Chapter 10- Vixen er Yer Sista..



Spot slowly opened his eyes, looking around.

Then he remembered, "Vixen?" He looked down, and sighed heavily when he saw me in his arms. At first he thought it was all a bad dream, but the scent of the river was missing and he knew he was in Manhattan.

I stirred slightly, and looked around. I was taken aback by the sites of my environment. I looked up, and smiled as I saw Spot starring at me.

"Heya," I whispered softly. His eyes seemed to sparkle as he watched my lips move.

"Mornin'. How yas feel?"

"I hoit a little, but nothin I can't handle. Wha' bout youse?" He began to cringe, and I looked him over.

"You'se got cuts, an' bruises." I pushed myself away, but he wouldn't let me go.

"Naw, don' leave me."

"I'se gotta take cahe a ya, jist like you did me."

"Ya wanna take cahe a me? Den just stay put, you'se makin me feel bettah a'ready by being in me arms." I smiled and cuddled into him, but the moment couldn't last. I wouldn't allow it, or at least my head wouldn't.

"Spot, do you cahe bout me er am I jist anuddah piece a ass?"

He seemed taken aback, "Wha? Who told ya dat?"

"Someone, jist tell me. Wha do I mean tah ya?"

"Vixen, I'se do cahe about ya. God, I'se went back inta dat fire tah git ya, an' you'se think ya're only a piece of ass?"

My face perked up at the answer I had wanted to hear, 'He does cahe about me! He does!' Dreamily, I looked up into his eyes, and did something I didn't think I'd do. My mouth swept over his, and he kissed back. His arms held my body tight, as my one hand was placed on his chest and the other on his cheek. His tongue split our lips slightly open, and I welcomed him fully. There was a sudden creak, and we pulled apart.

"Spot Conlon!"

Spot wasn't used to being addressed like this, "Wha ya want? Can't ya see I'se busy?"

Then he saw it was Jack, but Spot didn't know why he was so mad.

"Oh Jacky-boy, wha's da mattah?" Jack had something in his hand. I lied back completely confused, I didn't know who in the world this guy was.

"How do ya explain dis?" He held up the journal to a page that revealed the signature, 'Snooks O'riley.'

"Dats mine!" I shouted seeing the journal.

"Right, so how do ya know Snooks?"

"I'se don' know 'er. I'se found dat in Spot's room, and jist started writing in it. See," I said taking the journal and flipping it to the end. There revealed my name, and I quickly closed it, hoping he hadn't read it. Jack's eyes landed on Spot,

"How ya git Snooks journal? You know she was me sistah's best friend and she's dead now. So have ya seen me sistah? Conlon, where is me sista?!?"

Spot looked like a rabbit suronded by foxes, den he spoke.

"Um.. dis here.. uh dis is Vixen," He stuttered, and then his voice became very low, ".. er ya sistah."

~I'se know short chappie- but what can I say? This one had to be short one.. I didn't want to pile everything into one big chappie.. Besides everyone loves cliffhangers! lol! Anyways, after Chapt 11 I will start your indivdual chappies! Love Ya All Like Sistahs!! -Vixen here!