A/N: Miracle did a good deal of the writing for this chapter because she had a great idea and sent the writing she had done to me. So yeah I figured I should give her the credit for her work.

Chapter 15

Suddenly the door opened to the Warehouse and a lot of people entered. Well not a lot of people but a good amount; Jamie, Why, Mr. Morrill, Kelsey, Hour, and finally Flame. Dag sighed and looked over at the surprised Miracle. They were making enough noise to wake up china.

"Be quiet!" Dag hissed. "Spot is trying to sleep."

Everyone quieted. Dag smiled and then frowned as Spot walked down the stairs. They woke him up. His hang over seemed to have lessened though. He came down and everyone watched him. Dag smiled as he sat down next to her on Miracle's bed and wrapped his arm around Dag.

There was literally a gasp from everyone at this. Spot ignored it and yawned. Dag snuggled up against him and smiled at the scowl Jamie was giving them. Why smiled too but not for the same reason Dag was.

"So you two are together again?" Why asked excitedly.

"Yep," Dag replied

"Yay," Why and Kelsey did some kind of happy dance.

"I take it this is a good thing," Mr. Morrill said laughing.

"Yes, it is," Flame confirmed. "See dat bruise on his face, dat was one of de the results from dis argument."

Dag stared at the bruise. She hadn't noticed it before. She realized that it was from when she had flung the slingshot into his face. Dag felt bad about hurting him but he had deserved it at the time which was a help.

"Ok, Alexandra, get your stuff." Mr. Morrill said to her but it wasn't quite firmly.

Why complied picking up her small pile of stuff. Dag couldn't believe that she was going to leave and it hadn't even been formally said yet. Spot hugged Dag tighter.

"You goin' Why?" Miracle spoke softly.

"Yes. I really want to, but," She sighed as she pulled out her few belongings. "I'll miss you."

"Me too." Miracle swallowed then jumped to her feet and embraced Why in a tight hug. Gently removing Spot's arm from her shoulder, Dag wrapped her arms around Why and Miracle.

"Bye." Dag spoke softly. The group pulled apart.

"Bye Dag, Bye Miracle. If you ever need anything, come to see me."

"Of course." Miracle wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.

"You too Dag." Why pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"Yeah, whatevah."

"Goodbye guys!" Why turned and followed her father out of the bunkroom.

As the door was heard slamming downstairs, Kelsey, Hour, and Flame all turned and left. The window showed them heading toward the docks for a swim.

"I'm gonna go to the roof." Dag turned to see Miracle rise from her seat and walk to the window opposite her. Sliding it open, she slid out and climbed down, instead of going up like normal.

Dag followed the brunette with her eyes and watched as she edged around the corner to where another building met the lodging house roof.

Turning back to Spot, Dag chuckled. He was asleep. Again.

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Miracle edged around the corner of the roof and slid into the other building. It was an empty warehouse but one of the rooms had been locked and was filled with various things the newsies used like extra slingshots and shooters,

She tip-toed past the room and down the hall. As the sun sunk behind the bridge, Miracle watched as Dag exited the lodging house to get everybody back inside.

Silently, she crept inside and with her eyes closed from exhaustion, lay down on her bunk.

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"In now!" Dag yelled out at the newsies. They ignored her. "It's nearly dark! When it's dark people sleep, or in yeh case play pokah; eithah way do it inside. It's startin' ta get cold. Cold watah plus people equals sickness. Not near me, I'm sorry."

The newsies eventually started to file inside after Dag heckled them for a minute or so. Dag smiled at a mission complete and entered the warehouse as well. After going but stairs she noticed that Spot wasn't in bed. She ignored it and lay down.

"Prolly checkin' de bunks. He'll be heah soon." Before her head touched the pillow, she was asleep, breathing in Spot's scent.

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Spot rolled over, his eyes closed. He bumped into something. Dag.

Spot slid his arm over her waist and felt her stiffen. "Wha's wrong Dag?"

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Miracle stiffened as she felt the body roll over next to her. It couldn't be Why she left.

Suddenly, she felt something snaking around her waist. Miracle stiffened and slowly looked down. A hand!

She sat up. Spot was lying beside her. "Wha's wrong Dag?" he whispered.

"I'm not Dag."

His eyes shot open. "Oh shit! Where's Dag!"

As he jumped to his feet and headed for his own room, she rolled her eyes and threw up her hands. "And I liked him. Jerk."

Spot slipped out of hurray and fell. Half asleep he just stayed there.

Miracle tip-toed across the floor. Poking him in the back, she realized he was unconscious. "All the better."

She ran to the window and slid out. Once on the street, she ran towards Manhattan.

One set of crystalline eyes watched every move.

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"Miracle's missing!" Angel said shaking Dag to wake her up.

"What?"

"Miracle is missing," she said in her more regular tone.

"What?" Dag sat straight up; jerking the sleeping Spot out of sleep.

"Miracle is missing," Angel repeated a third time.

"Yes I got dat de foist time ya said it," Dag replied sharply.

"I saw hah leave last night," Spot said half asleep.

"Ya did?" Dag asked.

"Yeah,"

"She left in the middle of the night?" Angel terrified.

"Yup,"

"Why?" Dag asked.

"I don't know," Spot replied starting to get up.

Dag watched as Angel didn't even bother to advert her eyes at Spot's shirtless body. When she had first come to the Brooklyn she would have blushed and turned away, now she just continued in their conversation. Dag couldn't help but wonder how much living in Brooklyn was changing the girls from their high class life.

"Dag pay attention," Spot said poking her. "I hate it when ya tune out in de middle of an impoitant conversation."

"Sorry," Dag replied not meaning it.

"So she didn't tell ya where she went. Stupid goil, she's almost woise den you Dag," Spot said looking over at Dag playfully.

"No she didn't tell anyone," Angel muttered she was so worried it wasn't funny.

"It's okay I'm sure she's fine," Dag said to try and comfort Angel a little.

"Yeah prolly, lets go sell our papes and do our jobs den if she's not back by diss evening den youse goils can go look for her if ya like." Spot said issuing the final decision on the matter.

Angel nodded and went downstairs. Dag started to follow because she didn't have to get changed she slept in the same clothes she sold in. Spot stopped her by grabbing her arm.

"Dag what would ya say ta goin' ta Medda's tonight?" He asked.

"What'cha mean?"

"Just me and you togeder at Medda's,"

"Soah," Dag replied kissing him softly on the lips before running downstairs.