She pushed her ear against the door about seven hours later, eager to detect any sound that would indicate that Jason was asleep, and smiled as she heard him snore loudly on the other side. Standing up she grabbed the doorknob, taking a deep breath and preparing herself. With a twist of her wrist she turned the rusty metal sphere, hearing a click, and before she knew it the door was open. Just as she had foretold, the piece of chewed gum didn't allow the door to lock.

As she pushed the door back she saw the gum stretch out like a piece of taffy, and when she looked inside the living room she saw that, besides the moonlight entering through the open window, the room was illuminated by the light coming from the TV, and her gaze fell upon a passed-out Jason, lying on his chair with several empty beer cans on the floor around him. Crossing under the now stretched gum, and thanking the fact that she was a cat so that she could walk without making a sound, she slowly tiptoed across the squeaky floorboard towards the sleeping dog.

She softly leaned against the chair's armrest and observed him. Somehow he seemed even more vicious when he was asleep, growling when he snored and showing his sharp dirty teeth as if he was having a permanent nightmare. Lexy gulped and lifted up her arm to try and reach for the top pocket of his brown leather jacket, where she knew he always kept the keys. Her fingers were just a few inches away from reaching the pocket, when suddenly…

"Tonight, on our special report…" the news anchorman announced. "…we review the story of Lexy Watterson, who was kidnapped exactly seven years ago."

Freezing in the middle of her mission, she felt her heart skip a beat as she turned to face the screen. Could that be about her? She knew that were a large number of girls named Lexy out there, but there was always a one-in-a-million chance it could be her.

"Little Lexy Watterson was only three years old when she was taken from her family." Explained the reporter as a photo of two baby kittens, one pink and one blue, appeared on the screen, and she immediately recognized the pink kitten as herself. "Seen here with her twin brother, Lexy was a happy baby until the faithful day when she disappeared from her mother's sight at a local supermarket."

"I have a twin brother?" she whispered, forgetting all about getting the keys from Jason's pocket and walking away to sit in front of the TV, her wide eyes almost glued to the screen.

"Desperate and worried-sick, Lexy's parents Nicole and Richard Watterson looked for their baby girl for days on end, but with no luck." The reporter continued as a blue female cat and an overweight pink rabbit appeared with the year 2006 written on the top right corner of the screen.

"I don't know what happened! One minute she was there, and when I turned around she wasn't anymore!" the cat exclaimed, her face washed in tears. The pink rabbit was crying desperately next to her.

"I just want my baby back!" he shouted between his sobs. The cat hugged him, starting to cry as well.

"Mom… Dad…" Lexy couldn't believe her hears. The individual who had kept her all these years… who she thought was her own FATHER… was only her kidnapper. Everything made so much sense now, especially why he treated her like he did.

There was something else itching in her brain. The cat on the TV looked like… the cat she had run into that morning! He was… her twin brother! Suddenly her memory was rekindled and scenes from her childhood started flashing before her eyes. Her mom… her dad… Jason… it was all explained now.

Panting from the shock and holding her head to stabilize herself, she watched the rest of the report.

"To this day the Wattersons have no clue about the whereabouts of their daughter, who must now be twelve years old." The reporter continued as the screen now showed a house which Lexy assumed as being her parents' house. "For all we know she might not even be alive anymore, but we, such as her parents, old onto the hope that she is. For the Nine O'clock News, I'm Patrick Grayson. Goodnight."

The report ended as the Nine O'clock News logo flashed through while the credits rolled and the jingle played. Lexy couldn't stop staring at the screen as she tried to put her thoughts together. Jason had kidnapped her when she was three, her parents were desperately trying to track her down, and she had a twin brother. So far that was all she had. Jason wasn't her dad, that wasn't her real house…

"My whole life… is a lie…"

Suddenly she was snapped back into the present when the TV turned off in front of her. Her heart sunk as she turned around and saw Jason holding the remote and looking at her menacingly.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asked in a calm threatening tone as he slowly stood up. "How did you get out?"

She unconsciously looked over at her room's door, still open and with gum stretching all the way from it to the lock. Jason followed her gaze and frowned even more.

"You insolent little minx." he looked back at her and took a step forward. "You thought you could escape, didn't you?"

He slowly advanced towards her and Lexy did the best she could to stay away as she backed up against the TV, pressing her back against the cold glass screen. She shivered in her place as he looked down at her, fearing for what he would do next.

"You'll never get out. You're mine, you hear? Mine!"

He reached down to grab her, but she was able to escape at the last minute by quickly launching herself through the space between his legs. He looked back at her to see her unleash her sharps claws, anger bubbling inside her.

"You're not my dad!" she shouted at him, facing him with a menacing frown. "You took me from my family!"

He ran towards her in an attempt to grab her again, but she just jumped out of the way and sank her claws into the top of his head. Yelping he fell onto his knees, grasping his bleeding scalp.

"You lied to me all these years!" she growled, taking a step towards him. "You made me live in this awful place, and made me STEAL for you!"

She swung her claws again, cutting through his left eyelid. Jason moaned in pain as he now fell onto his back and he held his paws over his eye, which was bleeding even more than his head.

