An undercover newsie-Yea well I didn't convey that chapter very good. I look back on it and realize well it's pretty shitty to be honest. I'm surprised none of you guys even mentioned it. I don't mind criticism as long as it's polite criticism. There's a difference I tell you.

Angel Fish7-I know I loved that argument. It's quite funny. Debating is the best. They'll talk again soon I promise.

Clips- I know you weren't mad at me I was just being a smart ass. I tend to do that on a lot of occasions just ask any of my friends which you don't know so never mind lol. Here's another chapter for you although I'm betting after this one you'll want another one *big sigh* oh well maybe I will maybe I won't.

Dreamer Conlon- They could act strangely around her for a lot of reasons, mainly because they've probably heard some stuff from Spot and also that she was taken back to her parent's house and everyone is kind of confused on how to act around her. They don't really know all the details and as you'll see with Spot everyone's kind of on guard.

Chapter 31

A/n: Three weeks have passed so therefore Raven is selling again. She's kind of slower because she's still recovering. They are all still in Manhattan except for Spot who is well duh in Brooklyn.

"Jack" Raven yelled across the bunkroom, trying to be heard over the din of all the boys.

"Yea?"

"Can ya take Chatterbox taday?" Raven smiled sheepishly although he probably couldn't see it. "I really just need ta t'ink taday and ta jus be by meself fer a while."

"Dat's fine." Jack winked at her. "I'll make sure she doesn't get in trouble."

Raven thought back to the trouble a month ago. Tears pricked her eyes and she forced her mind away from the memories. 'He hates you now. You were so damn stubborn and proud and you told him to get the fuck outta your life. Ravey ya gotta live wit what ya did. There's no changing it now.' Sighing heavily, she skirted around the edges of the group and exited before anyone asked any questions.

Everyone had warmed up considerably since the first night back. They weren't totally comfortable with her yet but Raven was patient and could wait. She figured that they didn't really know what to say to her anymore. It was probably uncomfortable for them, she was almost positive that Spot had said some stuff when he told Jack to get her. She also didn't want to say anything about what happened and thankfully Jack wasn't saying anything either.

Morosely, she walked to the distribution office and got 50 papes.

"Hey sweetheart. How ya been?"

"Fuck off Morris."

"Well well gots a little temper don't we. There's no need to be nasty."

"Give me my papes."

Oscar tossed them to her and she caught them and quickly left. If Morris decided to start something she wasn't really going to be able to stop him she was still too weak. Still off in her dream like state Raven just walked down the street and yelled headlines. Nothing seemed right anymore. It hadn't for a while. Like a part of her was missing.

She didn't even allow herself to think about Spot anymore. One of the newsies had made the mistake of mentioning him in front of her. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"So how are Spot and ya?" One of the newsies asked her. She didn't know his name, he hadn't been around long, possibly a month or two. Probably just enough to know that they had been dating. It was towards evening and most of the newsies were in the bunkroom lying around and just hanging out. Most of them perked up to hear Raven's response. They didn't need to look up, they'd of heard her just fine.

Raven moved in really close and looked down on him. Grabbing him by the collar, she was shocked she could even lift him up. Apparently everyone else was because she could hear the whispers. She had only been allowed out of the bed a couple of days before. "Don't ever mention his name in front of me again. I don't want to hear it. Spot and I. it's none of your business." She said this in a furious whisper that none the less carried loud enough that everyone had heard. Just to be sure she added loud enough for everyone to hear. "I never want to hear the name Spot Conlon again." She looked the boy in the eye again and her arm shook from the strain of holding him up. "Am I clear?"

"Crystal."

"Ya being a smart ass?"

"No" by the scared wide eyed look the boy had on his face Raven didn't think he was lying. She dropped him and the boy took off. Raven, her arm shaking, headed into the washroom and sat down on the ground and silently cried. Ever since then she had never heard his name. The boy avoided her always after that. And no one mentioned that god forsaken name.

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Shaking her head, Raven tried hopelessly to clear the memories. It was like she was in the ocean and didn't know how to swim. All the memories were drowning her. She started trembling and she quickened her pace until she found an abandoned alley. She kept close to the edge so that she could make a quick exit if possible. She set her papes down next to her, away from the wind so they wouldn't blow away. Pulling her knees to her chest, she sat there and sobbed.

