**OK, Shout outs!!!: Thak you too- Deanie Imagnelet Seraph Artemis-Chan Frenchy Stupid Shocolate Girl Jaed Kate Thank you all for the review(s)!!! Keep sending them!!!

Casting call: I needed somebody for Jacks girl in up comeing chapters and Deanie asked for it before I put out the request so she's got it! Congrat's Deanie! I will be neading girls for other newsies in the story, and Caufer's rebelious neice who was orphaned and he got custody of. Send in reviews and fill in castings soon!!!

Thanks again to Jaed and Kate for their help getting my story up, I think I'm getting the hang of this website now, thanx sis!

Now to the story:

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"You little rat! Ya little scum!" roared a thick, guttural voice from behind the small, run down door. Willow put her ear up to the door and motioned for Bumlets to be quiet.

"Git away from her!" yelled a small, quivering voice.

"Snitch!" gasped Willow, she pushed the door open ever so slightly and peeked in.

"We have to help him!" she hissed to Bumlets. Bumlets peeked in the room too. There was a huge fat man standing over Snitch and a women who Willow assumed was his mother. He was holding a broken beer can by the neck and Willow noticed Snitch wiping small green glass bits of his mothers arms and shoulders.

"You rat!" roared the man, lifting the remaining bit of the bottle.

"No!" screeched Willow, running into the room. Bumlets, who had been leaning against the door. Tumbled after her.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" she screeched, scratching his arms with her nails. The man looked at her and was surprised and maybe a little annoyed but not hurt in the least. He laughed and his huge belly heaved and rolled.

"I see I got me some company" he said in a throaty, guttural voice.

"Willow!" gasped Snitch.

"Shud up!" yelled the man, he raised the bottle and brought it crashing down on Snitch's head.

"Snitch!" Willow gasped running to his side.

"Willow look out!" Yelled Bumlets. Too late. The man's fist came crashing down on Willow's skull. Bumlets looked around the room. A fan, his specialty. He jumped onto a chair, leapt from it onto the fan and spun as fast as he could. The man turned from Willow's collapsed body to see what was causing the commotion. Bumlets let go of the fan and came crashing into the mans face just as he turned around. The man fell to the floor with a thunderous crash. Bumlets landed on his feet in a squatting positions and put his hands on the floor to steady himself. He shook his black hair out of his eyes and looked across the room for Willow. She wasn't there!

"Bumlets" came a voice from a cross the room. Bumlets turned and saw Willow holding a small girl, she looked a few months old.

"It's Snitch's little sister!" whispered Willow, "she's okay" Bumlets reached down to the little girl.

"She's so small" he whispered.

"That's the way babies are" giggled Willow, "Haven't you ever seen a baby before?"

"No" said Bumlets, "When would I have da chance to?"

"I don't know, I guess I just though." Willow trailed off.

"Have you seen one?" asked Bumlets, "Before this one, I mean."

"Of course!" laughed Willow.

"When?" asked Bumlets.

"Well. I don't' know" she said, with a strange look on her face, "I just have." Bumlets reached down towards the baby, the baby gurgled and waved her fist. "She's going to be a fighter!" laughed Bumlets. The baby grabbed Bumlets finger and shook it. Bumlets smiled, the baby smiled back.

"She's so cute!" gasped Willow, holding the baby's tiny fist in her hand. The baby gurgled again and smiled.

"Yeah" said Bumlets, "She's real cute, if I ever have a little girl, I want her to be just like her" Willow looked up from the baby and studied Bumlets face.

"Yeah" she said quietly, "this girl would be-" Crash! A small, rickety table came flying towards them hitting them full force.

The man laughed, "You met me little goil, well guess what I found out? She ain't mine! Dat stinkin' woman done and got a different daddy fo' her!" Willow got up from the crouching position she had been in to cover the baby girl.

"Please" she whimpered, "please leave this little girl alone." The man sighed, as if he was under a lot of stress and was giving up.

"Little Angel" he said quietly, "I loved her. Named her Angela after my very own mother, but guess what, she isn't even mine, all I got is that snitch of a kid over there." he said with a disgusted look at Snitch's unconscious form.

"He's a good boy" said Willow quietly picking up the little girl.

"NO!" roared the man, all of a sudden alive and viscous again. He picked up a pillow, harmless at first, and then pulled a gun out of the pillow case. With a swift motion he aimed and fired. The shot rang through the air, and then a second, and then a third, split the air. Blood was every where. It penetrated her skull first, and the second one hit her heart dead center. The third had traveled strait through Snitch's fathers brain. Bumlets had started and fell backward hitting his head, but he was up again in a moment.

"Willow!" he yelled.

"He got her"

"What?!" he yelled, "From anger and frustration.

"He got her" whimpered her voice again, "I tried to get her out of the way but he got her." Bumlets said words that shouldn't be put down on paper and kicked the wall hard. Then he looked over at her, softening a little.

"It ain't yer fault Willow."

"It is!" she sobbed, choking on her own tears, "She was in my arms Bumlets! Right here!!! And I couldn't even get in his way, I didn't do anything!!!"

"Willow."

"Shut up!" she choked out, "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" She wiped the tears that were poring out of her eye's and ran.

"Willow!" yelled Bumlets, running after her. He saw her disappear down an alley, she'd be back, he was sure of it.