A/N: Hello everyone, I don't know if anyone noticed my name changes but a friend of mine was being a brat and messed with my computer…anyway, a funny little side note, I just finished reading a novel that had a main character named RACE! Isn't that cool? It was set in England about in the Eighteenth century about six months after the battle of Waterloo…I thought it was very interesting. Anyway here are the responses for the reviews…ps thanks for the reviews.

Moth: glad you liked the last chapter and just read on to find out…

Stripes McKee: um, okay…::blink, blink:: well, um have fun with that.

Athena: ::ducks:: nice to see you too, my old friend…so nice to hear from you…how's everything out your way? anyway…hope to see you update your story soon!

Chapter Three

"What is it, Sparrow? Where is everyone?" Cat asked.

"Spot sent me to find you," he told them, panting. "There's trouble-"

He stopped trying to catch his breath.

"Trouble? What kind of trouble?" Cat said grasping Sparrow by the shoulders.

"There was a big rumble last night while you guys were gone. Sean O'Reilly and his goons soaked us bad. They took over the lodging house and kicked us all out. They got some of the newsies on their side, River and his friends mostly. River told Sean when Spot would be out late last night. Sean and his boys came in wrecked the place while Spot was out. They soaked everyone who was there and kicked everyone who wouldn't side with him. We can't get back in, they got the place too heavily guarded."

"I never did like River much," Cat said with a frown. "Is Spot going after O'Reilly?"

"I think he's planning something, I don't know what yet, but we'll let you know when we decide something. Everyone scattered towards Queens, Staten, and Da Bronx. Spot's in Queens staying with some of the boys up there. He sent me to find you and tell you to go to Manhattan. He made sure none of the other boys went there, so that if O'Reilly goes hunting for us he won't go there after the two of you. When you get to Manhattan tell Jack what's going on as soon as you get there. Spot wants to see him to discuss a plan. I doubt they've heard what with none of the Brooklyn boys headed there. I gotta get back to Queens and report to Spot. You two stay low and out of sight." With that Sparrow was off and running again.

"Well, looks like we should head back to Manhattan and tell them what's going on," Mouse suggested. "They'll want to know, since they're such good friends with Spot."

The girls hiked back across the bridge and headed towards the lodging house. By the time they got to the lodging house it was dusk; they walked in the front room of the lodging house and looked around. The boys were gathered much as they had been the night before.

"Hey, back already?" Race called out to them. "Did you miss me that much?"

"Whatever," Cat said, looking around for Jack. She figured she should tell him first since he was sort of the leader of Manhattan. "Listen, where's Jack?"

"He's off seeing his girlfriend, Sarah. Why do you need to see him?" Blink asked.

"I need to tell him something from Spot. It's pretty important."

"I'll take you to the Jacob's apartment and see where if Sarah's parent's know where they went," Race told them sensing that what they had to tell Jack was important.

"I'll come too," Mush offered.

Before they knew it Cat and Mouse had five newsies all wanting to come with them. They made Dodger and Smarts stay at the lodging house and finally set out with Race, Mush, and Blink.

"Just follow me and we'll be there in no time," Race told them as he set out in the lead. They hurried through back alleys and down side streets until they got to the apartment building the Jacobs' lived in. They went up the fire escape as had become the habit of all the newsies when visiting the Jacobs'. Race tapped on the closed window.

Cat watched as it slid open and a middle-aged woman stuck her head out. "Race, Blink, Mush, it's so good to see you boys. Come in. Come in."

The five newsies climbed through the window into a cozy but shabby little apartment. Cat looked around and saw for the first time in years what could be described as a home. There was the lived in feeling of clutter and cramped space. That was not to say that the apartment was dirty but there were small items lying about: afternoon edition of the World on the table and a small wooden sword propped against the wall.

"If you're here to see David, he and his father stepped out for a minute and he'll be back in about five minutes," Mrs. Jacobs told them. She then noticed the two girls standing in the group. "Oh, boys who are your friends?"

"Oh, Mrs. Jacobs, these girls are Cat and Mouse. They're Brooklyn newsies," Blink jumped in.

"Oh, it's so nice to meet you girls. We love meeting any of the newsies. Can I offer you something to eat? We don't have much but we will be glad to share."

"Thank you, very much, Mrs. Jacobs, but we really need to find Jack. Do you know where he might be?" Cat asked her.

"Oh, he and Sarah went to Medda's for the evening. Sarah has wanted to see Medda's new show. She missed it when all of you boys went last week," Mrs. Jacobs explained. "I don't expect them in for another hour. Do you want to wait here for them?"

"No thank you, Mrs. Jacobs. We really need to find Jack." Cat told her before any of the boys decided to wait and bum food off the Jacobs'.

Soon the newsies were back out the window and walking down the street towards Medda's. They reached it a few minutes and went through the stage door that the newsies frequently used. They were met by Toby the candy butcher.

"Hello, boys. Here to see the show again already?" he asked.

"No, Toby. We need to talk to Jack. Is he in the balcony?" Mush told him.

"Just like always." Toby answered. "Got his girl with him tonight."

The newsies trooped up the stairs toward the balcony.

A/N: I know this ends rather abruptly but I thought I should probably update since it had been awhile and I couldn't think of any thing else…but I'll work on it this weekend…I'll get back to you with more later in the meantime R&R. Any one who reviews will get home-made chocolate chip cookies…I baked them myself this afternoon.