Disclaimer -I don't own the newsies. Sad :'(. I only own Ellie.
*Sapphy! Thanks for reviewing! I know Blink was really stupid for saying that, wasn't he?
Kid laid in bed in bed that night, wide awake. He couldn't stop wondering about Ellie and her whereabouts. *Why hasn't she come home yet? Is she ok? Will she ever forgive me?*
At the same time, Ellie laid on a bench in Central Park. *How will I ever forgive him?* She shivered as an almost frozen tear ran down her cheek. The air was icy and rigid and it reminded Ellie of that horrid night. *Don't think about it.* She scolded herself. *Just go to sleep and morning'll be here before you know it.* She closed her eyes and fell asleep in the freezing night of December.
Back at the lodging house, Blink was still up worrying. *What if she gets sick again? Then it'll be all my fault.* He couldn't take it anymore. He jumped out of bed and quickly yet quietly got dressed. A light groan echoed across the silent room. Blink searched for its owner and saw Racetrack slowly open his eyes.
"Hey, whatca doin' Kid? The sun's hardly up." Blink finished buttoning his shirt and started to put on his shoes.
"It's Ellie. She's out in the freezing cold somewhere all because of me. I've gotta find her." He whispered. Race sat up abruptly.
"Kid, you can't go out there all by yourself. I'm comin' with ya. That way, it'll be easier to find her." He shouted in a whisper. Blink didn't argue with that and anxiously waited while Race dressed.
Five minutes later, the two newsies tip-toed down the stairs, but dashed once the door was in sight.
"OK, let's split up. I'll take 5th to 10th street and all 'round that area. You take Central Park and I'll join ya soon." Race rushed out his words and ran down the street towards 5th Avenue. Blink looked around and started walking briskly towards the park entrance. There, he wasted no time and started yelling Ellie's name in the ice cold air.
After the fourth or fifth time of calling her name, a man's voice interrupted from the window of a house nearby.
"Hey kid! It's 4 o'clock in the morning! Shut up and go home!" He angrily shut his window and Blink cursed under his breath. *4 AM or not, I've GOT to find Ellie.* He ran around, looking on every bench and around each empty hot dog stand. He had almost given up hope, when he saw a dark figure laying on a bench about 20 yards away. He ran towards it, praying it was Ellie. He tumbled to his knees beside the bench, out of breath. Even with very little light, he could tell it was her. Her face looked a lot paler and almost lifeless, but it was Ellie without a doubt. He shook her lightly.
"Ellie? Ellie?! Get up! It's me, Blink." She didn't respond. He shook her more fiercely now, but nothing happened. He looked to her stomach to check if she was still breathing. She was, but only just. Blink picked her up and carried her a ways before he met up with a breathless Racetrack. He lended a helping hand and they carried her back to the lodging house. As they burst through the door, Blink and Race shouted for help.
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Ellie lay still in her bed, her eyes closed and her breath short. Blink sat on the edge of an old wooden chair beside her. He could just hear the low murmer of the doctor and Kloppman discussing Ellie behind the closed door. If he listened hard enough, he could hear bits and pieces like 'doesn't look good', 'no medication can help' and 'not much time'. Blink slid to the back of his chair and sank. He wished the doctor would hurry up and say exactly what was wrong with her.
The door creaked open and the doctor stepped in. Blink stood up nervously, preparing himself for whatever news was thrown at him.
"Ahem. I have some rather bad news. It seems that Ellie has a very severe case of pnuemonia. Since she's had it before, her immune system should have shut it off, but it didn't. It obviously made it much worse than other cases. I'm afraid Ellie won't make it through the night." Blink almost collapsed but used the chair to steady himself. The doctor said a few more words and left.
Every newsie was standing by the door, most with tears in their eyes. *Ellie can't be dying. Not now. I need her. I love her.* Blink kneeled down at the side of her bed and took her porcelian-like hand in his.
"This is all my fault." He said, not meant for anyone. Jack walked up next to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Of course it's not your fault. It's nobody's fault, Blink. It's just Ellie's time." Blink stared at Jack through teary eyes.
"Just Ellie's time? Jack, she's only 16 years old! She's hardly even lived her life!" Ellie's eyes slowly started to open and she let out a weak cough.
