up to the Refuge, making sure to stay out of sight. After about a minute, they had reached the metal siding. Jack took a breath, and pulled it away to fall on the ground.

Dang it.

There was a hole, all right, but it was so small that the only newsie who would fit through from either Manhattan or Brooklyn was Les. And there was no way Jack would let the ten-year-old anywhere near this place. "It's too small-none'a us can fit." he murmured to Spot. The other captain nodded. Then he turned to his newsies. "Go with da Manhattan boys an' see if yous can find another way in-but be quiet!" They nodded, and slunk away into the shadows. Jack, Spot, Race, and Romeo (who had refused to go with the Brooklyn newsies, saying that they needed to make sure Juliet was okay, which Jack understood) carefully traveled over to the barred window where they had seen Juliet's face earlier. Once they arrived, they knelt down next to it, and Jack tapped on the bars. "Juliet? Are ya awake?" It took a few moments, but a hoarse and raspy "Jack?" soon came through the window. The older boy nodded, before remembering that Juliet couldn't actually see him. "Yeah, it's me…Race an' Romeo are here too, and a friend, Spot. How're ya doing, kid?" A small light appeared in the corner of the room, and suddenly the boys could see into the room. With the benefit of the lantern light, all four boys got their first glances at Juliet…and all four cursed under their breath.

"Dang, kid…they's done a number on ya, ain't they?" Spot murmured. It was true-Juliet looked a mess. She had a nice-sized shiner on her left eye, and a gash on her forehead that was still slowly leaking blood. She had bruises all over her body, and the older boys guessed that there were more bruises underneath her shirt and pants. The way she was holding an arm across her chest suggested that she had at least bruised (if not broken) ribs, and a closer look at that arm revealed gradually darkening handprints. There were also imprints of someone's hands around Juliet's neck, suggesting that one of the Clancys had tried to choke her, and a broken chair lay nearby her, obviously being used to beat the young girl. Jack sighed in anger, his hands clenching around the bars. "How ya feeling, kid?" he queried. Juliet slowly sighed, gently dragging herself a little closer to the window with her right hand. "Well, it ain't no picnic…" she sighed. "But it also ain't as bad as it coulda been."

"I'm sorry I got'cha in dis mess." Race spoke from behind Jack. He briefly made eye contact with his friend, before looking back down at the ground. "I went inside, an' dey was able ta grab ya an'-"

"Race. Stop it-it ain't your fault." the younger girl murmured, just loud enough for the others to hear. "I don' blame ya for what happened…or Romeo…although he choose a really bad time to take a piss." The newsie in question chuckled quietly, before looking at his friend.

"Wat was I supposed ta do? Take a piss in da bushes?" The others laughed. Juliet did as well, but stopped quickly as her laughing turned into a massive coughing fit. Jack (as he knew all the others did) wanted to yank the bars off of the window and jump down into the room right then and there.

Unfortunately for him, none of them were strong enough.

"Hey-just breathe slowly, alright?" he quietly murmured. It took a few moments of coughing, but finally the fit ceased, and Juliet could breathe again. Jack grinned at her. "We're gonna git ya out of here, alright, kid? Den we'll go after dem darn Clancy brothers." Juliet smiled back, before painfully gasping. "The Clancy brothers, dey's-"

"Well, well…look who we's got 'ere-four little newies all on they's own." Evan sneered. "And dey ain't supposed ta be snoopin' around 'ere."

"Why don' we teach 'em a lesson, so's dey don' come around here no more?" Aaron cackled. Evan nodded at the two, and the brothers began to advance on the four newsies-

Only to get jumped by the five remaining Brooklyn newsies, Davey, Specs, and Sniper. The ten immediately started brawling right then. Spot clapped his hands, and dashed into the fight. "Dis is wat I's been waitin' for!" he cried, running into Evan and knocking him over, before punching him in the face. Jack quickly turned back to Juliet as Race and Romeo dashed to the fight. "Hey-we's takin' care of dem Clancy boys. We's gonna git rid'a dem, an' den we's gonna find a way ta git ya outa here-ya understand?"

The younger girl nodded. "Yeah-I undastand." she rasped. Jack grinned at her and waved, before getting up and heading over to the fight. It lasted a few minutes, and finally ended with both Aaron and Evan running into the Refuge with their tails between their legs (metaphorically, of course) and all manner of well-deserved bruises between them. Spot chased after them, still on an adrenaline rush from the battle. "Yeah, ya better run, ya bastards!" he cried. He tried to go in the door, but the Clancy brothers had somehow managed to lock it again. He sighed, and slowly attempted to calm himself down, resting his head against the glass of the window. After a few minutes, he turned back to the other newsies, mostly in control of himself.

"We gotta git these sons'a bastards." he said. The others nodded. Jack turned to Davey, Specs, and Sniper. "Anyway in dere dat you's saw?" he asked. They all looked at each other, before shaking their heads. "Naw-we ain't seen no way ta git in dere." Sniper replied. "Everyting's been boarded up or blocked somehow, like they's knew we was comin'." Jack and Spot both sighed. "Well, now dat dey know we's here, it might be best ta come another day and figure it out-so dey don' know we was dere." one of the Brooklyn newsies murmured. Jack and Spot looked at each other, and nodded.

"We's gotta git our sister back." Romeo muttered.

A/N 2: Yay, no cliffhanger! I'm on a roll today! Of course, CLIFFHANGER ALERT FOR CHAPTERS 16-18, but there's still the first one (15) to go tomorrow…which may or not need an alert, I don't know.

I apologize for the shortness and general lack of description of the fight bit…I'm not that good at writing fight scenes…it's my one (that I know of) shortcoming as an author.

Hopefully this chapter tides everyone over until tomorrow…and hopefully you all want to kill Snyder and the Clancy brothers and the Comstocks right now, because…unless you have a thing for evil villains…hopefully they're reading as nasty as they're supposed to be!

The next two chapters should be out at around 11am/12pm and 5pm/6pm tomorrow…my father just surprised me with the knowledge that I have to go get vaccinations for my trip tomorrow…and I'm terrified of needles. I'm not sure when that is, but I'll try to make sure it doesn't interfere with my posting.

Well, see you all next chapter!

God bless,

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