Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Newsies, Disney does. However, I do
own any original characters you see here and Klover owns, well Klover.
Shout Outs:
Klover: You are going to have to read this chapter to see if she believed Oscar. Thanks again for always being a consistent reviewer.
Dylan: I will always love you and I find you hilarious.
Kawaii Julie Sama: hey thanks for the review and I will do my best to update as fast as possible.
All Newsies: Welcome.
Devonny: Hey, you have reviewed this story before and it is nice to here from you again. Thank you always for the review.
Snipeshooter: It 'ard ta believe she gets so excited over dese little reviews.
Moonlight: Hey I like reviews. It is good to know someone likes my stories.
Snipeshooter: I wonder 'ow many of yer reviewer 'ate yer story.
Southern: I like go me's. LOL. Thanks again for the review.
Specs: I'll se ya at 7:30.
Rain: Thank you for the review.
Blink: (Rain throws frosted flakes at Spot) HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Dis is betta den goin' ta Medda's.
Spot: I glad dis is amusin' ya.
All Newsies: It's amusin' us to.
Spot: Great.
Moonlight: Hey, even I am finding this funny.
MsJonyReb: Will the plain backfire, hmm, your just going have to keep reading and find out. I wouldn't really call Jenny gullible, but you have to remember she has not know Jack, Blink or any of the other boys very long. She knows nothing of there past.
Snipeshooter: Yeah nodin' of our past.
Moonlight: I don't need your help Snipeshooter. I can explain things on my own. Besides knowing nothing of your past could be a bad thing.
Snipeshooter: Oh, well dat is de last time I try ta 'elp ya.
Moonlight: Come on Snipe don't take it like that.
Pixie: Hey, I like the new name. It is cool. I am really glad you like the story that much. I hope you continue to like it.
NO, my heart cried out as Oscar spoke those words. Jack and Blink would never do that, NEVER. Would they? That last thought took me by surprise, but then again how well did I know either of them? I haven't even known them for a month.
I worked silently, making my stitches tight and small. Oscar winced a few times from the pain, but stayed perfectly still. "Are ya al'ight?" Oscar said, his hand gently lifting my head to look into his eyes. Tears had stained my checks.
"I'm fine." I said quietly, but inside I screamed and cried like a child.
"Did I say somedin' ta make ya upset?"
"No." I wiped my eyes. I looked at Oscar's face and now that the dried blood was cleaned, I noticed I had seen this boy before. "Do I know you?"
"Not dat I know of." Said Oscar. He was not sure he wanted me to know that he was the one who called her, "sweet face."
"Oh, you just look familiar. Maybe I sold a paper to you once."
"Ya sell papes?"
"Yeah. I helped out a Newsie for awhile."
"What 'appened ta 'im?"
"Oh," I said my eyes cast downward. "I found out he was not the person I thought he was."
"I'm sorry." Oscar said rubbing my hand softly. I pulled my hand away and stood up quickly. "Please don't leave." He said reaching for my hand. "Ya loved 'im didn't ya?" I nodded. "Could ya ever again?" I had to think about this question and slowly I nodded my head no. Beating up another person went against everything I believed in and worked so hard to care for.
Oscar smiled evilly as my head shook no. A part of him believed in time I would be his. He smile fell away and his face became full of compassion as I felt his arms rap around me. Part of me told me to pull away, but another part of me felt comfort in his touch. Tears trickled down my checks easily and Oscar wiped them each away. "Thank you."
"Fer what?"
"Your kindness." I herd the front door open as Dylan returned from his lunch. He came into the room and saw by red eyes and sad expression.
"Jenny are you alright?"
"Yes." I said nodding. I wiped my face with my sleeve. "Your all done Oscar. You can leave and the service was free of charge." I shook his hand as Oscar left the building.
"Jenny what's wrong?" Dylan asked. He leaned on the door keeping me locked inside the room.
"Oh Dylan." I cried running to him and rapping my arms tightly around him. I told him everything through my sobs. He patted my back, rubbed my head, and told me everything was going to be all right.
Mr. and Mrs. Brown reentered the office a half hour later. The waiting room was still busy and they saw Dylan running around. "Dylan where's Jennifer?" Asked Mrs. Brown curiously.
"I sent her to bed." Said Dylan not looking up from what he was doing.
"Why?" Said Mrs. Brown, worry filling her voice.
"She had a hard day." He answered simply.
"She's not sick." Said Mrs. Brown with a sigh. The hand that had moved to her chest like she was going to have a heart attack if I had gotten sick again slowly came back to her side.
"She had an emergency come in while we were all out and that took a lot out of her. She had to stitch up a boys check, but I checked it before he left. He did an excellent job."
