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That night, Athena laid awake in her bed, listening to the sounds of snoring, snorts and rustling of bed sheets. She stared at the ceiling, thinking about what happened what happened at the docks. She contemplated it. Was Conlon right? Was Roan going to forget about her? Was he going to think that she was no longer of use to him? Were her friends going to make the attempt to rescue her? These thoughts started a doubting war in her subconscious. It made her restless and she could take it! Sighing in frustration, Athena threw back the covers and walked down the hall into Spot's room. The door was locked and in the slight crack between the door and the floor, no light shed from underneath it. She jimmied the lock to find it unlock and open. Athena stepped inside and saw Spot's sleeping form on the bed. His covers mused around him in a boyish messy way. She walked closer to him, her shadow looming over him like a darkness swallowing him whole. She placed a hand on his shoulders and shook him.

"Conlon!" She hissed at him, he stirred and turned over.

"Conlon!" She attempted again, he shrugged her off.

"Spot!" She yelled slightly, making his eyes batter in a sleepy way. He looked up at her and reached over, turning the oil lamp on. He sat up, his bare chest bathing in the dim light provided.

"What?" He asked, his voice drowned in sleep, he made room for her on the bed.

"What do you know about Roan's army."
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Meanwhile, back in The Bronx, Roan is planning more war strategy's with his 'army' when Lily enters the room.

"Roan?" She ask. His head looked up at the girl.

"What" his voice was harsh and cold, it sent shivers and blushes to Lily's spine and cheeks. She shakes them away.

"I have something to tell you." Roan, sat down in his chair, propping his feet up on the desk. He lit a cigar, plopped it onto his lips and used his hand to motion for her to continue. She looked at some of the others in the room.

"In private." She hissed. Roan motion for the boys to leave and once they did so Lily spoke again.

"So Hell and Oxford found Athena on Spot's territory. They said she was sticking up for a small Brooklyn boy. She look like she was being a traitor but I didn't believe it. Just thought you wanted to hear it." She whispered the last part. Roan smiled.

"Well Lily, it seemed Athena is at a cross road between two types of loyalty. This might work to our advantage."

"So what are you gonna do. Are we gonna go get her?" Lily questioned, hoping the answer would be yes.

"No. Lets see if Athena goes traitor before we do anything dramatic."
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"Wait so Roan been creating this army of newsies who are against Spot?" Rebel rephrased from Athena and Spot's speech. Spot paced the room while Athena a sat crisscross on the bed. She nodded slowly at Rebel. They both looked at Spot, who had been pacing and chewing his nail thinking.

"You sure you heard this?" He questioned Athena.

"I'm the one whose been recruiting people. We've been doing this for months now. Roan wants a big army because of intimidation and he think that numbers win battles. Last time I was there we had most of Harlem and some of Mid-towns boys. Most went behind their leaders back, except Harlem. Their leader is with us." She stood up and paced slightly. Athena stared at Conlon, her heart skipping beats as she waited for his next move. Rebel was unsettled as well, wondering what was going through his leaders mind.

"Spot." Athena called, making his head turn towards her. "Look, you can't fight him with just you and your boys, Roan's numbers are increasing by the second and by the look of your boys against them, you not gotta chance."

"Is there a point to this pep talk?" Spot asked in annoyance, rolling his eyes. Athena rolled hers back at him, causing both to smile slightly.

"But we can try to catch up to his number..." The boys looked at her confused.

"Look! Think about how many Boroughs hate the Bronx. Maybe just you alone won't be enough but what about 3x the boys willing to fight. Think about it! If we get every newsie from Staten Island, Manhattan, and anybody else we can outmatch Roan and defeat him once and for all." Rebel smiled victoriously at the idea while Spot glowered and knitted his brow together. One questioned lingered in his mind.

Why is she helping me?
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Later that night, Spot found Athena in the younger boys bunk room, playing the guitar and singing to them once again on his guitar. He didn't mind so much anymore with that detail for it was the only musical item in the house and Spot refused to ask Medda for another. He lean against the doorframe as Athena finished the song and tucked the boys in for bed. Mouse, of course, was last and had given Athena the longest hug it seemed like to Spot and his cheeks slightly reddened with jealousy, though he'd never admit it. Athena caught sight of Conlon and stood there, awkwardly rocking on her heels while Spot's eyes averted the room. After what seemed like hours to them both Spot spoke up.

"Um...can we talk?" He asked, scratching his head. She nodded and the two walked into the hallway, Spot closed the door behind them.

"Why did you do it?" Athena quirked an eyebrow at him.

"Why are you helping me?" Athena eyes clouded still with confusion and it took her a minute or to before sputtering out an answer.

"I don't know?" Was all that she could come up with. She tried to walk away of the way but he stretched an arm out blocking her off.

"No really. Why you helping me? I thought you hated me?" Athena looked at him, her keen green eyes mixed in with his iced blue eyes.

"Because...ImtiredofhavingbeingRoan'slittleservantandalliwantist igetrideofthepersonhemademe." Spot gave her a questionable look, showing her he had no clue what she had just sputtered out. Athena took a slow yet shaky breath, looking out at the wall.

"I'm tired of having to be Roan's little birdie. All I want is to get rid of what he made me and start out fresh. I'm tried of taking orders from that bastard, I'm tired of waking up everyday knowing he's putting my life in danger and I'm tired of having millions of newsie hate me. And for what! All because of god damn Roan!" Spot was shocked, stunned and appalled at the confession Athena had made clear to the air. All this time Conlon thought Athena was the bad girl, a stubborn, sewer mouthed, assassin who only cared about doing her job and killing whoever it was she was sent to kill but that wasn't the girl that stood in front of him right now. There stood an angel, a good girl, who wanted a new chance, a new life and had wish Roan was never part of her life. There stood a new girl, a new Athena, a new soul. Spot lowered his arm and let her pass, watching her all the way till the barrier between them closed, leaving only wood in his gaze. He was in deep thought. "Maybe she not what we all thought she was, maybe she someone different, maybe she just needs to break free

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