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"It's good t'see youse, Alex. Or, should Ise call youse Queenie know?"
Queenie gulped and looked into the eyes of a boy she betrayed.
"Hello, West," she said, trying to put on a brave face.
She never feared him until this moment. A devious smirk crawled across his face and he stood to his full height. Digging into his pocket and pulling out a few bucks and some coins, he wordlessly handed them to Captain, who nodded and tipped his hat mockingly in Queenie's direction.
"Somehow Ise always knew youse'd come crawlin' back t'me," West said, smirking triumphantly.
He strolled across the room and stared her down.
"Ise only had t'lose my territory, lose my newsies, and lose everythin' else dat I ever worked for."
She cringed at the way his temper and words flared.
"But it's okay."
Queenie sighed in relief. A relief that quickly vanished. Placing either hand on either side of her face, West leaned in so he was only a breath from her.
"Cause Ise gots you."
And with that, he crashed his lips to hers.
The next afternoon, Jazz and Spot set out. Jazz constantly attempted to drag out Spot's deeply-rooted idea that he had to personally seek the girl out, but to no avail. As they set out from Brooklyn to trek through territory Jazz hadn't rifled through.
"We'll start up in Queens, 'n' if wese don't find hers, wese'll go up through Harlem, and den East and West Side if wese gotta. Y'dig?"
Gulping, Jazz nodded and followed his leader. The pair of newsies walked through their territory and asked around for the girl. No one had seen her. Jazz and Spot only stopped when they got to the Lodging House at Queens. Using the top of his cane to knock on the front door, Spot and Jazz waited for a response. After a few moments, a small body answered the door.
"What d'youse want?"
The little boy's eyes narrowed as he looked up at the leader of Brooklyn. His little jaw ground in pure rage and he crossed his arms. Spot squatted down.
"What's your name, kid?"
Taking a step forward in a single act of defiance, the boy spoke.
"Rabbit."
Leaning on his cane, Spot opened his mouth to respond.
"Well, Rabbit. I'm Spot Conlon."
At the sound of those words, Rabbit slammed the door in the leader's face. Unable to control himself, Jazz laughed so hard his sides hurt. His leader gave him a dirty look, instantly silencing him. Raising his cane to knock again, Spot stood to meet whoever answered this time.
"Hello?" A boy, much larger and older said.
Jazz smiled and held out his hand, not even casting another look in Spot's direction.
"How goes it, Bear?"
The large boy smiled and shook his old friend's hand.
"Well enough, well enough. Wanna come inside?"
Taking the initiative, Jazz walked in. Straightening, Spot followed, although begrudgingly. Rabbit stayed behind Bear's legs, though he kept a hawk-like stare on the leader of Brooklyn.
"So, where's Rust? Enjoyin' his new territory?"
Bear nodded.
"He's enjoyin' it good enough. Missin' Queenie somethin' terrible though. Most of us are."
He looked at his little brother, knowing that his little brother took it maybe the hardest.
"So, youse ain't seen Queenie?" Spot asked, marred with confusion.
Shaking his head, Bear looked at the leader.
"We thought she was wit' youse."
Pushing from behind his older sibling, Rabbit lunged at Spot.
"What did youse do wit' Alex?" he asked, his eyes narrowed.
Holding the boy's shoulder to keep him still, Spot shook his head.
"Ise haven't done anything wit'er. Ise tryin' to find hers. She ran anway da night dat wese beat West outta here."
Uneasy, Rabbit stepped away from Spot.
"Wese haven't seen hers since she's been wit' youse," he said, accusingly.
Spot stood then and walked over to Bear.
"Youse haven't?"
Bear shook his head.
"Nah. Haven't seen West either."
A moment passed in silence.
"Okay. But if Ise find out-" Spot began to threaten.
Holding up his hands, Bear stepped back.
"Wese haven't seen her, Spot. Ise'd tell youse if we did."
Queenie pushed away from West after a moment of him attacking her lips.
"West-!" she said, scandalized as she stood away from him.
Running her hand across her mouth, disgusted, she shuddered. Looking at the boy, she that she hardly knew him anymore. He became something different all together, a dark, new creature who would soon haunt her nightmares.
"C'mon, Alex. Let's go."
He grabbed her by her arm, dragging her out of the door.
"Where're we going?" she asked, trying to wriggle from his grasp.
Releasing her, but putting her in front of him to keep her walking, he smiled.
"Wese're goin' t'get back what's ours, Alex. Goin' to get back Queens."
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