The morning was almost the same as usual, but it was different. Me and Spot were together. Someone who finally loved me the way I loved him. This had made me so happy. We got our papers and arrived at the restaurant at noon after selling. Spot looked around and we followed him to a booth. Spot let me sit on the inside of the booth. He sat next to me to wait for his ex.

"Hey Spot!" a girl yelled who was obviously Christina. "Who's dis?" she asked when she walked over.

"Dis is Angel, she's gonna be stayin wid us fer a lil er till her broddas want her back." Spot laughed.

Christina then kissed Spot on the lips. "Did ye know me an Spot's goin out." she grinned.

"Well actually-" Spot cut me off.

"Actually, she knows bout us. We're kinda goin out Christi. I was gonna tell ye." Spot smiled then looked at me.

"Oh well it was a nice try." she smiled sitting next to Demon. "How long've dey been tageda?"

"Well since last night." Demon answered. "It's sad, I hoid from Race dat a lot a em wanned te go out wid her."

"Oh really. You haven't been tageda long. An yer so cute tageda." she smiled at me.

"Hey Spot, I noticed ye wear a key." I said picking it up. "Whudds it foa?"

"He neva let me touch his key before!" Christina shouted with a smile. "Ye must really like her."

"I do." Spot smiled grinning. "No one knows an I ain't telling ye, well not yet." he smiled at me. He looked back at Christina, "Ye can't touch it, only Angel is allowed te touch it!" he stuck his tongue out at Christina.

"Yea ye already said I couldn't." she looked hurt.

I put the key down and looked out the window. "Spot.."

"Yea." he looked at me.

"Does anyone know I'm hea besides everyone back in Manhattan?"

"I don't think so…..why?"

"Well it seems strange dat de Delancey's are hea." I replied holding his hand.

"Whudd! Where?" He asked looking out of the window.

"Derre across de street." I pointed. Spot stood up and pulled me from the booth.

"Dey've neva come hea before. Demon, go get Frit and Sketch. Angel now I want ye te go wid em."

"No I ain't leavin again!" I insisted.

"Please? I don't want em te see ye. Whudd if derre hea fer Trevor? Not te mention I talked te Runner an he said Trevor got a gang tageda. I don't want ye te get hoit."

"Yea Spot? Whudds up?" Sketch patted him on the back.

"I need ye te take em back te de Lodgin House. Make surre dey stay derre. Specially Angel alright? We don't need de Delancey's finding her hea." Spot ordered starring at me then leaving with the rest of the newsies following him.

"Guess we'd betta get goin." Sketch said leading us out of the restaurant.

"Guess I'd betta come too." Demon followed.

"S'matta youse afraid of de Delancey's?" Frit looked over his shoulder at Demon.

"Naw not really." it was obviously true.

I walked in silence towards the Lodging House. When we got there the kid who delivered our message from Trevor was waiting. He seemed really nervous. When he saw us he headed towards us.

"I got anudda message fer ye." he looked at me.

"Look pal, its gonna have te wait till Spot gets hea." Frit told him.

"Ye surre? It's real important."

"Of course I'm surre!" Frit yelled.

"Ye ain't gotta yell at im Frit." I walked towards the messenger. "Whudds yer name?"

"Runner, well dats whudd everyone calls me." He said giving a weak smile.

"So yer de one dat told Spot, Trevor's got a gang tageda."

"Well I also came te tell ye he's comin hea taday."

"Whudd ye say?!" Sketch interfered.

"Like I said he's comin hea. I ova hoid im talking te de Delanceys. It's a good thing ye left em, Trevor's getting his gang an de Crypts te meet de Delancey's te find ye." Runner said relieved.

"We gotta do something!" I yelled at Frit shaking him.

"You, go tell Jack te get de Manhattan newsies ova hea right away! Tell em whudds goin on. An step in it!" Frit ordered to Runner. "Alright Sketch, you an Demon stay hea. I'm a go an tell Spot if it ain't too late."

Runner raced off to Manhattan to tell Jack and the others while Frit ran off to help Spot. Sketch and Demon followed me and Christina into the Lodging House.

"I can't take it anymore!" I yelled being there for half an hour. "I'm goin te see Spot."

"Whoa! Wait a minute! Dye know whudd yer doin? If ye go you'll be given it away dat yer hea fer suure." Sketch stopped me. "Spot didn't do everythin fer ye te just ruin it!"

"Yea, but whudd if he's hoit?" I asked almost in tears. "Whudd if something happened te im? Frit hasn't come back yet eida."

"Alright. Demon you go an see whudds keepin em. Come right back once ye find out." Sketch said sitting me down on a bunk. "It's gonna be ok."

"Yea, I hope so." I said trying to stop myself from crying.

Demon came back panting as quick as we sent him out the door. "Trouble." he managed to choke.

"Whudd is it?" I got up and ran over to him.

He stopped panting. "Spot's comin." he smiled up at me.

I smacked him. "Don't do dat te me!" I yelled.

"Hey Angel." Spot yelled coming up the stairs. I ran over to him and hugged him. "S'matta? Did I scare ye dat bad?"

"Whudd took ye so long?" I questioned.

"Frit came an told us whudd was goin on. An Jack came wid de oddas. De Delancey's split cuz dey hoid Trevor was still in Manhattan. We tried te find em, but couldn't den we came hea." Spot said holding me.

I pulled away from him. "Don't scare me like dat again!" I shouted.

"I can't believe yer his goil an ye didn't even tell me er anything!" Scott said starring me.

"When did ye get hea?" I asked hugging him next.

"Didn't ye listen te im? He told ye we came afta we got yer message." Scott patted my head.

"Of course I wasn't payin attention. An why dye always pat mah head? I ain't a dog." I said grabbing his hand.

"Ye are if I say ye are!" he began patting my head again.

"C'mon stop it!" I said aggravated. "Spot…make im stop!" I tried stopping Scott.

"Leave her alone. Ye know she's upset cuz she missed me." Spot grinned with Scott.

"Ye two neva change do ye?" I laughed.

"Well its fine if ye still love us right? Mah lil doggy?" Scott laughed patting my head once again. He then turned serious and looked at Spot. "Ye break her heart, I break yer neck." They both smiled at each other showing new friendship.

"I'm goin te bed. Youse two can stay up an gloat!" I started to leave then pointed at Spot. "I'm still mad at ye." then left.