twilight-maiden- I'm glad that you've read Angel's story! Even thought you've read it and know what's going to happen, you'll get to see it from Bailey's pov! Hope you enjoy this chapter!

pearblossom- Hey kid! I knew you would love the scene w/ Spotty boy! hehe Here's the update I promised!!!!

After we finished eating, Angel and I left with Poem and Baron and went to the docks.

"Oh I fergot, befora anything happens I gotta teach ye te swim." Spot said to Angel and I remembered why she never wanted to learn.

"Ye can't swim?" Baron laughed.

"Well excuse me if I didn't eva have time! Besides I was afraid I'd drown eva since I was lil," Angel said and she got quiet at the end.

"Now who gave ye dat idea?"

"Actually it was some kid we used te know. He died drownin," I said.

Baron was then silent. "Sorry bout dat."

"Naw it's nuttin. Besides, Spot hea is gonna teach me te swim," she smiled and grabbed Spot's hand.

"Rememba, just cuz I teach ye don mean ye ain't gonna drown. But just so ye don't worry, I ain't neva gonna let ye drown," he said getting all macho on us.

We got to the docks noticing a lot of the guys there, but they weren't swimming. It was odd seeing them just standing and talking.

"Heya Spot, we've been thinking, bout whudd ye said eilia bout Angel, we just got a message from Scott an Jack. Her fatha's arriving at Manhattan in three days," Frit said walking up to us.

"Yer kiddin!" Angel exclaimed and looked a little nervous.

"No, its jus whudd we hoid." Frit answered

"He ain't supposed te be comin till ouah boithday!" Angel exclaimed.

"So whudd er we supposed te do bout it?" asked the boy that was staring at Angel in the resturant.

"Ye ain't gotta do nuttin! Not unless I ask ye te help us out. Fer now we can't do nuttin bout it. We hope mebe we ain't gotta do nuttin," Spot replied angrily.

"Who are you?" I asked walking up to him. Then I realized who it was. It was R.T. The one that kissed Ang and told her he loved her!

"Bailey, ferget it. C'mon." Angel attempted to pull me away but I yanked my arm out of her grasp.

"No I ain't letting dis creep talk like dat! Besides I know all bout dis lil jack ass!" I yelled and got in his face.

R.T. made an attempt to smack me and I was ready to block it, but Angel stepped in the way and he hit her instead. She stood dazed for a moment and then said, "I don't care if ye wanna hit me, but when ye try an hit me twin sista dats crossin de line!" and then she slapped him.

"Angel it's ok. Let im hit me." I pushed her aside and got back in his face. "I hoid all bout ye. I want ye te know something. If Spot ain't hea te soak ye, I'm gonna beat de shit outta ye if ye touch Angel again!"

"C'mon Angel. Bailey you, too. Jack won't be too happy if anythin happens to ye while yer hea." Spot said leading Angel towards the docks.

"Yeah, fine. I'm comin'," I said then got back into R.T.'s face, "but dis ain't ovah, kid. It ain't ovah fer a long shot," I moved away and started after Ang and Spot.

"Heya, Bai? Can wese talk fer a minute?" Frit asked and I nodded, walking over to him.

"S'matta, Frit?" I asked. He looked so uncomfortable and he looked anywhere but my eyes.

"Jack, uh, he kinda left a, um, message fer you, too," he stuttered as he said this, but I perked up.

"Oh, yeah? Whudd did Jackey-boy say?" I grinned, but then he looked into my eyes. I knew something was wrong.

"He said ta tell ya dat...well, dat...dere was fire at yer parents house..."

"And?" I prodded. I was freaking out. Wasn't I just there this morning?

"And dere weren't any survivahs..." he said and I sank to the ground. He sat next to me and pulled me into a hug. "I'se so sorry, Bai."

I couldn't say anything. 'How did the fire start? Was it intentional? Wait a second...The Delanceys...I swear the next time I see them...'

"We gotta get back to da lodgin' house, Bai. Jack said ta tell ya he'd get ya tamorrow after ya sell," Frit interupted my thoughts and I nodded, standing up.

"Frit," I said quietly and he looked at me, "don't tell nobody bout dis, kay? I don't wanna tell anybody unless I hafta," I practically begged and he nodded. I put up a front and I added a fake smile walking up to Angel, who was sneezing. "I hope yer not sick," I said to her and she sneezed again, "Bless you...again!"

"I've sneezed at least a hundred times. I've accomplished two things. Gettin a cold an not drownin!" she whined and we laughed.

"Well Spot must be used te it. He seems poifectly fine." I looked towards Spot who was talking with Blaze. "I think he should be sittin hea takin' care ah youse instead of socializin."

"It's ok. If it weren't fer im, so many things could a happened te me," she said with a dreamy look on her face as she looked towards Spot. "Besides it ain't his fault I'm sick…neva mind scratch dat. It is….makin' me stay till I accomplished somethin', mah butt!" she muttered and I laughed.

So sad...well, it's that time of the day! REVIEW TIME!!! You know you want to!!!