A.N.~ Hello, humans! It's taken a long time, but I think I'm ready to update this story! I apologize if this chapter isn't as good as the first, but I'm trying! Let me know what you think of this new chapter! Did you like it, did you hate it, do you want me to write another? I would love to hear from ya'll! It really makes me feel motivated and happy to know that so many of you believe in me. Plus, your reviews are hilarious! They either make me weep with joy, or leave me in stiches! I loved an especially funny one by Sibunashadowhunter14! I love that you enjoyed my author's note and my story! I am one of those people that feels the need to reference random movies and songs for no reason, and it makes me happy that you enjoyed my randomness! I'm also glad that you felt the need to stand up to applaud me XD and I'm really curious where you did this? I could just picture myself in public going through this site trying to find a good story and actually standing up to applaud the author XD I could just picture the looks of confusion! Please feel free to PM me, I love fellow Phantom fans! But seriously, this chapter was tough to write. I felt like Katherine during Watch What Happens while I wrote this. I was practically pulling my hair out! Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this follow-up chapter! Love ya! And as Katherine says/sings "Let's Begin!"

Jack opens his eyes and lays there on the comfy bed, trying to bring the room into focus. As he looks around, his confusion starts to grow. He sits up, despite his dizziness, with panic.

Where the hell am I? He thinks, swinging his legs over the bed, despite his body's protests telling him to rest. He stands up shakily, and flops back on the bed as the room spins around him. This is just embarrassing. He thinks annoyedly as he stands up again, this time taking it slower.

When he thinks he can walk, he walks around the room, looking for clues as to how he got here. He notices his clothes laying around the smouldering fire in the fireplace, and quickly dresses himself, slightly embarrassed by his exposed chest.

As he ties his shoes, he looks out the window, watching as the sun rises over New York City. He stands up and walks over to the window leading out to the fire escape and opens it. He stands beside it for a moment, enjoying the cool morning air.

Suddenly, an idea hits him and he starts searching the room for paper and pencils. He walks over to the desk pushed against the wall on the other side of the room and digs through the drawers. His face lights up as he finally finds what he's looking for. He snatches a piece of paper out of the scrap drawer and a pencil from the neat little box in the next drawer down. As he walks back to the fire escape, his eyes land on Katherine, curled up in a ball on that way-too-small couch. A pang of guilt shoots through him as he remembers what happened the night before.

She shouldn't have to sleep on that uncomfortable thing. He thinks guiltily as he drops his new treasures on the table and walks over to her. He scoops her up and carries her over to the bed to lay her down.

He smiles to himself when she wraps her arms around his neck and leans into him. She nestles her face in the crook of his neck and sighs, sending warm air up his neck and making him shiver as he holds her. When he finally sets her down on the bed, he chuckles as she holds her arms out like a child and whines for him in her sleep. He reaches down and grabs her hand, while caressing her cheek, wanting her to feel safe with him. He smiles when he sees her relax, but frowns when he feels the heat radiating from her and presses his hand against her forehead, worry filling him. She musta caught my cold when she kissed me. He thinks, blushing at the memory. He stands up, releasing her hand to go and get that thermometer she used last night.

He finds it in the nightstand drawer and takes it into her bathroom to wash it off. He cleans it, dries it off, and brings it over to her, along with a cool washcloth for her head. He sits on the couch next to the bed and presses the cool cloth to her forehead, chuckling when she sighs with relief.

"Katherine," He calls softly as he caresses her cheek, trying to wake her up. She groans and rolls over in her sleep, not wanting to wake up. He chuckles and walks around the bed to kneel beside her head. "Katherine, come on, I gotta take ya temperature." He coos, pushing her auburn hair away from her sweaty forehead.

"Jack?" She asks, opening her glassy eyes and looking up at him, groggily.

"Yeah, Ace. I'm right here." He says, smiling down at her, fondly.

"Jack, I'm so hot." She says, laying her head on his hands.

