Wedding Day!!!

[Jack Cowboy Kelly]

Mischief had been picked up by Chase one second and then put back down when the black girl had aimed the gun at her, she was bleeding pretty badly and she looked at the girl with tears in her eyes,"I didn't do anything..."she cried. Protective as always and after seeing the black girl climb through the window with Shadow's gun, Ryder had climbed back in while the girl aimed the gun at Mischief and he had his own knife in his hands. He walked up behind Goldie and grabbed her easily around the waist bringing his knife to her throat,"Drop the gun or you'll end up like your cousin,"he growled. Mischief's eyes got wide as she turned to cling to Chase, crying into his chest her whole body shaking,"Chase ya believe me don't you?"she cried clinging to him like an innoccent child. Ryder had Goldie tightly and let the blade slowly pierce her skin,"Drop it or in one instant your life is gone,"he growled again.

Shadow looked at Peep,"let's go, Ryder'll take care of it, the last thing we need is to be brought into it as well,"he said grabbing Peep by the arm and dragging him out of the hall. "And for your information she didn't have any weapons on her,"he corrected the boy on Mischief's behalf.

Poet nodded and held onto Irish as she cried,"This is horrible, its all wrong,"she cried clinging to him.

Jack stood by the door eyeing the scene as he looked from Goldie, to Mischief and he figured he'd step in,"Chase, take the girl home, Goldie I suggest you do as the man says and drop your weapon,"he stated. He wasn't going to lose two lives to this and he knew Mischief meant alot to Chase. He eyed Ryder,he didn't quite understand the situation but until proven otherwise he wasn't going to assume Mischief to be bad...yet, he'd look into it later. He looked around the room,"Everyone else out, now,"he demanded after he told Chase to get Mischief home. He would deal with this if he had to,"Street, you stay with me,"he added,"Justin you too but everyone else out,"he said he knew the leaders needed to deal with this. As soon as Ryder saw Mischief was safe being taken out of the situation by Chase, he loosened his grip on the girl but kept her hostage still. "If you drop your weapon like the leader said, I'll leave without harming anyone else,"he said. He wasn't sure the girl would cooperate, and if she chose not to, it seemed the Manhattan leader wouldn't stop him from killing her at this point, but he couldn't be too sure.

[Peep]

Goldie looked at the man. "Kill me then you white bastard!" She spit. "I'm tired of girls like her never having to pay for what they do! She can walk over anyone she likes and not have to think about anything! Eli died because some girl like her ran away and who gets blamed? Not the girl, not Killer, but Eli, 'cause he was playing in a room he shouldn't've." She stared at Mischief with hateful eyes. "And then this b**** joins a criminal organization and plans to kill somebody, but yet she's being rescued by the same person she's trying to kill? And I get blamed for it?! By yet another criminal!" She bit Ryder's arm and spun away from him, into a corner, her gun trained on him. "So, kill me! Just kill me, why don't you!" Then she swiveled her gun to point at Mischief's head. "This is for Eli, you b****!" And she pulled the trigger.

Street pulled Chase out of the way and threw him into the wall. At the same time, she tried to tackle Goldie from the side, but she pulled the trigger before she could reach the hysterical girl. Peep sauntered in, grinning from ear to ear. "Oops. Guess I told Miss Freeman what Miss Harvelle was planning to do. For a price of course." He said, flashing the money Goldie had slipped him. He shrugged, standing behind Justin for protection from anyone who might want to harm him. "Well, this is interesting."

Irish held Poet. "Shh. Oit'll be okay. Oi won't let nothin' happen to ye. Oi promise!"

[Mischief]

Jack knew Goldie too well, as soon as he heard her smart a** remark escape her lips he knew what was going to happen next, right when Goldie pulled the trigger, Jack pushed Mischief out of the way, the bullet still ended up grazing her shoulder due to Street tackling Goldie so the aim was off to begin with. Jack kicked the gun away from Goldie's hands and he stared down at both girls on the floor, he was through playing games, he was through with it all. "Goldie, if yer gonna go for someone go for the one who actually did kill yer cousin first,"he growled, he was fed up with Goldie taking her cousin's death out on not only the murders but on everyone else as well, he had heard the stories since he got back about her being so vengeful toward the rest of the newsies because nobody had been able to save her cousin, people lost people who were close to them, that was how life was and it wasn't going to change, she needed to deal with it.

He let his eyes fall on Mischief and then Ryder,"I suggest you two get the hell out of here and tell yer leader we're coming and we're watching and if I ever see yer faces again so help me,"he threatened, he wasn't going to kill, not today but he would if he ever saw them again. Ryder walked over and picked up Mischief from the ground and threw her over his shoulder before he walked over and grabbed Shadow's gun from the floor,"I suggest as well Miss Freeman, don't still a hitman's gun, Shadow won't be pleased,"he commented before he hopped out the window with Mischief and headed toward Lannigan's he knew this was his fault, which meant Tybalt was definately going to punish him somehow but first he had to tend to Mischief's wounds.

