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"So..." I opened my eyes a crack to look at Michael, who was standing awkwardly by the foot of the bed.

Carroll had went to call Darry and Vivian had said something about dinner, leaving me and Michael in their guest bedroom.

I quirked my eyebrow, Ponyboy says its a habit of mine, and waited for him to continue.

"Where do you live?" Michael asked as he nervously shifted from foot to foot. I don't blame him for being nervous, if I wasn't hurting so bad I wouldn't be able to stay still either. It's not everyday you meet the brother you never knew you had.

"Tulsa, west side," I answer as I pushed myself into more of a setting position.

"Gee I've never been to the west side before! What's it like?" Michael asked with naive excitement as he set down on the foot of the bed with his legs crossed Indian style.

I smiled and snorted lightly, "well, there's not really much to tell about it. Most everyone's a poor greaser, there's a few gangs,"

"Gangs!? As in real live gangs that have rumbles and, and, gang stuff?!" Michael cut me off.

"No I mean chickens," I sarcastically replied. Michael just gave me a confused look. "Yes, real gang," I clarified for his sake.

"How many gangs are there?"

"Four: the Brumly's, Tim Shepherds gang, Motorcycleboy's gang and then then the Curtis gang, that's the one I'm in, though Tim Shepherd has been hanging with us a lot since his younger brother Curly was put in the pin and Dal-" I cut myself off before I said his name. I hand really said his name out loud since it had happened.

Thankfully, Michael didn't press the matter asked another question, "Who all's in your gang?"

I smiled before answering, "well there's me, Steve Randle, and the Curtis brothers, Darry, Sodapop and Ponyboy, and yes, that's their real names."

Michael's eyes widened, "Ponyboy Curtis is in your gang? Isn't he one of the boys who saved those kids in that church fire?" I nodded, "and that other boy that was with him, was he in your gang too?"

I nodded again, "His name was Johnny Cade."

"And there was a hood there too, I read all about it in the newspaper, was he in your gang?"

I tensed, nodding once more, "Dallas Winston," his name came out a horas whisper, which I quickly covered with a shaky cough.

"What about... your family?" Michael asked.

"Ma works two jobs, my kid sister hangs with the wrong crowd, she's about a year older then you," I explained.

"What's her name?" With this question it dawned on me that Michael was Sarah's brother too, how will Sarah react to this? Should I even tell her?

"Her name is Sarah."

We talked for a while longer, about things we liked, things we disliked, things we've done, things we want to to do, just getting to know each other. Turns out, Michael's a pretty cool cat.

"Glory Two-Bit! What happened to you?!" I was so engrossed in me and Michael's conversation that I hadn't even noticed Darry was here until he walked through the bedroom door.

"Oh, heeeey Darry!" I said with a lopsided grin, maybe I should have called Tim Shepherd, Darry always gets works up when one of us gets hurt.

"Don't hey Darry me, what were you thinking? Oh I know, you weren't thinking! I swear one of these days, Two-Bit, your gonna get yourself killed," Darry went on about how none of us had ever used our heads for more then growing hair and how between me and Pony he would be gray before his time. I just set and listened with a blank look on my face until he finished.

"So we're good, right?" I asked with my best innocent expression on my face.

Darry sighed, his shoulders slumping in defeat as he did and exasperated face palm.

"Oh come on Superman, it's not like I meant to get jumped!" Suddenly remembering Michael was still in the room I excitedly waved Darry over.

"Dar, come 'ere, you gotta meet someone," I said as he walked over, "this is Michael, my brother." This stopped him in his tracks as he looked from me to Michael.

Finally regaining his composure, Darry held out his hand toward Michael, "it's nice to meet you, you do kinda look alike." Michael smiled and shook his hand.

Darry then turned to me, he looked me over with a frown before shaking his head, "alright, come on Two-Bit, lets get you home," he said as he helped me up. I groaned as I stood beside him, swaying slightly. Darry helped me put my arm over his shoulders, which were much higher then I would have liked, and he gently put his arm around me and hooked his fingers in one of my belt loops so he could have a better hold on me without hurting me.