"Blink, is that you?"
"Yeah, it's me Ellie." She looked at him and smiled. Then, she remembered what happened the last time she had seen him. Her smile quickly turned to a look of pure anger.
"How could you, Blink? How could you do this to me? I loved you and I thought you loved me, too. I guess I was wrong." All the anger must have made Ellie even weaker because she broke out in a coughing attack. She could tell there wasn't much time left for her. Blink wrapped his arms around her and tired to quiet her. He knew as well that she would be gone soon. Ellie used all her strength to push him away.
"Now you can finally get what you wanted all along: Megan." Blink shook his head as her eyes closed and her breathing slowly stopped. Tears streamed down Blink's face as Ellie lay there, dead. He looked around the room to Boots, then Specs, then Skittery.
"I didn't do it!" Skittery belted out. Blink was very confused.
"What didn't you do, Skitts?" He felt a hand slapping his arm and warm sunshine on his face. His eyes shot open and he looked around. He was in the bunk room and Ellie was beside him. *Wait, Ellie?* He looked at her more closely. Her mouth was wide open and she...she was breathing! Rather loud I might add and a little drop of drool was slowly making its way down the side of her mouth.
"Ellie!" Blink cried out with joy. She immediately woke up and automatically wiped the drool off her cheek.
"What? What?" She asked. Blink touched the dry cheek and smiled.
"You're real...I mean...you're alive!" Ellie took his hand and put her own on his forehead.
"Are you OK? Maybe you caught a cold from last night or something."
"Last night?"
"Yeah, we were up on the roof and it started to rain? Ya know, maybe you should stay home today." Blink jumped out of bed and stuck out his hand to help Ellie down.
"No, I'm just fine." Ellie smiled and kissed him.
"Great. 'Cause I was thinking maybe we could sell together today." Blink's eyes shot open in horror.
"NO! I mean, we'll probably do better seperately." Ellie looked confused at first, but smiled.
"Yeah, you're probably right. So, what didya dream about?" Ellie wrapped her arm around Blink's waist and rested her chin on his shoulder. Blink sighed heavily.
"You don't even want to know."
The End!
*Sapphy! Thanks for reviewing! I know Blink was really stupid for saying that, wasn't he?
Kid laid in bed in bed that night, wide awake. He couldn't stop wondering about Ellie and her whereabouts. *Why hasn't she come home yet? Is she ok? Will she ever forgive me?*
At the same time, Ellie laid on a bench in Central Park. *How will I ever forgive him?* She shivered as an almost frozen tear ran down her cheek. The air was icy and rigid and it reminded Ellie of that horrid night. *Don't think about it.* She scolded herself. *Just go to sleep and morning'll be here before you know it.* She closed her eyes and fell asleep in the freezing night of December.
Back at the lodging house, Blink was still up worrying. *What if she gets sick again? Then it'll be all my fault.* He couldn't take it anymore. He jumped out of bed and quickly yet quietly got dressed. A light groan echoed across the silent room. Blink searched for its owner and saw Racetrack slowly open his eyes.
"Hey, whatca doin' Kid? The sun's hardly up." Blink finished buttoning his shirt and started to put on his shoes.
"It's Ellie. She's out in the freezing cold somewhere all because of me. I've gotta find her." He whispered. Race sat up abruptly.
"Kid, you can't go out there all by yourself. I'm comin' with ya. That way, it'll be easier to find her." He shouted in a whisper. Blink didn't argue with that and anxiously waited while Race dressed.
Five minutes later, the two newsies tip-toed down the stairs, but dashed once the door was in sight.
"OK, let's split up. I'll take 5th to 10th street and all 'round that area. You take Central Park and I'll join ya soon." Race rushed out his words and ran down the street towards 5th Avenue. Blink looked around and started walking briskly towards the park entrance. There, he wasted no time and started yelling Ellie's name in the ice cold air.
After the fourth or fifth time of calling her name, a man's voice interrupted from the window of a house nearby.
