Chapter 6

Help of Dodge

The next morning, Fox put on her apron and boots before going downstairs, and saw that everyone was crowding around something, but Dodger was standing off to the side as if nothing bothered him. Fox asked, looking at Nancy." Nancy turned and gave her a worried look.

"I'm sorry, Oliver," she said, and the boys let the Fox pass and she saw Oliver lying on the table, covered in blood, with a bullet wound on his chest ."Oh, My God! she exclaimed, brushing his wet hair back from his face."What happened?" "What is it?" she asked as tears filled her eyes.

"He was shot while he was robbing the house," Nancy replied, and Fagin touched the wound lightly, and Oliver gasped in pain. "he's as cold as ice, Fagin, he needs a bed," said Nancy, feeling his forehead; " he can have mine, it's upstairs, and none of the boys will go up there."

"Nancy," Oliver whispered, opening his eyes slightly, she nodded, "Yes, Oliver, it's me, I promise you'll be fine," she said.

Fagin screamed, and the boys ran away, but Dodger stayed where he was: "Dodger!" said Fagin, and Dodger had an annoyed look on his face, and he ran away, and the Fox sighed and caught up with him before going up to her room.

The doctor pulled another piece out of Olivers wound, and his grip on my arm tightened. "it's all right, Oliver, you'll be all right," whispered the Fox, stroking the back of his hand with her thumb "The wound is superficial," said fagin impatiently. "so he'll live?"

Fagin asked, "Well, the wound is small, but the infection, well, the infection can turn Red blood into green pus, pink limbs into rotting stumps, during the day death is a blessed release from agony," the doctor said, " he hears, said Fox.

"Last one," said the doctor, putting away a small bowl full of bullet fragments, "

"Leeches I have leeches, how about a pultis to draw out the poison?" the doctor asked. "I'll pay you all you've got," said Fagin, and the doctor held out his hand, now waiting for the money,

Fagin sighed and handed over some money: "if he dies of an infection, give me the first refusal on kadavar, I can get a very good price for the hospital" the doctor said: "Get out," Nancy snapped, the man gathered up his things before leaving, "I'll take care of him," Nancy said, " Me too"

Fox turned to the sleeping Oliver and prayed not to lose another important person in her life

After about 2 days, Fox still hadn't spoken to Dodger, as much as I wanted to, she couldn't forgive him for letting Oliver get arrested. " Fox?" The Dodger himself asked, coming down to her.

Finally Dodger came back with a slice of bread and a sausage on a plate, slid it through the bottom latch, and then stood on the box and opened the top latch to look inside.

"Come on, honey, I took it on purpose, it's sausage, I love sausage," Dodger said, trying to convince her to either eat it or talk to him.

"You were stalking me, aren't you?" How was I to know that you get caught?" Dodger asked, turning away from the latch and sitting on the box. "next time I run faster," she added, " they've been kind to me, and now they'll find out I'm a thief, they'll find out I stole them!"

The Fox called out from its little prison: "why are you worried about them? Rich people, they expect a lot of them, more than enough, we won't get them if we ask and end up starving, so we take and they won't find anything about you because they'll forget about you, so do us a favor and eat it all"

Dodger said irritably at the end of the conversation, and she heard the plate slide inside and Dodger looked back over the latch. "is that all, dear?"" Go back to where you belong, " he said, and immediately there was a knock on the door, followed by a crash from inside that told me the cat had thrown food at Dodger.

"Be like that and you'll see that I care," Dodger snapped, pulling the latch back and sitting on the box, and she looked down at him.

"I know where Nolly is, I can take you to him, I don't need to, but I'll do it," he said, brightening up and shuffling toward the stairs as fast as he could.

"'ll do it for you, my dear!" said the Dodger, taking her hand.

She nodded and kissed him on the cheek.

"Who's there?" "Fox feels a little strange talking through the door in the alley. "A Fox?" A familiar voice asked from inside, and she breathed a sigh of relief. "are you all right?"" She exclaimed happily.

"Not really."

"I'm so sorry, Oliver, you know I haven't spoken to Dodger since he told me about your arrest," she said, and he came closer and leaned against the door, looking at her. "he fought to trust her, Fox, is it okay if I call you that?"

"What is it?" he asked, referring to my nickname.

She turned and saw a small but vicious-looking dog, followed by Sikes, brandishing a club on a chain.

The Fox pounded on the iron door again: "It's no use,Fox ," Dodger said behind her, and she screamed in frustration and slid back against the wall: "I can't let him go again, Dodge," she whimpered, looking at him across the table.

he sighed, and she shivered a little, " Are you cold?" "What is it?" he asked, leaning his head back, not against the wall, she nodded, and he motioned me to him, she crawled to him, he held her to his chest, the cat snuggled into the warmth, not caring now what he was doing.

"Fox, what are you doing?"

She sat down at his feet and smiled shyly." With a sigh, Dodge sat up and grabbed her hands.

He watched as she seemed to be going through some internal argument before placing her hand on his cheek."

"But why?" " I'm fine"

"Jack."

He sighed again, he could never lie to her, she ran her thumb over his cheekbone, a soothing feeling. He was always amazed at how one touch of hers, or even her presence, could calm him down or make him furious.

"Talk to me."

"I didn't have the best upbringing, my dad was a drunk, my mom was a mess, and I was just a drunken mistake. He paused, looking at their joined hands. "I don't need pity."

He was startled to see a drop of tears fall on his hand, and when he looked up, he saw that she was trying to hold back her tears. His eyes widened because he had no idea how to react to people crying.

"Don't cry, you know I can't stand tears."

"I do not know what happened to you in your past, I will never be able to understand it, but I promise that I will not let anyone hurt you.""

"I know you won't do it, you know I won't let anyone hurt you, right?"

She nodded silently and pressed her lips gently to his. He put his hands on her waist, and she immediately wrapped them around his neck, playing with his hair. He carefully slipped his hands under her top before lifting her up. Pulling away from her to take a breath, his lips immediately moved to her neck, and he gently kissed her neck and chin before returning to her lips, kissing more passionately now.

He slowly pulled her to him and lay between her legs without breaking the kiss. Hesitantly, she tugged at the hem of his shirt. Pulling back, he stared at her for a few moments, breathing hard.

"Are you sure?"

"I've never been so sure in my life."