Chapter 33:

"Wake up." Someone shook Fire. "Wake up. Your alive. Keep your eyes open. Wake up." The guy shook Fire again. "Come on Miss. Wake up." Fire opened her eyes weakly and stared at the boy. "Thank God. Miss where can I take you. You need help."

"Who are you?" Fire asked.

"Shamus Conlon and this guy over here is my brother Kyle Conlon. We saw blood, a lot of blood and followed it to here. Why you all the way back here Miss. If only James was here. He's practicing to be a doctor." Shamus lifted Fires head up. "Just keep your eyes open Miss." Fire looked into Shamus eyes and then Kyle's. They had the same eyes. "Kyle come here and help me." Kyle walked over and Fire gasped. "Did I hurt you Miss?"

"No and please stop calling me Miss. Fire is fine." Shamus smirked at Fire and nodded.

"You have no strength at all. Who ever done this to you was really gonna kill you. it's a miracle you survived. Only seen one other girl as strong as you before in my life." Shamus turned towards Kyle. "Rip off your sleeves Kyle." Kyle did as he was told and Shamus ripped off his own. After about fifteen minutes Fire was wrapped as best and could be done. Fire kept dozing off but they woke her up once they noticed.

"Fire could you tell us where you live? Your family must be worried by now." Kyle said as Shamus picked her up.

"I don't have a family. I have no where to go." Shamus bit his lip and looked at Kyle.

"If only Dad wasn't such a bastard. He'll kill her before we even get a chance to walk threw the front door." Fire stared to doze off and Kyle shook her.

"You must stay awake. If you fall asleep no telling if we will ever wake you up again." Kyle really looked at Fore for the first time. Through all the blood and bruises on her face and her hair all messed. He saw a beautiful girl a girl that kinda looked like his sister but grown up. "Now Fire there must some place for you to go."

"Brooklyn Newsboy Lodging House. How far is that?" Fire asked.

"Three blocks. Want us to ….. Fire." Shamus shook Fire but her eyes wouldn't open. "Fire!"

"Brooklyn Lodging House. I'll run ahead and tell them. Move as fats as you can Shamus." Kyle ran out of the ally and down the street.

***Lodging house***

Everyone turned their head when Kyle came running in. Jack stood up. "Now this isn't my Lodging House but the head of the gang is upstairs and no one can talk to him. But who the hell are you?"

"Do you know a Fire?" Kyle asked and before he knew it Mush grabbed his collar.

"What do you know about Fire?" Mush asked in a deep voice staring into Kyle's eyes. Loons came up behind Mush and tried to loosen the grip.

"He could be good." She said while struggling.

"My brother is bringing her. She's hurt badly." Mush let go of Kyle.

"Sorry," Mush apologized. "Just last we herd she was dead."

"I understand. I mean if someone came into my house asking if I know Patrick or Cleary Conlon after they have been missing for six years. My first instinct would be that that guy that walked through the doors did something to them." Everyone looked at each other.

"Yea. Where is Fire?" Spot asked from the stairs. Kyle looked at Spot.

"Right here." Shamus said walking thru the door. Spot walked over and took Fire from Shamus arms. "Good-bye."

"Spot.." Spot cut Books off with a look. "Thank you for bringing her to us. Good-bye.. Umm."

"Shamus."

"Kyle."

"Good-bye Shamus and Kyle. I'm sorry about Spot he's just really worried and upset." The two guys nodded and left.