Chapter 11

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(So sad this book is coming to an end. I have two more chapters after this and I am so grateful for the reads. Also I have other fanfics in the making, Draco Malfoy, Elvis Presley, Roger Taylor played by Ben Hardy, Thomas Shelby from peaky blinders.)

"No we will do better than that! We will make our own paper!" I looked at Jack in shock.

David looked at him the same way, "Yeah right."

"We tell them they have to join us," Jack grabbed my hands looking down at my with pleading eyes, "Isn't that a great idea?"

I lightly smiled at him, I do agree. But how would we? Jack looks so set on it. I do believe in him. He is a leader.

David walked up to him, "yeah it's a good idea," he sighed shaking his head, "but what do we know about printing a newspaper?"

Jack patted David, "Nothing but our old man Denton." Jack pointed a paper at him.

David put his hands on his hips, "Yeah but I think our man Denton," David grabbed a hold of Dentons shoulders, "Has something more important to do. I mean he's going to be an ace correspondent!" He threw out his hand explaining. David nodded before looking back at him, "Right Denton?"

Denton eyed us with a smile, before chuckling, "Alright," he threw his hands down as Jack let out a soft laugh, "Where do we start?"

Jack looked behind him to see me smiling up at him. He quickly left a kiss on my cheek before rushing back over to Denton, "Alright we gotta move fast!" He sat across the desk from Denton, as for David he was a smiling mess, "now we gotta move fast. We're going to need the newsies to circulate."

David and Sarah joined the rest at the table while I occupied Les. I smiled down at the boy before he launched himself into my arms.

Denton spoke up, "There's something else we need, a printing press."

Jack smirked, "As it happens, I know someone with a printing press."

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Jack carefully led me down the stairs. We all followed him down the stairs to be exact. We was in the room where Jack stayed, when he was with weasel.

Sarah made a weird face, "You've been living here?"

Jack quickly turned around, "Shhh! They're right above us. If weasel catches us we're all in the slam!" Jack helped me take another step down, before his hand lost contact with mine to turn on the light.

"Oh right a platen press!" Denton whispered with excitement, "Looks like old man Pulitzer never threw it away."

David looked at us with worry, "Do you think it will work?!"

"It better we have a dead line."

Jack smiled down at me, soon the lips that formed the smile were on mine. He held my waist and we passionately kissed. I am so glad to see him happy.

"Okay okay! We have to get going," David looked at us weird, "You can do it later."

(Not edited but I cant wait to to show you how Y/n and Jacks story ends.)

Word Count: 528

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