Hey guys, it's Kitty Ninja. I know I'm working on A New Generation, and I won't stop, but I just decided to do a random set of one-shots. More specifically, what-ifs. I know a lot of these have been made recently, but these just randomly popped up in my mind. Okay, here's my first one. DoveXTiger, beware.

This was just an idea that popped into my mind. Oh, and if you put a request for something in the reviews, I'll do it, but that probably won't happen.

XX SPOILER ALERT XX

Dovewing's eyes drooped, and she was on the verge of sleep. But instead of giving in, she thought of the cat that would soon be waiting to see her. She had not been able to meet him the night before, because foolish Bumblestripe had been the camp guard that night. Dovewing had nothing against the tom, but he was so annoying. She rolled her eyes, and waited for her sister's breathing to slow, showing she was asleep.

Ivypool was snoring when Dovewing decided she was safe. She picked her way around the cats, and stepped out. Brambleclaw was the camp guard, and he was looking around. Dovewing rounded the warriors' den, and found herself behind the medicine den. She allowed her senses to stretch across the territory, and she heard Tigerheart's soft breathing at the old Twoleg nest. She silently climbed up the softly sloped side of the hollow, barely allowing herself to breathe. After she made it to the top, she slipped into the forest.

"Dovewing!" Tigerheart's deep voice made Dovewing purr. The handsome tom stood under the roof, and Dovewing padded up to him, touching noses.

"I've missed you." she responded.

"I've got something special planned tonight." Tigerheart murmured, leading her inside. Dovewing was too busy admiring the tabby tom to hear the heartbroken cat outside.

"Dovewing, is bloating the only symptom you've been having?" Jayfeather asked, pressing his paws against the she-cat's belly.

Dovewing shrugged. "Exhaustion."

I wonder why. Jayfeather thought bitterly. He knew of Dovewing's secrets; it was too obvious, and plus, he was one of the prophesied cats. Is she completely mouse-brained? With the battle so close, why would any cat want a relationship, especially in another Clan?

"Anything else?" he said, hiding his irritation.

"Um, no, nothing."

"Well, Dovewing, I've got good news for you." Jayfeather mewed, trying to sound upbeat. "You're expecting kits."

"What?" Jayfeather could imagine the she-cat leaping up, her blue eyes wide.

"What's the matter?" Briarlight asked, curious, from over in her bed.

"Oh, um, nothing."Dovewing murmured. "That's great!"

"Who's the father?" Briarlight asked cheerfully.

Isn't it obvious? Jayfeather thought drily.

"Bumblestripe." Dovewing mewed decisively. She stood up.

"You must move to the nursery right away, or else you could harm the kits." Jayfeather ordered.

"Oh, of course." Dovewing said, crestfallen.

Dovewing padded away, and Jayfeather shook his head. If Firestar finds out the real father, what will ShadowClan do? When Tigerstar comes, the Clans must all be united as one, but how can we do that with half-Clan kits on their way?

"Tigerheart!" Dovewing called, rubbing against the tom.

"I'm sorry I haven't seen you in so long. I've had dawn or moon-high patrols every night for the last half-moon!" the tom complained, licking Dovewing's ear.

The two cats settled, and Dovewing sighed. "Tigerheart, I have to tell you something."

Tigerheart met his mate's blue gaze. "Anything, Dovewing."

"I-" Dovewing closed her eyes and looked down. "I'm expecting your kits."

"No!" a new voice yowled, and Bumblestripe bursted out of the shadows, pinning Tigerstripe down. "How could you hurt her like this?" he hissed.

"Bumblestripe, no!" Dovewing mewed, voice hoarse.

"You!" Bumblestripe turned to her, fury in his gaze. "You knew. You knew my feelings for you. That's why you rejected me. Always shunning me. I loved you!" Tigerheart wriggled under his paws, but Bumblestripe pressed one to his neck, letting them sink in to the tom's fur.

"No, Bumblestripe. It's not you!"

Blood bubbled up on Tigerheart's neck. Bumblestripe met Dovewing's gaze. "Lies. You know you could trust me with anything, but you chose not to. And now these kits will grow up without their father, always wondering what happened. We could have had beautiful kits! But you chose him instead!" Bumblestripe had pain in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, just please, let him go!" Dovewing barreled in to Bumblestripe, knocking him off of her mate. Bumblestripe hissed, and lashed out a striped paw. Dovewing flinched, and too late, she looked up to see th tom sink his teeth in to Tigerheart's throat.

"No!" Dovewing yowled, attacking the tom. Instead of fighting back, he backed up.

"The debt has been paid." Bumblestripe hissed, then backed up to the wall of the nest. He hissed once more, then bounded away, leaving Dovewing to grieve.