A/N: So basically this is the part of the book that was missed due to Pony and Johnny being in the church. This is sort of what I think happened (with Rowan added in of course!) during that time.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Outsiders but if I did, I would've made the grieving for Dallas more intense, because he was a memorable character and deserved it. Same with Johnnycake. R.I.P.

Dally's POV

I woke up after everyone else. Darry, Soda and Steve were getting ready or work and incredulously, Two-Bit was watching Mickey.

I was so out of focus, I was basically zombie walking, but managed to give Two-Bit I good boot to the head before getting dressed.

I walked into the kitchen and helped myself to some chocolate cake, looking up at the clock. Eight-thirty. Darry was buckling his belt when he spotted me.

"Where you headed, Dally?" he questioned.

"Buck's. I ain't gonna do anything illegal 'til our boys are back."

Darry smiled and nodded. "Before you go, Soda needs to talk to you. Says it's important."

I took a sip of beer and nodded to him. He exited the kitchen and I climbed out the window. I knew what Soda was gonna do. He was gonna find a way for me to tell the truth, and from what I hear, Sodapop Patrick Curtis could do that. So I split, and got into Buck's car. The one I practically stole and call my own.

I started it, and Soda appeared in the doorway.

"Hey, Dally!" he called. "Don't go!" He started running but I sped off. I wasn't ready for that.

Rowan's POV

I see Dally racing down the street in his car and infer that he's going to Buck's. I was going to chill at Soda's house anyways. Speaking of Pepsi-Cola, he was standing in the doorway.

I ran up and gave him a hug. "What's up, Sodapop?" He looked flushed.

"Dallas Winston just sped off on me, I didn't even get a chance to talk to him." He went in to find Darry.

"Darry?" he found his brother. "I need to take today off, I-I can't think and Sandy might come over. Please."

Darry hesitated for a while before answering.

"C'mon, Dare. It can't hurt him," I persuaded. I was just like Soda; a little begging can go far.

Darry caved. "Fine, but no more dilly-dallying." Steve headed out the door with chocolate cake all over his face. I stopped him.

"Boy, it looks like you buried your face in a pile of shit. Lemme fix ya." I licked my finger and wiped it off. Steve and I have been bonding more lately.

Two-Bit smirked. "Oh, look at little Steve, getting cleaned up by his Mommy!" He huffed and heaved with laugher, and I tackled him, putting him in three different locks at once.

"Holler uncle, Mathews!"

"Never!" he declared, squirming trying to get free.

I clenched tighter. "Holler it!"

"Uncle, uncle, uncle! Damn!" I released him, wiping off my hands and resting my foot on his stomach. "Rather be cleaned up by my mom, than beat by a girl, huh Two-Bit?"

He rolled over and said nothing as Steve and Darrel headed out the door.

Soda sat at the table with that same paper and pen. I pulled over a chair next to him. "May I watch you?"

He shrugged. "I don't care if you do. Just so you know, I suck at writing." I knew he did, but I wasn't gonna say anything. I don't wanna be rude to the kid whose brother has gone missing.

"Ponyboy,
Well I guess you got into some trouble, huh? Darry and me nearly went nuts when you ran out like that. Darry is awful sorry he hit you. You know he didn't mean it. And then you and Johnny turned up missing and what with that dead kid in the park and Dally getting hauled into the station, well it scared us something awful. The police came by to question us and we told them as much as we could. I can't believe little old Johnny could kill somebody. I know Dally knows where you are, but you know him. He keeps his trap shut and won't tell me nothing. Darry hasn't got the slightest notion where you're at and its nearly killing him. I wish you'd come back and turn your selves in but I guess you can't since Johnny might get hurt. You sure are famous. You got a
paragraph in the newspaper even. Take care and say hi to Johnny for us.

Sodapop Curtis."

Soda placed the pen down and grabbed a Pepsi from the refrigerator. "Pony'll be dying for one of these."

I was confused. "Wait, Sode, how you gonna get that to him? You have no idea where he is!"

