(ok ok I know the train ride wouldn't take less than a day from VA to NYC but to bad…in my world it takes only a matter of hours…J )

Spot shook Christy awake early the next morning. "Come on Chris wake up."

"What…Huh?" Christy groggily sat up.

"Time to get up. The train is going to stop soon; we'll need to jump off before it gets to the station. I heard that it'll be stopping in Brooklyn." Spot explained as he picked up a few things and through them into the small bag he had stolen from one of the other cars.

"OK…uh what's in there?" Christy asked pointing to the bag.

"Food and some things that people donated." Spot grinned as he said this.

"You stole them didn't you?"

"Well…yes. How else are we spouse to get food and such?"

"Uh…I donno but stealing isn't right."

"Well think of it this way…I'm being like Robin Hood…I'm robbing the rich to feed the poor." Spot flung open the huge side door that took an entire wall. "Well there she is," Spot stood in front of the open gap and pointed towards the horizon. Cautiously Christy made her way to the open door. She gasped at the site of the city. It was so big, bigger than she had ever imagined it to be.

"It's beautiful," Christy breathed.

"It sure is…"Spot savored the moment. "Ready to jump?" Christy swallowed hard. "What? Like now?"

"Yup it's now or get caught."

"Um…"Christy was petrified. "OK let's go."

"Alright, on the count of three." Spot said. Christy grabbed his hand, and smiled at her newfound friend. "One…Two…" But before Spot could say 'three' the door connecting the cars opened and a big man walked in.

"There's the runt who was sneaking around the cars, and he's with a scamp!" The man bellowed.

"Get the stowaways!" Shouted another man.

"Three!" Spot shouted and he and Christy jumped off the train.

Christy felt her stomach drop and she felt the wind rush around her. Then she hit the ground hard. Christy yelped and let go of Spot's hand. She ankle was throbbing.

"Hay Chris, you alright?" Spot asked worried. They had landed in-between a fence and the railroad tracks.

"My ankle hurts," Christy, said. Well hurts wasn't exactly the right word for what she was feeling…she was feeling complete and utter pain.

"Can you walk on it?"

"I can try," Christy stood up. The pain shot up her leg and the world began to spin. She fell backward and felt Spot catch her. "Nope…sorry, can't walk on it."

"Well than I'll just have to carry you."

"You're not THAT strong." Christy said as Spot picked her up into his arms. He had an arm under her knees and an arm supporting her back. "Well maybe you are."

"Now off to find some place to live." Spot began to walk down the small path between the fence and the tracks.

"You're not worried about a thing are you?" Christy inquired.

"Nope." Was the short and simple answer she got.