The outsiders

Together

I wake up in a bright room, I think for a second I burned to death and that I was in heaven. The dull ache of my hand brought me back to reality. I was laying on a crisp, clean, solid white sheet. I looked down at my hand to see it still intertwined with Dally's. I groaned and tried to sit up, ignoring the stabbing pain in my hand. I wonder when I blacked out...I vaguely remember being dragged out of the church by Dally, but nothing else after that. Dally was laying awake starring at me.

"Morning, Angel."He said, smiling at me.

"Morning, baby." I said stretching

"You know we're famous." He said matter-of-factly.

"We are?" I asked blankly.

"Take a look." He said,grabbing a newspaper and tossing it my way. I notice for a minuite that our hands were burned and wrapped up but we were still holding hands. In the paper there was a whole column about us...us holding hands and still holding hands even though it was burned...apparently they tried to seperate us...but we wouldn't let go. There was a picture of us holding hands through the fire, I could hardly believe it was Dally...his eyes, usually cold and bitter, were closed and his face was twisted with pain.

"You look different." I state, looking at his picture in the paper.

"I was praying." He said softly

"Praying? Praying for what?" I ask, disbelief obvious in my voice.

"For you. I was begging God or whoever was listening that you would be okay, that I didn't care what happened to me as long as you were okay." He said, his voice cracked slightly

"I never figured you as a religious guy." I said, looking him over

"I ain't, I just wanted you to be okay...I was willing to try anything...' He said, Smiling slightly

I grinned and layed my head on his chest, letting the sound of his steady heartbeat lull me back to sleep.

And I was almost there too, before the gang burst in. They were all grease and grinning like the Cheshire cat.

"Hey, Dal." Johnny said from behind Two-bit.

"Hey, Johnnycake." Dal said grinning with them.

"How are ya, Bree?" Two-bit said, looking at me.

"I'm alright." I said, shrugging.

"Too bad y'all cant make it to the rumble." Two-bit said taking out his jet black handled switch blade aka Two-bits prized knife

Dally shrugged and wrapped his arm tighter around me, I knew he had a plan but I was too tired to figure it out.