DISCLAIMER:
Don't own the Newsies. *sniffle* you guys can buy em for me for Christmas
if ya wanna make me a very happy Sagey.....Angelstar isnt either, but I do
luv her lots!
Chapter 5
The kid, newly named Scrapper, went as bright crimson as Jack's bandana. Jack smiled, this kid had heart, if nothing else. He and Spot both appreciated heart. It wasn't often that Spot took a liking to someone right off the bat, but Jack could see that Chris had made an impression. He wasn't trying to terrify him.
Aiden "Spot" Conlon, and Jack had been friends for years. They had a lot of interaction as leaders of their respective bands of Newsies, and Jack could not have led the strike with such success, had it not been for Spot and his 50 Brooklyn Newsies showing up to help them when the Cribs jumped in to cause problems for the strikers.
The only time they had really had problems was when Spot kicked Angelstar out when she told him she was pregnant with Haley. When Jack found her on the street, with the baby, huddled in a doorway trying to stay warm, he took Angelstar in, became Haley's Godfather, and paid Spot a visit. Small as he was, Spot was known for being tough, hell, even mean. But Jack also had a tough guy reputation. Jack beat the stuffing out of Spot. Not that Spot didn't get in some good licks, he did, but Jack had justice on his side, at least that was the way he looked at it. After effectively beating the tar out of each other, Spot seemed to see the error of his ways and took Angelstar and Haley back in. Since then Haley had been the apple of Spot's eye, he really did treat her like the Princess of Brooklyn.
Angelstar, was another story. She and Spot were a volatile couple. They loved and fought with equal passion. So when things were good they were perfect and when things were bad, they were damned near deadly. Jack said a tiny silent prayer of thanks, that today it seemed to be going well. He hated to see them fight and in truth, it scared him.
Holding that baby was the closest to heaven that he had found. She was his angel and had him wrapped around her tiny finger. Any kind of toughness in him, real or portrayed, was eradicated when she smiled at him.
Chloe watched Jack with unveiled interest. He was a natural with children, and for a moment she caught herself wondering what he would be like with their own children someday. Ah, dinnae be daft Chloe lass, she chided, he thinks yer a lad. Don't complicate this! She turned her eyes from him before he could see her interest. She thought her musings had gone unnoticed, but they hadn't.
.
Spot's intense blue eyes met hers, locked, only for moment, sharing a curious look, the Brooklynite immediately understanding her thoughts, his eyes burning into her own briefly before focusing their cold attention elsewhere.
Jack began to cough, deep and resonating, then went pale. He'd done too much and needed rest. "Here!" He said quickly. Chloe accepted the baby from him as he shoved her in her general direction. Once free of the little girl, Jack walked, hunched over and bracing his ribs with his arm, a little ways into the trees. He coughed and hacked until he threw up.
She wanted to go to him, to help him, but, what could she really do? Besides, she was one of the guys and that would just embarrass him. So, she sat where she was and played with the baby. Haley took to her right away, not as fully as with Jack, but he was her Godfather after all.
"Aww, Haley likes you Scrappah." Angelstar smiled. "She's a great judge of people."
"Aye? She's a bonny wee lass." Chloe smiled and talked to the baby in the soft sing song words of a Gaelic lullaby her mother used to sing. Ailie Bain o' the glen,
Bonnie lassie, winsome lassie;
Ailie Bain o' the glen,
Wha' could help but lo'e her?
The tiny girl beamed up at her. She definitely had the look of her father, but even though her eyes were the same striking blue, her's were still innocent.
Jack returned, rather green around the gills, Spot noticed. He didn't envy him at all. At least they managed to do more damage than they received. Scrapper looked a little worse for wear but all minor cuts and bruises, he was gonna have one helluva shiner. But Jack was stubborn and if he wasn't careful the broken ribs could turn on him. The kid'll watch out for him. Spot thought, and wondered about the look he'd seen earlier. Scrapper had looked like a love sick school girl. He had, of course, heard of boys liking other fellas, but...
"Ah think we should go now. Jack needs 'is bed." Scrappers thick accent entered his head and he lost his thought. "Else the fever will hae him before mornin."
