Author note: Glad you guys found the last chapter to be funny!

A banging came upon the front door, and I opened my eyes groggily. Spot had already left for work, so I groggily rose from the bed and walked to the front door.

I opened it up to find a very angry looking Scout. She stormed past me and into the apartment.

"Are you okay?" I asked, shutting the door.

"No," Scout said. "Where is Spot?"

"He's at work," I said, yawning. "What's going on?"

"It's Sarah!" she yelled. "Sarah is back!" I raised my eyebrows.

"Who's Sarah?"

"She was Jack's foist goil, and when he went off ta Santa Fe she got married, and now she wants 'im back!" I blinked a few times, letting this information sink in.

"Well, Jack wouldn't ever take her back, would he?" I asked.

"He's thinkin 'bout it!" Scout said, throwing her hands into the air in frustration. "I need ta talk ta Spot!" I nodded and quickly changed my clothes and left with Scout.

I remembered where Spot worked out of pure luck. Scout looked as if she were about to break down, and the last thing I wanted was to forget where my own husband worked.

The two of us walked into the fairly sized shop, and we walked up to the counter. I dinged the little bell and waited impatiently as two girls walked in from the back room.

"Welcome, I'm Connie, and dis is Rose, how can I help ya?" the first one asked. She had straight, light brown hair and green eyes, while the other one had black hair and brown eyes.

"I need to speak with Spot Conlon," I said, glancing back at my angered sister-in-law. Connie furrowed her eyebrows and shrugged, turning around to go back to the back room, but the other girl stopped her.

"Wait," she said. "What business do you have with him?" she asked me in a challenging voice.

"He's having some family issues," I told her, crossing my arms over my chest.

"I'm sorry, but unless he knows you then you can't see him," she said in a "stay away from him" voice. I slammed my hands down onto the counter and narrowed my eyes.

"He's my husband, bitch. Go get him!" Rose flinched and sent me an intense glare and twirled around, storming into the back room. Connie chuckled and followed her.

My words didn't seem to affect Scout seeing as her face was still stuck with that angry look.

Sooner than never Spot appeared from the back room, his clothes stained with paint, his light brown hair falling in his face.

"I worship youse," Spot said, leaning over the counter and kissing my lips. "I think ya scared Rose." I shrugged as Spot noticed his sister. "What's goin on?"

Scout nodded for me to tell him, seeing as she was livid.

"Jack's old girlfriend, Sarah, came back and is begging him to take her back," I said.

"So why is Scout here?" Spot asked. I glanced back at Scout.

"Jack is thinking about taking her back." Spot's expression changed immediately.

"What?" he nearly screamed. "I'm gonna kill 'im!" Spot stepped from behind the counter, wiping his hands down on a rag and then throwing it down onto the counter.

"Spot, you can't just leave work," I said, grabbing his shoulder.

"And why not?" he asked.

"Because you'll get fired!" Spot looked over at his sister and watched as she wiped her eyes.

"Nobody hoits my sistah and gets away with it!" Spot said venomously.

"Listen, I'll take care of her for now; see if you can get off of work early or something." Spot hesitantly nodded.

"A'right," he said. He kissed me once more before walking back to the back room, and I lead Scout out of the shop.

She was at loss for words, and still seemed to be in shock, but I slowly watched it all sink in.

Audience P.O.V

Spot stormed back into the back room and looked around for Mr. Walker. Spot made a move to walk towards him, but someone grabbed his arm.

Spot turned around, and groaned when he saw Rose. He yanked his arm away from her and turned to leave, but she gripped his wrist.

"And where do you think you're going?" she asked him. Spot rolled his eyes.

"Ta solve a problem, and da foist one I'm gonna solve is youse!" Rose giggled slightly.

"There isn't any need to solve me, Spot; I'll go willingly with you." Spot sighed in frustration.

"Did youse not jus' meet my wife?" he asked.

"Yeah, I did," Rose said, rolling her eyes.

"Good, now ya know dat she ain't gonna take shit from someone like youse!" Spot said.

"Oh please, I can take her on!" Rose said.

"Not if ya want a broken nose." Spot chuckled, recalling the times his wife had broken Madison and Racer's noses.

"You're too young to be taken," Rose said. "Live a little, and come have some fun."

"I hafta go," Spot said, the thought of murdering Jack swimming through his head. He turned back around and walked up to Mr. Walker.

Normal P.O.V

Scout and I sat in the apartment. She stared off into space and I didn't know what she was thinking. She was a Conlon, she was pro at hiding her feelings, but it was as clear as day to see that she was heartbroken.

