Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters that appeared in "Newsies".
But I own Caitlin, Stone, Iron…
Gloria, Thank you again for proofreading.
Blink was on his way to Tibby's for dinner when someone grabbed him out of an alley.
"Look what we have here, Fight, isn't this one of the Manhattan boys?" A big guy held Blink in an iron grab. His arms on his back.
"Yeah, one of Jack's boys. This will be fun!" Fight grinned evilly and let his fingers crack. His grin faded and he punched Blink straight in the stomach while the other guy held him up, so he wouldn't fall to ground.
"What the hell do you want from me?!" Blink screamed before another punch met his face.
"Shut up!" Blink let his head hang and tried to catch his breathe. He wondered what took Fight so long to take another punch and when he lifted his head he saw what it was. Fight held his brass knuckles and began to punch Blink with them. The grab of the boy behind him get tighter with every punch and soon, Blink fell unconscious.
Caitlin was in the kitchen making dinner when the front door of the lodging house cracked open.
"Iron, Hey Iron, we have a little present for you!" Caitlin shivered when she heard Fight's voice. She hated those guys. She sighed and continued cooking when she heard something fall to the ground with a thud. What the hell had they done this time, she thought, debating whether to walk out in the hall or not when she heard Iron coming down the stairs. She decided to stay in the kitchen.
"Who is this?" Iron asked his boys.
"One from the Manhattan bunch. He was in our territory. We thought he could be of use to you."
"Yeah, but only when he's still alive! Dammit, Fight, how often do I have to tell you that you shouldn't kill people! You will only get the bulls after us Idiot!" Iron turned towards some guys that were sitting in the hall playing poker.
"Stone, Scar, bring him up into Cat's room, she won't need it anyway in the coming nights." Stone and Scar nodded and brought Blink up to the room. Iron watched him being taken away and then back towards the two guys who had brought Blink in.
"What are you still doing here? You should be out making sure nobody comes near us." The two nodded and left. Iron spit on the floor. Why did he work with such brainless bums? He looked around and his gaze fell on Red.
"Ey Red, where's the girl?" Red nodded towards the kitchen.
"Making dinner." Iron nodded and walked towards the kitchen. He opened the door and walked in leaning on the doorframe as he looked at the girl. Her red hair was up in a bun while some strands fell in her face. She wore a light blue long sleeve shirt and a dark blue skirt.
Caitlin bit her lower lip. She could feel his eyes on her back and she could image his smirk on his face. She closed her eyes and swallowed hard. It was long ago when she had stopped crying over her messed life. And she wouldn't give Iron the power over her. Though she knew he was there, she nearly jumped when he spoke.
"When you're done, there is someone in your room you have to take care of. When you have made sure he'll make it through the night, I'll be waiting for you in my room." Iron whispered when his fingers stroked the nape of her neck. Shivers ran through her body, the icy shivers of unwanted touch. She bit her lip for a moment before she brought herself to answer him.
"I'm done, you can call the others to eat now." Caitlin replied, trying to stay calm. She was just about to leave when he grabbed her and kissed her hard and longing on the lips.
"I'll wait for you, remember that!" She swallowed and nodded slowly before she left the kitchen and headed upstairs into her room. When she had closed the door behind her, she leaned against the door and let out a deep sigh. She closed her eyes, erasing that episode from her mind before she looked after the guy that Fight and Itchy had brought before.
Dried blood and sweat stuck his sandy blonde hair to his forehead. His face was full of bruises and some cuts. Caitlin brought her hand carefully to his face to remove some of strands away from his forehead when a flash of pain overcame his body.
"They sure did a pretty good job on you." She whispered and looked at him sadly. She went into the washroom to get some water and a cloth to clean his wounds. She put it on her nightstand and opened the lid, taking some bandages and scissors out of it. She put the cloth into the water and wrung it out before gently cleaning his forehead.
"This patch is just disturbing now." She mumbled, lifting his head carefully to untie the knot. She took the patch away from his eye and swallowed at what she saw. The eyelid was pale, almost white and little scars streamed over his eyelid, almost reaching his cheek.
"You sure aren't a lucky one, boy!" She mumbled and shook her head softly. But neither am I!
After she had completely cleaned his face she unbuttoned his shirt. She tried to get it off his body to clean his chest without hurting him more since the dry blood let the shirt stick on his chest. When she was done, she put the patch back over his eye and focused on his wounds. There was a pretty bad cut on his temple, another one on his upper arm and one on his chest. She first took care of the wound on his arm since this was the easiest one to bandage. Then she bandaged his head, delicately wrapping rolled bandages with great care, squinting her eyes and biting her tongue in concentration. When she laid his head softly back on her pillows she saw that his eyelid stirred lightly and he opened them slowly.
