"How bout dis?" Bailey offered handing me a skirt. "Dey might not see it. Unless ye wanna wear dese pants, deir Scotts, but he won't know."

"Bailey, how long've ye been derre." I said knowing she must be upset.

"Long enough. Look ye ain't gotta see one now, jus when we get derre promise yer gonna take it easy? I'm tryin te be as nice as I can. If ye keep getting woise yer gonna have te see a doc."

I took Scott's pants. "Ye surre he ain't gonna notice?"

"Oh yea, he's got odda pants." she laughed. "C'mon. We're goin." she turned and left the room.

I put on the pair of pants and stood up. "Boy dis is gonna be a hell of a trip." I said feeling the pain again.

"Need any help?" Spot asked opening the door.

"No, I'm fine really I am."

"Lets jus make it easia on each odda, when we get te Brooklyn I'm takin ye te a docta ok? Till den…"

"Till den….?" I asked.

"Till den make surre ye go easy on yerself. It might not be a big deal now, but it might get mora serious if yer not bein mora careful."

"Thanks Spot. Bout last night, whudd happened between youse an Chris?"

"Don worry bout it. I'll tell ye as soon as we get te Brooklyn."

"Why not now."

"Ye'll find out lata. Oh, Bailey said it was yer leg dat was botherin ye. Dye mind?"

I nodded. And Spot picked me up. "Jus be surre not te drop me in any wata dis time."

"Bout us bein engaged, de guys already know." Spot said wakling into the bunkroom.

"Dey whudd!?"

"So uh, when did he purpose te ye Angel?" Race asked announcing it again to everyone in the room. "An I bet Spot actually though I can keep a secret."

"Ye told him!" I asked Spot.

"Well yea, knowin whudd a big mouth he's got, I figuaed he'd tell sometime soon."

"I though we was gonna wait te tell em."

"We didn't tell em. Race did." Spot laughed.

"Spot, ye do know whudd'll happen if Scott found out right?"

"Don worry bout it, I can handle de big lug."

"Oh god an here he comes." I said to myself.

"So I guess ye hoid bout me an Angel hea."

"Yea I did. I ain't gonna say nuttin bout it cuz Angel must've thought bout it. But I'm warnin ye like I did befora. Ye hoit her I'll break yer neck. I said de same thing te ye an Jack, I'm serious bout it too." Spot nodded.

"So dats it? Yer not gonna yell er anythin?" I questioned.

"I thought dats whudd ye wanned. Makin yer own decisions an all. I though bout whudd ye said an decided yer right. I can't make every decision fer ye. Besides yer not married just yet." he winked.

"An I was thinkin ye neva actually listened te me."

"I normally don but I did taday. Usually I jus kinda ingora whudd ye say."

"Dats nice considerin de fact dat mosta de things I say don really mean nuttin."

We left for Brooklyn soon after everyone was sure they had known about our engagement. With that everyone in Brooklyn was now the ones unaware if our engagement and Spot fully planed to tell them.

"So how bout it Spot? Jus de night befora ye get married is all I ask." Spits nagged. "Afta dat remeba she's all yers."

"No! I already told ye! Stay away from her!"

I looked desperately at Bailey hoping she could help. All she seemed to do was laugh. The whole way there nothing was said between me and Bailey but we seemed te read each other's minds. We both thought the two were being childish and laughed about it the whole time.

We got to the Lodging House right when R.T. was leaving. He looked at me in Spot's arms, and then spoke. "Spot, Christina's hea te see ye."

"Yea, thanks." Spot said as he carried me in. "Rememba I told ye te stay away from im. I think ye should still stay away from im."

"Yea yea, I know Spot." I smiled. "But like I said befora, I don think he's a bad guy."

"Well still, I mean he ain't a bad guy, now really. Its jus te be on de safa side."

"Oh, I fergot. We's supposed te go te Medda's. Everyone's gonna celebrate Bailey's an Angel's boithday." Scott laughed. "Even everyone in Brooklyn is goin. Jack said not te say anythin bout it lata, but I thought ye might wanna get ready soon. He'll be hea soon so Bailey, ye might wanna find somethin nice te wea." Scott smiled.

"Dats why he didn't come wiD us," I smiled.

"Well besides all dat I think ye might wanna get ready too Angel."

"Dats nice, but whom I supposed te find somethin te wea?" I questioned as Spot put me down be a bunk.

"Dats whudd I'm hea fora!" Christina laughed running out of my room. "C'mon we gotta lot of woik te do an not much time."

"Hi, I'm Bailey, I'm guessin yer Christina." Bailey greeted her.

"Oh, hello. From whud I hoid I'm guessin yer Bailey."

"Yea, I'm Angel's sista. Mora like twin."

"Wow, really? I didn't know ye had a twin, er sista!" Christina said shaking her hand.

"Yea, I also got two brodda's ova derre." I pointed at Scott and Kevin.

"Oh, how cute, how old is he."

"He's about ten." Bailey answered

"OH wait, which one?" I asked. "Dey both act de same age."

"Shudd up!" Scott yelled hearing what I said

"Ha! Dats whudd ye get."

"C'mon we gotta get te woik!" Christina said pullin Bailey into my room as I followed.

"Ye don think Kevin hoid us talkin bout ye bein me sista do ye?" I asked Bailey.

"Nah, I don think he'd really care anyhow."

"Hea! Dis is gonna be great. I just hope it fits." Christina interrupted giving Bailey a dress, "Now I jus gotta find one fer ye."

"Whudd de hell." I said as I looked around and found lots of dresses. "Where'd ye get em all?"

"Well if ye didn't know, I ain't like alla youse. Me mudda owns a dress stora. She didn't mind dat yer borrowin em. Besides she met Spot once. I think she kinda liked im. Anyway we gotta clean ye two up! Ye can't go te yer own party all filthy!" she said pushing me into the bathroom. "Now hurry an bathe, Bailey still has te too ye know!"