I was able to get a little sleep before Spot woke me up. He had woken me up earlier than usual.

"C'mon Angel. Get up." Spot whispered.

"Whudd is it?" I asked sleepily.

"We gotta leave. Hurry up 'n get ready!"

"Gimme five more minutes." I said almost falling back asleep.

"Spot get her up Quick!" Someone yelled waking me back up.

"Angel get up now! "Spot yelled ragging me out of bed. "We've gotta leave quickly. Trevor knows where ye are."

"Whudd!" I yelled trying to stand on my own. "How?" I asked scrambling out of bed

"He followed us hea. Jack saw im outside. C'mon get ready fast. I'll wait outside alright?" He said stepping outside the door.

I get ready as fast as I could. Spot was sitting on a bunk talking to Jack.

"Dat should give ye plenty of time ok?" Jack said to Spot.

"Alright." Spot said spit shaking with Jack.

"Hey looks like yer ready." Scott said from behind me.

"Whudd bout you an Kevin? Ain't ye comin with?"

"Can't. we gotta stay hea an make surre everythin goes alright." he smiled.

"Den I ain't goin." I said firmly.

"Ye gotta go. Don't be an idiot. If yer in Brooklyn wid Spot it'll probably be safer derre fer ye."

"I don't wanna leave.

"Alright, let's make a deal. If ye go, ye could have Spot send someone if ye wanna see us ok? Whenever ye want."

"Promise you'll come right away?" I asked stubbornly.

"Promise. Now go." Scott pointed to Spot. "He knows."

"C'mon Angel lets go. Jack an de oddas er gonna distract Trevor an his gang fer us." Spot informed me pulling me to the roof. Before I could ask Scott what he was talking about.

"Why er we up hea though?"

"We're goin down de emoigency ladda."

We climbed down the ladder and waited a moment. I think Spot was waiting for the signal Crutchy gave to say it was ok. We left down some alleys for a long time until we came out in the open.

"All clea. We're almost te de bridge."

"We still gots dat far te go?!" I asked angered.

"Sorry we had te take de long way trough de alleys."

"I guess its ok." I sighed. By the time we crossed the bridge the sun was out. "Think of all de sleep I lost." I wined tiredly to Spot.

"You'll be fine by noon." he assured me.

We got to the docks soon after we crossed the bridge. Like last time the Brooklyn newsies were playing on the docks.

"Long time no see Angel." Frit smiled at me. "We hoid bout whudd happened."

"Does everyone know bout it?" I asked irritated.

"Just all a de newsies in Brooklyn an Manhattan." Frit laughed.

"If yer tryin te be funny, ye ain't." I snapped at him.

"Not mah fault. Ye should tell yer big brodda te keep his mouth shut if ye don't want no one te know."

"When'd he tell ye?"

"I was in Manhattan a few days ago. I met yer broddas when I went te see Jack."

"I see. Anythin else anyone knows somethin bout me dat Scott told em?" I asked starring at Spot.

"Not dat I know of." Spot said fidgeting.

"Yer lyin, whudd else did he say te ye?" I asked impatiently.

"I ain't lyin. He didn't say nuttin."

"He betta not have."

"Hey looks like Frits fergiven Angel!" two familiar faces said aloud.

"Tricks! Snipe-shooter! How've ye been?" I asked eagerly.

"Betta den you." Tricks answered.

"Careful Whudd ye say. Scott said she's fragile bout certain things." Spot warned.

"Ha! He did tell ye something!" I said catching Spot.

I talked with the guys then we went to the Lodging House. We stayed a while talking about Trevor, well I talked about Trevor. When I was done we went to the restaurant. I sat with Spot, Frit, and someone I hadn't met yet.

"Dis is Blaze." Spot introduced. "Blaze, dis is Angel, ye know de goil we told ye bout?"

"Yea I rememba. Just so ye know, I'm still against actin like as one of her babysittas." Blaze growled.

"I neva asked ye te babysit me!" I growled back.

"Whoa hold up Angel. Someone like Blaze is very useful when it comes te protectin ye." Frit argued.

"Yer still gonna help right Blaze?" Spot asked calmly.

"Of course, Spot ye know I'll neva toin ye down. But if I get anymore lip from her I might decide te not help." Blaze snapped at me and started to walk away.

"I'll-" Spot cut me off.

"Angel, he's someone ye don't wanna make mad."

"Yea Spot too," Frit announced.

When we got back to the Lodging House we talked for a while to decide what we were going to do. It was decided that Spot and one other person was to be with me at all times just to be on guard. Also I was going to sleep in Spot's room again because he still didn't trust me with the guys. He was to sleep in the room in case someone followed us and would try to break in like they did in Manhattan. Even though I tried to talk Spot out of it he, nor anyone else, would listen to me.

"I guess dat means I ain't got no breathin time te meself." I said to the group.

"C'mon afta a while we ain't gotta do dis. Besides I thought ye liked me." Spot nagged.

"I give up! Nuttin I do makes sense anymore. Why botha tryin te argue? Yer always gonna win." I laughed.

"Well somethin I said got ye te laugh." Spot declared.

"Ye think?" I smiled.

"Now dats whudd I like te see. Ye look betta smiling den ye do sulkin an sad."

When we were done talking I decide to go to bed since I was really tired. While I was getting ready to sleep I could hear Spot arguing with someone outside the door. I couldn't recognize the other voice so I decided to listen.

"C'mon Spot, yer de leada n all, but I don't like yer decision. Some a de oddas don't eida. Why bring a goil hea just cuz she's got some problems wid an ex? She's cute n all, but can't she deal wid it on her own instead of havin us do it?" the unfamiliar voice argued.

"Look I helped ye when ye needed help. I ain't letting her get hoit. If ye don't wanna help den fine Sketch, but I didn't toin me back on ye when ye needed me help. Besides is a lot different den how it sounds." Spot told him.

When they were done arguing Spot came in the room. I sat on the bed while he grabbed a pillow, blanket and sat on the floor.

"Spot ye ain't gotta do dat." I said looking down at him.

"Whudd ye mean?" he starred at me.

"Don't sleep on de floor, dis is yer bed. I should be sleepin on de floor." I said feeling guilty about everything.

"Yer me guest so ye shouldn't sleep on de floor."

"If you sleep on de floor den I sleep on de floor." I said stubbornly. "Besides I can just as easily sleep out derre on a bunk."

"Wid de guys? No way I won't allow it." he said getting up. "If I sleep on de bed den where dye get te sleep?"

"On de floor I guess."

"Lets see, we both won't let eida sleep on de floor and I won't let ye sleep out derre." he began.

"And ye can't go out derre cuz ye already decided I can't sleep in hea alone." I finished.

"Den de only odda choice is te sleep tageda on de bed."

"But mah brodda would neva allow it and nieda would anyone else."

"Well yer brodda ain't hea an he don't have te know." Spot smiled. "Besides it don't mean nuttin. Youse gets dat side and I'll get dis one." he said laying down.

"I guess yer right." I said laying down beside him. "Yer lucky dis bed is bigga den de bunks."

"Yea er else yer brodda might kill me." he said turning out the light.

"G'nite Spot." I said turning away from his back.