A/n: Okay so I had some time yesterday, or actually a lot of time so I sat down and started writing and I ended up writing the whole chapter, but we are all glad about that! And incase you haven't noticed I told some of you that these chapters would be different, or maybe I didn't and just thought that I did, because I had originally planned for them to go to Queens in the last chapter but I thought of more so they won't be until maybe the end of the next chapter. But I hope you all like!
Disclaimer: I do not own Newsies. Skyler, Lucky, Artemis, and Dakota belong to xLittlexItalyx (Thank you very much for them) and Match and Hawk eye Betchya O' Connor, Spades belongs to my friend Britt (xXhoity toityXx-and if you don't already you should read her story!) and the rest belong to me.
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"So where's Rambler at?" Gambler asked after he had noticed that he hadn't walked in with the rest of the Manhattan gang.
"He said he was going down to the docks for a few minutes." Dakota replied. "I asked him if he wanted me to go with him and he said that he just wanted to be alone for a few. He's been pretty upset these past few days. Won't tell me what's wrong though." She shrugged her shoulders giving Gambler an I-don't-know-what-I-should-do look.
"Yeah I noticed that too." Skyler added in. "I asked him if he wanted to talk about anything and he said no and that he was fine."
"Ya know," Jack spoke up. "I think he started acting weird the day after you," He motioned to Gambler, "talked to him about going to Queens."
Everyone gave Gambler a questioning look and he raised his hands in defense. "I didn't say anything to him. I told him some of us where going to Queens to straighten things out and he said he was gonna come too."
"Yeah come on guys do you really think Gambler would do anything? They have been friends for as long as I can remember." Skyler said trying to stand up for him.
"Yeah too bad she can't even remember what she did yesterday." Race whispered to Artemis.
"Yeah and she does they same thing everyday, sells papes." Artemis whispered back.
"Hey I heard that." Skyler replied as she glared at the two. Everyone at the table laughed and Skyler let out a small smile. It wasn't anything personal to her, everyone made fun of everyone.
"No but I agree with Skyler." Blush said. "Maybe he is just worried or something. Or well in a few days it's..." She glanced around the table at everyone. "Ya know. Sammy."
Everyone nodded their heads. In a few days it will be a year since Sammy has died, and it was starting to hit everyone. Though it had been almost a year the memory of her hadn't faded from everyone's mind. And the night she died was remembered in perfect detail.
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Jack's P.O.V.
Like any other Friday Manhattan was going to Brooklyn for poker night. When we got their, it was like any other time, everyone drank, smoked, talked with friends, and played a lot of Poker, except I noticed that a few of the Brooklyn boys where missing along with Spots girl, Sammy, who was also a Brooklyn newsie.
All the Newsies where just sitting around listening to one of Races ridiculous stories about how he once again managed to smooth talk his way outta a fight with a few Queens's guys, and that's when Hustler, one of the Brooklyn boys who had been missing, came running in with a big message.
He said that there had been a fight and that someone was hurt, badly. No one was sure of who it was because right when he said someone was hurt everyone was out the door before he could finish.
Gambler and Rambler where in front, with Spot and me right behind them. My heart was pounding out of my chest, my vision was beginning to blur, and I got that dizzy feeling like when you sit up to fast. I had lived as a newsie long enough to know that when someone said someone was hurt badly, they where hurt badly! My mind was racing through everything that could have happened, causing me to only think the worse.
When we got down to the docks Spot stopped short causing me to almost run into him. Following his gaze my eyes landed on Sammy. She was spread on the ground lying in a pile of blood and covered in cuts and bruises. Both the Manhattan and Brooklyn leaders where at her side trying to see if she was okay, but she wasn't responding to anything.
I remember chocking on my breath. I tried blinking a few times to see if I would wake up, but I was still there. I wanted this all to be a tragic nightmare but it was all happening, and it was all very real!
Spot ran to her side calling her name, nudging her, shaking her, and anything else that might get her to respond. After a few minutes of her doing nothing Spot put his head in his hands and cried. Crying was something I had never seen Spot do until now, and then it hit me, we where too late…she had died!