Michael had gotten up and now stood by the door watching us.

"Michael, thanks," I said with a small smile, "if your ever in Tulsa, look me up."

"You bet, Two-Bit," he replied with a bright smile, "it was good to finally meet you, just wish it were under better circumstances," he added with a light chuckle.

"Yeah, you and me both, kid." I smiled as Darry helped me down the hallway, Michael following us.

We stopped in front of the door and Darry turned to Carroll and Vivian, "thank you both for taking care of him."

Vivian just nodded while Carroll said, "anytime, it was good to see you again, Keith." I just gritted my teeth and nodded, forcing a smile.

Darry helped me out the door and out to his old red truck. Michael followed us out and stood on the on the porch watching us and waving a we pulled out of the driveway. Darry waved back and I just gave Michael a nod.

As we drove out of town, Darry had an annoyingly pleasant smile on his face.

"What's got you so happy?" I asked tiredly.

"Nothing," was his simple reply.

I huffed and leaned my head against the window, my eyes slowly drifting shut.

"Wake up, we're almost there," Darry said as he gently shook me awake.

"Take me to your place, Ma will flip if she sees me like this," I mumbled as I looked around at the familiar surroundings.

"Okay, but what how are you going to keep her from seeing you?" Darry questioned.

"I'll tell her I'm stayin' over at your place for a few days, I've done it before," I answered as I gingerly set up straighter.

Darry just shrugged and spared a quick glance my way.

We soon turned into the Curtis's drive way. Steve and Soda were out in the yard wrestling, while Ponyboy and Tim Shepherd were on the porch, Pony was reading some book and Tim was leaning on the porch rail watching Soda and Steve rolling around with an amused look on his face.

Darry parked the truck and quickly got out and walked around to my door. I tried to move away from the door because I was leaning on it, but was too slow. I let out a strangled yelp as Darry opened the door and I started to fall out, I shut my eyes tightly and tensed, waiting to hit the ground. However, I was jolted to a painful stop as Darry grabbed my shoulder tightly, he stopped me from hitting the ground but it didn't really help my ribs.

I groaned and gritted my teeth as Darry pushed me back up into the set. I slowly opened my eyes and looked around again, Steve and Soda were now standing side by side in the yard worriedly looking at me and Darry, Tim was also watching us. The only person not watching us Pony, who was so engrossed in his book that he hadn't even looked up.

I pushed myself up and out of the truck, keeping an iron grip on the door. Darry quickly looped an arm around me and closed the door behind me. I leaned heavily on him a he helped me through the yard and up the steps onto the porch. Steve and Soda quickly followed after us.

As we reached the top of the steps Pony looked up from his book.

"Glory Two-Bit! What happened to you!?" Pony exclaimed as he sprang up from his set, his book falling to the ground.

I snorted before looking at Darry, "it's almost like your related or somethin'," I said dryly. Darry chuckled with a smirk and Pony just looked really confused.

"I said the exact same thing when I saw him," Darry explain to Ponyboy as he walked me past him and to the door, which Tim was holding open for us.

I quirked an eyebrow at Tim as we passed him, "aw, I didn't know you cared so much Timmy!" I joke. He just glared at me.

Darry led me inside and directed me to the couch. I set down with a groan, leaning back with my eyes closed.

"Well are you gonna tell us what happened or are you just going to set there like a bump on a log?" I opened my eyes to see Soda elbow Steve and Steve mouth a 'what'.

I groaned as I closed my eyes again.

"You don't have to tell us right now if you do t want to," Darry said as he set down in his chair.

I opened my eyes as Pony plopped down on the couch beside me, setting his book on the coffee table. Steve and Soda opted to set on the floor, watching me expectantly.

I sighed as a began my tale.

"Well ya see, there I was, minding my own business," Steve stopped me here.

"Two-Bit, when have you ever minded your own business?" Everyone laughed at this.

I glared at him, "do you want to hear my story or not?"

He crossed his arms but didn't say anything.

"That's what I thought," I said smugly before continuing, "there I was, minding my own business, when up walks these ten, huge hoods!"