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Whoa, I'm I dreaming?	By : litlbit Category: M through R > Newsies Views: 1444 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't make any money from this fic and I don't own Newsies, but I do own Morgan Jacobs aka Lit'l Bit

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Chapter 13
The next day I wake up to someone shaking me and of course my hand makes contact with them.
Race: Hey, whatcha do dat for?
Morgan: Oh sorry.
I turn and look at Race, who's rubbing his cheek.
Race: Man, you got a great right hook there.
I get up and off the bunk and pull on my trousers. I'm in a long shirt, that's way too big for me.
Morgan: So Race who are you gonna sell with?
Race: I don't know, but do you want to sell together?
Morgan: Sure, I mean Jack's probably sleeping off last night.
I roll my eyes now.
Race: Would you like to go to the races with me after we sell?
Morgan: As long as we can get something to eat after we sell, sure.
Race: They got great pretzels there and they don't cost too much.
Morgan: Ok, just let me finish getting ready.
Race: Sure, meet me in the lobby.
Race leaves and I finish getting ready, it doesn't take long and I head downstairs to the lobby. Once I'm there I find Race and we leave with the others. I'm kind of quiet; I'm thinking about Jack and what happened last night when he came home drunk.
Morgan: So how many times has Jack come home drunk?
Race: Well not much, I don't know, it's been awhile since he did that, so I'm wondering what made him do it.
Morgan: I don't know, but it's annoying.
Race: I'll have to ask him, see if he'll talk to me about it.
Morgan: Well I don't care, I mean it's his business and it's none of my business what he does.
Race: True.
We arrive at the D.O and get in line. I watch the others and then notice Oscar and Morris looking around and wonder if they are looking for Jack.
Crutchy: Hey Lit'l Bit.
Morgan: Hey Crutchy, how's your leg?
Crutchy: Oh not too bad, it's not bothering me that much today at least.
Morgan: Good, maybe I'll sell with you some time soon.
Crutchy: I'd like that.
The line moves and I'm next, so I get my papes. I get a 100 papes like normal and then sit down to scan the headlines and wait for race. A couple of times it took longer to get rid of them. I can't stand that, but sometimes I have a few left over and then it's ok, since they now have a rule that we get our money back if we can't sell them all. I'm scanning the headlines when Race sits down next to me and looks at his pape.
Race: Man, This here says that a cow gave birth to a two headed calf in Nebraska, where's that?
Morgan: How should I know!
Finally we both finish and head to a selling spot; I'm quiet of course, because I'm thinking up good headlines to sell my papes. I go to the other side of street and start to sell. A few hours later we're almost done, my stomach is growling and I'm starving.
Race: Ok I got a few left, what about you?
Morgan: Four left.
Race: Ok let's try to get rid of them and then we'll head to the racetrack and get those pretzels.
Morgan: Ok.
No such luck, we take the papes with us and head to the racetrack. We buy a pretzel from the corner guy and I almost devour mine in seconds. I buy my second one and then get some water and drink that up.
Morgan: That was the best pretzel I ever had.
Race finishes his up and drinks his water.
Race: Ok, let's go look at the horses and bet on them.
Morgan: Ok.
We get to the races and Racetrack gets the sheet with the horse’s names and we look at them.
Morgan: Can I pick one?
Race: Sure, which one?
Morgan: Fickle filly, number 7.
Race: Ok, I'm picking Sidewinders even.
We finish and then give the man our money, which I only bet a little bit of mine and we sit down to watch the race. Once the race starts I get excited and stand next to the fence shouting to my horse. Race just smiles at me and shakes his head.
Morgan: What, this is fun.
I continue to shout and scream and then I jump up and down when my horse wins.
Announcer: Number 7 has won, fickle filly has won.
I grab Race and hug him, I stop and smile.
Morgan: Come on let's get my money.
Race rolls his eyes and we go to collect our money. I hand the guy the piece of paper and he counts out the money, which is ten dollars. I hand Race five dollars. Race tries to hand it back.
Race: No, it's yours.
Morgan: It's ok Race.
Race: No, keep it; you never know when you might need it.
Morgan: Ok.
I stick the money deep into my pocket and then smile.
Morgan: You're right Race.
We start to walk back to the L.H.
Morgan: Maybe we should keep my winning to ourselves.
Race: Only if you want to.
Morgan: I'll think about it.
Race smiles at me and then grabs my arm to stop me from walking.
Race: Morgan.
Morgan: What Race.
Race: You're the first girl I ever took to the races.
Morgan: Really?
Race: Yeah and I just wanted to say that I had fun, do you think we could do it again anytime soon?

