I was in too much pain to move, but I heard something and Oscar grabbed his face. He was standing in front of me so I could see him. He had a bloody nose, something hit him in the face. Jack and Blink jumped Crane and Knives and Oscar were jumped by Race and other newsies I didn't recognize. From behind someone helped me up.

"Ye ok?" He asked.

I turned around and saw Spot's grinning face. Trying not to black out I replied.

"Yea I'll be fine."

"Yea well ye don't look fine."

Kevin ran into me hugging me, but I was in pain and fell backwards. "Sorry!" he said standing up.

"..It's ok. Yer fergiven." I said still sitting where I had fallen. Spot helped me up again. "Whudd er ye doin back hea?" I blurted.

"Me and Jack had some bizness bout Christina an he wanned te see if ye two got back alright. I didn't know ye would've been brave enough te stand up te em." he smiled.

"Ye mean you guys saw de whole thing?"

"Yea we did. We weren't goin te interfere but it looked like ye needed some help." he patted me head. "An anudda thing. Ye shouldn't be walkin round at nite by yerselves."

"Yea I hoid dat befoa."

"Well den. C'mon lets get back te Medda's." Spot started examining my face. "Mebe she can do something befoa dis doity thing gets all bloody." he joked.

We reached Medda's not long after we started. "Oh my! What happened to you?" Medda asked me opening the door. I could hear behind her Scott running down the stairs.

"Ang whudd happened?" Spot asked when he looked at me. Then he saw Spot, "Did ye have anything te do wit dis?"

"Actually I kinda did." Spot replied.

"Oh really."

"Yea ye got a problem wit it?"

"It was Oscar." I said quickly to Scott.

"Ye know leavin her like dat at te sell her papes ain't healthy." Race chimed in.

"Lets get you cleaned up." Medda lead the way. Me, Spot and Race followed after her, Scott, and Kevin. My face didn't look bad after I washed off the blood from the bloody nose and lip I got from Knives and Oscar, which was pretty bloody. From the punch I received from Oscar I would have a bruise for a few weeks. Better off yet, I was in much better shape than Oscar, Spot broke his nose and he got beat up worse than me.

Spot and Race didn't leave long after they had brought me and Kevin back. When the left I decided to go to bed. Kevin was already in asleep, but Scott was sitting on his bed. He seemed to be waiting for me. It looked like he had been thinking for a while.

"Ang, I'm sorry I left ye. You were right. I was just runnin an couldn't stand you bein right. It's mah fault all dis happened."

"It's ok. I gotta confess too. I only said dose things cuz I was mad at ye."

"Mad? Why?"

"Cuz of de way ye act towards Spot."

"Oh dat again!"

"Yea, ye act childish te anyone I start te like."

"Well dats only cuz-"

"I know! Yer looking out fer me. Its ok. I know. I know eva since whudd happened wit Trevor.."

"It's just, I can't trust anyone no mora. Not witchu."

"Gnite."

"...Gnite."