Kristy smiled as she watched Evan sleep in his crib at the end of the bed. Justin was off taking care of business with the council and she was told to get some rest. Mr. Ages had checked on her and Evan a while ago and informed them both were perfectly fine.

"Mommy loves you:, Kristy whispered kissing the top of his head.

Evan stirred but continued to sleep. Kristy sighed and looked around for something to do. She walked to the bookshelf on the other side of the room and smiled as she saw one large book stand out among the rest. Nicodemus' personal journal. She wondered if it still held the magical properties it had when Nicodemus was still alive. Kristy pulled it off of the shelf.

Kristy was surprised to see the letters on the page still glowed thanks to Nicodemus' special ink. She quietly read through the pages remembering how great and wise a soul Nicodemus was. It seemed a shame that this book was going to stay unfinished. Kristy turned back and looked at Evan.

"What do you think?" she asked. "Should Mommy keep the book and continue recording the rats' activities?"

Evan fussed in his crib before going back to sleep. She smiled and turned back to the book. Kristy picked up a quill and began to write.

"Nicodemus, the wisest of all rats has passed on. In his place, my husband Justin is now the new leader of the rats of NIMH. My name is Kristy. Jonathan Brisby was my brother. In the beginning, we were ordinary, until we were captured by man and taken to NIMH, the National Institute for Mental Health. We all went through experiments. For some strange reason, we became intelligent. We escaped through the ventilation shaft. None of us would've survived if it weren't for the incredible bravery of Jonathan.

Jonathan was not the only brave one. His wife, my sister-in-law, Elizabeth Brisby showed the most extraordinary bravery I had ever seen to save not only her family, but the rats as well. If it weren't for her, none of us would be here in our new home, the place Nicodemus had dreamed about for so long. Thorn Valley."

Kristy signed her name on the bottom of the page and looked at her work. She was nowhere as near as a great writer as Nicodemus, but she tried. Evan woke up and started crying in his crib.

"Don't cry, Evan", Kristy said going to him. "Mommy's here, don't cry."

She picked him up and rocked him in her arms. Evan stopped crying as he looked at her. Kristy smiled as she kissed his forehead. The door opened to revealed Justin coming in.

"Look, Evan", Kristy said. "Daddy's here."

Justin smiled and patted his son's head as he turned to Kristy.

"We need to talk", he said. "Something important's come up at the council."

"What?" she asked.

"One of the council members were in Nicodemus' library before we left the rosebush. He found some old scroll and read them to the council. Apparently it was about a long lost prophecy Nicodemus made."

"Prophecy?" Kristy asked. "What prophecy? He never made any prophecies. Are you sure it wasn't a false statement?"

"If it has Nicodemus' name on it, the council had no obligation to object", Justin shrugged.

"But he never predicted anything. Look at his journal over there, it mentions no prophecies. I demand to see this scroll."

Justin pulled it from his belt and showed her. Kristy handed Evan to him and took the scroll, taking a look at it.

"It looks like Nicodemus' handwriting", she said. "But it doesn't sound like something he would say. Are you sure this isn't some sort of forgery?"

"None of us know what his writings sound like, so who are we to judge?" Justin asked.

"I'm going to look into this", Kristy said looking at the scroll. "There's got to be a reason for this sudden prophecy."