Morgan: I'd like that.
I grab him and pull him down, using my hand behind his head and brush my lips against his. Race responds by kissing me with more pressure and I respond of course and then run my fingers thru his hair. Race breaks the kiss and then looks down at me. Race doesn't say anything so I grab him into an alley and lean against a wall and then do it again, this time he presses his body against me more and moans with the kiss. Race breaks the kiss again and looks down at me.
Race: You're driving me crazy.
Morgan: I think that's the idea, so do you want to stop or finish it at the L.H?
Race: Well I've never gotten farther than this with a girl; do you think we could finish it at the L.H in the sickroom?

Morgan: Sure.
We head to the L.H and its pretty early, we sneak up to the sickroom and lock the door. I stand at the edge of the bed and smile.
Morgan: Come here Race.
Race comes over to me and we start to kiss, I let my fingers slip off his vest and then unbutton his shirt, I slid it off his shoulders and let my fingers caress his skin. Once I start, I think Race gets the idea, because I can feel his fingers as he starts to undress me. We break the kiss to climb into the bed and I pull the covers over us.
Morgan: So Race, how do you want me?
Race: Well Um, I’d like to be on top, if that’s ok.
I lay on my back.
Morgan: Come here.
I grab Race and kiss him, letting him get in-between my legs easily, our bodies pressed together and I can feel his erection against my thigh, so I guide it in me and I can feel the tightness around it and I moan. I break the kiss to whisper in his ear.
Morgan: Make me scream, I like it hard, deep and steady.
I tell Race exactly what to do and then I can't talk after that, because I'm moaning too much. It feels so wonderful and I can feel the tip of his cock as it hits my pleasure spot. I pull him downward so our bodies touch with each thrust that's made. I wrap my arms around Race's neck loosely, so he can continue to move in me.
Morgan: Oh god Race, oh yes, like that...
Race and I moan louder and then finally I climax and come instantly as an orgasm rocks my body.
Race: OH GOD.
Race then thrusts in me one more time all the way and with a loud moan comes in me hard. With my arms around his neck I kiss him passionately and he responds. Race and I kiss for awhile and then I break the kiss and I let go and Race pulls out and falls on his back. I put my head on his chest.
Race: That was amazing.
Morgan: Are you sure you've never been with a girl like this before?
Race: I'm sure, if I had, I'd remember it.
Morgan: Well you were pretty amazing.
Race: I got a great teacher.
We lie like that and talk about a few things; I won't get into it, because it's kind of long. We must have been in there a pretty long time, because Race checks his pocket watch and it's pretty close to when all the newsies come back from selling or from lunch. I noticed something that the newsies eat at Tibby's a lot and I also found out that the owner gives them specials, since they give him a paper for free. I think that's cool. Race gets dressed, while I go into the bathroom to clean myself up a little bit. I come out refreshed and Race pulls me into a kiss and I let him and then break it.
Morgan: What do you think of a threesome?
Race: What's that?
Morgan: Never mind I'll tell you another time, come on.
We sneak out the sickroom and I go to where I sleep and pull out a notebook. I actually haven't been writing in it like I should be. I mean it gets al little boring after awhile, so I decided to just write the exciting stuff that happens. Like today with Race.*smiles* I also lock my door and I am writing when there is a knock on the door.
Morgan: Who is it?
Jack: Me Jack.
Morgan: Ok just a minute.
I quickly finish writing what happened and then slip the notebook under my pillow. I get up and unlock the door. I let Jack in and then go back to my bunk and lay down.
Morgan: Look who finally sobered up.
Jack rolls his eyes and then sits down by me.
Morgan: So why did you get drunk Jack?
Jack: It's nothing; I thought I'd have a good time.
Morgan: Come on Jack, something had to of been bothering you to get you to go to a bar and get plastered.
Jack: Plastered?
I roll my eyes.
Morgan: You know drunk as a skunk.
Jack: Nothing really.
I roll my eyes.
Morgan: Jack please you can't fool me.
Jack: Fine, I think I'm falling in love with you Morgan.
Morgan: Jack, please you can't be.......
I can't finish my sentence, because Jack had put his fingers to my lips and then continued.
Jack: I don't know why, but I think I love you.
Morgan: Jack you can't fall in love with me.
Jack: Why not?
Morgan: Because you can't!
Jack: But I've never felt this way before about a girl.
Morgan: Jack it's not love, its lust.
Jack: Lust?
Morgan: Ok I'm going to do something I hope you'll understand.
I get up and reach underneath and pull out the laundry bag. I open it up and pull out my blue bag that I carry to work. I then pull out the clothes I came in and hold them up.
Morgan: Ok Jack here goes.
Morgan: Jack I'm from the future, these are the clothes that I came in and I had to steal the clothes I'm wearing so that nobody would know that I'm from the future.

