A/N: Lillith here. Like Jess' last story, this takes place sometime after Ghoul and Woof's escape. Also, there IS an OC in this, one I've come to love since creating her for the sole purpose of this single story X3 Expect to see more of her.

Ghoul grimaced as his stomach growled loudly.

He and Woof had only been traveling for about a day without a full meal, and he'd gone much longer without eating after he'd left home, but apparently jail had softened him up, gotten him used to 3 squares a day.

Ghoul looked into his bag and sided. The supply of non-perishable foods was dangerously low, and they still had a lot of ground to cover. He stared into the near empty bag for a few more seconds before turning to look at Woof. The spliced hyena was looking rather thin and on the hungry side. But where would they find food? They were still too close to Gotham for comfort, and had no money.

Knowing that thinking about it would make him even hungrier, Ghoul decided to first worry about where they were going to stop for the night, noticing the sun dipping below the horizon. Luckily they were in a very decrepid part of whatever town they were in, a place filled with druggies and squatters, and all manner of criminals. People who wouldn't dare report them to the police.

There were two large, rather abandoned looking buildings with a narrow alley between them, almost completely shadowed and just wide enough for him to stretch his legs. Sitting against the wall far back enough that they couldn't be seen, Ghoul listened to the sounds of a street fight going on not far away as Woof curled up beside him, quickly falling asleep. The sounds of yelling and gunshots should have kept him awake, but instead he found he couldn't keep his eyes open.

When he woke up, the first thing he noticed was the smell of food. And sure enough, there was an assortment of messily thrown together (but still quite appetizing considering how hungry he was) sandwiches. Woof was already wide awake and helping himself.

The second thing he noticed was that they weren't alone.

Sitting closer to the entrance of the alley, watching them intently, was a girl. She had her knees drawn up close to her chest and he head was resting on them, matted and dirty dark brown hair falling across her torn jeans. She looked young, maybe 9 or 10. He froze, but Woof seemed to be completely comfortable with her presence. He looked warily at the food.

"It's not poisoned, you know. You can eat it." The girl said. He was startled by her voice and nearly jumped. "Your friend there's been eating for 20 minutes and he's fine, isn't he? So go ahead." It was very tempting, since he was starving. He picked up one of the sandwiches and took a bite.

He ended up eating more than half of the giant heap of sandwiches, he was so hungry. The girl sat there and watched them the entire time, never saying a word.

"You guys broke out of jail, didn't you?"

Woof and Ghoul looked at her, frozen. Was she going to turn them in?

"I saw you on the news a while ago, when you were arrested. I didn't think they'd let you out. So, did you break out?" she asked. She looked at them closely. "I'm not going to turn you in. I just want to know."

Still unsure about whether or not to trust her, Ghoul and Woof exchanged a wary look. She merely sat there, waiting patiently for her reply.

Finally, Ghoul nodded, his mouth still full. She didn't pry any more. After all the sandwiches were gone, she rose to her feet and dusted herself off.

"Well, I better go." she said.

"Why'd you bring us food, anyway?" Ghoul asked. She looked at him oddly, as if the answer was obvious.

"I just thought you might be hungry, that's all." she said. "I saw you come into this alley last night. If you get hungry again, I live over there." she explained, pointing toa building across the street, at a window on the far left. She turned and smiled at them once before trotting back to the building, leaving them confused.

Although the promise of food was tempting, they didn't dare wait any longer in case someone decided they were brave enough to contact the police. Just a few hours later they left their alleyway and began walking down what seemed to be the only main road in the town, when they heard someone call out to them to wait.

They turned and saw the young girl running towards them, a plastic bag in her hand.

"I thought you might need something to eat on your way, seeing how much you guys ate earlier." She handed Ghoul the bag, which was filled to the bursting point with what seemed to be the entire non-perishable contents of a convienience store, from chocolate and granola bars to bottled water and carbonated drinks.

"Thanks, kid." Ghoul said, putting the contents of the bag into his own.

"No problem. My dad left some money for me after my mom died. I thought maybe I should spread the wealth." she explained. "And my name's Juniper. Or Juni."

"Well, seeya around, Juni." Ghoul said, as he and Woof turned to leave once again.

"Oh, and one more thing." she said. "Don't get caught."

"You'll be the first to know." was all he said in reply. Woof looked over his shoulder at her once, and she smiled and gently waved, before someone called her name and she ran back to her apartment building.

It wouldn't be the last time they'd meet Juniper, but it was one of the more memorable.