Across the Times
By: Nightingale
Rating: PG13
Within the next few days things went according to history. Gin was powerless to stop the territory war that she had forgotten when she gave Jack her heart. It was a dangerous business especially with what she knew was to come. Somehow time had begun to act against her and she suddenly noticed that this was the day before. The day before Jack was supposed to be captured.
Gin was battling on what to do. Could she change history and keep him here or let him go? Jack had taken her up to the roof and held her in his arms as they watched the stars above them. His fingers were sliding through her hair unconscious movements. Gin shifted her position and looked into his face.
"Jack please don't go tomorrow."
"What are you so worried about? I can handle it. It's just negotiation. The actual fight won't be for a day or two."
"Not tomorrow. What about the next one"
Jack laughed at her and gently pushed her head to his chest. The next morning came and no one seemed the least bit worried save Gin. She'd been ordered to stay here and watch over Race, Timid, and a few of the smaller newsies. The rest left but eventually they too would be left behind leaving only three members to discus the coming battle with Harlem. They were all going to gather at Tibby's then Jack, Blink, and Bumlets were to head to Harlem.
Gin knew there would be more to it than that though. Harlem wasn't exactly filled with honorable people. However Gin could do nothing but wait. Suddenly she heard shouts and knew even before they made it back into the lodging house why they were carrying on so. She walked to the door of the lodging house and opened the door looking through the crowd of newsies and not seeing Jack.
Gin turned from the door in tears and walked back inside.
"Wait.just wait a minute" came a shout as she was suddenly pushed against a wall.
"You knew. Who are you" came more shouts from the angry Blink as he held her against the wall.
"I can't tell you" she cried out
"A spy. She's a spy. She knew" he continued as some of the newsies gathered.
They were all turning on her.
"I can't tell you who I am but I'm not a spy. I've never been to Harlem." She pleaded
"Don't believe you"
Gin was shaking and tears began to slid down her face. Sling took pity on her and told Blink to back off. Gin slid down the wall covering her face with her hands grateful for at least one person who believed her. She knew now that she no longer had their trust. She would never get again.unless.
"Do you really want to know" she asked clearing the tears from her face
Everything stopped and they all faced her.
"I'm not from here. In fact I was born in Jacksonville, Florida and then moved to Wisconsin with my mother before even coming to New York after I finished high school a year early."
"High school? No street rat has that kind of education" questioned Sling
"I was born in 1986"
"I must be hearing things I thought she said 1986" laughed Bumlets
"I did"
"But it's only 1900" commented Skittery
"I'm from the future. I came here to help out an old man and now I've made a huge mess of things, but there is one thing I know and that is that I love Jack and I want to get him back."
"But if you're from the future then you must know that we can get him on our own." Stated Blink
"Actually if things go exactly as they are supposed to Jack will die in Harlem."
Everyone was silent.
"I have an idea though." Gin stated
"Well" asked Blink
"I've never been to Harlem. They don't know me there. I can easily get in and sneak Jack out."
"You just plan to walk in there and say hey where's the prisoner I'd like to rescue him now." Blink stated still a little uncertain of the girl before him.
Gin glared as she stood to her full height of 5'5' still no comparison to Blink but making things a little more even.
"It'll take some work and I need to change clothes but it'll be worth it."
Gin still stood where she was looking at Blink's face unmoving.
"Well you kinda have to move as well." She stated
Blink moved back letting her move upstairs. With every eye on her she climbed the stair with her head held high. She was going to do this. She had to do this.