Ok, ummm, I heard, or should say read, we can't do shout out thingys, you know respond to the people reviewing. Is that true because that sucks. I like doing that, it makes me feel more connected with my readers. So can someone please tell me? And with that can you tell me what a Mary Sue is? Thank you! Well thank you to everyone who reveiwed. It makes me feel so happy and special when i see my email and it has review alert. Thank you! I hope you enjoy this. I did find inspiration down at disneyland! And I also thought of some other cool story lines/plots. Well I think they're cool anyways.

Chapter 18: We'll think of something

"You guys? What is she up to?" FC said mostly to her friends. Everyone said they didn't know or shook their heads. They watched Accent talk to Spot. They were both remaining calm because they hadn't heard either yell.

"What is she up to?" FC thought to herself to try and understand her friend better.

"Josh." Nathan said. "Why are you doing this? You don't even know her like we do." he said referring to Jon and himself.

"Because there comes a point where enough is enough. McClaire snapped. He doesn't care that his father is really dead but I don't know why he wants to kill her. If there was a real reason that he wanted to kill her maybe I could do that. But this whole time she's just been an innocent victim in McClaire's doings." Josh said. He put out his cigarette that he lit a couple of minutes ago when he saw Accent and Spot coming back over to them. "They're coming over." Everyone heard his announcement. He noticed that she was holding hands with Spot. He laughed at the thought because in all the time he knew her she never had a boyfriend. He couldn't imagine her with one.

"Jenna, what are you up to?" Nathan asked as she came over.

"I'm not up to anything." She said calmly.

"Cut the crap. You wouldn't have ran away if you didn't have to think and your thinking is coming up with a plan." he said to her. She just looked at him for a moment. He stared at her trying to get her to crack.

"Fine, you want to know what I'm up to. Ok, here it is. Not one of you is going to help. I'm doing this by myself and I don't care what you have to say about it." Said looking at the whole but mostly to Nathan. "I'm going to get McClaire, I'm not going to run away like you two want me to." she said pointing to Nathan and Jon. "Because he's just going to keep coming after me till I'm gone and the only way to stop him is by killing him." she said taking a step closer to Spot. After that was said only FC, Green, Entice, Jon and Nathan had something to say at the same time.

"You can't Jenna, what are you thinking..." Jon said.

"Why are doing it?..." Nathan asked.

"Accent come on, there has to be a better way..." said FC.

"But Accent, why do you have?..." Green asked.

"Come on, we can think of a better plan. We can help you..." Entice said.

"Shut up." Spot yelled. He looked at everyone that was talking. He looked like the newsie he was before he changed. "This is Accent's choice. If she says that going to do it herself than she will." he said lecturing them. Then he said calmly, "Plus you can't talk her out of it." He squeezed her hand. The ones who talked didn't know what to say. Nathan and Jon never had anyone talk to them like that. Especially on Jenna's behalf. The three girls just didn't know what to think or say. She was going to kill someone and that scared them. She could also get hurt if she didn't have any help.

"Why don't we all go back to the apartment. We can talk about it there." Accent said. Everyone agreed and started walking to the girls' apartment. The three girls and newsies led the group, Nathan, Jon and Josh followed and Spot and Accent stayed behind the group. Everyone just walked in silence except for the few whispers that would be heard every now and then. They reached the apartment and everyone scattered throughout the front room.

"Jenna, I'm not letting you do this." Nathan said.

"Well you don't have any authority over me." Accent replied. She sat next to Spot on the couch still holding his hand.

"Yes I do."

'OO really, how?" she asked.

"I'm your friend. That's how. Jenna I love you. Can't you get that. That's the authority I have over you." he said losing his calm.

"You love me. As friends or more?" she asked.

"More. I already told you."

"And you think because you love me more than friends, you can tell me what to do? Maybe as friends you might have some influence but that stunt you pulled before you were suppose to leave didn't go over too well with me. Nathan as far as I'm concerned right now we aren't friends. So having authority over me, well it's not possible." Her voice had grown in volume.