"Hey, how are you?" Blink looked up into the darkest pair of eyes he had ever seen.
"Who are you?" He whispered.
"My name's Caitlin." She smiled at him. He tried to sit up but the pain forced him to lay back. Caitlin was next to him in less then a second.
"You better stay where you are. They hurt you really bad." Blink looked at her confused and then around in the room.
"Where am I?"
"The Bronx." She said quietly. Blink's eyes widened.
"No, no way! How did I get here?!"
"Remember the bums that beat you up?" Blink nodded slowly.
"They brought you here."
"You belong to them? To Iron?" Caitlin just looked at him. Then she shrugged.
"I belong to nobody."
"Then why are you here? I mean, we all heard what is going on here since the past half a year, that these are the worst guys in all of New York, and that they had a girl with them, but we thought you would be like them; a fighter of the worst kind. But you don't seem to be like them." Caitlin smiled at him.
"I take that as a compliment. As for your question, I have to survive somehow." She shrugged again and looked at the bandage in her hand.
"I have to bandage your chest, this might hurt."
"I think I'll make it through this." He smiled weakly up at her. Caitlin nodded and placed the bandage on his body.
"Hold this here, okay?" Blink placed his hand on the bandage as Caitlin started to wrap the bandage around him carefully.
"Can you help me a bit?" She smirked at him, when she tried to lift his body up. With his help she bandaged him and laid him back on the bed, pulling the blankets up to his shoulders.
"I'll bring you some soup and some water okay? I'll be back in ten minutes." She had reached the door when Blink called her name.
"Will one of those bums come in here?"
"I don't think so." With this she left and came up ten minutes later. She put the soup and a glass of water on the nightstand and sat down on the bed. She eased Blink up a bit so he was able to eat without hurting too much.
"Here." Caitlin took the spoon in her hand and fed Blink.
"You didn't even tell me your name."
"Blink. Kid Blink."
"Well, Kid Blink, You better rest now. If you need something just scream." She winked at him and stood up.
"I'll check by tomorrow morning." With this she left the room and Blink laid back to sleep.
But I own Caitlin, Stone, Iron…
Gloria, Thank you again for proofreading.
Blink was on his way to Tibby's for dinner when someone grabbed him out of an alley.
"Look what we have here, Fight, isn't this one of the Manhattan boys?" A big guy held Blink in an iron grab. His arms on his back.
"Yeah, one of Jack's boys. This will be fun!" Fight grinned evilly and let his fingers crack. His grin faded and he punched Blink straight in the stomach while the other guy held him up, so he wouldn't fall to ground.
"What the hell do you want from me?!" Blink screamed before another punch met his face.
"Shut up!" Blink let his head hang and tried to catch his breathe. He wondered what took Fight so long to take another punch and when he lifted his head he saw what it was. Fight held his brass knuckles and began to punch Blink with them. The grab of the boy behind him get tighter with every punch and soon, Blink fell unconscious.
Caitlin was in the kitchen making dinner when the front door of the lodging house cracked open.
"Iron, Hey Iron, we have a little present for you!" Caitlin shivered when she heard Fight's voice. She hated those guys. She sighed and continued cooking when she heard something fall to the ground with a thud. What the hell had they done this time, she thought, debating whether to walk out in the hall or not when she heard Iron coming down the stairs. She decided to stay in the kitchen.
"Who is this?" Iron asked his boys.
"One from the Manhattan bunch. He was in our territory. We thought he could be of use to you."
"Yeah, but only when he's still alive! Dammit, Fight, how often do I have to tell you that you shouldn't kill people! You will only get the bulls after us Idiot!" Iron turned towards some guys that were sitting in the hall playing poker.
"Stone, Scar, bring him up into Cat's room, she won't need it anyway in the coming nights." Stone and Scar nodded and brought Blink up to the room. Iron watched him being taken away and then back towards the two guys who had brought Blink in.
"What are you still doing here? You should be out making sure nobody comes near us." The two nodded and left. Iron spit on the floor. Why did he work with such brainless bums? He looked around and his gaze fell on Red.
"Ey Red, where's the girl?" Red nodded towards the kitchen.
"Making dinner." Iron nodded and walked towards the kitchen. He opened the door and walked in leaning on the doorframe as he looked at the girl. Her red hair was up in a bun while some strands fell in her face. She wore a light blue long sleeve shirt and a dark blue skirt.