"Well I think we should let her sleep then." Said Mr. Brown ending the conversation. Both he and Mrs. Brown got back to work.
Two hours later, after a nice nap I went down the stairs and saw only two patients left waiting. Mr. Brown was just saying goodbye to one of his patients who is an old friend of his. Mrs. Brown took the final two patients into one room and Mr. Brown told Dylan he would get them. Dylan thanked him. "Hey."
"Hey Jenny. How are you feeling?"
"I've felt better, but I will live." I said leaning on him.
"Hey Dylan." Yelled Mrs. Brown from in the room. "Can you get me a needle?"
"Sure." He yelled back.
"I'll get it." I said jumping up. I went behind the desk and into the closet. I heard the door open and the familiar voices of Blink and Jack. My body tightened and my heart stopped.
"'ey is Jenny 'ome?"
"No." Said Dylan flatly.
"Do ya know when she will be back?" Asked Blink.
"Listen we've decided we don't want either of you seeing Jenny anymore."
"What?" Said both Jack and Blink together.
"You heard me. You two are no longer allowed to see her."
"It don't make no sense. We never 'urt 'er."
"Listen I don't make the rules around here, but I was told to keep Jenny as far away from you two as possible." Said Dylan his voice rising.
"YOU CAN'T DO DIS." Yelled Blink. Both Mr. and Mrs. Brown had come out of the room by now.
"What is going on here?" Mr. Brown asked.
"Sir, ya gave us permission ta see Jenny, but 'e is tellin' us know we can't." Said Jack. Mr. Brown looked at Dylan and then noticed me sitting on the floor of the closet.
"That's right boys, I'm sorry, but we have all decided that you are not suitable people for Jenny to be around."
"Ya can't do dat, she's me sista." Said Jack angrily.
"I can and I did. If I ever catch you near my daughter then I will have you arrested. I am very good friends with the chief of police."
"Sir please." tried Blink, but a raise of hand made him be quiet.
"Ya can't do dis sir and Jenny and I will see each oder. We lost each oder once and won't again." With that the two boys turned and left. I came out carrying the needle Mrs. Brown had asked for.
"Thank you." I said simply.
"Jenny, what is going on?" Mr. Brown asked. I turned and looked at Dylan. He nodded and began to tell them what I had told him earlier. I, however headed up the stairs and into my room to cry once again, but when I got up their my room wasn't empty.
Shout Outs:
Klover: You are going to have to read this chapter to see if she believed Oscar. Thanks again for always being a consistent reviewer.
Dylan: I will always love you and I find you hilarious.
Kawaii Julie Sama: hey thanks for the review and I will do my best to update as fast as possible.
All Newsies: Welcome.
Devonny: Hey, you have reviewed this story before and it is nice to here from you again. Thank you always for the review.
Snipeshooter: It 'ard ta believe she gets so excited over dese little reviews.
Moonlight: Hey I like reviews. It is good to know someone likes my stories.
Snipeshooter: I wonder 'ow many of yer reviewer 'ate yer story.
Southern: I like go me's. LOL. Thanks again for the review.
Specs: I'll se ya at 7:30.
Rain: Thank you for the review.
Blink: (Rain throws frosted flakes at Spot) HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Dis is betta den goin' ta Medda's.
Spot: I glad dis is amusin' ya.
All Newsies: It's amusin' us to.
Spot: Great.
Moonlight: Hey, even I am finding this funny.
MsJonyReb: Will the plain backfire, hmm, your just going have to keep reading and find out. I wouldn't really call Jenny gullible, but you have to remember she has not know Jack, Blink or any of the other boys very long. She knows nothing of there past.
Snipeshooter: Yeah nodin' of our past.
Moonlight: I don't need your help Snipeshooter. I can explain things on my own. Besides knowing nothing of your past could be a bad thing.
Snipeshooter: Oh, well dat is de last time I try ta 'elp ya.
Moonlight: Come on Snipe don't take it like that.
Pixie: Hey, I like the new name. It is cool. I am really glad you like the story that much. I hope you continue to like it.
NO, my heart cried out as Oscar spoke those words. Jack and Blink would never do that, NEVER. Would they? That last thought took me by surprise, but then again how well did I know either of them? I haven't even known them for a month.
I worked silently, making my stitches tight and small. Oscar winced a few times from the pain, but stayed perfectly still. "Are ya al'ight?" Oscar said, his hand gently lifting my head to look into his eyes. Tears had stained my checks.
"I'm fine." I said quietly, but inside I screamed and cried like a child.
"Did I say somedin' ta make ya upset?"
"No." I wiped my eyes. I looked at Oscar's face and now that the dried blood was cleaned, I noticed I had seen this boy before. "Do I know you?"
