Disclaimer: I do not own 'In an New York Minute' by the Eagles or the newsies.

Summary: Present day fic. Based on the song In a New York Minute by the Eagles. This story is deticated to all people who felt the impact of 9/11. Especially those of you who lost loved ones or friends in the tragedy.

Rating: PG

A/N: I did not like writing this but I got a plot devil. (that's what I call and evil plot) They never go away until I write and publish them. This is the only story I will EVER, write were a newsie actually dies.

In a New York Minute

Harry got up,
Dressed all in black,
Went down to the station,
And he never came back,
They found his clothing,
Scattered somewhere down the track,
And he won't be down on Wall Street,
in the morning.

Raven and Miracle embraced each other as they watched the World Trade Center collapse before them.

The TV screen illuminated their terrified faces.

Miracle turned her head of long dark brown hair and turned to face the girl beside her with her haunting brown eyes.

"Isn't that where Jack and Spot worked."

Raven nodded slowly with her eerily black eyes. "Racetrack and Jake too. And Blink."

As Raven shook with fear, Miracle said, "But don't worry. They'll get out all right. The announcer said that more than half of the occupants were being evacuated."


He had a home,
The love of a girl,
But men get lost sometimes,
As years unfold,
One day he crossed some line,
And he was too much in this world,
But I guess it doesn't matter anymore.

"They said that everybody on the floor under the plane were being evacuated."

Miracle turned to Raven, confusion showing on her face. "So? They worked on floor 15."

"They . . . were moved today. To the same floor that was directly below the plane."


In a New York Minute,
Everything can change,
In a New York Minute,
Things can get pretty strange,
In a New York Minute,
Everything can change,
In a New York Minute.

"They'll be fine though. They were evacuated immediately right?"

"There were . . . but they had so many floor beneath them and the 57th floor didn't completely make it out."

Shivering, the two stared stricken at the TV.


Lying here in the darkness,
I hear the sirens wail,

Somebody going to emergency,
Somebody's going to jail,
If you find somebody to love in this world,
You better hand on tooth and nail,
The wolf is always at the door.

With a bang, the door of the apartment slammed open.

A figure covered in dust and soot fell onto the front entrance mat.

"Jack! Oh my god! Jack are you alright?" Miracle bolted to her brother and pulled him softly into her arms.

"I was getting coffee." He whispered out hoarsely. "Race was behind me. And then the something fell on us."

Jack looked around as Raven was awakened from her stupor and wrapped him in a hug.

"Where's Race?" His voice shocked Raven and she straightened.

"Pardon?"

"Race. Where is he? He was right behind me."


In a New York Minute,
Everything can change,
In a New York Minute,
Things can get a little strange,
In a New York Minute,
Everything can change,
In a New York Minute.

"He's not here Jack."

"He has to be!" Jack strained to look around and collapsed in Raven's arms.

Miracle turned to Raven. "Put him in our room. I'll go look for Race."

She walked out into the early morning light.


And in these days,
When darkness falls early,
And people rush home,
To the ones they love,
You better take a fool's advice,
And take care of your own,
One day they're here;
Next day they're gone.

Her long brown hair streamed behind her as she ran down the stairs and into the street.

"Race! Racetrack!" She pulled her sweater tighter on her shoulders as the wind blew the leaves around her. A groan came from an alley near her and she bolted.

"Race! Is that you? Please Race!" She pulled the blanket off the still figure and screamed.

"OH MY GOD!" Miracle pulled him to his feet and backed slowly up the stairs of the apartment building.

"Get him in!" Raven croaked as she opened the door. The pair pulled the two into the shadowed room. And lay him on a empty bed.

"Now we wait."

"For Blink, and Jake and –--"Miracle's voice cracked as tears slid silently down her face. "And Spot."


I pulled my coat around my shoulders,
And took a walk down through the park,
The leaves were falling around me,
The groaning city in the gathering dark,
On some solitary rock,
A desperate lover left his mark,
"Baby, I've changed. Please come back."

Two sets of dark eyes watched sullenly as the smoke drifted over the sky of New York, casting the fateful day into shadows.

The phone rang and the two of them bolted out of the land of daydreamers.

Dried tears cracked as they raced for the phone and both said into the speaker, "Hello?"

"Hello. I have two men in stable condition from the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center. Jake Johnston and Brandon Kidners. We have been told to inform you that they are okay although you are not allowed to see them currently."

"Oh. Thanks." Raven's voice spoke solo as Miracle sat slowly down by the window.

There was a click as Raven hung up the phone and wrapped her arms around Miracle; who shook wracked with sobs.


What the head makes cloudy,
The heart makes very clear,
The days were so much brighter,
In the time when she was here,
But I know there's somebody somewhere,
Make these dark clouds disappear,
Until that day, I have to believe,
I believe, I believe.

'Here Lie Aidan Conlon. A wonderous friend, and husband.' The gravestone was marked with a single dot. A reminder of his nickname.

"I love you Spot."

Miracle turned and joined Jack, Racetrack, and Raven as they headed to the hospital to see Blink and Jake.

A single silver tear slid silently down her cheek as she glanced back at it for a final time, throwing the petals of his favorite flower, a crimson rose, into the air.

In a New York Minute,
Everything can change,
In a New York Minute,
You can get out of the rain,
In a New York Minute,
Everything can change,
In a New York Minute.