"Why do you have to be such a stubborn ass." Nathan said more as a comment and not a question. He gave up on her. It was someone else's turn.

"Accent." FC spoke up. "There's nothing we can do to change your mind, is there?" Accent shook her head.

"Then I guess all I have to say is we're all here if you need us." FC said, looking down at the floor. This made Accent feel better. She got up from her seat and went over to FC.

"I know you'll be here if I need help." she said looking at FC. "Thanks FC." she gave her a hug. "You don't know how much it means to me." Everyone was silent.

"Well I think we should all get to bed." Green said. She noticed that it was past eleven and that everyone was feeling drained. Jack, Blink and Mush gave the girls all hugs and said their goodbyes.

"You boys can sleep here. You can have our room. Accent and me will go into the other one." FC said to Josh, Jon and Nathan.

"O no that's ok, I have to go and get the others actually. Jon you better find us." Josh said. He started walking out. "Jenna. I'll try and keep the guys on the other side of New York for as long as can without them thinking something is up. But I can't keep them for long."

"Thanks." Accent said. Josh nodded and walked out the door. "So Spot are you coming back to the lodging house?" Jack asked.

"No. I'm going to stay right here." he said.

"Ok, well see you tomorrow." he said. The other two also said bye and left.

"Like I said you guys can sleep here." FC said again.

"If it's not a problem. We would like to stay just to make sure everything is safe." Jon said.

"It's that room." She pointing to her room. "And Spot you can sleep on the couch I guess."

"Thanks." Jon said again and both him and Nathan went into the room. Green saw Accent. It looked like she didn't want to sleep yet but talk to Spot.

"Come on girls, let's get to bed." Green said. And they all walked into the other room. Spot stood there next to the couch and Accent across the room. Her arms were crossed. She was looking at the front door. She was silent, she had said nothing for a long time and all Spot had been doing was watching her. He was about to talk but then he heard a noise. He walked over to her and faced her. He lifted her face and looked at her. She was crying. Tears were running down her face.

"What's wrong?" Spot asked softly. She didn't answer for a few seconds.

"I'm-I'm s-so scared." she was finally able to say between her sobs.

"Come here." he said and pulled her into a hug. He just stood there with her in his arms, rubbing her back for comfort. He rested his head on top of hers while hers was buried into his chest. He slightly rocked her back and forth, trying to calm her down.

After ten minutes or so, he slowly walked her to the couch and sat her down next to him. Tears were stilling coming out of her eyes but not as harsh as before.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Spot asked her. She cried for a couple of more minutes before answering.

"None of this should be happening." she said. "My family shouldn't be dead, I shouldn't be mad at my friends and you shouldn't be here comforting me like a baby." she paused, wiping her nose with the sleeve of her shirt. "It's just I can't help but think that everyone's life changing is my fault. And because it is my fault I should be the one to fix everything but I'm so scared." she looked at him. "McClaire almost killed me, I almost fell off the cliff with him. But his son is stronger. He could actually kill me Spot. Or worst I could actually kill him. I know I said I had to kill him but Spot I never actually killed anyone. If I ever had to shoot them, I shoot where they would be hurt but not dead."

"Come here." he said and hugged her. "Do you have to kill him?"

"Ya." she said pulling away a little. "Because he's not going to stop coming after me until I'm gone." she said starting to sound a little panicked.

"Ok. Ok. We'll think of something." he said pulling her back into a hug. She rested her head against his shoulder as she quietly cried the last of her tears. Spot just sat there with her in his arms.

He noticed that she fell asleep. He gently laid her down the couch. He walked over to the kitchen table and blew out the lantern they lit when they came back earlier. As he made his way back to the couch he noticed the moonlight shining through the window over the couch and onto her sleeping figure. Spot took off the blanket from the back of the couch and laid next to her. He put the blanket on the both of them and put his arm under her head.

"Night, Accent." he whispered. "You'll be safe with me." he kissed her on the forehead and with that they both slept in the moonlight.