Caitlin bit her lower lip. She could feel his eyes on her back and she could image his smirk on his face. She closed her eyes and swallowed hard. It was long ago when she had stopped crying over her messed life. And she wouldn't give Iron the power over her. Though she knew he was there, she nearly jumped when he spoke.
"When you're done, there is someone in your room you have to take care of. When you have made sure he'll make it through the night, I'll be waiting for you in my room." Iron whispered when his fingers stroked the nape of her neck. Shivers ran through her body, the icy shivers of unwanted touch. She bit her lip for a moment before she brought herself to answer him.
"I'm done, you can call the others to eat now." Caitlin replied, trying to stay calm. She was just about to leave when he grabbed her and kissed her hard and longing on the lips.
"I'll wait for you, remember that!" She swallowed and nodded slowly before she left the kitchen and headed upstairs into her room. When she had closed the door behind her, she leaned against the door and let out a deep sigh. She closed her eyes, erasing that episode from her mind before she looked after the guy that Fight and Itchy had brought before.
Dried blood and sweat stuck his sandy blonde hair to his forehead. His face was full of bruises and some cuts. Caitlin brought her hand carefully to his face to remove some of strands away from his forehead when a flash of pain overcame his body.
"They sure did a pretty good job on you." She whispered and looked at him sadly. She went into the washroom to get some water and a cloth to clean his wounds. She put it on her nightstand and opened the lid, taking some bandages and scissors out of it. She put the cloth into the water and wrung it out before gently cleaning his forehead.
"This patch is just disturbing now." She mumbled, lifting his head carefully to untie the knot. She took the patch away from his eye and swallowed at what she saw. The eyelid was pale, almost white and little scars streamed over his eyelid, almost reaching his cheek.
"You sure aren't a lucky one, boy!" She mumbled and shook her head softly. But neither am I!
After she had completely cleaned his face she unbuttoned his shirt. She tried to get it off his body to clean his chest without hurting him more since the dry blood let the shirt stick on his chest. When she was done, she put the patch back over his eye and focused on his wounds. There was a pretty bad cut on his temple, another one on his upper arm and one on his chest. She first took care of the wound on his arm since this was the easiest one to bandage. Then she bandaged his head, delicately wrapping rolled bandages with great care, squinting her eyes and biting her tongue in concentration. When she laid his head softly back on her pillows she saw that his eyelid stirred lightly and he opened them slowly.
"Hey, how are you?" Blink looked up into the darkest pair of eyes he had ever seen.
"Who are you?" He whispered.
"My name's Caitlin." She smiled at him. He tried to sit up but the pain forced him to lay back. Caitlin was next to him in less then a second.
"You better stay where you are. They hurt you really bad." Blink looked at her confused and then around in the room.
"Where am I?"
"The Bronx." She said quietly. Blink's eyes widened.
"No, no way! How did I get here?!"
"Remember the bums that beat you up?" Blink nodded slowly.
"They brought you here."
"You belong to them? To Iron?" Caitlin just looked at him. Then she shrugged.
"I belong to nobody."
"Then why are you here? I mean, we all heard what is going on here since the past half a year, that these are the worst guys in all of New York, and that they had a girl with them, but we thought you would be like them; a fighter of the worst kind. But you don't seem to be like them." Caitlin smiled at him.
"I take that as a compliment. As for your question, I have to survive somehow." She shrugged again and looked at the bandage in her hand.
"I have to bandage your chest, this might hurt."
"I think I'll make it through this." He smiled weakly up at her. Caitlin nodded and placed the bandage on his body.
"Hold this here, okay?" Blink placed his hand on the bandage as Caitlin started to wrap the bandage around him carefully.
"Can you help me a bit?" She smirked at him, when she tried to lift his body up. With his help she bandaged him and laid him back on the bed, pulling the blankets up to his shoulders.
"I'll bring you some soup and some water okay? I'll be back in ten minutes." She had reached the door when Blink called her name.
"Will one of those bums come in here?"
"I don't think so." With this she left and came up ten minutes later. She put the soup and a glass of water on the nightstand and sat down on the bed. She eased Blink up a bit so he was able to eat without hurting too much.
"Here." Caitlin took the spoon in her hand and fed Blink.
"You didn't even tell me your name."
"Blink. Kid Blink."
"Well, Kid Blink, You better rest now. If you need something just scream." She winked at him and stood up.
"I'll check by tomorrow morning." With this she left the room and Blink laid back to sleep.