Kneeling down next to Spot I rested my hand on his shoulder and tried to comfort him. Spot's tears had now stopped and he looked me in the eyes with a look I had never seen on him before. His normally glowing Blue/Grey eyes where now swirled together to form a stone cold look. That very moment he swore to me that he would do whatever it took to become leader of Brooklyn, and kill the guy that killed the only person he ever really cared about.
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"You okay there Jack?" Blink asked waving his hand in front of his face.
"Yeah I'm fine." He replied snapping back to reality swatting at Blink's hand.
It was silent for a while, everyone in their own thoughts. Sammy's death was a tragic memory for everyone, and now that they had gone almost a year without her it was hard. Every time you thought you where starting to forget another memory of her popped up from no where. It was like she was looking down on everyone, sending them good memories of her so that she wouldn't be forgotten.
"I think I'm gonna go out and see what's going on with Rambler." Gambler said breaking the silence. Everyone watched as he stood up and left the room.
"So do you think he really had something to do about it?" Spot asked, after Gambler left, in a whisper so that no one outside their little group would hear.
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Rambler stood at the edge of the docks looking out into the water. He wiped the tears out of his eyes and exhaled. "Why?" He whispered to know one. "Why is this all happening?" More tears started to fall from his eyes as he fell down onto his knees and buried his head in his hands. Feeling a hand on his shoulder he turned and saw that it was Gambler.
"You alright?" He asked trying to sound as sincere as he possibly could. "We could go through with this another night if you wanna."
"I just…" He gulped down the lump in his throat and wiped his eyes with his sleeve. "…don't think we should go through with it at all. Why can't we just forget the whole thing?"
"Forget the whole thing. We can't just forget it!" Gambler yelled. "It will never go away!"
"I never said it would go away!" Rambler yelled back getting to his feet. "I just think we should let it go. Why cause everyone so much pain again? Why make everyone remember?"
"That's not the point! Who knows what they could do next. Don't you want to do it for her?"
"I get to make the decision! Maybe I don't wanna do it, maybe she wouldn't want that!"
"Fine do whatever you want." Gambler sneered getting right into his face. "Just remember that when we are in Queens tonight your decision could cause a lot of people a lot more trouble!"
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"I don't know." Match replied. "He did act a little weird when we where all talking about it."
"Yeah but what could he have done to upset him that much?" Race asked.
"I don't think he had anything to do with it." Shadow added. "Besides even if he did it's not our business, so I think we should just stop talking about it before someone hears." Shadow looked at everyone one by one making sure they understood. Even though he was one of the younger boys and didn't hold any power over Brooklyn he was still respected. Shadow put his life on the line everyday and he always looked out for others. Besides power that's what got you respect in the world of newsie.
"Yeah he's right." Hustler said. "Just let it go, and maybe we will find out what's going on soon."
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Gambler started walking off the docks before Rambler put a hand on his shoulder causing him to turn around. "What the hell do you…" He started saying before Rambler punched his square in the jaw.
"She's my sister Gambler! I can make whatever decision I want, and don't go trying to make me feel bad just because you want to do this!" Rambler yelled at the top of his lungs.
Gambler wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand. Not knowing what to do or what to say he just stood there staring at his friend. They had never been in this kind of situation before. They have never even yelled at each other before. And now they where fighting over what to do when they got to Queens. And it was his entire fault. Rambler was right; he had no right to go around telling him what to do. It was his decision and he would be behind him on whatever he decided.
"It's just I don't know if it would be right, at least not now." Rambler said. "But I don't know maybe…"
"Listen you don't have to explain to me. I understand and you're right. This is your decision and I can't be going around trying to tell you what to do. This has to be your decision and your's alone." Gambler replied. "Now may not be the right time. There is a lot going on and we don't need anymore shit to deal with. So if you feel later would be better, or not at all, or just getting it over with now, whatever I will be behind you all the way."
"Thanks man." He smiled and patted Gambler on the shoulder. "Let's just forget it all now, I'll decide later."
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A/N: Hope you all liked it, and reviews would be lovely!