Yeah ya are... He thinks as he looks at his angel. He shakes those thoughts out of his mind and focuses on her. "Here, let me take ya temperature." He says, pulling his hands free and taking the cold cloth from her, despite her protests. "I promise I'll give it back if ya behave." He says, making her sit up and pout on her bed, her lower lip protruding like a child.

"Promise?" She says, holding out her pinkie to him, making him laugh.

"I promise." He says, locking pinkies with her. "Now, open wide." He says and places the thermometer into her mouth, under her tongue. She laughs as he tries to remember how many seconds to count to, and how to read the mercury thermometer.

"Have you never used one before?" She asks, her childishness gone as she reaches over to grab it from him when he shakes his head.

"Well, me and the boys has never been able to." He defends, remembering when Race got sick and no one knew what to do. "They're too expensive." Suddenly, he remembers what he should be doing. "I gotta go!" He says, remembering that he was supposed to be selling papers today. He starts off towards the fire escape, but stops when he starts to cough, getting lightheaded by the sudden fit.

Katherine gets up and walks over to him, guiding him over to the couch, despite his protests for her to get back to bed. She sits him down and shoves the thermometer in his mouth, ignoring his further protests that he's fine. "Jack, there's only so much better you can get after one night's rest." She says, coughing a little into her sleeve.

"But I feel betta!" He defends when she pulls the thermometer out of his mouth.

"Just because you feel a little better, doesn't mean you can go running off!" She yells back, not taking her eyes off the thermometer as she tries to read it. "If you go out there now, you'll just get worse. Trust me, the boys wouldn't want you to get sicker, would they?" She asks, her tone softening as she looks away from the thermometer to look at him.

"No, I guess they wouldn't." He says, slumping against the couch in defeat, remembering what she said to him last night. "Jack Kelly, you need to rest, even if it's forced." Her words echo in his mind as he sighs and looks at her.

"Alright, Miss Smarty Pants, what does it say?"

"102"

"And what was yours?"

"102"

Jack frowns, disappointed that his fever only dropped one degree. "Well, what do we do now?" He asks, making her laugh at him.

"Well...we could roast Marshmallows?" She offered, earning a raised brow from Jack.

"What are those?" He asks, making Katherine giggle again at his confusion.

"They're this candy my father got me from France. They are these little spongy blobs that come in all sorts of shapes." She explains, causing him to nod in understanding. "They are actually really good when you stick them in a fire and toast them."

"Well, where are they? I want one!" He teases, reminding her of an impatient child.

"They're in the pantry downstairs in the kitchen!" She says, smothering her giggles. "Come on, we'll go get some!" She grabs his hand and starts pulling him towards the door, but he stops short, looking nervous.

"What about ya father? I don't think he'd want me raidin' his pantry."

"Don't worry, Jack! He's at work by now!" She reassures him, trying to make him feel better.

"Are ya sure?" He asks, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Well...no..."

"Katherine!" He laughs, his smile making Katherine melt.

Suddenly, an idea hits her and she sits him back down on the couch. "Tell you what, I'll go and get the Marshmallows, and even some hot chocolate, then we'll stay up here all day and get better. Okay?"

He thinks about it for a second, and then nods, liking the idea. "Sounds good to me." He replies, smiling up at her.

"Okay, you stay here." She says, feeling like she's talking to her new puppy rather than a 17 year old boy. "I'll be right back."

"Okay, Katherine." He says, smiling at her.

"If I find you on that fire escape, so help me, I will-"

"Katherine." He interrupts, grabbing her hands and looking into her eyes. "I promise, I won't move. Just don't worry 'bout me, okay?"

She smiles and presses a kiss to his forehead before leaving the room, making sure to be quiet as she shuts the door behind her. With any luck, her father will be at work and won't give her any problems. One of the perks of not having servants is that she usually has free-roam of the mansion when her father is at work. She creeps down the stairs and walks into the kitchen, sighing with relief when she sees it empty. She coughs into her sleeve before walking up to the pantry and grabbing what she needs to make the treats for her and Jack.

When Katherine leaves, Jack lays back on the small couch, chuckling when his legs dangle off the side of it. He gets up and walks over to the table where he dropped his drawing materials and moves back to the couch. He sits on the edge and uses the night table to draw.

