Alright. I'll try to do another chapter tomorrow. Happy 4th of July if I don't. Ummm let's see. Ya almost to chapter 13! I know everyone is waiting for 13.

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Chapter 10: Let's get all dried up

"Hey boss." a man in his thirties said. He got up from where kneeling on the ground.

"Ya." He said.

"You might want to take a look at this." The man got off his horse and walked to where the guy was. "It's their tracks. It's not to far from the ridge. It looks like they were heading east right after it happened."

"Well, let's load up men. We're heading east." He announced. The eight other men started all going to their horses. "I'll get you for killing my father." he said softly in an angered tone looking east at their tracks.

At Tibby's

Spot was sitting at one of the booths waiting for Accent. He was suppose to take her out today to show her New York. He was a little worried though. How was he suppose to charm her? He knew he couldn't charm her like he did with the other girls because he had only wanted one thing from them. "But she's different. I have to convince her some how that I am for her." He could feel that she belonged to him.

"Hey Spot." Accent said getting in the booth. He looked up at her. Her blue eyes showing excitement for learning about New York but also frightened for fear of something might happen again.

"Hey. FC came and told me the day after it happened. Are you alright?" He said reaching over to her hand to touch it.

"FC told you? What did she say?" Accent asked. She didn't know whether or not she would have told him about the thing with Nathan.

"Um just that Oscar attacked you and you collapsed. I would have come but she thought it would be wise not to." Spot said not sure how she going to react. She looked a little mad.

"That was all she said?" He nodded. It looked like she was trying to cool herself down.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"I'm alright." she said. "Well should we get going. I suspect we have a lot to see today." She said trying to not let the recent events affect her day with Spot.

"Let's go." He got out of the booth and walked over to where she sat. He held out his hand to her. She was surprised he did but she took it with a smile. She scooted herself out and they met face to face.

"Thank you." she said smiling, her mood had increased a bit.

"Anytime." he said and with that led her out of Tibby's still holding her hand.

Later that day

"This is Central Park." Spot said. They were walking close together but this time their arms were linked.

"Wow. It looks like it's huge."

"It is." he said walking over to a grassy area by a tree. "Why don't we rest for a little. And after that I'll take you into Brooklyn and I'll show you the way to my lodging house. Ok?"

"OO is that an offer of come visit you whenever?" Accent said. She had opened a lot with Spot today. Not so much information wise but she was feeling comfortable with him.

"If that's what you want it to be, that's ok with me." Spot said. He was glad that she wasn't standoffish because of the event and he got to know her better. He sat down and she did the same. It was nice out. The sun was shining but it wasn't too hot but feared that this weather wouldn't last for too long. Because whenever it was this nice out, rain is bound to come. Including during the spring season. Loose hairs had fallen out of her ponytail she always wore. She blew on the them to get them out of her face and then with her hands violently tried to get them to stay back. She gave up and put her hands down.

"Are you ok." Spot said laughing lightly at her actions.

"No. My hair won't stay out of my face." She brought her hand up to take out the ribbon that held her hair back. Her hair dropped down around her face and shoulders and Spot looked at her.

"Why don't you wear your hair down?" Spot asked. He had always seen her hair up and always the same way. Pulled back in a low pony tail.

"Well when I was on the farm having my hair down proved to be unuseful. And doing different things with my hair would always get messed up because of my hat so it was a waste of time. I'm just use to having it this way." She extended her back and tilted her head back a little. She brought her hands up and combed her hair with them. She then pulled it back in the pony tail and was about to tie it.

"I like it down." he said sweetly while he looked at her. She looked at him with her hand still holding her hair.

"huh?" she heard what he said, she just wanted to hear it again.

"I like it down." he said once again. He brought his hand up to head and took her hand that held her hair gently and pulled it away. Her hair feel down around her face again. He brought his other hand to her hair and fixed it a little. "There, it looks better that way. It suits you." And it did. It gave her that mysterious sort of look but you knew that she was an approachable kind.

"Thanks." Accent said. She slightly brushed because a guy had never done that to her. It surprised her for sure but she liked it.

"Well do you want to go to Brooklyn now?"

"Sure!" They both got up and he offered his arm again. In which she gladly took.

On their way they talked about times when they were children learning to swim or going to school. Accent also talked about the times when she worked on the farm. When they got to Brooklyn he told her to pay attention, so if she ever need to come here she would know her way to him.

"I have to ask you something?" Spot said.

"Go ahead." she said looking at him from behind her hair.

"Are you mad FC told me what happened?" Spot asked. She looked down and took a deep breathe.

