5

The Rally

Alley had gone back to Brooklyn after all was decided on where the rally would be and who would be running it. She hated to admit it but she was scared stiff of what this rally could mean for her. She could be back in the refugee, but she wasn't going to turn her back on the boys. She couldn't do that. They had taken her in and she wasn't going scab on them. She was wandering the streets thinking, waiting for the night to come so she could talk to someone she needed to. An old friend of sorts. The only place away from the Newsies that she actually felt safe and cared for. She was carrying with her the best dress that she had and she knew she was gonna wear it tonight. It had taken her a year in a half to make. Lace takes way to long to sew she thought. She was waiting on the steps of an apartment building when a man in his late thirty's walked up.

"Alley my girl, it's nice to see you."

"How are the patients today Doc."

"Well as can be expected."

"I was wondering could I talk to you just for a little while?"

"Sure Alley come on up." She followed him up the stairs and into he apartment. He had the money to live in a home but he liked his apartment and so did his wife. He was a doctor who years ago had helped her in her time of need.

"Here we are Alley, Monica we have a visitor."

"Hello Hun. Who is it."

"Hello Mrs. Allen."

"Oh Alley, what a pleasant surprise. Anything good in the pape lately."

"No ma'am but I'm not selling right now. We've gone on strike."

"On strike? What for?"

"They raised the price we have to pay to get them."

"I see." Alley turned to Mr. Allen.

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about. I'm afraid that well…I'm afraid of going back to the refugee.We have a rally tonight and i'm just plain scared."

"Alley this one is easy. What are you more afraid? That refugee or going back on your pride and those you love."

"You know me all to well Doc."

"So you are going to the rally then."

"Yes I can't go back on them not when they've been so good to me."

"Alley don't worry about it. If anything does go wrong and the boys come to us we'll bail you out."

"Thank you sir. Thank you very much." She turned her attention to Mrs. Allen who was making dinner.

"Mrs. Allen?"

"Yes Alley."

"I finally finished my dress. I'm gonna wear it tonight."

"Oh do let me see it."

"Of course." She ran off to the bathroom and put it on.

Alley walked out of the bathroom a few minutes later. Mr. and Mrs. Allen were sitting on the couch discussing their day. When she walked in the room the stopped and stared at her. She blushed it was taking them far to long to say something.

"Alley you look beautiful."

"Thank you." Mr. Allen nodded in agreement, he was speechless. She had grown into a fine young women, but he still saw that lost little girl in her.

"Alley the boys will marvel."

"You really think so," she smiled.

"Yes I do, but you better go or you'll be late for that Rally of yours."

"O yes. Thank you very much." She ran out and ran to Irving Hall.

When she arrived at Irving Hall she used the backstage entrance. Medda walked into her as they were both hurrying to their spots.

"Alley is that you. You look stunning."

"Oh thank you Medda and yes it's me." They smiled at each other and went on their way.

Alley was on the stage in no time. Early from what it looked like. She walked down the stage and jumped off at the end standing there until she found Race.

"Who are you?"

"Race it's me."

"Alley! Wow!"

"I'm flattered Race," she giggled. They began to talk as the rest of the Brooklyn and Manhattan Newsies filed in.

"What took you guys so long to get in here." She was looking at David, Spot, and Jack. They all just smiled at her. She could see Spot's eyes light up as he looked her over. He extended his hand and she took it. She followed him onto the stage.

"You look beautiful Alley. I like that color on you," he whispered.

"Thanks and I like green and white too," she giggled.

The rally began and after some intense moments all was agreed. Alley finally knew that there was no turning back now, She was in it for good. They all took their sets and Medda came out and started singing. Something in the pit of Alley's stomach told her something was all wrong.

She was dancing with Shadow when she realized Synder up in the Balcony. What's he doing here she thought.

"Alley what's wrong. Why did you stop dancing."

"Shadow where's Spot." Shadow pointed in Spot's direction. She ran off too him as David whispered into his ear. Good he saw him too she thought. She tapped Spot on the shoulder the utter look of terror in her eyes. Spot bent down and whispered,

"Stay close to us okay and run when I tell you." She only nodded and headed to Shadow as the coppers came busting in.

Through the noise and chaos Alley heard her cue to run and she took it. She'd escaped getting hurt only to find that the building was surrounded. She tried to run back inside but on of the cops fired a warning shot which spooked a horse. She stopped dead where she was, then her feet got the ability to run again but it was too late the horse and it's rider where on her. The horse reared up and it's hooves came down on her back knocking her to the ground. It stomped her twice, once on the back and then on her side as she tried to turn over. "Spot!" That was all she could yell before she was overcome by blackness. She knew there was no way out of this. She was doomed. The world went black.

a/n: okay i know that was a little fast i'm srry. I just had to do it that way. oo and more background. ties with an old friend. Thanks to all of my reviewers. i have homework to do and i'm not feeling to well. i was planning on posting the next chapter but i don't think i'm gonna though i might type it so i don't know. just not feeling to good. well i hope you like it.