Spot helped Scrapper half carry, half drag, Jack to the trolley stop at the edge of the park. She knew he was getting worse, the coughing fits were more common and he would turn ghost white with each turn. So, she pulled out a few coins and paid for their ride to the Manhattan Lodging House.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ END Chapter 5! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
SOs:
Stretchy: me twinny! Thanks for savin my behind with your brilliant words and gettin me un-stuck. What would my poor ickle brain do wiv out your help? Have writers block - A LOT that's what! No! No Jacky-boy/Scrappah slash....lol she has the wrong bits! ;-)
Ersheykins: Goily you are a life saver! You rock as always! Keep writin! Hope ya feel bettah! Make Mushy wait on you!
Hopeykins: my pahtnah in crime! Hee hee and me sistah! That time with my puter down so sucked! Thanks for holdin down the fort. And thanks for the creative input! Foist kisses are gonna be fun! *grin* And I MIGHT forgive you if you get your reah in geah and start reviewing more...lol
Angelstar: You RP goddess! Once again your awesome talents spark more and more ideas! Not to mention it is more fun to be Sage than me...lol
Gin: You are so gifted with your writing! Hurry write more! LOL can't wait for more of Secrets Made! Yeah finally a NN but we shall see if that will stick.
JulieAngelFace: Will Jack ever find out?? Hmm you'll just have to keep readin to see!
Rye: Heya handsome! Shhhhh dinnae tell Jack...you know how he gets. ;-) I can't wait to work on our EQ ff! It will be loads of fun! Especially the research! *wink*
Zippy: you would be amazed at the stuff they know in Chicago. *wink nod* we may just have to go find out how much. Hee Hee!
Snoozah: I love all the reviews but especially on ff.net. Much easier to include ya in the shout outs that way! (Hint hint
Tree: Thanks hon!
Runaway: YAY! I am so glad you got your ff.net account going! Can't wait to read your stuff too! I get the feelin that Blockhead isn't the last thing Chloe is gonna call him! LOL
Mayo: I'm glad you like the accents. I should be good at the Scottish one...I hear it enough, would be in trouble if I didnt get it right ;-)
I know I am missing loads and I am sorry! You can hurt me if you wanna (just watch the hands or get me some voice command software...lol) or just tell me and I will include you next time! :-)
A/N ok, we're gettin to the parts where everyone gets introduced and stuff. So hang in there.
Thanks for reading! Leave me some feedback so I know whatcha like and whatcha don't.
~Sagey~
Chapter 5
The kid, newly named Scrapper, went as bright crimson as Jack's bandana. Jack smiled, this kid had heart, if nothing else. He and Spot both appreciated heart. It wasn't often that Spot took a liking to someone right off the bat, but Jack could see that Chris had made an impression. He wasn't trying to terrify him.
Aiden "Spot" Conlon, and Jack had been friends for years. They had a lot of interaction as leaders of their respective bands of Newsies, and Jack could not have led the strike with such success, had it not been for Spot and his 50 Brooklyn Newsies showing up to help them when the Cribs jumped in to cause problems for the strikers.
The only time they had really had problems was when Spot kicked Angelstar out when she told him she was pregnant with Haley. When Jack found her on the street, with the baby, huddled in a doorway trying to stay warm, he took Angelstar in, became Haley's Godfather, and paid Spot a visit. Small as he was, Spot was known for being tough, hell, even mean. But Jack also had a tough guy reputation. Jack beat the stuffing out of Spot. Not that Spot didn't get in some good licks, he did, but Jack had justice on his side, at least that was the way he looked at it. After effectively beating the tar out of each other, Spot seemed to see the error of his ways and took Angelstar and Haley back in. Since then Haley had been the apple of Spot's eye, he really did treat her like the Princess of Brooklyn.
Angelstar, was another story. She and Spot were a volatile couple. They loved and fought with equal passion. So when things were good they were perfect and when things were bad, they were damned near deadly. Jack said a tiny silent prayer of thanks, that today it seemed to be going well. He hated to see them fight and in truth, it scared him.
Holding that baby was the closest to heaven that he had found. She was his angel and had him wrapped around her tiny finger. Any kind of toughness in him, real or portrayed, was eradicated when she smiled at him.
Chloe watched Jack with unveiled interest. He was a natural with children, and for a moment she caught herself wondering what he would be like with their own children someday. Ah, dinnae be daft Chloe lass, she chided, he thinks yer a lad. Don't complicate this! She turned her eyes from him before he could see her interest. She thought her musings had gone unnoticed, but they hadn't.