"I am." she said calmly. "It's more something I would rather say myself to someone than have someone tell another without my permission. It's just that I like to keep things to myself. I would have said something to her if I knew she was going to do that but I didn't know. I'm use to my friends not telling things. But knowing FC she thought it was probably best. She wanted you to take extra care with me today, is probably what she thought. So I can't be mad for that long." She looked at him. "But hey, let's get off this topic, it's too gloomy for me."

They got to the docks and decided to sit around for awhile. Accent hurried to the edge of the docks and Spot just behind watching her. She got to the end and looked around. It was new for her to see. All these ships and boats in the water, men loading and unloading crates. She noticed though as much as there was going on, the newsie dock seemed have it's own private world to it.

"What are you looking at?" Spot came up next to her.

"I never really seen anything like this. It's huge!"

"You never seen docks?" he asked. It was a little hard to believe.

"Well I've seen the San Francisco's Piers, but not this!" she said excited. The sun had disappeared but the two of them didn't notice. She sat on the edge and he followed her.

"You've been to San Francisco?" He asked wondering what it was like there.

"Ya. I've there a couple of times. It kinda like New York. But not as big. And there isn't cobblestone streets, it's dirt. And the buildings aren't as crowed. Sure there are tall building but you can still look up and see the sky."

"It's that different?" he asked.

"I guess but I guess because it's in environment I know, that it makes it seem different from New York."

"Ah." He looked up because he felt water fall from the sky and saw clouds. Not friendly clouds, clouds that contained rain drops ready to fall any minute. "Ok, I think we better get in before it starts raining."

"Ok." they both got up. But before they even walked five feet they felt droplets. And it started raining harder. He grabbed her hand and they started running to the lodging house which was only two minutes from the docks. By the time they got there, they were pretty wet to say the least. They walked through the door, still holding hands.

"Come on, let's get all dried up." He said and led her to his room. He opened the door for her and when she walked in she shiver a little. "Are you cold?"

"Ya, just a little." she said. Spot noticed that his window was and open and went over to shut it.

"Um, let's see." he said. He walked into his little bathroom and came back out with a towel. "Here you can dry yourself off with this." She took the towel.

"Thanks."

"Um, there's one problem, I only have one set of extra clothes. So here's what I think. i'll take the pants and I'll you the shirt. And then you can wrap the blanket around you, for extra coverage. Is that ok?"

"Ya that's fine." She walked over to where he was and he gave her his extra shirt.

"You can change in there. But be careful because you can't shut the door all the way otherwise it gets stuck. I had to find that out the hard way." he said said and smiled to her. She gave a small smile back and turned to go in the bathroom.

"O god." Spot quietly said and he shuttered. He tried to keep his cool as long as he could but she was soaked from the rain. You could see her figure by the clothes clingy to her wet body and top it off her shirt was white. "Just get a grip on yourself Conlon." Normally if it was any other girl they would already be in bed doing the dirty act but he wanted it to be different with her. A couple of minutes later her head popped out of the bathroom.

"Where should I put my clothes to dry?" Accent asked.

"O there's a line in there over by the other wall. Do you see?" he said.

"Ya" he heard her say from inside. "But I'm afraid I'm too short." she said in an Irish accent.

"Here let me help you." He walked inside the bathroom and stopped. Her back was to him and she was only in the shirt. She was trying to reach the line so the shirt was up but still covered her in the right spots. He snapped out it. "Here." he said going over to her and taking her shirt from her hands. He hung her clothes for her and they walked out. He was looking at her again and she was aware of his stares.

"I forgot to bring the blanket in here with me." She said facing him. Even though she stopped right next to the blanket, she didn't bother to get it.

"O, that's ok. So I'll just be a minute." He said getting his pants and going into the bathroom. When he got in there, she smiled to herself. She knew he was looking at her the way a man wants a women. She found it amusing, because she never experienced this before. This giggly feeling inside that she always made fun of the other girls for. Not even with Nathan. She felt a different kind of protection from Spot than she felt with Nathan. Nathan was a brotherly kind, Spot was... he was... She didn't know the word to describe it but it felt good. She grabbed the blanket and wrapped her bottom half with it and sat on the bed. Waiting for him.

Somewhere else

"Boss, my guess is that she went to New York." the second in command said.

"Why do you say that." the boss said.

"Well she wouldn't go to a country place because she knows just as well as us that it's too spread out. If something were to happen to her, I would think she would stay where there were people around."

"You're right. Good thinking Josh. It'll take about a week to get there, right?"

"Ya."

"Good." he said smiling. His plan was unfolding just like he wanted it to.