Because everybody knows the kits are Leafpool's. Oh, and because all the people who insisted they weren't are uber-annoyed. (And because I haven't posted anything in like, a year, and I really, really wanted to write this)

Takes place during Sunrise.

Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors.

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"Oh, and Jayfeather, don't forget to be careful if you scent fresh markers near the WindClan border when you're picking up that horsetail. Who knows what WindClan would do if you were only two tail-lengths from their territory," Leafpool reminded her apprentice, slightly sarcastically.

Jayfeather hissed under his breath. Who did Leafpool think he was? He could take care of himself. "Stop fussing over me," he muttered just loud enough to be overheard. "I'm not a kit, and you're not my mother." I wish I knew who my mother is, he thought bitterly.

Jayfeather heard Leafpool open her mouth, but closed it before she said anything. She shook her head and turned to make a poultice for Mousewhisker's cracked pads. Jayfeather rolled his eyes and turned to leave the den, but before he could exit, he was lifted off his paws. He closed his eyes, and when he felt his paws touch ground, he found him self on the sandy shore of the lake. Squirrelflight and Leafpool where nearby, sharing toungues. Leafpool looked anxious and worried, while Squirrelflight seemed curios.

Realizing he was in Leafpool's memory, Jayfeather padded closer to the sisters to hear what they were saying. Squirrelflight ubruptly jumped up in surprise, making Jaypaw believe for a second that she has seen him. Instead, she shrieked, "You and Crowfeather mated? When you left together?"

Leafpool looked at her paws. "I thought we weren't going to come back, so it wouldn't matter….and I told myself that I wasn't a medicine cat then."

Jayfeather stared at the two she-cats, mystified, until he realized exactly what they were talking about. No wonder Leafpool and Crowfeather were so tense around each other, Jayfeather reasoned.

Leafpool was still looking at her paws, apparently embarrassed. "There are herbs that can make queens give birth earlier," she meowed, an anxious edge to her voice. "They're usually used if a queen is near to joining StarClan, but they don't harm the queen….Squirrelflight, will you do me a huge favor?" She looked at Squirrelflight, whose tail-tip was nervously quivering. "Squirrelflight, will you take my kits and claim them as you own?" The desperation was clear in both her mew and her eyes as she turned to look at the lake.

Squirrelflight still appeared to be in shock, because it was a few moments before she stammered "O-o-okay."

Leafpool sighed in relief. " I can't thank you enough, Squirrelflight. She started to say something else, but before Jayfeather could figure out what she was meowing, the memory shifted and Jayfeather was whirled into no other place but the ThunderClan nursery, where Squirrelflight was curled up around three kits – him, Hollyleaf, and Lionblaze, Jayfeather realized with a jolt.

Brambleclaw was sitting next to Squirrelflight, looking nervous and worried. "Why didn't you tell me you were expecting kits?" he asked anxiously. "They – They are mine?"

"Of course, you stupid furball." Squirrelflight licked her mate's ear. " I wasn't sure that I was expecting kits. I was going to ask Leafpool to check in a couple of days. So I went hunting by myself, and started giving birth…..it was lucky that Leafpool was collecting herbs nearby. She said that I started kitting extremely early – look at how tiny these kits are! Leafpool says they'll be fine, though…." Her mew trailed off, and Jayfeather was sure that Brambleclaw had accepted the lie. He had to admit, it was rather well thought out.

"You should eat some borage, Squirrelflight," Leafpool arrived with a mouthful of leaves in her jaws. Jayfeather had smelled the tang of the herbs all the while and suspected that Leafpool had been standing near the nursery entrance for a bit.

The medicine cat dropped the herbs by Squirrelflight's mouth, and bent down on premise of checking the kits, but Jayfeather new that she was actually just trying to spend what little motherly time she could spend with her children – us, Jayfeather realized. Great StarClan, Leafpool's my mother!

Leafpool bent down over the kits and licked them each, as if to keep them clean. "Lionkit…..Hollykit…Jaykit…." she quietly mewed.

"Jayfeather?" Leafpool's voice brought the young medicine cat back to the present;

Jayfeather shook his head to clear it, and opened his eyes to darkness. He turned around to where he knew Leafpool would be, and stared at her, shocked, but still not realizing the intensity of the situation.

"You are my mother."

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=D Cliffie!

Review, please? (And yes, the story's supposed to be a little vague. You should know what's going on.)

- Susmita