Les gripped his mug as someone draped a blanket over him. He had gone through this twice already but he still had no idea what to do. When his dad died, his mom was there, and when his mom passed away, he had an entire family of Newsies to help him. This time he was supposed to support an entire family of Newsies. He had failed. One of his little brothers was dead. The lodging house was just a pile of ashes. His little buddy was gone and nothing could ever bring him back.

"Hey, buddy."

"Hi, Davey"

Davey sat down next to Les and wrapped a comforting arm around his shoulders.

"So, Jack and Crutchie are almost out of school and they said they'd come over when they were done. The other boys are with Specs and Romeo at Jacobi's and-"

"Davey, what am I gonna do? The boys can't stay there forever and Pup. Pup is gone. I let him die."

"Les, shhh. Hey, it's okay you'll get through. You'll figure it out, but for now your boys need you."

"I can't. I can't face them, not yet."

"Yes. Yes you can. You're the boy that took on Pulitzer when you were nine. And right now you have to because they're relying on you."

"Davey…I-AHHHH!" Les screamed as a searing pain raced down his back. He looked behind him as fire engulfed him completely.

"Les! Les! LES! Wake up!" Davey gently shook his little brother awake.

"Davey?!"

"Ya, Les. I'm here. Calm down, you're movin' around too much. Your bandages are getting messed up."

"Davey! What happened? Pup?! The Lodging House?!"

"Les, everything's fine. Pup is in the next room over. The firefighters put the fire out before it did too much damage."

Les nodded in relief and took a deep breath. He looked around what appeared to be a hospital room. "What happened? I don't rememba much."

"I don't know. I just got here. Billy's on his way up. He knows everything."

"Okay."

"Are you okay? Do ya need anything?"

"I'm okay."

A nurse rapped sharply on the door. "Mista Jacobs, a boy named Billy is here to see you."

"Hey, Billy."

"Hi, Les."

"So what happened? I don't rememba much."

"Well there was a fire at the lodging house and when I got der from my sellin' spot, you punched a fire fighta, and then ya ran into the house."

"Les, you punched a fire-fighter? Do you know how much trouble you could be in for that?"

Les shot his brother a glare and turned back to Billy.

"Anyways, we's all waited for a minute until you ran out carrying Pup. Youse looked pretty okay until we noticed that your back was flamin'. So them fire-fighters put youse out and then carted ya here."

"Okay. That explains a lot. So, how are all the boys doin'? How's Pup?"

"Pup is fine; some smoke inhalation, but the doctas are gettin' pretty fed up wit him cause he keeps hidin' der equipment."

"Ha okay, what about da boys?"

"They're going on with their usual routine," Davey interjected. "And a few of them are staying with Jack and Katherine, some are staying with Crutchie, and the rest are staying with Specs and Romeo."

"Okay…hah!" Les yawned.

"Hey, buddy. Why don't you get some sleep? The doctor said you'd only be able to stay up for a few minutes at a time."

"Okay. Thanks, Billy."

Billy nodded and walked out of the room. Les closed his eyes and quickly started snoring.

"Sleep tight, buddy. I love you." Davey leaned down and gently kissed his brother's forehead as he pulled a blanket over his shoulders.

Sorry, sorry, I'm literally so sorry. Okay not really but I hope you enjoyed it. This is why I posted that random chapter about Romeo moving in with Specs. Ummmmmmmmm okay let's see I've really jumped onto the Hamilton band-wagon lately so you should watch their performance at Gypsy of The Year. It is amazing as a performance and the message that they are conveying is also spectacular.

Oh and another video that should be watched by everyone is the Broadway Backwards performance of Cell Block Tango. Ryan Steele is obviously amazing. So this marks the end of my uploading streak. It is 1:35 PM MST so good night, good morning, and good everything in-between.