11

With Mr. Roosevelt's and the others Help

Alley walked up the steps to Roosevelt's office. Denton walked behind her incase she fell. The reached the office door and Denton knocked. The door was opened by a guy dressed in some sort of official uniform. He ushered them in.

"Sir, Denton of the New York Sun here to see you."

Roosevelt nodded and Denton walked up to him and handed him the Newsies Banner. He began to read it.

Meanwhile Alley was looking around the office. The room was huge but it wasn't lit very well. She leaned against the arm of a chair for support. She turned her attention to the man who let them in. He looked like he belonged in the military or something. She smiled at him and he smiled back. She moved from the chair to look at a picture, but she fell. The man caught her and stood he back up. She winced in pain and shivered at his touch.

"Are you okay?" He whispered.

She nodded her head, then shock it.

"Disgraceful, and I did nothing. Until now!"

Alley was surprised by the sudden out burst from Roosevelt that she almost fell again.

"Denton I see you brought a young lady with you. Why?

"Well sir she could tell you better then I, the trials that they go through every day. However that's not the reason I brought her here. She need help. She's against taken it but she needs it." He turned to Alley, "Alley come here."

Alley limped towards him a slight look of anger in her eyes. She curtseyed before Roosevelt.

"Good Morning Sir."

"Good morning Miss. What is your name?"

"My name is Alley Cat."

Roosevelt nodded and Denton gave her a stern look.

"That's not your real name is it."

Alley bent her head down. "No sir. My real name is Tru Alley Trinity, but the Newsies call me Alley Cat."

"You know the Newsies."

"Yes sir, I work with them."

"You're a Newsie!"

"Yes sir, all my life…Well, actually since I was 6"

"I see. Have you lived on the streets alongside them for that long?"

"Yes, until I started working with the Manhattan Newsies. Since I work morning there, I have a place at the lodging house."

" I must ask are you the girl that was…"

"Yes, that would be me! But I didn't do it. I mean I know how now because I was taught. But then I didn't have the power or even the idea in my head for that matter. I LOVED my parents! Most just don't believe that."

Roosevelt backed away a little shocked at her anger, but most of all her honesty and sincerity.

"I'm sorry sir. I shouldn't have yelled at you. You haven't done anything to harm me. I'm sorry" Alley bent her head lower ashamed of herself.

"It's quite alright young lady. You've been through a lot I don't blame you."

"Sir, Alley's in an interesting predicament."

"Why is that Denton?"

" I was given a choice sir. I either go back to work or go to the refugee. I've just…well….I haven't been able to tell courts."

"She was sick when she had to tell them," came Denton's voice.

"Well are you better?"

"I'd say yes, but truly I'm not. I just don't like takin' charity." She glanced at Denton with the are you happy look.

"Stubborn?"

"Yes sir, plus I don't want to replay what happened." She shuddered at the mere thought.

"I see, well my dear you must have yourself checked out, but I must ask you the question. Why did the courts give you the choice or going to the refugee or going to work."

"Well sir. I was on strike with the rest of newsies and that violates my probation or terms of release."

"I see what were you going to choose."

"The refugee. I can't go back on the boys not when they've been so good to me."

"Well thank you for being so honest with me. I'm calling the doctor in." He noticed a slight look a annoyance in her yes. "You won't have to tell him anything. Just get your wounds dressed that's all I ask."

"Alright." There's no use in arguing. At least I don't have to tell anyone what happened.

Roosevelt called in the doctor and Alley went to another room and got her wounds dressed. Not to willingly though.

"Denton what happened to her. Why was she really not able to tell the courts her decision."

"Sir, she was beaten and raped. So she was sick."

"What!"

"The streets aren't a good place for her Sir. She's still mocked for what happened. People just don't forget. It was bad that it leaked out that her mother's stalker molested her."

" I see, Well we must persuade her to stay off the streets."

"Unfortunately sir. She won't stay off. She loves the boys to much. You can see that. She choose the refugee to being free. Because of them."

"I'm not surprised I guess. It's amazing that she still finds love for people, even after what others have done to her."

"Yes it is amazing. But you see there is something that scares me and the boys. She's afraid to show weakness in front of the boy, but I think they'd rather she did."

"So are you telling me that being on the streets had made her hard and emotionless?"

"No sir, I don't think anything could make her that way. She's the sweetest girl I've ever met. She tries to see the good in everyone. Even when they are mocking her, but you can see it hurts her."