He starts to sketch the sunrise, remembering the way that the morning glow lit the city with its golden hue. He wishes he has some of Medda's paint to use, but decides to use the pencil to his advantage. He starts blending the graphite on the paper, blurring the sharp edges of the buildings. But, when he finishes his sunrise, Katherine still isn't back.

What if she ran into her father? He thinks, starting to panic. He gets up and begins to pace as he imagines the possible things that could be taking her so long. Maybe she fell on the stairs? Or maybe she had to go to the market? What if she had a coughing fit and passed out on her way to the market?!

Before his mind could wander any further, the door opened and Katherine stood there holding a tray of goodies for the two of them. "Hey! You said you wouldn't move!" She teases, setting the food laden tray down on the bed. He smiles at her and looks over the goodies, amazed that she has this much food in her house.

"Where'd ya get all this?" Jack asks, not taking his eyes off of the practical feast in front of him.

"Well, I figured that we should probably eat more than just marshmallows if we wanted to get better!" She says, giggling as she walks over to the fireplace and starts a fire with the matches sitting on the mantle. When the fire's made, she walks back over to Jack. She looks back up at him and giggles at his constant staring at the food. "Jack, I promise, it's not going to get up and walk away."

He looks at her and laughs, glaring at her with mock anger. He opens his mouth to say something, but she shoves a marshmallow in it, causing his face to light up with childlike delight.

She giggles and carries the tray back to the fire, wanting to roast marshmallows as soon as possible. She quickly sets up the marshmallows on the ends of the 2 rods she brought upstairs with her and hands one to Jack.

"Go ahead, just stick it in the fire." She says, holding her own over the fire at a safe distance from the flames. Jack mimics her, before deciding that this process is too slow and sticks it further into the flames. Immediately, the small treat catches fire, and he pulls it out, unsure what to do. Katherine leans over and blows out the flames before taking a bite of the charred marshmallow.

Finally, after about 5 marshmallows, Katherine decides it's time to eat some real food. She brings Jack his plate of eggs and toast and forces him to eat.

"But, I like the Marshmallows!" he complains, gesturing to the charred treat on the end of his rod and takes a bite of it, the gooey snack getting on his lips, making Katherine laugh. "What?" he asks, not able to see it. But Katherine is too busy laughing to reply. "What is it, Katherine!"

After about a minute of laughing and frustrating Jack, Katherine pulls herself together and leans forward. "Here, I'll get it." She says and kisses him before he can tell her not to. When they both pull back, they fight for air before laughing at each other.

As they sit in front of the fire eating their breakfast, Jack suddenly grows serious. He sits, his food forgotten staring into the fire, lost in thought. Katherine looks over at him, concerned by sudden change in behavior.

"Jack?" She asks, snapping him out of his trance. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." He says, rubbing his eyes. "I just, I shouldn't be doin' this right now."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, all of those kids out there are standing in the snow selling papes, probably getting sick themselves, and I'm in here feasting on french candy and fancy breakfast!" He exclaims, abandoning his plate and walking over to the window. "I just, feel guilty. It doesn't feel right knowing all of those boys are out there starving while I'm eatin' like a king in here!"

"Jack, honey, you shouldn't feel guilty." Katherine says, walking over to him and wrapping her arms around his shoulders. "You're just trying to get better. Tomorrow, you'll be well enough to go back to work and provide for your boys." She turns him around so that he's facing her and looks him straight in the eyes. "But right now, you need to focus on getting better. Tomorrow, we'll make the boys breakfast and bring it to them on the front lines, okay?"

He nods and she pulls him back over to the fire. "Now, finish your breakfast, Jack Kelly, or no more marshmallows!" She commands, sounding like a strict mother. He smiles at her and shovels the rest of the food on his plate into his mouth, anxious for more of the spongy white candies.

"Okay, okay, you're turn." Katherine giggles as she snuggles into Jack's chest on her bed. They had finished eating a while ago, and they were now playing a game of Questions and Answers. They would play Questions and Commands, but neither of them had the energy. They changed the game so that one of them would ask whether the other wanted to ask a question, or answer one. Jack kept asking her outrageous questions and making her laugh, despite the boring premise of their new game.

