From The Journals of Katherine Plumber

August 2nd, 1900

 It's only been 5 days since the official announcement to society and yet I feel as if it has gone by so slowly. All I want is to marry Jack right here and now. Honestly, that's all I can think of lately. No matter what I'm doing. I could be cleaning or writing, and yet I think about my wedding. It still makes me freak out inside to think of those words: My wedding. Everything is just so perfect now, Jack and I were even asked by Father to go look at a house on 5th today. So, we are to do that, then come back here for an engagement dinner party with our close friends and family. Which means, yes, the Newsies were formally invited to the Pulitzer mansion for once. This is to be a very... special evening.

As soon as I heard a gentle knock on the front door, I jumped up from my desk chair and ran into the hall and down the steps. My large, gorgeous, pink-ish purple gown flowed down the stairs behind me. I ran into the ballroom and to the foyer to see Jack, taking his hat off for me. I ran into his arms and smiled wide as he picked me up and spun me around. "Youse haven't seen me for a day." He chuckled, his head buried in my neck, pecking small kisses here and there.

"I don't care." I giggled, holding onto him, "I know it's for a much bigger picture, but I miss seeing you every night."

"So do Ise." Jack smirked, clearly eyeing me up.

I rolled my eyes, "In a friendly sense, not sexual, Jack."

"Wes' can be friends and be ta'getha' like dat." He grinned, his hand going protectively on my hips.

I rolled my eyes, "Come on, we should leave so we can meet Father."

Jack nodded, "Of course. Shall we, Ms. Pulitzer?"

"Of course, Mr. Kelly." I smiled, linking my arm with his.

Jack smirked, kissing my head as we began to walk out the front door. As we walked down the mild, busy streets, some people stopped us here and there to congratulate or say hello. For two people who did not like all attention on us, we were managing pretty well with it. I dare say we enjoyed it. We were halfway to the address Father gave us as I got tired. I let out a heavy sigh, laying my head on Jack's shoulder as we continued on. I could practically see his smirk in my head when he looked down at me, but his tone most certainly did not match my idea of him, "What's wrong?" He asked. I removed my head from his shoulder and looked to see his face, very concerned expression.

"Nothing. I'm just tired. It's a long walk." I said, grabbing his hand even tighter to reassure him.

"Youse just been gettin' tired a lot often. Wes' been walkin' for only 7, 8 blocks o' so." He said.

"Really? Feels longer." I said, practically dismissing him.

Of course, that didn't work because he is Jack. He is stubborn and stupid, "Y'know, a year ago youse ran da Brooklyn Bridge with no problem,-"

"Jack!" I whined.

"-Ise just sayin', Ace! Maybe... Maybe somethin' is wrong." He said.

"Nothing is wrong. I am fine. Why are you so concerned all of the sudden?" I asked.

"It's not all of da sudden. Ise always concerned." He said.

"Jack. Why?" I asked once more.

He sighed, "It seems too good. Bein' engaged– Looking at a house! Hell, even ya Fatha' approves o' us now. Ise don't want anythin' changin' what wes' got now."

I sighed, "Nothing will change what we have. Jack, even if one of us were to die right now, we will still have the everlasting love we share and all of our happy, stupid little moments." I giggled softly.

Jack chuckled softly and kissed my hand, "Ise can't wait till ya my Mrs. Kelly." He smirked.

"Neither can I." I smiled as we stopped walking when we reached a corner to face each other.