Jack's POV
One of the Queens boys opened the door to where Katherine was being kept, and I pushed past him and into the room as soon as it was unlocked.
"Katherine!" I called when I entered the room. I rushed to her side and put my arm around her.
"Jack?" She asked, looking up at me, then smiled. "Jack."
I looked my girlfriend up and down. Her right arm was handcuffed to a pole in the middle of the room, and she was in a huddle on the floor. She was shivering, but her skin was burning up, and it was obvious she had been crying. I kissed her forehead to try and help calm her down.
"Jesus, Ace. You's burnin' up." I said. "Have they's been givin' you's water?"
"They gave me one glass, but I finished it a few hours ago, and they won't give me more." She explained, gesturing to an empty glass on the floor next to her.
"Oh, Ace. I's so sorry. I wouldn't 'ave left if I's had known what was..." I started.
"Jack. It's ok." She cut me off. "You had no was of knowing. It's not your fault."
I felt her melt into my arms as she relaxed a little.
"How did you find me?" She asked.
"Da Queens kids left a 'threatening' note. Dems is stupid." I laughed.
"Well, their idiocy led you to me." She smiled.
"And I's is so thankful for dat." I replied, kissing the top of her head.
"Ok, Kelly. Times up." The gaurd, Who couldn't be mush older than twelve, walked in and said.
"No." I said. "I's is takin' her wit me." I went to unlock her cuffs, and the boys crossed the room and grabbed my wrist.
"You's don't wanna mess wit Queens." He said.
"Is'll mess wit Queens whenevers I want." I said, still trying to undo the cuffs. "Dis little band of babies don't scare me."
I turned around to face the boy, who looked like he was going to make some smart remark, and punched him in the face. He fell to the floor and passed out.
"My hero." Katherine breathed.
"Cover your eyes, Ace." I said, picking up the oversized garden shears off the floor in the corner of the room. I didn't want to know what those were used for.
She covered her eyes and stretched her arm out as far as it would go, and I started trying to cut the cuffs off. Metal peices flied all over the room, getting dangerously close to my face.
"Ok, you's free." I said, picking her up bridal-style and carrying her out into the hall. She wrapped her arms around my neck. Race and Spot we're waiting in the hall, ungaurded.
"We's needs to get her outta 'ere." I said.
"Ok." They chorused.
I looked down at Katherine, who was falling asleep in my arms. I stroked her face, trying to wake her up.
"Ace." I whispered. "Don't fall asleep. I know you's wants to, but not yet."
She woke up with a small moan, before her eyes blinked closed again.
"Ace, we's are gonna get you's out, ok? Just stay quiet." I explained.
"Ok." She said, nuzzling her head into my chest. I smiled at my sleeping girl in my arms.
"What's do you need us to do?" Race asked.
"Distract 'em, den get outta 'ere as fast as possible." I said.
"Shouldn't be dat hard." Spot said. "Those kids ain't dat bright."
"Wes'll probably be able to convince den wit a nice speech." I joked.
"Hey, dat might work." Race said.
"Oh, come on." I scoffed.
"No, really." He said. "Dem kids really is dumb."
"Yeah." Spot said. "Maybe."
"Just so long as dat 'leader' kid ain't in the room." I said. "Dey all seem scared of 'im. I's don't know why."
"Yeah. Dat kid is almost cute." Race laughed.
We all walked down the hall and back to the main room. Race walked in first, scanned the room, and then gestured for us to enter.
As the Queens kids saw me with Katherine, they formed a circle around the four of us, almost hissing. It felt like a heard of lions about to pounce.
"You's can't take her." One of the boy said, walking up to me and trying to take her out of my arms. I tightened my grip around her and held my ground.
"Look, boys. Think about what you's is doin'. You's is holdin' a poor, defenseless woman, who's sick, by da way, hostage. She ain't never done anythin' to you. So, please. Let us just take 'er. We's don't want no trouble." I explained to them, and theystarted whispering amongst themselves, trying to decide what to do.
"Ok, look." The one who stepped forward earlier started. "We's don't exactly agree wit everythin' our leader does. Hell, we's don't even know 'is name. We's just follow 'im cuz he says 'e'll throw us out if we don't. You's can take 'er, but we's blamin' you when he finds out."
"Look, if you's ever get thrown out, come to Manhattan. Wes'll take you's in." Race started, which made me smile. I was glad he was taking initiative as a leader.
"We's 'ave known guys like 'im." Spot continued, stepping forward. "I promise, 'is threats is empty."
"Thanks, guys." The boy started. "Now, go 'fore he comes back."
"Thank you's so much." I said, and we all ran out the door and through Queens back to the bridge home.
(A/N - So Katherine is going home! But what is the Queens leader going to think about it? Don't forget to review!)