Spot finally came back to Manhattan. He had been avoiding it for weeks knowing that she was going to be here. It was funny in a way. She had been in Brooklyn although not officially as a newsie, for most of her life although he considered her a Manhattan newsie. He didn't want to think about her.

She didn't even care about him. After all they had shared, all they had been through and the helplessness he had felt. That had been the worst. The complete inability to do absolutely anything to help her. Sitting around like some rich person's toy, just sitting there looking pretty. God that had hurt, he had cared about her so much. Wait he couldn't even say cared and put it in the past tense. 'I still care for her' Spot said to himself 'I shouldn't but I do. She told me to get the fuck outta her life and I did. She didn't want to see me, she wouldn't let me see her.'

Spot walked farther into Manhattan half hoping that he'd run into her and half hoping he wouldn't. He still couldn't decide if he did happen to run into her, then what would he say? And even if he found her, would she be alone? Then a new voice, a question he hadn't asked yet popped up while he was musing over her. 'Why did she send you away? Why wouldn't she want you ta see her? What possible explanation could she have?'

Actually listening to the voice, Spot stopped and pondered the questions for a minute. He couldn't see why she wouldn't of wanted to see him. Slowly he started walking again but he was still thinking about that question.

He cut through a side alleyway and walked slowly down it, he was alert to anything or anyone that could be in it. Spot was not the kind of person to make the same mistake twice. Not seeing anyone he relaxed his guard slightly but not too much. At the end of the alley he saw a small huddle, near where it let back out into the street. He made no noise as he was coming up to it, not wanting to give that person a heads up if it was an enemy.

Raven tensed slightly as she sensed someone behind her. Almost as if she was in a trance, she spun around striking out at the person behind her. No one who was her friend would have come up behind her and tried to scare her when she'd been like she had. She was liable to kill someone. She gave them a solid punch to the jaw. The person reacted fast also. Raven weakened quickly and almost collapsed. Her opponent seized the advantage and noticing her weakness pushed her against the wall and pinned her there.

There, Spot got a good look at who he was fighting. He stepped back shocked. Raven's expression mirrored his own. Paralyzed, they stared at each other at loss for words.

"You" they both said in unison.

Raven backed up towards the alley as Spot took a step towards her. She looked everywhere except his eyes, the eyes she was sure would be incriminating her. She wasn't sure if she could stand to see the eyes that had once looked upon her with love, to be then cold as stone. Spot pursued her not letting her go. Raven almost tripped and fell.

Spot reached out and steadied her automatically. Realizing what he'd done he quickly withdrew his hand. Raven noticed his jerky motions and her heart ripped even more that she though possible.

"Why?" Spot asked. He couldn't get the question out of his mind.

Raven knew exactly what he was talking about. "I had to."

"No ya didn't."

"How do ya know dat? Ya don't know anyt'in."

"Because ya wouldn't let me. I tried. I didn't know what to do and you didn't make it any easier." Their voices rose as they went on and they were practically screaming at each other.

"Ya don't need me. I was helpless, a weakling. I couldn't do jack shit for myself."

"We all have our down times. Why would you send me away and tell me to get out of ya life?" Raven could hear the evident hurt in his voice.

"You're da leadah. Ya need a goil who can stand beside ya." Tears now came dripping down her face but she didn't stop talking. "You deserved better and I wanted ta give ya da means ta get out. Ya need a goil ya can rely on. One who cin handle Brooklyn and I couldn't it wasn't fair ta ya." Raven poured her heart out and Spot stood there eyes frozen, but Raven still would not meet his eyes.

"Is dat what ya thought?" Raven looked up and met his eyes. Blue eyes met blue and the world seemed to crash in between them while they were locking eyes. Spot started to reach out his hand and then clenched it painfully to his side. Raven glanced away and then looked back into his eyes. Slowly she backed away going out into the street. People passed in front of her and they lost contact. Spot blinked and she was gone.

A/n: here you are guys. Hope you liked it. Please review.