Back at the Lodging House, Glorianna paced restlessly in front of Kloppman's front desk where Bite Size sat swinging her legs back and forth and telling Glorianna repeatedly that everything would be fine. Racetrack sat in a chair shuffling his cards and agreeing with, Bites. The rest of the occupants of the house were upstairs sleeping.

"Where are they, Bites?" Glorianna asked irritated, sitting down on a chair near the front desk and wincing at the jolt to her tender body.

"They'll be heah soon, Sunny, shoot, calm down."

"I am calm…"

Race and Bites both looked at each other and rolled their eyes.

"We're back!" Kid Blink called as he entered the Lodging House, "And boy did we succeed."

"Mikey!" Glorianna breathed excitedly and jumped up and threw her arm around his neck, "You're okay."

"Of course I'm okay, I tol' ya I would be!" He said, laughing a bit.

She leaned back and looked behind him, "You're all okay."

"Yeah, sorry ta dissapoint ya, Priss." Spot said sarcastically.

She made a hurt face, "I…I didn't mean it like that…"

Spot looked down, "Yeah, yeah…" He pushed passed her and walked over to Bites.

"Did ya get 'em, Spot." Bite Size asked, happiness shining in her eyes.

"Sure did, Bites." Spot said, ruffling her hair a bit.

Glorianna looked at Spot, hurt resonating in her expression, "I'm glad you're all okay…" She said softly, then walked slowly up the stairs, her heart aching as well as her face and chest.

Blink frowned, "Spot, what da hell was dat for?" He growled angrily.

Spot turned slowly, "What was what for?"

"Why do ya gotta hurt 'er feelin's like dat every chance ya get?"

Spot's eyes narrowed, "I'm headin' back ta Brooklyn first thing." He said, ignoring the question all together, "You commin' with, Bites?"

"Ya want me too?" She asked softly.

"Of coise."

She looked confused, "Well, alright… I kinda liked sellin' wid, Glori though."

"Fine, stay wid Glori, what do I care?" He asked, suddenly defensive.

"Easy, Spot…" She said softly.

Blink shook his head, "I'm goin' to bed. Spot, you're a good guy an' all, but uh…leave Glori alone…"

Spot turned slowly, his eyes narrowing, "Who said I wasn't goin' to…?" He drawled out slowly, menacingly.

Blink blushed, "I uh, I didn't mean like dat. I just mean…don't be so mean ta her."

Spot shook his head, "Whatevah, Kid."

Kid Blink looked angry, but figured it was too late to start a fight with, Spot. Plus his hands were already bruised from his earlier bout. So he turned and walked up the stairs, Mush following.

"Well, good night, fellas, I'm off ta dream land." Jack yawned and walked up the stairs.

"So, what's the deal, Spot. Why're ya actin' so weird."

"Whatta ya mean weird?"

"Well, to Glori an' all."

"Look, Bites. Nothin' is gonna happen between the two of us, an' dats dat. I don't want nothin' to do with some rich, hoidy-toidy priss anyway. She's used to a good life an' all that, and I ain't."

"Glori ain't like dat, Spot."

"Sure, stick up for her."

"You'se bein' stupid."

"Watch it, Bites."

Bite Size shook her head, "You know dat ain't nevah woiked wid me, Spot. Dat's how I got da name Bite Size in da foist place, or have ya forgotten." She growled, attempting to stare him down despite her small stature.

A slow grin spread across his features and he remembered the tiny little street urchin that barely went passed his waist ready to fight him, "Yeah, I remember, you were gonna fight me an' I called ya Bite Size. You socked me good and hard if I recall for sayin' that too…"

She nodded, "Yeah, but that didn't stop everyone from calling me that. Since you remember that so well, then maybe you'll also remembah, that since tjat day I've always looked up to ya and you ain't nevah disappointed me none, til' now. You're makin' a mistake, Spot. A big one."

Spot rolled his eyes, "Listen, Bites. You don't understand. I was ready ta kill Oscah Delancy tonight, in fact, I'd still like ta get a hold a him and finish da job. I ain't nevah felt a rage like dat one before. I lost control…me… I don't evah lose control, Bites. I can't, I'm da Leadah a Brooklyn."

Bite Size smiled, "Well, don't ya see, Spot. She's already got ahold of ya."

"Yeah," Spot said, but didn't return the smile, "And dat's what I got to stop."

She threw her hands up in exasperation, "You're hopeless!"

He grinned then, "But ya still adore me anyway…"

She rolled her eyes at him and then yawned, "It's been a long day, Spot. I'm goin' ta bed… but dis ain't ovah yet!" She said, shaking her finger at him. Spot nodded and put an arm around the small girls shoulders as they started up the stairs, "I know kid, I know."

"Don't call me, Kid!"

"Sorry…" He murmured softly so as not to wake the occupants of the room.

"G' night." She whispered softly, scampering off to her bed on the other side of the room.

"G' night…" He whispered back. Walking towards the bunk he used while staying there he walked passed Glori's sleeping form on the bunk underneath Kid Blink's. Her soft features were illuminated in the moonlight. Her eyes blinked open and Spot felt his cheeks redden with embarrassment as he was caught staring .

Her brows rose at finding Spot standing there just staring at her and she felt a bit insecure and self-conscious, "Spot?" She whispered, questioning him softly.

He knelt and leaned towards her, their faces mere inches a part, "I'm sorry for bein' short wid you a bit ago." It seemed that everything he had said earlier flew from his mind the instant he stared into those eyes. Sheesh, she really does have a hold of me… But at that moment he didn't really care.

Her heart raced at having him so near, "It's alright, I understand. I'm glad you're okay, Mr. Conlon."

He grinned, "What happened ta callin' me, Spot?"

She smiled back, "Where's the fun in that?" She asked innocently.

"You're somethin' else, Miss Priss…" Spot said softly. Then, surprising them both, he leaned over and pressed a soft kiss against her lips, "Get some sleep." He said gruffly, his voice a bit choked, and walked on to his own bunk.

Glorianna rolled on to her back and touched her fingers gently to her lips, a smile spreading slowly across her blushing features, this is trouble, part of her whispered. But in her heart another whisper echoed, if this is trouble, then please keep it coming…