Disclaimer-I'm really bored so I'm writing a newsie fan fic. Does that mean I own Newsies? No it doesn't. Disney owns Newsies. Not Docks McGowen. Thank you.

A/N-I know I haven't updated in FOREVER. I'm really sorry. I've been at work and writing three real books all at once. You can check out two of them at the link at the bottom of the page.

Docks sat beside Spot's bed three days later. He was still in a coma...unmoving. She hadn't left his side since then and Spitfire sat silently outside the door. She reviled seeing him the way he was...so fragile seeming. It wasn't her brother wasting away in that room.

Reilly stood up and glanced at Alex again. "Are ya evah gonna wake up, Spot?" Her whisper was filled with pleading...begging him to be all right. She turned to walk away but noticed a slight movement. Turning backward, her world detonated. He was waking up. "Spot?!" Her voice was breathless as she knelt beside the bed. His cerulean eyes wavered open.

"Docks?" The whispers on his split lips were hoarse. "Dat you?"

She jumped and screamed. "FIRE!" Kendra Conlon tumbled into the room with a wide-eyed 'I was sleeping,' look on her face.

"What? What da hell is it?" She cried.

"HE'S AWAKE! HE'S UP!" Docks's voice was shaking as if she didn't quite believe what she was seeing.

His sister was immediately on her knees beside the bed. "Alexander? I bettah not be dreamin' again! Say somethin'!"

Spot's eyes had a confused look in them for a moment, as if he didn't understand what was happening. "Umm...hi?"

Spitfire jumped up and did cartwheels around the room. Docks resumed her post beside his bed. "Spot, what happened?"

His blue eyes turned their attention to the ceiling. "I...don't know. I was sick an' den...dat guy came up behind me. He had something ovah my head..."

Docks stood quickly and walked into the hallway. Brutal stood with River, talking about headlines or something close to that. "Brutal...River...we have a problem."

River frowned. "What is it?"

She grabbed his hand and whispered. "It wasn't da Delanceys or Bronx dat attacked him. Dis was deliberate. Planned out and staked to an exact timing. Someone out dere has a problem wit us."

"Or him..." River walked into Spot's room, leaving Docks with Brutal. A few moments later, after some shouting of course, Spitfire was tossed into the hallway. She crossed her arms heatedly. "Thinks he can toss me around...I'll show you River McGowen!"

River's voice came muffled through the closed door, "Shut up Kendra!"

"How do you figure dis was planned out?" Brutal asked quietly.

Docks sat down and grabbed the sides of her skirt in anxiety. "Someone put somethin' ovah his head. Dey didn't want him ta see who it was. Anuddah thing, dey beat him up pretty bad around da face...usually dey do dat because dey know ya an' subconsciously dey don't wanna hurt ya so dey beat ya face in so dey can't really tell who ya are."

Brutal took a deep breath. "Sounds psychotic. Dat can't be normal though, who would know Spot and have the guts enough ta beat him down?"

Spitfire turned around to face him quickly. "Dey didn't. Dat's why he was sick! Someone got him sick on purpose...I nevah seen Alex sick until den..."
Docks smiled. "My thinkin' exactly...where were we da day before he disappeared?"

"I dunno...he wasn't in Tibby's...he an River were fightin' da Delanceys...River would know if dey went somewhere aftah dat."

Docks stood up. "I gotta get Luke. He'll know what dis is about."

Before she even approached the steps, River came out of the room. "Docks, we're goin ta Brooklyn. We gotta get da boys in on dis."

"Our boys...or all da boys?"

River gave her a sly smile. "Our boys."

Docks and River burst into the Lodging house at full speed and knocked over Shots. "He woke up, Shots," Docks yelled over her shoulder as she ran toward Dollar and Luke's office.

Dollar was sitting with Kat, who held Storm on a hip and turned around almost quickly enough to drop the baby. "Docks? What's goin on?"

River came forward. "We got a real big problem Dollar."

Patrick McGowen stood up and grabbed River by the shoulder, leading him to a corner. "What da hell does dat mean?"

"Spot woke up."

"Yeah what's wrong? He mentally not dere anymore? Well, dat's easy, ya leader now River. Have fun." Dollar turned back to the desk.

"Spot's fine, Pat."

Dollar turned slowly. "What? Den what is it?"

River launched into details. "Aftah da fight wit da Delanceys...me, Piper, an Spot went to a bar. Piper an' Spot drank a 'lil an' den went home. Spot woke up da next morning throwin' up. So did Piper."

Frowning, Dollar gave his younger brother a skeptical look. "So...ya sayin' dey was poisoned?"

River smiled. "It gets bettah...Spot disappeared dat day. Piper didn't."

Dollar rolled his eyes. "Coincidence. A lot a' people want Spot outta da way. Dey seen a good chance."

Docks stomped her foot and grabbed her older brother by the ear. "You listen ta me, Patrick Turner McGowen! Someone put somethin' ovah his head so he couldn't see who it was! Tell me dat's normal Mr. Smart-Ass!"

