Spot smirked as Adelaide walked onto the docks.

Adelaide raised an eyebrow. "Rough day?"

"Well, first I got Vi hangin' around, askin' when I'm gonna marry her, then I had to tell Charlotte about…you know…Vi," he said. "I assume Char went straight to you, and you're here to put the final nail in my coffin."

Adelaide shook her head. "I come in peace."

"For once."

She smirked. "So how did Char take the news about Vi?"

Spot shrugged. "About as well as you'd expect."

"Screaming?"

"Uh-huh."

"Yelling?"

"Yup."

"She slap you?"

"Threw a crate at me."

Adelaide raised her eyebrows. "That's a new one."

Spot chuckled and nodded. "No kidding. I was pretty impressed, actually. Didn't think she'd be able to lift it over her head."

Adelaide watched him as he laughed, but his face fell when the laughter faded. Spot was hurting. He didn't mean to hurt anyone, and he hurt two people, and it killed him.

"You did the right thing, coming clean with everyone," she told him.

"Then why does it feel to lousy?"

Adelaide shrugged. "That's just the territory that comes with the mistakes you made."

"How is it you managed to go through life and do everything so right?"

Adelaide chuckled. "Believe me, I'm no angel."

"The stuff that happened here in Brooklyn don't count."

"I'm not talking about that. You make some mistakes, I make others."

"Yeah?" He raised his eyebrow. "Let me hear 'em."

"I blamed Skittery for when Tumbler got taken away. I yelled and screamed at him, saying that he should have protected him." She shrugged. "He was no more responsible for that than I was."

"That's one."

"I was awful to Snipeshooter for years. I would yell at him and blame him for every little thing - even if Tumbler got into trouble on his own."

"Two."

"I'm not going to stand here and list every mistake I've made just to make you feel better."

Spot shrugged. "Worth a shot. So what brings you over?"

"I came to tell you that things are changing," she said.

"How's that?"

"Skittery and I are getting married tomorrow."

Spot looked over at her and watched her for a few beats. "And you came to ask me if I could give you away?"

Adelaide rolled her eyes. "I came to tell you because this is gonna change things. I'm not going to come all this way because you want to talk to me anymore. Skitts and I are gonna start a life together, we're gonna have a family…"

"And you don't want me interfering?"

Adelaide watched him for a few beats. "You're still going to be my friend. But Skittery will be my husband."

"He's a lucky guy."

Adelaide gave him a smile.

There was an extended silence, as neither of them knew what more to say.

"So what are you gonna do now?" asked Adelaide. "About Char and Violet?"

"Since Char wants nothin' to do with me…I'll just take care of Vi and the baby."

"You're a good guy, Spot. I know you'll take good care of her."

Spot just nodded.

"I should go," she said. "Skittery found us a place and we're cleaning it out today." Adelaide turned and started to walk away.

"Aide," said Spot.

She turned around.

Spot took a few steps and closed the distance between them. He put his arms around her and pulled her into a hug. "I'm happy for you."

Adelaide smiled. "Thanks," she said, her voice muffled by his shoulder.

"If anyone deserves a happy ending, it's you."

End of Part 2


Author's Note: As I alluded to before, this is not necessarily the end of the story. In Part 3, Blade returns, still certain that Adelaide killed Ralphie and has plans to exact his revenge. Spot gets himself into more trouble that he sucks Adelaide into, and this time Skittery isn't quite as understanding. I'm still editing it. Let me know if you're interested! :-)