AN: I originally had more to this chapter but it just went on to long so I ended it. I'll write a little more to the part I had at the end and post it as a third chapter. It won't be this weekend; I shall be out of town.

Disclaimer: not mine

"HIGH RANKING POLITICIAN SUSPECTED OF MONEY LAUDERIN!" Spot cried out. Well that got 'em. He thought as he sold six papes. He hadn't heard Sly call out any headlines in a while. He looked around for her; Sly hardly ever sold too far away from the square that Spot was occupying at the moment. There was heavy foot traffic so it wasn't too hard to sell a good number of papes.

When he spotted her, she was propped up against a tree with her hat pulled down only showing signs of life to hand a pape to someone and accept their money. Spot just shook his head. He could see tat patches of her clothes were still wet from the night before. Spot made his way over to her hawking headlines as he went.

"Sly" he said as he poked her shoulder. "Any body home?" he asked with a slight smile.

Sly's head moved a little bit. "It's a penny a pape miss." She mumbled.

"What? Wake up will ya." He said lifting her hat a bit.

Sly swatted his hand away. "Leemelone" she managed as she pulled her hat back into place over her eyes.

"Ya aint sellin' anything that way" he smirked.

Sly pointed to the small pile of newspapers beside her. "I'se doin' fine., now go away."

"Suit yourself, just don't fall over 'cos I aint runnin' over here to catch ya."

"I can take care of meself." She said grumpily.

"Not asleep ya can't" Spot pointed out. "Even I can't do that." Sly didn't appreciate the joke and glared at him from under her hat. Spot started to go back to his selling spot but came back. "Hey Sly, do me a favor?" he asked sweetly. Sly pushed her hat up slightly and looked at him with one half opened eye. "Sleep somewhere else next time when there's a rain storm. Don't walk all the way back." he said seriously. "We was worried."

"You don't worry Conlon." She said as she pushed her hat back.

"Sure I do, I just don't always show it is all."

"Whatever Spot. Can I go back to sleep now?" she asked groggily.

Spot was getting a little annoyed. "What's a matter with you?"

Sly stood up straight for the first time in their conversation. "What's a matter with me? I'se just standing here and you come over and start buggin' me. What's a matter with you?! You know I can take care of meslef."

Spot had had enough of her attitude for one day. "Ya aint all powerful Sly, you coulda gotten sick, or lost, or hurt or a hundred other things!" he said loudly.

Sly roller her eyes. "Nothin' happened Spot, so just relax."

"Well, no one ever accused ya a being' smart." Spot started to walk away angrily.

"What was that?" Sly asked in shock.

"Ya heard me." He called crossing the square. He didn't feel like getting into this with Sly right now.

"Get back here Spot!" she cried.

"Don't tell me what to do Sly. I give the orders, remember."

"Spot Conlon!" she shouted. But he didn't answer. He was on the other side of the square selling his papes.

She didn't see Spot for most of the day after that. As she sold here papers and thought back on the conversation, she just got angrier. On her way to lunch she ran into Charm and her brother Spades. They were selling together today because Spades didn't feel too well. Charm suggested that they all go grab a bite to eat in Manhattan that night and see some of their friends. Sly declined and Spades was going to the Lodging House to sleep when he was done.

When Sly told Charm about her run in with Spot that afternoon Charm said she already heard it form Spot.

"He ran make me so mad sometimes." Sly told Charm.

Charm nodded. "He does tend to have that affect on people. But can you really blame him?"

Sly stared at her blankly. "Not you too!"

"Yeah, me too. He was really worried last night."

Spades cleared his throat. "In all fairness to Sly, Charm: if she had stayed somewheres else instead of coming home we all woulda worried more then we did when she just came home late. Think about, if it was the mornin' and no one had seen her, we would all be out of our minds and upset when she didn't come home." He explained. Spades walked a few feet away and sold a pape to a group of school girls that had been eying him and the girls.

"When the hell did your brother get brains?" Sly asked with a smirk. Spades threw a penny at them. Sly picked it up and put it in her pocket. "I'se keeping this."

Spades just glared.

AN2: Just want to say thanks for all the reviews. It helps to know what you guys like or dislike so thank you very much. 