~*~*~*~The day after again~*~*~*~
Tinker whipped the tears from her cheeks and Jack pulled her in for a
tight hug. "I'm so sorry Tinkah, I'm so sorry." she whispered rocking her
slowly.
Tinker shook her head and pulled away from Jack. She jumped up from
the bench that they were sitting on and ran. She didn't know where she was
going but just continued to run.
Jack stood up and watched her run. He sighed and shook his head, picking back up his papers to go sell them. When he turned around from picking up his papers his eyes met a pair of eyes that were so familiar to him. He looked into the brown eyes that were starring over at him and smiled, running over to their owner and wrapping his arms around her.
Night held Jack close. "How'd she take it?" she asked quietly in his ear. Jack pulled away from their hug and studied Nights face, "Just as I suspected. Not good." Night sighed and shook her head, "I can't believe dis happened. Da poor goil." "Yeah I know. She was actually startin' ta smile again and den dis happened. I feel horrible." Jack said taking Night's hand into his and began to walk with her. "Do ya tink she'll be okay all alone right now?" Night asked Jack smiled, "Yeah. She'll find someone ta tawk ta. She always does. It will take awhile but soon she'll be back ta da Tinkah we all know and love. Dis was jus so sudden for her and she didn't leave on good terms wit dem." "Yeah, I suppose your right Jack." Night said wrapping her arm around his waist. "Of coise I'm right." Jack said smirking. Night playfully hit him and laughed.
Spot sat on the docks in Brooklyn tapping his cane on the crates that he sat on. She was late. She was never late before and now she was. "I thought we settled things last night." He thought to himself and he got impatient. He had been sitting there for what seemed like forever. He jumped off the crates and stuck his cane back into the loop of his pants and started to walk down the docks when he saw her running down the docks toward him. He stopped and watched her for a bit then started to walk quickly towards her. Something was wrong. He knew it.
"Tinkah. What's wrong?" he asked when he saw her face red and puffy from all the crying. Tinker didn't say a word she just threw her arms around Spots neck and began to cry even more. He held onto her and patted her back, trying to sooth her. Tinker looked up at Spot and took a deep breath, "It's. it's. Molly, Marissa, and Katie. they. they. they are dead." She said biting her lip and trying to hold back the tears trying to escape her eyes. Spot stood there shocked, "Dey're dead?" he said quietly, "But how?" he asked. Tinker shook her head, "I don't know. It was in the paper." She said pulling the folded up paper out of her back pocket. Spot grabbed the paper and scanned it reading the article and looking over the pictures. He quickly placed the paper back in Tinker's hand. "I gotta go take care of some business wit da boys. I'll talk ta ya latah. I'll come ta Manhattan tanight okay?" he asked backing away. Tinker nodded, "Awlright." Spot smiled and quickly kissed her, "I'll see ya tanight." He said turning away quickly and before Tinker knew it he was out of sight. Tinker sighed and wipped the tears from her eyes and began to walk back up to Manhattan.
Jack stood up and watched her run. He sighed and shook his head, picking back up his papers to go sell them. When he turned around from picking up his papers his eyes met a pair of eyes that were so familiar to him. He looked into the brown eyes that were starring over at him and smiled, running over to their owner and wrapping his arms around her.
Night held Jack close. "How'd she take it?" she asked quietly in his ear. Jack pulled away from their hug and studied Nights face, "Just as I suspected. Not good." Night sighed and shook her head, "I can't believe dis happened. Da poor goil." "Yeah I know. She was actually startin' ta smile again and den dis happened. I feel horrible." Jack said taking Night's hand into his and began to walk with her. "Do ya tink she'll be okay all alone right now?" Night asked Jack smiled, "Yeah. She'll find someone ta tawk ta. She always does. It will take awhile but soon she'll be back ta da Tinkah we all know and love. Dis was jus so sudden for her and she didn't leave on good terms wit dem." "Yeah, I suppose your right Jack." Night said wrapping her arm around his waist. "Of coise I'm right." Jack said smirking. Night playfully hit him and laughed.
Spot sat on the docks in Brooklyn tapping his cane on the crates that he sat on. She was late. She was never late before and now she was. "I thought we settled things last night." He thought to himself and he got impatient. He had been sitting there for what seemed like forever. He jumped off the crates and stuck his cane back into the loop of his pants and started to walk down the docks when he saw her running down the docks toward him. He stopped and watched her for a bit then started to walk quickly towards her. Something was wrong. He knew it.
"Tinkah. What's wrong?" he asked when he saw her face red and puffy from all the crying. Tinker didn't say a word she just threw her arms around Spots neck and began to cry even more. He held onto her and patted her back, trying to sooth her. Tinker looked up at Spot and took a deep breath, "It's. it's. Molly, Marissa, and Katie. they. they. they are dead." She said biting her lip and trying to hold back the tears trying to escape her eyes. Spot stood there shocked, "Dey're dead?" he said quietly, "But how?" he asked. Tinker shook her head, "I don't know. It was in the paper." She said pulling the folded up paper out of her back pocket. Spot grabbed the paper and scanned it reading the article and looking over the pictures. He quickly placed the paper back in Tinker's hand. "I gotta go take care of some business wit da boys. I'll talk ta ya latah. I'll come ta Manhattan tanight okay?" he asked backing away. Tinker nodded, "Awlright." Spot smiled and quickly kissed her, "I'll see ya tanight." He said turning away quickly and before Tinker knew it he was out of sight. Tinker sighed and wipped the tears from her eyes and began to walk back up to Manhattan.