.
Spot's intense blue eyes met hers, locked, only for moment, sharing a curious look, the Brooklynite immediately understanding her thoughts, his eyes burning into her own briefly before focusing their cold attention elsewhere.
Jack began to cough, deep and resonating, then went pale. He'd done too much and needed rest. "Here!" He said quickly. Chloe accepted the baby from him as he shoved her in her general direction. Once free of the little girl, Jack walked, hunched over and bracing his ribs with his arm, a little ways into the trees. He coughed and hacked until he threw up.
She wanted to go to him, to help him, but, what could she really do? Besides, she was one of the guys and that would just embarrass him. So, she sat where she was and played with the baby. Haley took to her right away, not as fully as with Jack, but he was her Godfather after all.
"Aww, Haley likes you Scrappah." Angelstar smiled. "She's a great judge of people."
"Aye? She's a bonny wee lass." Chloe smiled and talked to the baby in the soft sing song words of a Gaelic lullaby her mother used to sing. Ailie Bain o' the glen,
Bonnie lassie, winsome lassie;
Ailie Bain o' the glen,
Wha' could help but lo'e her?
The tiny girl beamed up at her. She definitely had the look of her father, but even though her eyes were the same striking blue, her's were still innocent.
Jack returned, rather green around the gills, Spot noticed. He didn't envy him at all. At least they managed to do more damage than they received. Scrapper looked a little worse for wear but all minor cuts and bruises, he was gonna have one helluva shiner. But Jack was stubborn and if he wasn't careful the broken ribs could turn on him. The kid'll watch out for him. Spot thought, and wondered about the look he'd seen earlier. Scrapper had looked like a love sick school girl. He had, of course, heard of boys liking other fellas, but...
"Ah think we should go now. Jack needs 'is bed." Scrappers thick accent entered his head and he lost his thought. "Else the fever will hae him before mornin."
Spot helped Scrapper half carry, half drag, Jack to the trolley stop at the edge of the park. She knew he was getting worse, the coughing fits were more common and he would turn ghost white with each turn. So, she pulled out a few coins and paid for their ride to the Manhattan Lodging House.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ END Chapter 5! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
SOs:
Stretchy: me twinny! Thanks for savin my behind with your brilliant words and gettin me un-stuck. What would my poor ickle brain do wiv out your help? Have writers block - A LOT that's what! No! No Jacky-boy/Scrappah slash....lol she has the wrong bits! ;-)
Ersheykins: Goily you are a life saver! You rock as always! Keep writin! Hope ya feel bettah! Make Mushy wait on you!
Hopeykins: my pahtnah in crime! Hee hee and me sistah! That time with my puter down so sucked! Thanks for holdin down the fort. And thanks for the creative input! Foist kisses are gonna be fun! *grin* And I MIGHT forgive you if you get your reah in geah and start reviewing more...lol
Angelstar: You RP goddess! Once again your awesome talents spark more and more ideas! Not to mention it is more fun to be Sage than me...lol
Gin: You are so gifted with your writing! Hurry write more! LOL can't wait for more of Secrets Made! Yeah finally a NN but we shall see if that will stick.
JulieAngelFace: Will Jack ever find out?? Hmm you'll just have to keep readin to see!
Rye: Heya handsome! Shhhhh dinnae tell Jack...you know how he gets. ;-) I can't wait to work on our EQ ff! It will be loads of fun! Especially the research! *wink*
Zippy: you would be amazed at the stuff they know in Chicago. *wink nod* we may just have to go find out how much. Hee Hee!
Snoozah: I love all the reviews but especially on ff.net. Much easier to include ya in the shout outs that way! (Hint hint
Tree: Thanks hon!
Runaway: YAY! I am so glad you got your ff.net account going! Can't wait to read your stuff too! I get the feelin that Blockhead isn't the last thing Chloe is gonna call him! LOL
Mayo: I'm glad you like the accents. I should be good at the Scottish one...I hear it enough, would be in trouble if I didnt get it right ;-)
I know I am missing loads and I am sorry! You can hurt me if you wanna (just watch the hands or get me some voice command software...lol) or just tell me and I will include you next time! :-)
A/N ok, we're gettin to the parts where everyone gets introduced and stuff. So hang in there.
Thanks for reading! Leave me some feedback so I know whatcha like and whatcha don't.
~Sagey~