He turned around to face me, I flinched because it was so fast. "Dally does, and I know it! He's hiding my own brother from me!"

He stormed out of the door and to the street, letter and Pepsi in his hand. "Where you goin', Soda?" I hollered.

"Buck's! Dare said Dally was headed there! I need to give this to him to give to Pony. Pone needs these."

I threw him the keys to my mustang. "Take my car, but if you even scratch her, I'll be hanging your head like a moose head in my room!"

Soda gave me a boyish-cute laugh and got into my mustang. I retreated to the living room where Two-Bit's eyes were glued to Mickey, and his mouth stuffed with beer and cake.

"Do we have to watch this damn mouse again, Mathews?" I complained throwing pillows at him.

"Hell yeah! This is my pride and joy!" I laughed while clicking open a Pepsi, deciding to enjoy it while watching Disney.

Dally's POV

I heard a car door slam and figured it was someone for Buck. Tim Shepard was eyeing me from across the room and I narrowed my eyes at him, lifting my upper lip.

Next thing I see is Sodapop Curtis grabbing a seat next to me. What the Hell is he doing here? Shouldn't he be at work? "Dally, I know you know where my brother and Johnny is. I know it."

I bit back sour comments. Can't this kid buzz off? "I told you what I know, Soda. Lay off."

He didn't. "You're Dallas Winston, the toughest, slyest, most cunning guy in Tulsa. How do I know you ain't lying? Plus, I see Pony's sweatshirt right there!"

I smiled and nodded my head. "Because I ain't, just go. Besides, that's one of Buck's friends."

He got up, and started to head out, but turned around.

"Look, Dal, you ain't gonna give in. Take these." He handed me a Pepsi and a letter. "Make sure Ponyboy gets this, okay?"

I acted nonchalant. "Okay, whatever, man. I'll give 'em to him when he comes back, 'cause that's when I'mma see him. 'Kay, man?"

Soda shrugged. "Whatever. I'm gonna go to work, I can make it now I think." He left Buck's and I cracked open the Pepsi, and poured it down my throat. That's one thing that won't be making it to Windrixville.

I got up and left about twenty minutes after Sodapop came. Flyers were everywhere. Soc vs. Grease, Soc vs. Grease, Soc vs. Grease!

I pulled into Darrel's yard and ran inside. "Dudes, it's all over town! Soc vs. Grease!"

Rowan walked over to me, with a newspaper in her hand. "Ponyboy and Johnny." Even Two-Bit stopped watching that ridiculous Mickey crap to read about it. "Officers are still searching for Ponyboy Curtis, 14, tall with brown hair and Johnny Cade, 16, smaller with dark brown hair and tan skin. If you find any of these suspects, call 911 immediately."

Rowan gulped. Two-Bit sighed. "I hope Texas is big enough for them boys to hide forever," he bellowed, returning to Mickey. What an idiot.

"Not forever," Rowan said. "But long enough. I gotta go to school, last day of in house suspension. They're making me come late. I would've anyways."

I laughed, my famous laugh. A deep 'ahahaha.' "Just like me. What did you do anyways?"

"Beat up a Soc girl. Socs…they make me sick, especially after they jumped Ponyboy and Johnny that night." I nodded in agreement.

"I wanna get my hands on Cherry Valance. I really hate that bitch." Rowan cracked her knuckles and headed out the door.

"Why?" I called, "'Cause she may like me a little?"

"You wish, Dallas Winston, you wish!" She sped off in her mustang and was gone.

I looked at the newspaper, thinking to myself. Soc vs. Grease. There was talk of a rumble.

"Hey, Two-Bit when's that rumble?" I lit a cigarette while holding it between my teeth.

"Two days, why?"

"I can't wait to kick ass. It's been awhile." Two-Bit didn't reply, or at least I didn't hear one. I was too busy thinking about when I was gonna get Johnny and Ponyboy tomorrow.

A/N: In case you're wondering, no, I don't get in fights at school and I've never been suspended. I really need some reviews because I have some writers block, but I might be able to manage. I love all my fans 3