"Hey kid! It's 4 o'clock in the morning! Shut up and go home!" He angrily shut his window and Blink cursed under his breath. *4 AM or not, I've GOT to find Ellie.* He ran around, looking on every bench and around each empty hot dog stand. He had almost given up hope, when he saw a dark figure laying on a bench about 20 yards away. He ran towards it, praying it was Ellie. He tumbled to his knees beside the bench, out of breath. Even with very little light, he could tell it was her. Her face looked a lot paler and almost lifeless, but it was Ellie without a doubt. He shook her lightly.
"Ellie? Ellie?! Get up! It's me, Blink." She didn't respond. He shook her more fiercely now, but nothing happened. He looked to her stomach to check if she was still breathing. She was, but only just. Blink picked her up and carried her a ways before he met up with a breathless Racetrack. He lended a helping hand and they carried her back to the lodging house. As they burst through the door, Blink and Race shouted for help.
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Ellie lay still in her bed, her eyes closed and her breath short. Blink sat on the edge of an old wooden chair beside her. He could just hear the low murmer of the doctor and Kloppman discussing Ellie behind the closed door. If he listened hard enough, he could hear bits and pieces like 'doesn't look good', 'no medication can help' and 'not much time'. Blink slid to the back of his chair and sank. He wished the doctor would hurry up and say exactly what was wrong with her.
The door creaked open and the doctor stepped in. Blink stood up nervously, preparing himself for whatever news was thrown at him.
"Ahem. I have some rather bad news. It seems that Ellie has a very severe case of pnuemonia. Since she's had it before, her immune system should have shut it off, but it didn't. It obviously made it much worse than other cases. I'm afraid Ellie won't make it through the night." Blink almost collapsed but used the chair to steady himself. The doctor said a few more words and left.
Every newsie was standing by the door, most with tears in their eyes. *Ellie can't be dying. Not now. I need her. I love her.* Blink kneeled down at the side of her bed and took her porcelian-like hand in his.
"This is all my fault." He said, not meant for anyone. Jack walked up next to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Of course it's not your fault. It's nobody's fault, Blink. It's just Ellie's time." Blink stared at Jack through teary eyes.
"Just Ellie's time? Jack, she's only 16 years old! She's hardly even lived her life!" Ellie's eyes slowly started to open and she let out a weak cough.
"Blink, is that you?"
"Yeah, it's me Ellie." She looked at him and smiled. Then, she remembered what happened the last time she had seen him. Her smile quickly turned to a look of pure anger.
"How could you, Blink? How could you do this to me? I loved you and I thought you loved me, too. I guess I was wrong." All the anger must have made Ellie even weaker because she broke out in a coughing attack. She could tell there wasn't much time left for her. Blink wrapped his arms around her and tired to quiet her. He knew as well that she would be gone soon. Ellie used all her strength to push him away.
"Now you can finally get what you wanted all along: Megan." Blink shook his head as her eyes closed and her breathing slowly stopped. Tears streamed down Blink's face as Ellie lay there, dead. He looked around the room to Boots, then Specs, then Skittery.
"I didn't do it!" Skittery belted out. Blink was very confused.
"What didn't you do, Skitts?" He felt a hand slapping his arm and warm sunshine on his face. His eyes shot open and he looked around. He was in the bunk room and Ellie was beside him. *Wait, Ellie?* He looked at her more closely. Her mouth was wide open and she...she was breathing! Rather loud I might add and a little drop of drool was slowly making its way down the side of her mouth.
"Ellie!" Blink cried out with joy. She immediately woke up and automatically wiped the drool off her cheek.
"What? What?" She asked. Blink touched the dry cheek and smiled.
"You're real...I mean...you're alive!" Ellie took his hand and put her own on his forehead.
"Are you OK? Maybe you caught a cold from last night or something."
"Last night?"
"Yeah, we were up on the roof and it started to rain? Ya know, maybe you should stay home today." Blink jumped out of bed and stuck out his hand to help Ellie down.
"No, I'm just fine." Ellie smiled and kissed him.
"Great. 'Cause I was thinking maybe we could sell together today." Blink's eyes shot open in horror.
"NO! I mean, we'll probably do better seperately." Ellie looked confused at first, but smiled.
"Yeah, you're probably right. So, what didya dream about?" Ellie wrapped her arm around Blink's waist and rested her chin on his shoulder. Blink sighed heavily.
"You don't even want to know."
The End!