A/N: sorry this isn't as long as the others, but I don't have much time anymore, I have my last exams this week followed by finals, but by the end of may ill be done and should be able to update more. If I do find time this might be updated sooner…

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Penculiarjuliar- I have thought about Jack for this..but im not sure if I want this to be a romance…but then again these do write themselves sometimes soo well seee

I followed Spot upstairs and into the bunkroom which was still lively with the poker game. I somehow got the same reaction as the other night, having the silence come across the room as the confused faces glanced at me. Maybe it was the fact that Spot had come back with me, I don't know no but I sent them a warning glare, and especially one to Jack.

"Heya Spot we were wondering where ya ran off to" Race said shuffling the cards in his hands, "Ya want to deal in?"

Spot waved his hand, "In a little Race, just make sure ya have enough money to lose to me later" Race shook his head and dealt out the cards, allowing the others to focus back on the game.

Jack raised his eyebrows at the two of us, and pointed to the outside window. Spot nodded and followed Jack as he went onto the roof. Sighing I followed as well…knowing it was about me anyways.

We stood in silence on the small roof, none of us wanting to talk. I glanced between Jack and Spot hoping one of them would speak first.

"What's goin' on?" Jack finally asked, since he was still confused about why Spot brought me back.

"What do ya mean what's goin on', my sista's in trouble and I'm helpin' her out"

Jack and I both rolled our eyes at the comment, we knew he had refused to help me out earlier.

"Can she stay here for a little, until I find her a place to stay outta trouble?" Spot continued on, addressing Jack only this time.

My eyes glowed as I turned to Spot, "What do ya mean stay here, I aint stayin, I need to go back. Get that through ya head"

He turned to me, stepping closer "Why can't ya get it through YOURE head that ya don't have to work there…and I'm not goin to let ya go back."

"Ya may be the leader of ya own newsies but ya aint the leader of me. If I don't go back I'm dead" I yelled back at him, this was turning into another yelling match. Once we started neither wanted to stop. Luckily Jack was there to monitor it.

"Alright ya two calm down for a minute." Jack said as he stepped between us, giving both of us a slight push backwards. Instead of glaring at one another we both focused our stares to Jack. He shook his head lightly, "Why cant ya just quit ya job, unless ya like bein' in trouble everyday?"

"Well ya aint exactly out of trouble bein a newsie either. Its not like I want to go back to my job, its not fun for most girls to be used everyday of their life, but until I pay Brady back, I'm stuck" Jack's face turned into frowned as if he was thinking hard.

"Well if ya were smarter in the first place and not got a job like that this would have never happened." Spot mumbled…but it was enough for all of us to hear.

Jack turned to Spot flashing him a disapproving look.

"Ya left me at home…what was I supposed to do. I was offered a job and a place to live, that was more than ya ever gave me. Ya cant change the past so forget about it." I snapped back, neither said anything so I continued. "You know what, I wont go back tomorrow, and lets just see what happens, but if I wind up dead later don't say I didn't warn ya." With that I walked back into the bunk room.

Although I wasn't sure were to go I went to the bunk I used the other night, which I assumed was Spots but I didn't care I climbed into it and turned over to face the wall near by.

----Pov change---

The sounds from the streets could be heard clearly as Jack and Spot stared at the window that Autumn had just gone through.

Spot sat down in a heavy thud. As he sat on the roof he took in a long breath of the somewhat fresh air. He gazed at the surrounding buildings, when he noticed Jack's figure join him in a sitting position.

"When ya first came for my help during the strike, I knew when the right time for Brooklyn to step in was. But with this I'm tryin' to step in but I'm too late." Spot spoke slowly and for once sincerely, no wall was up around him. This was something only Jack had seen him do.

"We aren't to late Spot, we just have to keep her sage from this Brady guy"

"Brooklyn would be safe, but I don't know Jack," Spot thought out loud, he knew bringing her to Brooklyn would be the best idea but somehow he didn't feel right about it.

"It would be but shes like ya Spot, she ain't a runner"

They both nodded to themselves and soon they retired to the bunk room. They played a few rounds of poker while Autumn slowly drifted off to sleep.

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The next morning I woke up at the crack of dawn…again. I groaned this wasn't a great habit I was taking up. I watched as the newsies scrambled to get ready for the day. I hadn't any idea of what to do today.

Maybe I could find Spring in the afternoon and talk to her. I wasn't sure if I should just go back to the house, or actually try to lay low for awhile.

Spot soon appeared by my bed, "what are ya plannin' to do today?" I shrugged, still trying to figure that out in my own head.

"I'm gonna sell in hattan today, just stay around here till lunch, I'll come back for ya then" I frowned as he spoke, I never liked to take orders from my brother, and now that I'm older I think I hate it more.

I nodded at his request and rolled over to hopefully sleep some more. Although I hadn't intended to stay put until Spot came back, I at least pretended like I would. I soon heard the newsies all leave. I almost laughed at the silence that came behind the boys leaving, but it was nice and helped me fall asleep for a little.

As the afternoon came around, I thought about waiting around for Spot, but goin to look for Spring sounded like a better idea. So I snuck out onto the streets hoping Jack and some others would be eating lunch and not notice me up and about.

I waited at a corner across the street from the house, waiting and hoping Spring would come out soon. I laughed silently when I realized how ironic it was for me to be waiting on a corner.

As time drifted on I grew impatient of waiting. Feeling somehow fearless and invincible I decided to just want in and get my stuff. I planned on "quitting", yet I wasn't sure if that was even a word to be used with my profession. I knew this wasn't the brightest idea I had, but at the time my feet were working faster than my head. In no time I was across the street pushing the door open.

The minute I stepped back into the house I regretted it, my fear was washed away as I noticed Brady's office door open. I cursed myself for not thinking this through. I hurried up the stairs, trying to be quiet and not let the boards creak.

Once upstairs I gathered the little, normal clothing I had, some pants, skirts and shorts. I glanced down at the small revealing dresses and tops I had to work in. this time when I glanced at them I felt ashamed to have been wearing those so often. Shaking myself back to reality I grabbed some other necessities

As I turned around to leave my room I froze. There was the one person I hoped wouldn't see me.

He leaned on the door frame so casually but his own build scared me. He watched me, in silence and I didn't even know how to play this one off. "I hope you're just cleaning Autumn"

I looked around at the clothes I had collected, I let my head fall slightly not wanting to make eye contact with him; "I'm leavin'" I spoke softly.

I heard him move into the room more, "Your what?" the anger was evident in his voice but it was now or never for me, and once my mind was made up I couldn't go back.

At that moment I looked back at him, my cold eyes met his. "I'm done bein ya whore" I growled even surprising myself.