The door opened, and in walked an even angrier Spot, his clothes still stained with paint. Scout looked up at him with sad eyes, and finally, she broke down.

She hugged her brother tightly, tears coursing down her cheeks. I could see Spot getting even angrier just to see his sister cry. He looked over at me, his eyes both loving and deadly.

Spot hugged his sister back, trying his best to comfort her.

"What did I do wrong?" she asked between sobs.

"Nothin," Spot said. "Youse did nothin wrong. Kelly ain't got no sense; yer one of the most beautiful goils on dis planet, and Sarah ain't nothin compared to ya!"

I blinked a few times, making sure I heard Spot right…yep! For the first time ever, Spot actually complimented his sister, and the compliment was definitely a fact.

I smiled to myself and rose from the couch, being sure not to run into anything as I walked over to the two siblings.

"Come on, Scout," I said. I led Scout over to the kitchen table and fixed her a cup of tea. Scout drank slowly, trying to forget her broken heart.

Spot paced the living room, his arms crossed firmly over his chest.

"I swear I'll kill 'im!" he said. I rubbed Scout's back soothingly.

"Spot, just sit and calm down," I said, walking over to him. I touched his shoulder, and Spot became less tense. He took in a deep breath and looked down at me.

"How could he do dat to 'er?" he asked me. I licked at my lips.

"He just isn't thinking," I said. "Maybe you should talk to him."

"Oh I'll talk ta him, alright. I'll teach 'im somethin he'll never foiget, and dat's ta never hoit a Conlon!" Spot said. I sighed deeply and led him over to the table, making him sit down.

"Listen, we're all mad, Spot, but we…we just have to calm down." Spot ran a hand through his hair and looked over at his sister.

"Where is he?" he asked her.

"At da lodgin house," Scout said hoarsely. Spot rose from the table and swiftly walked to the door.

"Spot, where are you going?" I called after him, running out into the hallway.

"Ta settle dis' stay here and look after 'er!" he then took off down the hall, not stopping or looking back. Spot wouldn't actually kill Jack…would he?

I then felt a bit scared and twirled around.

"Scout, we have to go!" I said quickly.

"But youse can't run," she said. "Yer pregnant."

"Then we'll speed walk!" Scout and I quickly walked out of the apartment and down the streets of Brooklyn.

Spot was long gone. He wasn't the pregnant one, so he could run! Just one little mistake can lead to a miscarriage, and I didn't want to lose this baby.

If those two fought, then all is lost for the Brooklyn and Manhattan friendship.

Scout still seemed to be broken up inside, but she was still able to keep me from getting hurt.

We hurriedly crossed the Brooklyn Bridge, and once we made it to Manhattan I felt fear rise into me.

Once we got near the statue, where the Manhattan newsies stay at, I could already see a fight.

Scout and I walked closer, and once we got close enough, I could see that it was Spot and Jack.

The two boys looked beaten up, but Spot looked murderous with the way he was fighting. There was a brunette, trying to get the boys to stop, and I took it this was Sarah.

"Stop it!" she shrieked. "Stop hurting each other!"

Spot sent Jack a punch and hit him flat in the nose, and began to beat the Manhattan leader with his cane. Spot really was going to kill him!

I then took off, leaving Scout behind. Spot didn't only look murderous, but Jack did too.

Manhattan newsies stood around them, screaming to the top of their lungs. Sarah had tears falling from her eyes.

"Don't hurt him!" she screamed to Spot. "Don't hurt him!" Oh please! Go back under your rock, you whore!

I finally made it to the fight, but doubled over in pain. I wanted so badly to puke right now, but I willed it away, trying to forget I had risked my baby's life by running.

"Spot, stop it!" I yelled. Spot didn't listen as him and Jack continued to fight.

Scout soon appeared at my side, and her eyes were blazing red with hatred as she saw Sarah, and Sarah seemed to hold the same hatred.

And just in an instant, Scout threw punches at Sarah, and Sarah clutched Scout's hair, pulling it.

I clutched my head in pain and sighed in frustration. Spot held Jack by the collar and held his fist up.

Without thinking I grabbed hold of his arm to stop him, and Spot must've not been thinking either.

He forcefully pushed me away, and I went flying backwards and landed on the ground.

Everybody stopped what they were doing as the world went in slow motion to me. Before I hit the ground all I could think about was my baby…

Next Chapter: Sage is afraid she lost her baby. Spot is angry with himself.

Jack and Scout fix their problem, by a break up or make up.

Author note: I am dearly sorry for leaving you here, but I had to put some more suspense here. LONG LIVE SPOT AND SAGE AND SCOUT AND NOT JACK!