Disclaimer: As of right now, the newsies are safely locked within the confines of Disney. If any of you see a problem with this, there will be a secret meeting for all those interested....for now, loose yourself in the story.


The Deepest:

Holy Mackenzie! The commotion outside in the bunk room caught his attention and he finished drying his hair on the move. Already, some of the younger boys had crowded around the windows that looked out into the open street. He peered over a shorter newsie to see the boys outside forming an odd cluster around the steps. They were separated to either side and he didn't understand why until two other boys raced inside. They were moving quickly, their gruff voices floating into the windows above. He could tell they weren't Manhatten newsies.
He was expecting their footsteps to allude to their entrance but the door to the bunkroom burst open sooner than expected. This time there were three figures, darting among the crowd to the side window that led to the roof. Two made it before Mush jumped in the way of the third. But he was quick enough to dodge Mush's swing and roll, disappearing into the side of the wall. The loose plank closed shut with a bang and the other newsies looked at each other in shock.
Before he could explain to the faces that looked to him for some answer, the boys that had been seen from the window came through the open door. No boy made a movement and the two intruders scanned the room, obviously looking for someone in particular.
What you'se want Bull? Dis ain't Harlem if you'd noticed. He tossed the used towel to another newsie and faced the leader of Harlem head on.
Bull snarled at the comment before scanning the room once more. The other goon was slowly filtering through the crowd of boys, bending to look under bunks and in the washroom. He passed by the hidden plank without a second glance. Dis don't concoin you.
Corse it does. You'se in da lodgin house fo Christ sake!
Bull's second hand man, known throughout the boroughs as Mac, returned to the side of his leader, signaling that he hadn't found a thing. Bull nodded and turned to look at all the newsies one more time. Don't tink dis is ova. If I hear dat dese guys are from Manhatten den you'll be receiving another visit. With that, the two turned and clambered down the stairs.
Watching from the window again, he saw the two leave, glad that he'd been able to avoid a confrontation that went beyond words. Soon his attention was turned back to the mysterious intruder who had obviously made Bull more than upset. Mush knocked lightly on the plank and all the boys in the room expected the figure to appear.
He knew better. The space had started out as a small hiding within the wall for spare change and small belongings. But over the years it had grown and when he'd come to the lodging house it had become the perfect size for an escaping newsie to hide. Only his top boys knew of the place and it hadn't been used in quite some time. Walking over he nudged Mush out of the way and knocked three times, real quick, on the side of the plank. Only a moment later the figure appeared, rolling easily onto the bare floor and springing to their feet. It took a moment for his sense of direction to return and the figure searched for the nearest exit, taking long enough for many of the boys to realize that the figure was surprisingly, and most definitely, feminine.
That face, and the way the long hair sprayed out behind the cap caught his attention. Although she'd obviously changed in the past year he knew that face and her sudden arrival fit him hard.
She turned at the sound of her name, frightened by the fact that she'd been recognized. Her nerves were coiled and tight, ready to spring. But then her eyes landed on his brown ones and she faltered. Heya, Kelly.
Before he could reach and grab her, restraining her from fleeing like he knew she would, a low whistle sounded from the window. She turned to look at the window and locked eyes with him once more time, a look in her eyes that had changed. All this happened in a second's time before she darted towards the window. This time she was faster than Mush, slipping up and out so that for a second time that day his fingertips felt the wind from her disappearance


AN: Whew, can you believe it! Already the beginning of another story! The CC is still open, although I'm looking more for characters to appear late on, when Jack and this new McCoy go on a little trip. Drop any questions on the review page, it will make my day!