Jack eyed Peep and sighed,"I suggest you go inform their leader of what has happened....that is your job isn't it?"he said eyeing him, Jack was far from stupid. He turned his gaze back to Goldie,"Until you can grasp the fact that it's nobody's fault but Eli's killer that he is dead, i don't want to see you, I don't want to hear it Goldie I apologize for your loss but this is not the way to deal with it,"he told her sternly.

Poet nodded to Irish as she clung to him, all she wanted to do at this point was go home.

Spade had taken Abby away from the scene and to the bar at this point and ordered her a drink,"It'll be ok..."he muttered.

Ace rushed into the room as Jack began talking to Goldie and she rushed over to Chase taking him in her arms,"Are you alright?"she asked concerned etched across her face.

[Hawkeye]

Hawkeye was on the dance floor with Hope, twirling her around and generally having a good time at his Second’s wedding. At the sound of the scream, his head whipped around and his eyes picked up many different things happening at once. Noticing who ran forward, who slunk back, who started whispering, etc. He picked out the four suspicious-looking people who stood out to him and memorized their faces. Turning back to his date, Hawk kissed her on the cheek again (getting a strong sense of déjà vu having done the same thing not even an hour ago), and motioned one of his older newsies over. “Watch her!” He shouted over the din of the crowd, before rushing toward the backrooms. As he ran he loosened his tie, unbuttoned his collar a bit, and rolled up his sleeves. The morning’s events making the restricting garment frustrating and he was glad he’d already ditched his jacket.

He walked in on a scene already in progress. Knives were out, blood was already spilt, and threats were being made. His natural instinct was to rush in and start bashing heads, taking weapons, and frightening people into submissions and or apologies before handing the reins over to a leader with more patience. This time however, he held back. Jack had arrived first (followed closely by Justin the newbie and Street) and hawk decided this would be a chance to see if Jack was still Jack. He’d always been a capable leader and Hawkeye saw this as an opportunity for him to show the other leaders present he was still the Cowboy they all had missed.

Goldie’s actions almost made him change his mind, but Hawk resisted; the other three had things well under control. He was unsurprised to find the four people he’d tagged as suspicious involved and knew they were part of the KC he’d been hearing rumors about. The scene came to a climax as Goldie fired and Hawkeye was impressed at Jack’s actions. The Harlem leader was extremely suspicious of Mischief and was pretty sure he would not have done the same. As Ryder left through the window with her and the place quieted down, Hawk walked over to where Jack was talking with Goldie. When they finished he spit in his hand before putting it out for a shake. “Good to have ya back, Jack.” He said, giving his old friend a wry grin. “Ya face okay? Hit ya pretty hard earlier…”

[Chase]

Chase leaned against the wall that Street had pushed him against. He couldn't think. He couldn't breathe. Mischief had tried to kill him? And she injured herself in the process? His mind was spinning 100 miles a minute. It only stopped when Ace rushed up to him and grabbed him. He didn't hear her question, but he looked down into her face. His lips parted as if he were going to speak, but he couldn't.

Justin watched the affair in amazement. Two days being a leader and somone almost died. If this was how things were going to go around here, he had his work cut out for him.

Natasha kissed Asher back. She pulled away and stared at him, blushing again. Wow, she thought, I think i'm gonna like New York. She smiled at him. "Should we go see if everyone's alright?" She asked guesturing towards the back without taking her eyes off of him.

Abby took the drink gratefully. She picked it up with shaky hands. "Thanks." She said before taking a drink. She leaned onto Spade's shoulder. "I needed that." She said smiling at him. "But what happened? What- who.." She shook her head. She decided not to think about it.

[Street]

Street chewed on her lip. She frowned. Goldie was in her borough. But Goldie scared her. And Goldie had almost shot someone (for reasons her tiny brain couldn't understand). So, taking the initive she quelled her shaking knees and strode over to Goldie. "C'mon, Goldie. I'll take ya somewhere. Where d'ya wanna go?"

Goldie sobbed in response and fell to her knees. Peep, being Peep, sauntered over to her and pulled her to her feet. "S'okay doll." He said. He smirked at Jack while patting her on the back. "It's my gun by the way," he said, holding out his hand for the offending weapon. He did not show any signs of embarassment. He had taken advantage of Goldie's loneliness and had used her as a pawn to get rid of a major player in the KC. But did this bother him? No, it did not.

Asher smiled sadly at Natasha. "We'll let the others handle it, alright? Let's go... talk somewhere." He said, pulling her gently toward another dressing room.

