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We walked slowly into the room, Darry leading the way. Pony looked so much more vulnerable, so weak and small. Me and Steve had to catch Soda as he stumbled forward. We all sat down, our eyes fixated on Pony.

"It's okay. Pony's okay." I whispered to Soda. Parker came into the room with several bags of Dairy Queen and grocery bags.

"So, I've got sandwiches and sundaes. I also went to the store and got candy bars to play poker with." Parker panted. He ran all the way up here. He was passing out the sandwiches when Darry pulled him over to talk to him. I finished passing out the food. I couldn't hear what Darry and Parker were talking about, but Parker nodded and came back over. We played poker for about two hours. I won. I passed out the candy bars for another round, when Pony moaned. It was about 7:30 in the morning. He was still sleeping.

"Two-Bit's...in...Texas." he mumbled. We all looked at Two-Bit and he just shrugged.

"Pony? Wake up honey. Two-Bit's here. We all are." Darry pleaded, but he was out again. We went back to playing poker. Slowly everyone fell asleep. Steve first, dropping his cards, his head on Soda's. Johnny next, his head resting on Dally's shoulder. He looked scared at first, but then fell asleep, his head on Johnny's. Soda fell asleep, his head on Steve's shoulder. Parker fell asleep, his arms crossed. Two-Bit was laughing at everybody, but then fell asleep right afterwards. Darry must've thought I was sleeping because he started whispering to Pony.

"I didn't mean to hit ya. I just got mad. Every time you come home late, I just get so worried. You got jumped, you got hit by a car, or so on. Mom and Dad told me to take care of you guys right before they left." he whispered. I came up behind him, he was crying into the blanket.

"Darry? It's not your can't beat yourself up about this Darr. I've seen what guilt can do to a person." I explained, pointing at Parker. "He blames himself for what happened to Mom. A drunk driver ran a stop sign. The first couple of nights he got home from the hospital I could hear him cry himself asleep. Before those nights, I had never seen him cry, when he cut his finger open with a steak knife, not when he fell out of the highest tree, not when his dog died, never. Please don't do that to yourself." I spoke, gently. I rubbed his back and he fell asleep, head on the blanket. I walked around the room, not tired. I picked up all of the trash and just generally tidied up. I sat back in the chair and closed my eyes. I am kind of tired. I heard somebody get up, but I didn't open my eyes to see who it was. It's my turn to sleep.

"Hey Tali? Wake up." I had just fallen asleep. It was Two-Bit. I sat up. Two-Bit, Steve, and Dally were there. Everybody else was still sleeping.

"What?" I stormed.

"We're gonna have a war council with those socs. Set up a rumble. Didn't know if you wanted to come?" Steve explained in a whisper. I nodded. I got up and walked over to where Parker was sleeping.

"Park? Parker. I'm gonna go with the boys. I'll be back in a couple hours." I told him. He nodded and we left quietly. We took Parker's car. I drove, Steve next to me, Two-Bit and Dally in back. We drove around town looking for Randy, the leader now that Bob was dead, of the soc war council. We picked up Tim Shepard somewhere along the line, squeezing him into the back next to Dally. We rode around town for about an hour before Two-Bit spotted him.

"There he is!" Two-Bit shouted, pointing to the corner. I pulled over and we all got out. I have to imagine we all look pretty tuff. The leader of the Shepard Gang, the hood Dallas Winston, Steve Randle, Two-Bit Matthews, and me Tali Adders. A mix of leather and jean jackets walking across the street.

"Hey, Ape Face!" Two-Bit barked. He turned around and I recognized him immediately. Two-Bit, Steve, and Tim walked right up to them and started talking business. I stopped.

"Hey, Tali? You alright?" Dally asked, sounding worried.

"Huh? Oh, yeah I'm fine." I lied. I've been getting real good at that lately. We walked up and joined the rest of the guys. A hint of recognition blazed behind Randy's eyes.

"We want a rumble. Your guys. Our guys. Our lot. No weapons. Saturday. 7:00." Steve dared. Randy and the other socs turned around to talk. We turned as well.

"I gotta get out of here. I'm gonna be sick. I'm goin back to the car." I whispered. Before I got out, they turned around.

"We accept. You know the rules. See ya at the rumble, new material." Randy smirked at me.

"What did you say? You little piece o shit!" Dally raged. He walked up and stood between Randy. All of the socs backed up except for Randy. Steve and Two-Bit held Dally back, Tim smiling at his buddy that was gonna jazz before we even got away. Randy smirked a cold, crooked grin, backed down and left. We walked back to the car.

"What was that? What did he mean?" Steve growled. I put my hand on my neck.

"Um, those were the guys who beat me up." I muttered. Two-Bit looked at me, eyes blazing.

"Ooh, I can't wait for the rumble. Beat those socs." Two-Bit grumbled. We drove to the hospital in silence, dropping Tim off. We all walked inside of Pony's room. Parker was gone, as well as Darry. Soda was in bed with Pony. I'm guessing he woke up. That's good. Johnny was probably out for a smoke & the rest of the guys thought that that was a good idea and left. I looked at Soda and Pony. They both looked so much younger. Pony wasn't on the mask anymore, he had the tubes in his nose. I sat down in the chair and fell asleep. Somebody had shaken me awake. It was Soda.

"Hey, Paxton's here to pick you up honey. Go home, change clothes. Get some actual sleep." he urged, kissing my head. I stood up and he walked me to the truck.

"How's the kid?" Paxton asked.

"He woke up once and they took of the mask." I informed. Pax nodded. We got home and I went up to my bedroom. I put on sweatpants and a sweatshirt. My dad works till 11 tonight. I could hear my brothers wrestling on the floor. Fourth graders forever. I though and I fell asleep rather quickly.