Roosevelt nodded. "She seems so young for her age. How old is she?"

"she's seventeen sir. Just turned actually."

"I see, she seems so lost. You can glimpse a little child when you look into her eyes."

"She never had a childhood sir."

Alley walked in and stared at the two men. She was feeling the pain in her side even more now and she sat down on a chair and closed her eyes. Denton and Roosevelt didn't notice her enter.

"Well we must end the corruption."

"Yes sir."

Roosevelt got on the phone with a few lawyers and lawmakers and Denton went to sit down and wait. He walked to the chair Alley was on a finally noticed her there. Her eyes were closed and there were tears running down her cheeks.

Meanwhile in Brooklyn the boys had finished passing out the papers. They were giving the others time to read it and they were reading it themselves. Spot on the others hand, was pacing back an forth wondering about Alley. He hadn't seen her since he had dropped her off with Jack. He'd been surprised to see Davey's little brother instead of her. He'd read the Banner, he knew most of it was true, probably all. He was lost in thought when Shadow waked up behind him.

"Spot."

"Huh," he was pulled back to reality.

"The boys have gone to round up everyone."

"Thank you Shadow meet me at the bridge."

"Are you okay?"

"Yes I'm fine."

"Okay see you at the Bridge."

Shadow ran off getting lost is his own thoughts. All he could think of was the worried look he saw in Spot's eyes.

Spot walked up to the bridge and stood there looking towards Manhattan. She'll be there. The Brooklyn gang walked up. Spot turned to all of them as his newsies cam to the front. They smiled and he nodded. He turned around and lead them across the Brooklyn Bridge.

Back at Roosevelt's Alley had opened up her eyes and asked if she could leave. She asked Roosevelt to talk some sense into Jack. Then she was free to leave.

Denton and Mr. Roosevelt headed to the refugee. Alley headed back to the boys in the Newsies square.

Race and Blink lifted Alley up to sit on the statue in the square as they waited for the others to show up.

"They aren't coming."

"Yes they are. At least I hope Brooklyn is." Alley put her head down to think. She wasn't feeling well and she wanted to go lie down in Spot's arms in Brooklyn, but she knew that would have to wait. She heard Les start singing and she got down for her spot. She looked around and saw the others marching towards the square.

"Guys Look!"

"When you got a million voices singing who can hear a lousy whistle blow."

The others had gotten there finally. Alley spotted Brooklyn and she ran to Spot who picked her up and spun her around letting her down gently. Dave and Jack went in to talk to Pulitzer while they all chanted "STRIKE!"

After what seemed like forever Dave and Jack came back out. Alley and Spot where watching them as Jack lifted Les on his shoulders.

"We won!"

Cheers when up all around them as they made their way to Jack. Alley hugged him and Spot shook his hand.

Crutchy came to join in the group and they all waved goodbye to Warden Synder. All with a happy heart. Then Roosevelt came for Jack. Jack asked to go off to the train station and away they went. Alley leaned back into Spot's arms. She could feel Spot's anger. She was hurt but she still had the last hope that Roosevelt would be able to change Jack's mind. She made a move to get papes but Spot stopped her.

"You ain't sellin' today."

"But Spot we need the money. I need the money."

"No you ain't sellin' here today."

"Well what about in Brooklyn."

"NO not in Brooklyn either. Look I know you hate not being able to do things for yourself. But for once let us take care of you."

"but you do."

"You know what I mean Tru."

"Alright" She went limp in his arms as he held her up.

"No carryin' me though I can walk."

"Not with the way you feel right now."

Out of nowhere Jack came back. Alley smiled as he got out of Roosevelt's carriage. The Newsies went back to sellin' papes as Roosevelt gave Spot and Alley a ride back to Brooklyn.

a/n: well that's the end of the story now. Epilogue is next. and in comes a sequel to follow. but right now i'm editing and trying to make my History best Left forgotten come together the way i need it too. The sequel will come though. I hoped you enjoyed this. tell others if you did. thanks for reading my reviewers. i hope it didn't end to abrubtly for you i'm sorry if it did. Well review you know the drill people.

Alley: What that's done. And you not gonna what.

author: Alley come on you need to calm down and get ready for the the sequel.

Alley: Alright fine. but i have a bone to pick with you on that.

author: now now don't give anything away. help me with the prequel will you.

Alley: Fine.

p.s. a/n: sorry about that she hasn't had her pill today. lol. well i must jet sleep is good. i have church in the morning. peace.