We finally reached Medda's. As we were opening the door, Kevin, my little brother, ran out to meet us. "Where've ye been?" Kevin asked eagerly. "Did ye find a job yet." he impatiently hugged me. "Whoa whudd 'happened te you?" he cried when he saw Scott.

"It's a long story." I said pushing Kevin back inside.

"Well den who are dey?" Kevin asked curiously.

Spot and Race brought Scott inside behind me and Kevin. "Dis is Spot, Race and Blink." I said pointing to the three of them.

"Dose er funny names." Kevin laughed "Mah names Kevin."

Just then Medda walked in. "Well it took you guys long enough. I thought I'd have to send out a search party for you two." She said walking up to us. "Oh my, what happened Scott?" she asked once she saw Scott.

"It was de Delancey brodda's." Spot answered for Scott "Dey got im pretty bad. Will ye help clean im up?" Spot asked trying to sit him down.

"Of course, Angel, go get some hot water, Kevin can you go get towels?" Medda asked turning to the both of us.

After we cleaned Scott up he went upstairs with Kevin. I stayed downstairs to talk to Medda, Race, Blink and Spot. "I still can't believe that he did that!" I said loudly "I told im he wouldn't be able te take em on!"

"But de good thing is dat he did it so dey wouldn't hoit you." Spot said looking at me from across the table. "He was probably tryin te make surre dat youse wasn't gonna get hoit."

"But he didn't have te leave me derre an go git beat up!" I protested. "He doesn't have te do everything fer me! I can manage things by myself."

"Mebe you should tell im radda den telling us. He'll listen to ye, yer his sista." Blink suggested.

"He's right Angel. You should tell him about this. Next time it might get more serious." Medda said holding my hand "Don't worry he should understand."

"I hope yer right." I sighed.

A few minutes later Race, Blink, and Spot were heading back to the Lodging House. Spot said he was going to have to spend the night there because it was a bit late to go back to Brooklyn.

"C'mon get outta bed! Let's go!" Kevin shouted shaking me awake. "Ye promised we could go out taday!"

I looked over an realized Scott was still asleep. "Be quiet." I said quickly. "It'll just be de two of us taday."

"But whudd bout Scott? Ain't he comin?"

"He needs his rest. But we're still goin out like I promised."

"Alright, but ain't he gonna be mad if we just leave im an not tell im?"

"If he gets mad den he gets mad. But I'll take de blame just in case he yells. I don't think he will. So where dye wanna go?" I asked as we walked outside.

"I wanna go see where you two went. Since you two left me hea."

"Are ye surre ye wanna go to de Lodging House? We could go somewhere else."

"Please just te where ye were so long."

"Ok if yer surre."

We crossed the street and headed towards the Lodging House. We walked quietly till we reached the Lodging House. I noticed Jack standing outside talking to Race.

"I'm goin te de tracks taday, ye wanna come Cowboy?"

"Nah I'm goin te Tibby's wit Sarah afta I sell mah papes."

Just as we walked up the street they noticed us. "So I hoid whudd happened te yer brodda last night. Is he gonna be ok?" Jack asked walking up to us. "so who's dis?"

"I'm Kevin." Kevin answered shyly.

"So dis is Kevin? Ye looking fer a job too?"

"No Scott said I ain't old enough fer one." He said standing behind me. "Do you have a job?"

"Yea I gotta job, kinda. Well Kevin ye look old enough te me. So whudd ye say, wanna sell papes wit me taday? We'll split de money if ye sell enough, unless yer planning on doin something else?"

Kevin smiled up at me. "Can I Ang? Promise I'll behave! Promise!"

"Are ye surre? I ain't goin wit ye, will ye be ok?"

"Yea can I? If I sell any I get paid!"

"Surre, betta make surre nuttin happens te im. If he goes witcha ye promise te take care of im?" I asked while Kevin ran off somewhere.

"Promise, don't worry he's safe wit me." Jack winked "Besides it'll take de kid offa yer hands fer a bit. So how's Scott?"

"He'll be fine with a bit of rest."

"Ey Cowboy are we goin?" Race asked walking back with Kevin.

"Yea we gots company taday Race, dis is Kevin. Kevin dats Race, if ye wanna lein how te play poker ask im an he'll teach ye." Jack joked.

"Ye betta not teach im Racetrack! Scott ain't gonna like it." I said giving Jack a hard look.

I felt someone's hand on my shoulder. "Dye always gotta do whudd yer brodda tells yer?" it was Spot.

"Not really. He kinda acts like an dad since we ain't got one." I replied.

"Doesn't it botha ye if he acts like a fadda ta ye?"

"Mebe why?" I asked now interested.

"No reason." he said looking away.