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Chapter 31 - Plans

Warnings: Kidnapping, threats, soaking
Third Person POV

Spade pushes Caleb forward.

Caleb stumbles ahead, almost falling.

His hands were tied behind his back, and he was still hurt.

He might've been lying when he said his injuries didn't hurt.

"Go" Spade growls, pushing Caleb again.

"It's really hard to walk when you drug someone and then beat them" Caleb snarls, causing Spade to smack him upside the head.

"You rather you be like that?" Spade questions, pointing behind him to Race and Rock.

Race laid, half asleep, in Rock's arms, while Rock carried him.

Race was really pale, like paler than he should be, and he was still bleeding.

Caleb's eyes soften at the sight of him, but he kept a Poker face on the rest of his face. "You will pay for that, this, and everything else you've done."

Spade rolls his eyes. "You can say that all you want, but I know you, and I can read your eyes. You're just trying to convince yourself that."

Caleb scowls at Spade, who pushes him forward, into the same room where he had heard their plan.

"It's nice when the leaders have their own room," Spade states, closing the door. "And when you're the leaders best friend, and one of them is missing and the other is sick."

"I'm not sick," Caleb scowls, as he's pushed to sit down. "And, you won't get away with this."

Rock laid Race down next to Caleb, and Race immediately curled into a ball having been so broken with this whole thing.

He wanted to fight back, he really did, but he lost that fire a while back when this whole thing started.

He wished Buttons, Albert, or Romeo could be here to help him fuel the extinguished fire, but they weren't.

Rock and Spade stare at Caleb and Race, while Caleb stares at Race, his mind filling his things as he felt helpless.

He wanted to help Race, but he wasn't positive that Race even trusted him the tiniest bit, and he shouldn't.

"I will soak you." Caleb states, his voice deadly quiet as he stares at Race. "I will soak you, and not even for myself." Caleb finally looks Spade dead in the eyes. "I'll do it for Antho- Antonio and Carson."

Spade was about to say something when Race's weak voice spoke first. "That's- thats m-my name..."

Caleb smiles a bit. "I'm sorry."

A small smile appears on Race's lips.

"Wow, how cute." Spade mocks. "You'd do anything for your brothers, wouldn't you?"

"In a heartbeat" Caleb whispers, sparing another glance at Race.

"Then I'd shut up." Spade spits. "Because I don't think you want a knife through his heart yet, I thought you were still clinging to that small piece of hope in you."

Caleb's eyes widen, as he leans back, keeping his mouth shut.

He didn't know if Spade was being dramatic and lying, but he didn't want to find out.

He wasn't risking Race's life over a few snarky comments.

"So," Spade starts, turning to Rock. "Now, what's our plan?"

In Brooklyn

"Here's our plan," Jack starts. "There's a meeting with the leaders in two days, and I know for a fact that Bullet and Race will be there. Even though no one else should come, a good amount of the other borough leaders are giving us permission to have you guys come, and have their seconds and thirds come because of this recent situation."

"You'll all hide while we talk to them, and if we need you guys to come out, we'll signal it." Spot continues.  "We haven't figured the signal out yet, but we will tell you. Everyone got it?"

The Newsies nod.

Carson turns to Jack as everyone disburses. "Will this really work? I don't want to lose them."

Jack puts his hand on Carson's shoulder. "Blade, I can't promise that everything will go smoothly, but I can promise that we aren't going to lose Bullet or Race. Okay?"

Carson nods, frowning a bit. "What do we do with Spade and Rock after?"

Jack and Spot share a smirk. "Soak 'em and then take them to New Jersey."

Carson smiles a bit. "That should be interesting. It'll be interesting to see how much Caleb wants to soak them."

"He better let some of us soak 'em, too." Spot responds, clenching his fists. "I've been wanting to hurt them for everything they've put Race through."

"They did also kidnap you, you realize that, right?" Caleb asks Spot, who nods.

Spot shrugs a bit. "I care more about what they've done to Race, than what they did to me. Besides, Race hurt worse than I did by a long shot."

Carson rubs the back of his neck. "Sorry about that. I never wanted to hurt you to Race."

Spot shrugs, their still was a bit of awkward tension around the two of them. "I'll forgive you in due time."

Carson nods. "I've told you this, but it's crazy to me to hear that from you since all I've ever heard about you is 'Mr. King of Brooklyn who will toss you off the Brooklyn bridge if you say anything remotely bad about me or my boys'."

Jack laughs. "The first time Race met him, he not only didn't know what the 'King of Brooklyn' was, but he didn't know who Spot was, bad idea on my part, and he almost punched Spot, though Albert and JoJo stopped him."

"And I still fell for that idiot" Spot mumbles, rubbing the temples of his forehead.

Carson and Jack share a laugh, and Spot cracks a tiny smile.

"I'm tell you, Blade. You are Race are more alike than you two think" Jack comments. Spot nods.

"How so?" Carson questions.

Jack turns to Spot, holding out his pinky, and blinking a lot. He was trying to act like Race. "Ti prometti?"

Spot hooks his pinky with Jack, chuckling. "Io prometto."

Carson chuckles. "Okay, you got us there. We also look pretty alike."

"You seriously do" Haste agrees, wrapping his arms around Carson, and kissing his forehead.

Jack and Spot share a smile, while Carson blushes.

"Oh- uh- we're dating? Are you okay with that?" Carson panics. "Wait- why wouldn't you be? Spot's dating Race."

Jack and Spot laugh, cutting Carson off. "Blade, it's okay. Haste told us, plus, like you said, Spot is dating Race and I'm dating a boy, too."

Carson exhales. "Oh thank God."

Haste, Spot, and Jack laugh again.

He's so much like Race, it's pretty crazy, Spot thinks to himself, his smile growing a little more longingful than happy.

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