Irish held Poet very softly. "Do ye want me to see what's going on? Oi'd rather not leave ye, but Oi'm not taking ye anywhere near there until Oi hear something good."

[Mischief]

"Ya wanna hear something good Irish...?"she asked. Poet looked down and she took in a deep breath and tried to remain calm as she found herself in a wet puddle. "Irish....water....my water's broken..."she said as she kept her eyes down at the puddle, her eyes wider than ever, why did everything have to happen right now? Everything seemed quiet enough so she was sure the problem had been resolved, only for this to happen to her. She looked up at him her eyes glossed over,"Do something..."she pleaded not knowing what to do now.

Ace held Chase in her arms,"Chase....answer me...please are you ok?"she asked as she looked up into his eyes. She was worried he may have hit his head when Street had pushed him out of the way.

Jack eyed Peep,"don't defend her, it makes her look even worse,"he growled before he turned to Hawk and shook his hand,"Thanks Hawk, nice ta be back,"he said before he let go of his friend's hand and headed out to make sure everyone else was doing ok.

Spade looked at Abby and took a drink as he reached for her hand with his free hand,"It'll all be resolved, just looked like another harmful situation, I don't want you near somethin' like that, Jack probably took care of it, he's good wit stuff like that,"he assured her.

[Street]

Irish looked at her. "What water?" He asked stupidly. Then it hit him. Like a raging horse. "Oh. Well." Then he stood and screamed as loud as he could. "Someone help us. For the love of God! Help us." he panicked.

Peep rolled his eyes. "Does it look I'm defending her?" He asked. "I was making a statement. And you gave my gun away!" he said angrily. Goldie pushed him away and collapsed in a corner. Even Peep ignored her. Street looked over at Chase. She slapped him across the face.

"Say somethin'! Don't stand there like yer touched in the head!" She ordered, drawing on all her leaderness.

[Chase]

Chase took a deep shaky breath, like it was his first breath in a long time. "I'm fine." He looked down at Ace who looked worried then to Street who looked slightly angry. "You saved my life." He said as if it was something anyone said in a casual conversation. He smiled at her. "Thank you Street. I don't know what i'd do without ya." He hugged Ace. The realization that he could've died hit him like a ton of bricks.

Natasha smiled at Asher. She bit her bottom lip and nodded. "I'd like that." She said. She could do with getting away from all of this noise to be with Asher.

Abby held Spade's hand. "Thank you." She told him. "No one's ever cared so much." She smiled and kissed him on the cheek.

[Mischief]

Hearing Irish's holler for help, Jack rushed backstage and ran to the couple,"What's goin..." he cut himself off when he saw Poet sitting on the floor in a wet puddle,"Wow, what a day for a baby ey Poet? Ya definately have interestin' timing,"he teased before he lifted the bride in his arms,"Irish jus' follow meh, we'll get her ta the hospital somehow," he said as he walked out from backstage carrying the bride. "EVERYONE! Poet's water broke, let's get ta the hospital or ya can go home if ya want,"he hollered. Poet held onto him by the neck and burried her face in his chest as she whimpered slightly, the contractions were already starting to occur.

Ace heard Jack's hollering and stood lifting Chase up with her,"Let's go, she'll want us there,"she told Chase as she took his hand and led him out of the dressing room and toward where Jack was heading.

Spade looked up at Abby,"Your welcome doll, and I'll always treat ya like this,"he assurred her as he kissed her. When jack came through hollering he looked up,"Wanna go?"he asked her, he kind of wanted to go see this actually, he knew it'd be important for Poet to have as much support as possible.

Hunter found Street and grinned,"Street, let's go, Poet's havin' the baby,"he told her as he smiled from ear to ear and he grabbed her by the hand pulling her toward the crowd that was exiting the hall.

[Peep]

Street looked at Hunter. "Why's Jack carryin' her? Don't ya think Irish should do that? I mean, it is his kid, and this will only make people get madder at Jack." She shrugged. Irish was looking rather mad and sad at the same time. "What's wrong Irish?" She asked gently.

"Don't know if Oi should go. Oi mean, Jack's handlin' it right?" Irish said, grinding his teeth. "Anymore of this and they'll think the baby is Jack's. Oif Oi didn't know any better, Oi'd almost say the same thing." He punched out angrily, connecting with Asher's head as he walked by with Natasha. "Oh gee, sorry Asher." He mumbled, helping the boy to his feet.

"It's nothing, seriously. Irish, go with Poet. Take her from Jack's arms, okay?" Asher said, pushing him away. "Hey Hunter!" He said, waving cheerfully. Street looked at Hunter. She pulled him, following the crowd.

"Let's go, Hunta." She said softly, walking next to him, holding his hand. Levi watched them with narrowed eyes. He moved to stop the older boy, but Sean held him back, shaking his head. "Let's hurry up."