Dollar winced and jerked away from the girl. "Awright! I'm listenin'! So someone really wants him dead?! He's alive...who cares?"

Docks put her hands in the air and flopped onto the ground. "I hate my life."

River laughed. "Listen Pat, dey beat up around his face da most."

That threw Patrick McGowen off guard. He knew exactly what River had just suggested. "Dey knew him...why would dey...River, who is it?"

"I dunno...yet. I will soon. I can't believe dis is happenin. I feel like a damn bull!"

Kat sidled over to Dollar. "What about his family?"

Docks sat up (she hadn't left her position on the floor) and looked at Kat. "He only has Spitfire."

River shook his head. "No. Where did Spot come from, Reilly?"

Docks's green eyes grew wide. "Oh my God! I don't know! He nevah told no one."

Spitfire, who had followed them but walked instead of running happened to look over her shoulder about twenty yards in front on the lodging house. A man in a black overcoat and top hat looked back at her. "Oh shit! SHOTS!" She screamed as the man came toward her, brass knuckles on a white gloved hand.

Shots, and the whole lodging house, heard the scream and poured out the doors. River jumped through the open ground level window in Dollar's office to see Spitfire take a hit that had to have knocked her out. The man scooped her up only to receive a rain of shooters hit him from all sides. He dropped the girl and ran.

Shots reached her first and lifted her head up. "Fire? Ya awright?
She groaned. "Get him! Get dat bastard an' bring him back heah!" Her voice had choked emotions stirring in it that was almost masked by the blood pouring from her nose and mouth.

River looked up. Brooklyn's boys would go after him. He could tell that at least 15 were gone already. "Fire...who was dat man?" Docks asked.

"H-he killed my parents...someone go ta Queens an' tell Alex..."

Shots picked her up and carried her to the lodging house. She was losing consciousness and fast. "River, Docks...go tell him. Please?" Shots asked quietly.

River shook his head. "Da boys'll bring da bastard back heah...den we can have Alex and Kendra choose what gets done to him."

Docks stood in the corner, shaking. "River...I know dat guy."

He looked at her. "How?"

"H-he's da bar keep at the bar two blocks down. Why didn't Spot recognize him when he saw him?"

Spitfire's fading voice was quiet. "He don't know...he don't...know..."

Shots had gone to collect Luke and now returned with the oldest boy. "What happened?"

"Attacked. Like Alex."

Docks stood up and gave River a challenging look as if to say, 'Just try an' stop me,' before she ran out the door. He started after her but lost her in the crowd of returning boys, carrying a struggling man in white gloves.

Docks had slipped through the crowd and was now on her way to Queens. It made her sick to think about Spot lying there, unknowing about who had attacked him. Unknowing that Spitfire was now being nursed back to health by her brothers. "I'll kill him. I'll da bastard for what he's done ta ya, Alex. I promise," She whispered the oath before walking into Queens lodging house.

Brutal started to say something but stopped at the look on the McGowen girl's face. It was simple: Pissed off.

She stomped up the steps and into Spot's room. "Alex? We caught him."

Spot looked blankly at her for a moment before he realized what she meant. "Who is he?"

"Ya nevah told me ya parents were murdered!"

His breath caught in his throat. "Dat ain't somethin' I like talkin' bout."

"I don't care right now! Da guy who did it, apparently wants ya whole family dead! He went aftah Fire taday."

Spot tried to sit up but a numbing wave of nausea sent him flopping back onto the bed in hacking coughs. Docks took his hand. "I'm sorry, Spot. She's fine. Probably broke her nose and put her teeth through her lip but she's alive."

He took a deep breath. "I nevah seen him before but Kendra said she saw him as he left da house. She had heard my older sister's baby cryin' and got up ta check it out. He killed da baby an' ran out da door. Kendra woke me up an' da only thing I could think of doin' was getting out a da house."

"He killed da baby?!"

"Yeah. Me sistah died in childbirth an' da faddah was a drunk so my mom kept Colin."

"I'm so sorry..."

He took a deep breath. "Dat son of a bitch deserves ta die."

Docks nodded and pressed her lips against his. He tried to smile but another wave of pain kept him from it. "I won't let him get away wit dis. Da boys brought him inta da Lodgin' house on River's orders. You an' Kendra get ta chose what we do wit him."

He nodded and closed his eyes. Docks dug in her pocket for a pain killer she had stolen from a doctor's office. "Take dis. You'll go ta sleep an' da pain'll stop." He opened his mouth and she put in on his tongue. He swallowed.

In moments, he was in a dreamless, painless sleep. Docks put her head down on the pillow next to him and closed her eyes. She followed him into sleep after about five minutes.

A/N-It was going to happen in a totally different fashion...like the guy wasn't even supposed to be there but this sounded so much more...exciting! Anyways...here's the link to my other stories...the ones that I actually own...unlike