Hello there! I'm back! Sorry if there's been a delay, I was in Scotland visiting my grandparents and cousins for the holidays. Back to school tomorrow, but I'll try to update as often as I can!

Ps. Swearing in this chapter!

He watched them. Silently, lethally, but always watching, shrouded in the shadows. How many times had he been let down by these Jellicles? First Demeter, now these bastards who he thought were loyal henchcats. Macavity's yellow eyes narrowed as he saw the queen, Rumpleteazer, constantly laugh and nudge Mungojerrie – he, on the other hand, seemed distant and reluctant. The Hidden Paw chuckled softly to himself as he remembered how the tom had cried and yelled in pain at his paws. If they thought they had escaped the worst...that was only the beginning.

"Mornin', Munk! Noice day, ain't it?" Rumpleteazer beamed at a bemused Munkustrap, who stretched and nodded sleepily as he emerged from the den he shared with Demeter.

"You two are up early." He commented, as his mate, Demeter, sat up and gave them a smile.

"Mungojerrie, Rumpleteazer! Good to see you," Demeter struggled towards them, but Munkustrap curled an arm around her protectively.

"No, love. You need to rest. Those kits don't need to be moved around at the moment –"

"Everlasting Cat, Munk," Demeter laughed, "They're not due for another two weeks yet! Toms," she rolled her eyes at Rumpleteazer, who laughed with her. "You'll have the same problem soon enough."

"Oi haven' thought 'bout tha' yet!" Mungojerrie coughed nervously, "Look, oi...oi'm jus' gonna go an' see Jennyanydots. See ya in a bit, luv." He kissed Rumpleteazer's head and made a hasty exit.

"I'm on patrol in a bit, actually," Munkustrap sighed, "Will you be ok, Dem? I'll finish as soon as I can."

"Of course I'll be ok," Demeter nuzzled his head and purred, "I've got Teazer to keep me company, right?"

"Yeah, o' course," Rumpleteazer saluted, "Don't ya worry, oi won' let anyfin' 'appen ta her. An' oi'll make sure she stays still a' all toimes."

Munkustrap batted her playfully, gave Demeter a kiss and reluctantly walked away to begin the Junkyard patrol.

Rumpleteazer sighed and sat down next to Demeter. "Mus' be a bit lonely, 'im 'aving ta watch out fo' us all tha time."

Demeter shrugged, "He protects us all. I owe him that. He'll make sure that..." Demeter closed her eyes and Rumpleteazer felt incredibly guilty.

"We neva loiked workin' there, Deme'er. Believe moi. Bu'...'e wouldn't le' us leave. Oi don' want ta imagine what 'e did ta ya. It makes moi feel sick."

"No, no," Demeter said quickly, "I'm not mad at you two. I know once you're in his clutches..." she grimaced, then continued, "But we're here, aren't we? We're here, safe and well. "

"An' one o' us is expectin'," Rumpleteazer gently placed a paw on Demeter's large stomach. "'Ave ya thought o' names ye'?"

"Nope," Demeter admitted, "Munkustrap likes Yasmin if it's a girl...I just don't know."

For the next ten minutes the two queens laughed and chatted, discussing kittens and what the future could hold.

"What's this?" Jenny scolded, examining Mungojerrie's scar, "Honestly, it seems you can't go anywhere without getting injured. Where's that mate of yours? She's normally got a matching wound."

"She's foine," Mungojerrie muttered. They were sitting in the oven, Jennyanydot's nursing room. "So...can this be cured or whot?"

"Manners! Let me see..." she pressed onto the scar and Mungojerrie flinched and hissed. "We need some dressing on this, first of all. Then I'll see what I can do." She instructed and left the oven in search of some gauze.

Mungojerrie sighed and leant back. He didn't know why he was so desperate to get rid of the scar – it was only a cut, after all, and he had plenty of those. It was just every time he felt it or looked at it he was taken back. He could remember everything Macavity said...

"You dare run from me, you son of a bitch? You'll pay for this...All of your friends and loved ones will pay in blood..."

Mungojerrie resisted the urge to shiver and instead thought of how he would make it up to Teazer for being antisocial. He'd do anything for her.

"Well, oi'd better go," Rumpleteazer said apologetically, "Oi was jus' gonna look fo' Jerrie."

"Don't worry about me," Demeter settled back down, "I was just about to have a sleep anyway."

"Look aft'a ya self." Rumpleteazer smiled as she left the older queen, heading over to the oven. Suddenly, her fur bristled as the unmistakeably feeling of eyes on her flooded her. She quickly turned around, her ears pricking and her eyes scanning the area.

In the darkness behind the TSE car, she saw dark, yellow eyes stare at her.

"Mac..." she whispered to herself, looking around to see if anyone was nearby. She squared her shoulders and determinedly walked towards the eyes. No one would get hurt because of this. She'd put an end to this disaster once and for all.

Oh dear...I don't think this will go well for Teazer... Review? *kitty eyes*

Shego x