"Whudds new?" Sketched asked once we got to the Distribution Center.

"Nuttin really, how bout you?" I asked.

"I got meself a goil." he stated.

"Really? Who?" Bailey asked then whispered to me. "I think he's lyin."

"Ye don know her. She's a newsie from de Bronx." he smiled.

"Really." I asked and got in line for papers.

"Well I gotta get goin. We're supposed te meet tageda lata."

"Where?" Bailey asked him suspiciously.

"I ain't tellin." he laughed and walked off to sell his papes.

"Typical!" I puffed then got my papers with Bailey and went off to sell together. We figured Jack and Spot wanted to sell together. Once we were done we went to the restaurant to eat and find Jack and a very angry Spot Conlon.

"Whudd were ye thinkin! I told ye we were sellin tageda!" Spot yelled when we entered.

I looked at Bailey for help. She was as afraid as I was. "We thought mebe it would be ok since we weren't goin very far."

"Whudd bout if Trevor found ye? Ye eva think of dat?" he snapped.

I bit my lip and I couldn't think of anything to say. That was when Jack got up. "Calm down. Derre back ain't dey. Dey ain't hoit."

"Jack stay outta dis." Spot yelled at him. Jack looked at me then sat down. "Angel I don want ye runnin off next time! Youse an Bailey coulda gotten hoit! Trevor almost killed ye de last time he saw ye!"

"I thought we woulda been fine by ourselves. It ain't like derre gonna attack us in de middle of de street." I sighed.

"Ye don know dat! De goons dat hang round im would do anythin! Derre membas from de Crypts Angel!" Spot yelled. I was afraid to see him mad. We couldn't say anything and he noticed I was terrified of him. "Look I'm sorry. I was just worried dats all." he said hugging me. "C'mon lets go outside te talk."

I looked at Bailey then followed Spot. She knew as well as I that he wouldn't do anything to hurt me on purposed. We went to the docks to talk since we didn't talk the whole way there.

"Angel, I feel I'm loosin ye fast." he whispered.

"I thought we agreed on dis. We ain't loosin each odda. Dat was whudd ye told me, ye ain't loosin me." I said looking into his eyes.

"I know I said dat. But it ain't how I'm feelin right now. You do so many things ye shouldn't. Like walkin round wid only Bailey, ye could a been killed by Trevor er whoever."

"Look I'm sorry bout dat, we thought since youse two was talking, it would be ok fer us te go by ouaselves. We weren't even thinkin of Trevor."

"It ain't yer fault. Ye shouldn't have te apologize, I didn't mean te yell." After his apology it was quiet for a while.

"Rememba de day we met?" I asked thinking of that day.

"Yea I remeba. I thought yer brodda was tryin te control ye, not te mention he was actin de way he was I thought he really was yer body guard." Spot chuckled.

"You didn't get along wid Scott very well. How did ye do it?"

"Do what?"

"Get im te like ye?"

"Well he told me ye liked me. He asked what I thought of ye and I couldn't tell im. I think he knew I liked ye. He seemed te just lighten up afta. We thought maybe since we both love ye, we should give each odda a chance. We didn't wanna hoit ye so we gave it a try."

"So whudd er we gonna do wid oua time left." I asked looking into the water.

"Remeba I needed te teach ye te swim?" he reminded me taking off his shirt. "Ye didn't get very far last time. Mebe we could fix yer problem." he laughed pushing me in.

Spot jumped in after me. "Whudd er ye doin! Ye coulda popped me stitches!" I said trying to stay above the water.

"You'll be fine. Ye walked round all day, yer stitches will be fine. Besides dey gots te come out sometime don dey?" he asked making fun of me.

"Yer cruel! Dey hoit ye know."

Spot grabbed my arm and helped me to the ladder. "It would be easia te swim if ye ain't got all yer clothes on." he offered.

"Uhh, well I guess so." I said remembering I still had a tank top under my shirt. I took off my shirt. "Its freezing!" I yelped getting beck in.

"You'll warm up afta a lil." he smiled.

"I don undastand how everyone can do dis." I protested.

"Its easy afta ye get used te it."

"Say's you mista tough guy!" I mocked grabbing the ladder again.

"Yer neva gonna learn if ye don't cooperate." Spot sighed grabbing my and dragging me far from anything to hold on to.

"Whudd er ye doin! Dat ain't fair!" I laughed. "Its way too cold in hea an yer at an advantage! Ye ain't got stitches everywhere!"

"Hey dat neva would stop me from swimmin. Besides ye need improvement from oua last lesson. An if I can handle it bein dis cold wid less clothin den youse, ye shouldn't be cryin."

"Aahh why dye always gotta do dat te me." I said giving up.

"Cuz I gotta keep ye in line somehow right." he laughed. "Now I want ye te stay above de wata as long as ye can. Afta dis den I'll really teach ye te swim."

We spent atleast two hours at the docks. He taught me how to swim a lot better after I showed him I could stay in water without drowning. I was a fast learner so it didn't take me long to swim. I couldn't swim very fast do to the fact that I was injure. When Spot decided we were finished he headed back to the Lodging House. Everyone wanted to know what happened but we decided to not tell them. The only person I felt like telling was Bailey because she felt it was her fault if I got yelled at.