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After the movie, Dallas and Jessica went back to the bar to crash upstairs. They had slept for a couple of hours before the owner of the bar began banging on their door. Dallas rolled out of bed to answer the boy. "There are two young boys wanting to talk to you." The owner told, then walked away.
Dallas hurried downstairs. Soon enough, Dal, Ponyboy and Johnny appeared in the room. Jessica turned on the lamp next to her for the boys. "Hey stupid, take the sweatshirt off man. You'll freeze to death." Pony sat himself on the bed and pulled his shirt off.
"What happened?" Jessica asked as she noticed Pony and Johnny's worried expressions.
"Johnny killed a soc." Pony cried out.
"Hey, keep it down will ya?" Dallas hushed the boy.
Dallas pulled a gun out of the dressed and handed it to Johnny. "Don't point the thing at me, will ya? It's loaded, come on." Dallas huffed. He then handed Johnny fifty bucks.
Pony continued to cry next to Jessica. Jessica rubbed his back. "It'll be okay, Ponyboy. Everything will blow over soon enough. Just wait." Jessica assured, although she didn't know the whole situation she just wanted to comfort the stressed out boy.
"Look, I'm not itching to tell your big brother and get kicked, man." Dallas tossed Pony a shirt.
"Now, get the 3:15 train to Windrixville. It's a freight. There's an abandoned church on top of Jay Mountain. There's a pump in the back so don't worry about water. Get a weeks supply of food as soon as you get there, this morning, before the story gets out. Don't so much as stick your noses out of the door. Am I clear? I'll be up there as soon as I think everything's cool." Dallas explained.
"Man, I thought New York would be the only place I'd end up in a murder rap. Jesus Christ." Dallas huffed, then led the two boys out of the bar.
When he came back, Jessica stared at him wide eyed from the bed. "Calm down, Jess. It'll all blow over." He stood at the edge of the bed.
Jessica sighed and slipped her finger in one of his jeans' belt loop. She pulled him back into bed. "Let's hope so." She fretted.
As the two were readying themselves to fall back asleep, Jessica placed her hand on Dallas' chest. "Dal, promise me you'll never get into anymore trouble? Promise me you'll never leave me?"
"I promise, Jess. I love you, now don't worry about all this and go to sleep." Dallas assured her and with that, the two drifted off to sleep.
* * *
About a week later, Dallas and Jessica were at the abandoned church in Windrixville— where the boys were crashing. The news of the murder had died down and Dal thought it safe to go get the boys. The boys looked dirty and sweaty. Ponyboy had even dyed his hair blonde. The two were asleep on the ground when the couple arrived. "Hey blondie, wake up." Dallas shook Pony.
"Rise and shine, man." Dallas snickered as he disturbed Pony's sleep.
The two groaned as they woke up. "You guys hungry? Wanna get something to eat? I'm starving." Dallas asked.
"You're starving? Try bologna for days." Johnny grunted. Dallas laughed.
"I got a special delivery for Ponyboy." Dallas pulled out a note Sodapop wrote for Pony. He handed to the new blond.
"Who's this from?" Pony asked.
"The president of the United States of America." Dal sarcastically joked.
"Yeah, right." Pony sneered.
"From your brother, Sodapop. I told him I didn't know where you were but he didn't believe me. He really wanted me to give that to you." Dallas told.
"Hey, Dal. What's going on with the cops man? You hear anything?" Johnny asked.
"Cops beat it out of me that you were— get this one— that you guys were headed for Texas, man... look at this guy with his hair, man, I can't believe that." Dallas clowned Ponyboy.
"I know I look lousy. But don't rub it in." Pony shook his head.
"Let's get out of here." Johnny suggested that they go eat.
* * *
They soon got some sandwiches from Dairy Queen and Johnny and Pony began gobbling the meal down. "That kid you killed had plenty of friend. It's all over town, soc against grease. Look, I started carrying a heater man." Dallas showed off his gun.
"Dally you kill people with heaters." Pony told.
"Don't worry. It ain't loaded." Dallas chuckled.
"Tim Shepherd's gang and our group are gonna have it out with the socs in a vacant lot tomorrow night. Hey, I didn't tell you we got a spy." Dallas informed the boys.
"Spy, who?" Johnny asked.
Dallas smirked and looked over at Jessica. "This good looking broad. She's gonna testify that the socs were drunk that night and they were the ones that were looking for the fight. And you guys fought back strictly on self defense." Dallas told.
"We're going back and we're gonna turn ourselves in." Johnny stayed.
"What??" Dallas was in shock.
"I got a good chance of being let off easy. It was self defense. You just said Pony and Jess would testify." Johnny reasoned.
"No, no, no. Are you sure?" Dallas asked.
"Yeah, I'm sure. Man, it ain't fair for Darry and Soda worrying about Ponyboy. I guess my folks ain't worried about me." Johnny shrugged.
"Hey, man! The boys are worried. You know that Two-Bit wanted to go to Texas to hunt you?" Dallas defensively yelled at Johnny.
"I asked if my parents asked about me." Johnny stayed.
"No they didn't, so what? You think my old man gives a hang of I'm dead in a car wreck, or drunk or in jail or something? He doesn't care. But that doesn't bother me none. Come one. You're not going anywhere. I get you this hideout, man. Look at this, now you wanna split. This is just terrific." Dallas huffed.
