Sweet Revenge

...a sequal to Fancy Grease...

I don't own: The Outsiders

You dont have to have read Fancy Grease to know what was going on in this story but it would probably help...

Years have pasted since Kristina helped Johnny and PonyBoy escape the death sentence for the murder of Bob Sheldon, but she and Dally stayed together. Long enough to start a family… Dally's gone but his son and two daughters are sure to keep the Winston legacy going. But what happens when the youngest Winston, the families pride and joy, ends up in the hospital? For Hailey Winston revenge couldn't get any sweeter…

Chapter One...

I sit on the kitchen counter, staring at my mother and older brother. My mother sits uneasily in her chair, looking down on her left hand spinning a diamond engagement ring my father gave her years ago. My older brother Colby is sitting stiffly across the table from her, staring at the ring on her finger. "Colby you know better." my mother said finally in a soft voice. Colby didn't say anything, instead he looked down staring at his lap. "You really know better." she repeated…

Ever since my father died, who was the famous Dallas Winston, Colby took a turn for the worse. Daddy kept him in track real good for a greaser. People all the time would say that he looked like a split image of my father but only I, my mother and my younger sister Erica knew they had a few similarities and differences. He had white blonde hair like my dads and blue eyes that could flare up at any moment but that's really the only similarities he had with our father. There was really no elfish thing about him like there was my father because he had the facial built of my mom.

Colby had an attitude of gas, just throw a lit match and you had yourself a wild fire, but if you got on his good side you found out he was a real nice guy. Never did he try to do stuff that he knew would hurt my mom around her, for example he wouldn't smoke or drink in the house or around her, barely around me and Erica, but he did it and that's what he got in trouble for this time… drinking….

"I know mom…" he said matching her tone in softness. "Then why did you do it Colby?" her voice was more firm and me and him both realized she had her argument all ready and put together. "Didn't mean to? Sound just like your father you know that? And look what happened to him!" It was her this time, not me, not Erica, but my mother who lit the match. She went threw these spurts every once in a while, bringing up daddy and then bursting into tears when she did so, but no pipe was leaking tonight.

My mother was only thirty-six with three kids, Colby who was seventeen, me who's sixteen and Erica who's fifteen. She was only nineteen when she had Colby but she didn't regret him because she and my daddy where in love. Her name is Kristina Winston, and I personally think she is one of the best looking moms around on both the Greasy East Side and Socy West Side. Dad told me she used to have her hair all the way down to her waist and always wore it in different styles, but always in those styles she hide her little switchblade, but now it comes a little past her shoulders and is still the dark sandy blonde it was when she was younger. I try to picture her when she was younger, Two-Bit and Johnny always said she was a looker and I can imagine that. Take away the bags under her eyes and her stress faced maybe add a little makeup and you had Americans next top….

"Makes since I sound like 'em, I'm his son ya know!" Colby yelled standing up; I cringed as the chair screeched against our apartment kitchen floor. Missy, our dog, picked up her head from the corner and whimpered softly, she hated when we fought. "Damn right you're his son! Which means you got the brains of him which wasn't much! Don't you end up getting yourself killed Colby Dallas Winston!" my mom yelled back but remained seated. "I could have your brains too ya know and I won't end up dead!" he lowered his voice some and was reaching for his leather jacket that hung on the hook behind to door. "You don't have my brains boy, because when I was your age I was smart enough not to speed by the police station drunk! If your father was here you wouldn't act like this…" she said softer getting up and heading towards her room. Colby's hand paused on the jacket as if he was thinking, "But he's not is he?" he finally called back, I woulda jumped up and slapped him right then and there but I didn't instead I stared at him my expression falling ….

Where was my father? My father, Dallas Winston, the guy with a criminal record a mile long who fell in love with a Soc girl, was six feet under now and had been for five years. He'd been shot by mistake… mistake what a funny word…

He and his old rodeo partner, Buck Merril, went out for a few drinks for old times sake, well that's what mom says any how, I think they where trying to do a few illegal things with the racing ponies myself, and nobody knew Buck was wanted by the police and when the police showed up at the bar hell broke loose.

It was instinct for dad to run, growing up on the streets and all, and Buck followed and ended up pulling a gun shooting one of the cops. The police thought it was my dad even though he was about a block or two away by then and there wasn't a chance in hell he would be able to make the shot, but just because of his name and past the other police opened fire on him. Bitches shot him in the leg and chest. The doctors said he was dead before he hit the ground but doctors are just to be as distrusted at the coppers.

Five years felt like so long ago… felt so long ago that I was standing there in the cemetery on that fall afternoon, being embraced by my brother's arms. A lot of people showed up for his funeral, a whole bunch of old gang leaders and some of his buddies from jail, even though I didn't know half of them they all hugged all of us and talked reassuringly to my mom who seemed to know them all. I never saw my mother look so sad but beautiful in the same day. She wore a knee length blue dress that matched the color of my dad's eyes and her hair was caught up in a gentle breeze and there wasn't a second that there wasn't somebody paying her their respect.

The only happy ending to that chapter of my life was Buck got the death sentence, and the cops who shot them have to live with the fact every waking moment that they killed an innocent man, the father of a twelve year old boy, two girls, one eleven the other ten, and a wife that was crazy about him…. Oh and the part where the cop who shot him in the heart turned up murdered…. We greasers look out for each other and when you killed such an honorable man like Dallas Winston, when for once he was innocent, you better watch you back because chances are if his family didn't get to you first there's about ten guys watching your every move ready for the chance to slit your throat the slow and painful way.

"You better not hope she heard that Colby or I'll personally ring your neck!" I said bitterly. He smirked but his eyes where flooded with sadness, he and my dad where inseparable, "Go ahead, according to mom I'm going to turn up dead any how." he said mater-o-factly shoving his hands threw his jacket selves. "Colby get out, you disrespectful fucker! Don't go getting in trouble either, you know it breaks moms heart when your brought home by the police, you know it!" I screamed, I was happy for him that Erica wasn't there, because as quiet as she was at times she should could pack a punch and the way he was talking about mom he woulda got twenty of 'em! Without another word he walked out, I stared at the door for a minute or two before walking down the hallway to my mom's room…

I'M BACK!

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So what I completed Fancy Grease about a week ago and started a sequal for it but the next generation? I'd actaully started writting this story towards the end of Fancy Grease. I was going to have one about Kristina and Dally after wards and stuff but I decided not to because well it wouldn't have much of a point. But this one does! And this time I don't have the final chapter done before the first! lol... I hope ya'llz was happy with the first chapter, and R &R plz!