Queen of Queens, New York (Spot Conlon X OC)

Part 9: Bailout

Minx POV:

I wake up in a slightly dark room with my head hurting and ringing. I adjust to the sun that goes through the window and look around to find the room empty. Then suddenly the door opens and someone comes in, grabbing me and carefully taking me outside. I look around and see I was in a court room. I wear handcuffs behind and cuffs on my ankles preventing me from running. I touch my forehead, trying to stop my head from ringing, but as I remove my hand I find dry blood on it.

"Hey... can I go to the bathroom to wash off the dry blood?" I ask a cop. He says 'yes' and leads me to the lady's bathroom.

I look into the mirror seeing a blood go down my face. I get a napkin and wash it with water then dabbed it on my forehead, wiping the blood away. I then look down the mirror and my eyes land on a big bruise on my arm, very visible from afar. I slowly and gently touch the bruise which hurts to move my arm. I then look back to look into my eyes, I ask my face with water. I exit the bathroom with the Cop standing at the door. He takes me by my unbruised arm and puts my cuffs on again. He takes me to a court room where people are. I then look around and see the Newsies I know, especially one..

"Minx!" He says

"Spot!" I say as I run towards him. He wraps his arms around me tightly, I slightly wince in pain.

"Are you okay?" He says as he let's go and looks at me up and down until his eyes land on the bruise on my arm.

"It's nothing bad, Spot" I'm say as I take his hand into mine.

"Nothing bad? Doll, it looks like it hurts!" He says as he squeezes my hand.

"Believe me, it does" I say with a small smile. I then look behind him and see, Racetrack. One person crosses my mind as I see him.

"Race, where is Nova!" I say as I gently push Spit aside.

"Don't worry, Minx. She gathered all the young newsies and took them somewhere safe" He says.

"Oh thank god.." I say out of relief.

"All rise, all rise. Court is now in session. Judge E.A Monahan presiding." The bailiff says.

"Are any of you represented by counsel?" The judge says as he looks at us. All of us look around confused as to what the Judge said.

"No? Good, good. That'll move things along considerably" He says as he looks at his desk.

"Hey, your honor I object" Spot suddenly says. I look at Spot confused.

"On what grounds?" Judge asked as he stares at Spot.

"On the grounds of Brooklyn, Your Honor" Spot says with a smile. Everyone starts to laugh. The Judge bangs his Gravel.

"I fine each of you $5 or two weeks' confinement in House of Refuge" The Judge says as he points to us.

"What?" I say in disbelief.

"Woah, woah. Hey, hey, we ain't got 5 bucks. We don't even got 5 cents. Hey, Your Honor, how about I roll you in for it? Double or nothing." Racetrack says making everyone laugh.

"Alright, move along. Move along" The Judge says swatting us away.

"Your Honor! I'm pay the fines. All of them." I turn around and see Denton walking through the gate door, along with David.

"Hey fellas, you all alright?" David says as he walks towards us.

"David.." I say with a small smile.

"You doing alright, Minx?" He says as he looks at my bruise on my arm.

"Yeah.. yeah I'm alright.." I say with a grin.