"Okay, question or answer?" He asks, looking down at her.

"Answer."

"Okay, ask away!"

"Um...do you like me?" She asks, blushing deeply.

After a second of thinking about it, he responds, ready to be cheesy for her. "No, Katherine. I don't like ya." He waited a few seconds before saying, "I love ya. Yous my Ace and my reason to keep goin'. I know we've only known each other for a couple of months, but I've never felt like this before, and I don't ever want to stop." With that, he grabs her cheeks, and kisses her right there. Despite the fact that they're both sick as dogs, and exhausted, they kiss with so much passion, that when they pull back for air, Katherine's got tunnel vision and she's so dizzy, it looks like there's at least 2 Jack's, not just one.

"Your turn." He breathes, brushing her hair from her eyes. "I want an answer." He says, smiling at her.

"What's the question?"

"Do ya like me?"

Without missing a beat, Katherine grabs his face and pulls him towards her, kissing him passionately, as if trying to top his previous kiss. When they both pull back, they both start to cough and laugh at each other. "Does that answer your question?" She wheezes, smiling at him. He smiles back and wraps his arms around her. They both lay there cuddling for what feels like forever, before they finally fall asleep, wrapped in each other's arms.

A.N~ How was that? I wanted to make it extra long for you guys, since you've had to wait SOOOOOO LONG! 6 months is waaaaaaaay too long, in my opinion. So I hope this makes up for it! Please let me know if you want more, or if you think this is a good place to end it. I legitimately spent 5 hours writing this, but it's worth it! I love you guys, and I can't wait to hear your opinions! By the way, I have to clear up a couple of things before I go.

#1 - Technically, they could have had roasted marshmallows during this time period. The Newsies Revolution took place in 1899, and Marshmallows were invented in France in the 1800's. Katherine's father is very rich, and probably would have gotten them as a present from someone wanting to get ahead in the news business or someone wanting to court Katherine. Technically, they were brought to America in the 1900's but they weren't popular in the US until the 1920's. And, fun fact! The plant they used to make Marshmallows also contained a sap that was used to cure soothe sore throats and colds. I didn't even know that, but it's pretty cool! So when you're sick, have a couple of S'mores, and you'll probably feel better!... I think... Don't quote me on that...

#2 - The game that they play at the end is a variation of Truth or Dare. It's actually a game that's been played for Centuries, but they used to call it Questions and Commands. It even dates back to Ancient Greece! That's some popular shtuff!

#3 - I tried to write some of Jack's New York accent in this time around, I'm sorry if it got annoying, I just figured it would show just how deep the contrast between Jack and Katherine really is.

Anyways, I really hope you guys enjoyed this and I would like to say thank you to some people real quick.

KnightNight7203 - Thank you for the kind words! I'm glad you love my characterization and what I did with Jack! Thank you for reading my work! I'm a huge fan of yours! I love the way you analyze your and other author's writing. It's a quality I wish I had! I really love your stories and I really want to read more!

avalonsnow15 - How are you, Darling! I was reading your stories all day today and I have to say, I am in love with them! I love your characterization of Jack and Katherine! By the way, More than a Talent was beautiful! I'm probably going to re-read it soon, and I'll make sure to keep you in mind. Please keep writing, you have a gift!

PrettyLittleMonster - I'm glad you like my writing, your work really did inspire me! It inspired me to create something as beautiful as you did. I love your stories from Doctor Who to Newsies to Bonnie and Clyde. They are so beautiful and I love each moment. Thank you for checking out my story! I really want to see more writing from you, dear!

For all 3 of you, and the person who reviewed it as 'Guest' Thank you for taking the time to read my work! I really appreciate each and every one of you, please, feel free to PM me anytime. Whether it's for a story idea, or constructive criticism, or just to talk about Fanfiction. I would love to get to know you guys! I love ya'll and I'll see ya next time! "Till then, don't you go changin'!" NAME THE MOVIE!

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