Chapter 10

"Vivien?" The woman asked softly as a small girl ran towards her.  She bent down and picked up and gave her a hug.  "Vivien, how did ya get 'ere?  I thought I told ya not to come back ta Manhattan eveh…"

"Daddy brought me!"  BB protested.  "He told me I could come!"

"Your father?" The woman questioned and then looked up and saw a man coming straight towards her.  "Kyle… is dat you?"

"Kylie?" Spot asked staring her up and down.

"Mommy, dis is me Daddy, Spot Conlon.  Daddy dis is me Mommy." BB introduced them.

"Oh me God!  Kyle it… it is you!" The woman said putting down BB and hugging Spot.

"I neveh thought I'd see ya again Kylie!  Oh… and I go by Spot now, so keep da whole Kyle ting to yaself." Spot told her.

"Me little brudda… ya look so different… so grown up…" Kylie remarked.

"Kylie… let's go somewhere so we can talk." Spot suggested.  The three of them went to Tibbys so that they could sit down and talk.

"So you are 15 now… right?" Kylie asked Spot.

"Yeah, and you'se 17." Spot told her.  She nodded in agreement.  "Dat means ya had BB when ya were 13!  Who did dis to ya Kylie?  I'll soak 'em!"  Spot threatened.

"Who's BB?" Kylie asked in confusion.

"Vivien's nickname is BB like me nickname is Spot." He explained.  "Now who did dis to ya?"

Tears started to well up in Kylie's eyes.  Her bottom lip trembled and she tugged on a strand of her blonde, curly hair.

"Daddy…" Kylie said softly.

"Pop?  Pop is BB's father?" Spot exclaimed quietly.

"Uh huh… she doesn't know though." Kylie said looking over at her daughter who was asleep on her lap.  "'e 'its me too.  'e smack Vivien once and dat's when I left 'er for ya ta take care of…  I saw you'se picture in a papeh oilier dis summeh so dats how I knew where ya were, and dat dey call ya Spot."

"Why didn't ya just come stay wit me ta begin with?" Spot questioned.

"When ya left when you were 9 and I was 11 ya didn't ask me ta come wit ya, so I figured dat ya just want me ta find ya.  Dat's why I pretended dat she was you'se daughter…" Kylie said as a tear fell down her cheek.

"I left ya a note when I'se left, sayin dat if ya were eveh unhappy ta come find me in Brooklyn." Spot told her.

"Daddy must have taken it when ya left.  'E was so mad!  Dat's when 'e started hittin' and doin' otheh tings ta me…"

"Kylie… I'm so sorry!  Dis is all me fault!"  Spot said with a guilty look on his face.

"No, it's all Daddy's fault.  'E killed Mommy.  'E straggled 'er.  Dat's how she died.  'E told me afteh ya left.  You wouldn'ta left if Mommy wouldn't 'ave died."  Kylie explained.

"WHAT?!  'E killed Mom!  Dat's it! I'se gonna get some of me newsies and we'se gonna soak 'im.  Foist 'e kills Mom, den 'e rapes ya and 'its ya and BB!  Dat bum's goin down!" Spot fumed.  "But you'se ain't dyin', right?"

"No… I'm not.  I'm sorry I lied to ya Kyl… Spot." Kylie sniffled.  A minute later the Manhattan newsies all started filing in for lunch.  Jack stopped at their table.

"Who's dis Spot?" Jack asked 'im.

"Dis is me sisteh, Kylie.  She's BB's motheh."  Spot told him.  All of the other newsies stopped what they were doing and gave Spot a strange look.  "No!  No!  I'se ain't BB's real fatheh!"  All of the newsies stopped staring and went back to what they were doing, well all of them except Kid Blink who seemed infactuated with Kylie's beauty.