Jack: That's impossible.
I pull out my ID which has my birth date and picture on it, even the year that it is.
Morgan: This is my ID, this has my birth date-Feb. 17, 1974 and this is the year that I came from and this is the year that my ID expires. I'm from the year 2004.
Jack shakes his head.
I then pull out my Discman and show him it.
Morgan: This is a Discman that we have in 2004, it plays music and I have the newsies soundtrack that I burned in there. Come here and put these on.
Jack shakes his head.
Morgan: It's ok.
Finally I get him to put them on his ears and I start the Discman and he just sits there and listens, his eyes get wide when he hears Race's voice now.
Jack: That sounds just like Race.
I can hear it of course, because it's as loud as it goes and then I switch to Santé Fe and his eyes get wide and his eyebrow goes up.
Jack: That sounds just like me.
I switch it to another song and he frowns when he recognizes David's voice, then he pulls the headphones off.
Jack: That's amazing, those are our voices, I never knew we could sing.
I roll my eyes again.
Morgan: They make a movie about you and tons of girls in 2004 are in love with you all and the movie is a cult classic. In fact there are stories about newsies that fans write on the internet, we have computers too. I could go into it, but its take me forever to tell you about it.
I put away the Discman and then the stuff I showed him.
Jack: Really?
Morgan: Yeah, but don't get a swelled head about it, most of them are teenyboppers and not my age and well they are just teenagers.
Jack: So how old are you?
Morgan: Old enough to know about sex.
Jack smiles.
Jack: Ok say that I believe you, how did you get here?
Morgan: I don't know, the last thing I remember was being on the subway or bus and then boom I was here.
Jack: That would explain all the headlines you can make up.
I roll my eyes and then look at Jack.
Morgan: The reason I'm telling you this is, because I don't know when I'm going back and I just don't want you to get hurt when I do go back.
Jack: Take me with you.
Morgan: I can't and I don't know how, I mean I don't even know when it's going to happen.
Jack: I need to know one thing.
Morgan: What's that?
Jack: How do you feel about me?
Morgan: I don't know, I mean I care about all of you as if I've known you forever and I think that I'll miss you all when I have to leave, I'd take you back with me if I knew how Jack and the only reason I am telling you about where I came from is so you will understand that I can't fall in love with you or any of the other newsies ever.
Jack: Well I think I love you.
Morgan: Stop saying that, you can't, don't you understand and please Jack you can't tell anybody what I told you or they'll come and take me away and then I'll be locked up forever and never be with any of you guys again.
Jack: I won't tell anyone what you told me, but Morgan it won't change how I feel about you.
Morgan: Jack you're not the only newsie I've been with and not the last I'm going to be with while I'm here. If you call me a whore or a slut I will personally kick your sorry ass and don't think I can't do that.
I notice Jack's face and then put the stuff back in the blue bag and laundry bag and shove it way back under the bunk against the wall and then sit down on the bunk.
Morgan: So do you feel the same way as you did before about me?

Jack: Yeah.
Morgan: Well don't, because I just care about you and the other newsies and that's that.
Jack gets up and leaves without a word and I lie on my back on my bunk and stare at the ceiling.
Morgan: Damn it, I think I love you too Jack.
Jack heard what she said as he leaned in and listened thru the door.
Jack: I love you Morgan.
Jack whispered to himself, so quiet nobody could hear him as he said it.
That night as the newsies played poker I just laid in my bunk with a lot of thoughts and what Jack asked about coming back to my time with me. Man was I deep in thought about everything I told Jack and how much the newsies meant to me, then I thought about all those girls back in 2004 that were crazy about them all, even the less known ones and smiled. Soon I was asleep and waiting for the next day to come so I could sell papes. Later that night I thought I felt something against my cheek and forehead and turned on my stomach as I usually did and then waited for the dreams to come.
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