The Bridge to Brooklyn (Sprace fanfic)

River side

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"Spot? I did it. I beat the current.", Race whispered.

No answer. Race turned to towards his boyfriend.

"Shortie? Spot?! SPOT!!", Race shook him.

Race began to cry, "Spot this isn't funny!!! Wake up"

He didn't move. He didn't make a noise. He was limp and quiet. Race grabbed him, yelling and crying. Race pushed down on Spot's chest. Nothing.

"YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME!!! DONT YOU DARE DIE ON ME SPOT CONLON!!!", Race screamed, "I DONT WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE IN THE PAPER!!!"

Spot didn't respond. Race continued doing everything he could. CPR wasn't seeming to work. Race broke down still trying. Jack, Davey, Eddie and Blink found the two and their hearts shattered at what they saw. Jack walked up to Race, placing his hand on Race's shoulder. Blink and Davey untied Spot. Eddie stood far behind a pit in his stomach.

Race cried, "one more time..let me try one more time"

Jack let him. Race pushed down hard on his chest, pinching Spot's nose and placed their lips together. Race relaxed and sat up. He went quiet and still. No response.

Jack hugged Race, "I'm so sorry Race..."

Then he coughed. Spot coughed, water trickling out of his mouth. He groaned. They all froze.

"Damn I feel like shit..", Spot gasped.

Race grabbed him hugging him tightly. He shivered. He's alive...

Race sobbed into his shoulder, "I thought I lost you..he weren't waking up"

Spot chuckled softly, "I'm not leaving you anytime soon Racer"

Race gripped him tighter and Spot hugged him back. When he pulled away Spot noticed Race's dripping wet hair and wet clothes.

"Why are you all wet?", Spot brushed Race's dripping hair out of his face.

"I jumped. I jumped in after you. And I beat the stupid current", Race smiled tears still falling out of his eyes.

Spot smiled weakly, "I'm so proud of you Racer..."

Spot's eyes closed but his chest still steadily moved. Race held him close, he was tired but he didn't want to fall asleep he was scared someone would take Spot from him again.

Jack kneeled down, "let's get you guys warm again."

Race nodded. He slumped into Jack's arms. All the adrenaline and energy was gone. Jack picked Race up like a sleepy little kid. Davey picked up Spot, Blink helping him. Race reached for Spot.

"He's not going anywhere he'll be there when you wake up. Just fall asleep Race you need it", Jack spoke softly.

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Race's eyes fluttered open. He recognized the room he was in and the strong arm around him. He grinned and turned to face Spot , who was sleeping peacefully. Race snuggled into spot's chest. They were both bundled up and under three blankets. Race felt the warmth again he wasn't numb anymore.

"Mornin Shortie"

"Mornin..."

Race was relieved to hear his voice again. Race thought about what happened.

"Where's the shit bag and Eddie?", Race mumbled. He stilled hated them if he didn't love where he was right now he'd be beating the life out of the both of them.

"I don't know and right now I don't care. I just want to hold you.", Spot opened his eyes.

They laid there huddling together. Race backed away to look Spot in the eyes. Dark bags hung under his deep brown eyes. Race brushed his finger over Spot's cheek.

"I love you.

Spot seemed to be caught off guard but smiled warmly, kissing Race's forehead.

"I love you too"

Those words made them feel like a feather. A soft knock came from the door. Race quickly sat up and defensively sat in front of Spot, arm extended outwards like a seatbelt. Race scowled at the door ready for a fight.

"Who is it?!", Race shouted.

"It's just me", Jack's voice sound from outside.

Race relaxed. The door opened and in walked Jack and Eddie.

Race was defensive again, "what the hell does he want?!"

Eddie lowered his head. Race felt Spot's hand sit on his waist, pulling him in.

"Eddie just wants to talk", Jack raised his hand telling Race to calm down.

Eddie opened his mouth and he closed it again. Spot sat up.

Eddie frowned, "I'm sorry...I should've never told anyone about what I saw, but I didn't know what else to do. I was shocked. If I had any idea that Abe would do something like that I would have kept it to myself. Please forgive me..."

Race shook his head.

Spot piped up, "I can't forgive you, right now. You have to earn my trust back...and Race's"

"Yeah not happening.", Race hissed, "i didn't trust you much before I sure as hell don't trust you now."

Eddie nodded his head.

"But. If Spot can learn to trust you then I'll consider it."

Eddie smiled ever so slightly. Jack grinned.

"Question what happened to Abe? I did really like to talk to him.", Race cracked his knuckles.

Spot laughed at Race. Jack shook his head.

"Jack took care of him. He is no longer a newsie nor will he ever be again. He was 18 anyway it was time for him to get a job somewhere else", Eddie said.

"We told the other boroughs that there are some kids who are a bit different, we didn't say any names though and they all took care of kids who were like Abe", Jack crossed his arms.

Race groaned, "I was really wanting to kick his ass he'd be standing for weeks!"

Spot laughed so hard he wheezed, "I guess I'm rubbing off on yeah"

Race rolled his eyes and hit Spot with a pillow. Jack laughed too and Eddie quietly chuckled.

"I'll go check on everyone.", Eddie turned and left the room.

"Also quick question. How the hell did you learn how to swim?! You wouldn't even step foot in water let alone jump off a bridge into a cold ass river"

"It was all Spot! He taught me how to swim and I jumped for him and I'd do it a million times again", Race lovingly looked at Spot.

Jack nodded, he knew that he'd do the same for Davey. Spot and Race had a bond that Jack sometimes underestimated how strong it was. They truly loved each other.

The Kings of New York.

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And there is the end of this story!! I'm so proud of myself I've never finished a story before!! I had great support that kept me going!
Thank all for reading! <3