"Not dat I know of." Said Oscar. He was not sure he wanted me to know that he was the one who called her, "sweet face."
"Oh, you just look familiar. Maybe I sold a paper to you once."
"Ya sell papes?"
"Yeah. I helped out a Newsie for awhile."
"What 'appened ta 'im?"
"Oh," I said my eyes cast downward. "I found out he was not the person I thought he was."
"I'm sorry." Oscar said rubbing my hand softly. I pulled my hand away and stood up quickly. "Please don't leave." He said reaching for my hand. "Ya loved 'im didn't ya?" I nodded. "Could ya ever again?" I had to think about this question and slowly I nodded my head no. Beating up another person went against everything I believed in and worked so hard to care for.
Oscar smiled evilly as my head shook no. A part of him believed in time I would be his. He smile fell away and his face became full of compassion as I felt his arms rap around me. Part of me told me to pull away, but another part of me felt comfort in his touch. Tears trickled down my checks easily and Oscar wiped them each away. "Thank you."
"Fer what?"
"Your kindness." I herd the front door open as Dylan returned from his lunch. He came into the room and saw by red eyes and sad expression.
"Jenny are you alright?"
"Yes." I said nodding. I wiped my face with my sleeve. "Your all done Oscar. You can leave and the service was free of charge." I shook his hand as Oscar left the building.
"Jenny what's wrong?" Dylan asked. He leaned on the door keeping me locked inside the room.
"Oh Dylan." I cried running to him and rapping my arms tightly around him. I told him everything through my sobs. He patted my back, rubbed my head, and told me everything was going to be all right.
Mr. and Mrs. Brown reentered the office a half hour later. The waiting room was still busy and they saw Dylan running around. "Dylan where's Jennifer?" Asked Mrs. Brown curiously.
"I sent her to bed." Said Dylan not looking up from what he was doing.
"Why?" Said Mrs. Brown, worry filling her voice.
"She had a hard day." He answered simply.
"She's not sick." Said Mrs. Brown with a sigh. The hand that had moved to her chest like she was going to have a heart attack if I had gotten sick again slowly came back to her side.
"She had an emergency come in while we were all out and that took a lot out of her. She had to stitch up a boys check, but I checked it before he left. He did an excellent job."
"Well I think we should let her sleep then." Said Mr. Brown ending the conversation. Both he and Mrs. Brown got back to work.
Two hours later, after a nice nap I went down the stairs and saw only two patients left waiting. Mr. Brown was just saying goodbye to one of his patients who is an old friend of his. Mrs. Brown took the final two patients into one room and Mr. Brown told Dylan he would get them. Dylan thanked him. "Hey."
"Hey Jenny. How are you feeling?"
"I've felt better, but I will live." I said leaning on him.
"Hey Dylan." Yelled Mrs. Brown from in the room. "Can you get me a needle?"
"Sure." He yelled back.
"I'll get it." I said jumping up. I went behind the desk and into the closet. I heard the door open and the familiar voices of Blink and Jack. My body tightened and my heart stopped.
"'ey is Jenny 'ome?"
"No." Said Dylan flatly.
"Do ya know when she will be back?" Asked Blink.
"Listen we've decided we don't want either of you seeing Jenny anymore."
"What?" Said both Jack and Blink together.
"You heard me. You two are no longer allowed to see her."
"It don't make no sense. We never 'urt 'er."
"Listen I don't make the rules around here, but I was told to keep Jenny as far away from you two as possible." Said Dylan his voice rising.
"YOU CAN'T DO DIS." Yelled Blink. Both Mr. and Mrs. Brown had come out of the room by now.
"What is going on here?" Mr. Brown asked.
"Sir, ya gave us permission ta see Jenny, but 'e is tellin' us know we can't." Said Jack. Mr. Brown looked at Dylan and then noticed me sitting on the floor of the closet.
"That's right boys, I'm sorry, but we have all decided that you are not suitable people for Jenny to be around."
"Ya can't do dat, she's me sista." Said Jack angrily.
"I can and I did. If I ever catch you near my daughter then I will have you arrested. I am very good friends with the chief of police."
"Sir please." tried Blink, but a raise of hand made him be quiet.
"Ya can't do dis sir and Jenny and I will see each oder. We lost each oder once and won't again." With that the two boys turned and left. I came out carrying the needle Mrs. Brown had asked for.
"Thank you." I said simply.
"Jenny, what is going on?" Mr. Brown asked. I turned and looked at Dylan. He nodded and began to tell them what I had told him earlier. I, however headed up the stairs and into my room to cry once again, but when I got up their my room wasn't empty.