"What gives you the right to treat me like this?!" she growled even louder as she stood right next to the now wining Rottweiler who was terrified looking at her with his good eye. "I'm not yours! I NEVER WILL BE!"

She swung her paw towards his face and he covered it with his arms, thinking she was going to take another swing at his eye, but when he heard a slashing sound and didn't feel anything he uncovered his face and looked down to see she had just torn one of his jacket's pockets. Reaching down she took his keys and headed towards the door, unlocking it and walking out. Jason managed to weakly sit up, cringing in pain as his wounds still bled profusely.

"You think this is over? Not by a long shot." he snarled, his voice echoing through the empty room. "I will find you, Lexy. If it's the last thing I do."


Lexy walked through the empty streets of Elmore, shivering under the cold night air. She wanted to find her parents' house, but it was too late and it could be miles away for what she knew. She almost regretted having left her apartment, but it was far too late to turn back now. And she didn't want to imagine what Jason would do to her if he could put his paws on her.

She had no idea how she managed to stand up to him. It was like some weird force had taken over her and gave her super strength and courage… she just couldn't explain it. Looking down at her paws, she saw they were still smeared with Jason's blood, and it almost made her sick. She made a mental note of finding somewhere to wash it off soon.

After what seemed like hours of walking, Lexy was exhausted and her legs were getting week. She looked around for a place to stay, but all she saw was the local park. She rushed towards the entrance and jumped through the gate, always making sure nobody could see her. After washing her paws in the pond, she settled for lying under a large tree, using a tossed-away newspaper to cover herself. Shivering under the cold grass, she hoped that tomorrow would be a better day and that she would be able to find her family, and eventually dozed off into sleep.


"Are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Of course it is! It's the best idea!"

Gumball and Darwin were walking around the park as the oldest of the two waved a metal detector over the ground, hoping to find something valuable.

"I still can't believe Granny Jojo let you borrow Grandpa's World War II metal detector!" Darwin commented at his feline brother.

"I'm glad she did!" Gumball replied, not taking his eyes off the ground. "This way we're sure to find a treasure!"

"I don't know, Gumball. So far all we found were thirty-seven bottle caps, fifteen soda cans and an old retainer."

"Have patience, Darwin. We're close, I can feel it."

Suddenly the frequency of the metal detector's beeping increased, indicating that something made of metal was near. Gumball grinned widely.

"See? What did I tell you?" he moved the detector around to see in which direction the object was, finally realizing it was right in front of him. "Come on!"

The two raced towards the direction of where the supposed object was, the metal detector's beeping increasing with each step until it became a continuous sound when they reached a large tree.

"We must've hit the Jackpot!"

The metal detector indicated that the metal object was under a newspaper that was right next to the tree, which by the shape it was taking seemed to have something large under it, but his grin died when he threw it away and all he saw was a sleeping pink cat in dirty clothes.

"What… how…" he mumbled, looking from the metal detector to the cat and back several times before sighing in defeat and throwing the contraption away. "This thing stinks."

"Wait, Gumball." Darwin shushed his brother and pointed down. "Didn't she run into us yesterday? You even said she looked exactly like you!"

"Oh, yeah! Wait, does she live here?"

"I had no idea she was homeless. We could've taken her home and given her shelter."

Lexy slowly opened her eyes as she heard commotion around her, and the first things she saw were a blue cat and a fish with legs standing next to her.

"You really think mom would let us take home another homeless person after what happened with Santa?" Gumball asked, crossing his arms against his chest.

"Why not? It's the right thing to do!" Darwin replied, placing his fins on his hips.

Lexy took a minute to understand all that was going on around her, but when she realized who the two individuals in front of her were, she quickly jumped up and wrapped her arms around Gumball, squeezing him in a tight hug.

"It's you! I'm so glad to see you!" she cried out in sheer joy with the widest of smiles across her face.

"O…K…" Gumball managed to say, completely stunned and wondering why on Earth a girl he had only seen once was hugging him like they were related. Lexy saw the freaked out look on his face and let out a chuckle.

"You have no idea who I am, do you?" she giggled. He was in for a surprise.

"Actually, no. You ran off before you had the chance to tell us."

"Yeah, you're right. I should've had the decency to at least tell you I was your twin sister."

"WHAT?!" Gumball and Darwin shouted in unison, their mouths hanging open and their eyes as wide as saucers. Lexy giggled again and let go of her brother.

"Yeah, I was surprised to find out, too. I didn't know until last night." she explained, folding her paws behind her back and rocking herself back and forth.

Gumball opened his mouth as if to say something but quickly shut it.

"Wait…" he scratched his head in thought. "I think I remember you! From when we were little! But… what happened to you?"

"I was kidnapped. Didn't mom tell you?"

"No, she didn't!"

"I have another sister?" Darwin asked when he finally managed to come out of his shocked state.

"Wait, he's… But how…?" Lexy mumbled, trying to understand how she could have a fish for a brother.

"He's adopted." Gumball whispered to her, to which she nodded. "Well, I guess we should head home. And you're coming with us… uh…"

"Lexy." she replied with a smile. "My name is Lexy."