Peep gave one last look to Goldie then turned on his heel. "Time to find out about the newest O'Reilly. I'm sure this one will play it's part better then expected." He said, rubbing his hands together. He winked to Chase. "You owe me a conversation Neumann." He reminded the boy, ignoring Ace completely. She was not important.

[Mischief]

Poet was so confused and the pain was hitting her finally when she looked up and realized this wasn't ok. "Jack put me down...put me down,"she told him. Jack looked down at her,then he looked over his shoulder where he saw Irish coming their way, he turned around and when Irish made it to them, he gently handed her over to him. "Sorreh Irish, I was jus' tryin' ta help....ya were abit panicky, hereh ya go,"he said. Poet clung to Irish now and she groaned,"Hurry...."she muttered as she burried her face in Irish's neck.

Hunter grinned when Street pulled him along, he had missed her so much and he was determined to start spending more ime with her if he could soon enough. When they reached the group and saw Jack hand Poet over, Hunter noticed the painful look in Poet's face and he sighed. "Irish....I don't think there's time ta get her to the hospital, its acrossed town..." he told Irish as he gripped Street's hand slightly. Hunter looked over his shoulder and thought for a minute trying to think who was the fastest out of them but then his eyes fell on Mercury, he had dealt with Scarlett when she had had her kids right? He had watched it happen, he may know how to deliver. "Mercury,"he hollered as he looked over at him,"Do you think you could do a delivery?" he hollered over the bustling crowd around them.

Spade listened as he held Abby's hand, if Mercury said no he was ready to bolt to the nearest doctor he could find and drag him back here, there was no time to take Poet all the way to the hospital and he knew it, they all knew it.

Ace looked over at Peep, she was already annoyed with the boy. She let go of Chase's hand, Chase had been through enough and this boy was not going to talk to him, ever she wouldn't allow it especially after what the boy had just pulled with spitting out information about other people right infront of their eyes. Before Chase would even be able to stop her, she clenched her hand into a fist and with full force her fist collided with Peep's jaw,"He will Never talk with you, got it? and if I see you again, you betteh have a good damn reason or backup cause I'll kick yer hind end from hereh ta kingdom come,"she growled.

[Justin]

Natasha looked at Asher's head where he'd been hit. It didn't seem to bother him at all. There was a slight bump, but he acted like it happened everyday. "You okay? That was a pretty tough hit."

Abby felt Spade squeeze her hand. She looked up at him. He looked like he was ready to run. She squeezed his back. "Calm down, eh? It'll be fine. I don't see why he wouldn't help deliver. He helped Scarlett didn't he?" She looked over at Irish. His face was paler than she'd ever seen it. "He doesn't look too good does he." She said quietly.

Chase snorted when Ace punched Peep. "Come on Ace." He said trying to pull her toward the quickly moving crowd without laughing. Chase chuckled when he saw that Ace had given Peep a bloody lip. It wasn't bad though. Chase ushered Ace away from him before he could react.

[Street]

Irish took Poet and gently set her down on one of the many couches Medda had. Mercury came over. "Don't worry Poet, I delivered all three of my kids. I can help, if you want." He smiled at her, brushing a piece of loose hair off her forehead. Irish hovered nervously. Street stood a few feet from the commotion. She didn't want to get in the way.

Asher looked at Natasha. "Don't worry. Didn't hurt none." He laughed, smiling at bit. Peep looked at Ace like she was crazy, but he kept his mouth shut. But he did wave cheekily at them as they walked away. His expression clearly said that her hitting him did not bother him one bit.

[Mischief]

Poet reached out for Irish when he put her down,"No..." she cried wanting him to some how hold her even though she knew it wasn't possible at the moment. She grabbed his hand though and squeezed it hard when a contraction hit,"GOD" she practically screamed as she looked over at Mercury through tears,"Just get it out of me,"she cried. Hunter had left Street's side briefly and came back with a bowl of water and a few rags and towels. He handed the towels to Mercury and the bowl of water and the rag to irish,"Wet the rag, keep her cool, it'll help,"he told irish before he stepped back and wrapped his arm around Street's waist as he stood beside her again and watched nervously.

Spade relaxed at the sound of Abby's voice and when things began to get under control he was fine. He took her over to a nearby couch and sat down, gently pulling her into his lap as he watched from where they sat,"Irish'll be proud, I bet they'll have a gorgeous kid,"he muttered to her as he held her close around her waist and he rested his head on her shoulder.

Ace followed Chase and when they reached the crowd she pulled him over to a corner not far from everyone so they could still see, without being in the way. She turned to him and looked into his eyes,"Talk to me....Chase tell me your alright..."she whispered as she lie a hand on his cheek, she wanted him to assure her he was ok and he wasn't going anywhere.