Two weeks after the surgery...

Darry-

"Alright, let's try to walk", the physical therapists says

Slowly, Darry pulls himself up, steadying himself with the bars. He stood on his two feet, the braces supporting his legs. Darry took a deep breath , he shaky took that first step. He put one foot in front of another. He was doing, it. Darry hid the smile that threaten to be plastered to his face.

His legs didn't give out within three steps. He felt like he could push himself a little further. He took a second deep breath and took that forth step. He was steady as he walked to the half way point on the bars. He had done it, almost there. He continued his push forward. Darry had made it to the end of the bars before being exhusted. His legs finally gave out, but his heart didn't.

"That's super, Darry", the therapist says

"What next?", Darry asks

"Let's try to finish the walk across. Maybe even try the walker out", the therapist says

Darry rested for a second before taking that deep breath. And off he went, he pushed himself to the other end. He did, and he would walk again. He knew he would, it was just a matter of time before he was stronger. The therapist was right to try the walker. Darry could make it within short distances. He would still need the wheelchair for long time on his feet but he could use the walker around the house.

To, Darry this was one of the happiest moments in the last few week. He was really getting better, this was a sign.

The therpist found Darry a walker. He steadied him and sat on the rolling stool behide Darry making sure he was balanced. Darry did the same thing he always did. deep breath, right foot first and walked. He walked across the room, with the walker ofcourse. Only if his brothers were here, they would be jumping for joy.

Pony-

After, Pony had returned to school. Things still weren't easy, those boys who teased him weeks ago were still at. They had only worsen, Pony feared this was more of the west-east conflict. Randy Anderson had made the West-East Alliance or the WEA at Will Rogers. For the most part, the socs left the greasers alone. There hadn't been more than a couple of jumpings since then.

I guess Randy felt bad after that night in the park .He had stopped drinking and hanging around with David. The pain was still fresh in his mind, he and his lousy friends had nearly killed two boys. Their best friend was stabbed in the park because of their actions. Drinking caused the problem, and Randy blamed himself.

Pony was walking to class when he felt a warm pair of girly hands on his shoulder. He turned around and saw the fimliar redhead."Cherry?", Pony asks

"Yes, Pony", Cherry says

"I thought we weren't supposed to talk in school", Pony says shly

"I don't care anymore, we have the WEA to protect our rights", Cherry says

"Alright", Pony says

"I heard about your brothers'", Cherry says

"What about em'", Pony asks

"About the accident and Soda becoming your guardian", Cherry says

"Yeah, it seems everyone knows", Pony says

"I'm sorry about Darry. How is he doing?", Cherry asks

"He seems to be getting better after the surgery. He's getting stronger and therapy seems to help. He took his first steps the other day", Pony says

"That's great", Cherry says with a smile

The bell was about to ring. and the pair didn't want to stop talking. They were becoming friends despite their differences. You can see the sun set both east and west, it's the same sun no matter where you live.

"Nice to see you", Pony says

"I want to talk to you later", Cherry says kissing Pony's cheek in a friendly way

Pony watched as she walked away. Maybe , just maybe they could by friends after all. Pony had hoped that they would one day be friends. Maybe today was that day.

Soda-

I was under the car, working while grease went ever where. I liked this kind of work, the messy get down and dirty work. I was frustrated when i heard Steve whistling and Two-bit's crackling. Great, just what i need, two idiots , Soda thought. Maybe if i continue to work , they'll just disappear.

Soda's working as the manager, meant doing the same duties with longer hours and store management. It was Soda and Tommy-boy working today during the day. Steve relives Tommy-boy who goes home to his kid brother and twin sons that he's raising.

I felt Steve kick my boot, I groaned as i rolled out from under the car. "Really?, really Steve", I say

"You work too much like Darry", Steve says

"I have two mouths to feed and my own", I say

"You sound a lot like superman", Two-bit says

"Damn it, leave me be. I have to work and i can't while you two idiots breath down my neck", i yell

"Soda, calm down . We didn't mean to upset you", Two-bit says

Steve wraps his arms around Soda. Soda had grown quiet, pale and shakey. Steve supported him as Soda just sobbed.

"I know you were kiddding, but it's not easy. I want my big brother back. Pony has me but i need someone too. ", Soda says sobbing

"It's alright. Let it out", Steve says

Two-bit joined in hugging Soda. Soda rested his head on the shoulder of Steve while he sobbed.

"We know it's not easy. But superman will get better and be stronger than before", Two-bit says

"Yeah, he will be your big brother again", Steve says

"Alright, thanks", Soda says

I regained myself before getting back to work.

"Steve, i love ya, grease and all. But you're an idiot who need to get to work", Soda says

"I'm coming", Steve says

"I'm out.", Two-bit says