Jemima didn't know what to say. Her tears were still falling and she looked like she wanted to run away. Run far away. But she didn't. Finally, she spoke up. "You can't do this to me." she said through her tears. "Yes you killed Macavity, but it doesn't mean you're bad."

"Don't you get it?" said Mistoffelees. "Everyone is like the sky. You're either a sun or a moon. I was a sun until the others saw me kill Macavity. Now they're just scared of me and my powers. The light from my shining days is over." Then he realized something. "I think that's what happened to Grizabella too." It seemed like the only possible explanation for her name.

"Then change it! Do you want to be like the showy and tasteless sun? I sure don't!" said Jemima.

"And that's what make you as beautiful as any moon. You don't show yourself in the brightest light but what makes you special comes from within. But I had my chance to keep everything to myself and I blew it. Now my world has no sun or moon. It's just black."

Jemima approached him slowly. "Do I mean that little to you?"

"What?" asked Quaxo. He was completely shocked that she could say something like that.

"I've always thought I was part of your world. But if you have no moon or sun then I was wrong." she said. The tears fell faster down her face. "Let me be your moon. Let me be your sun. Let me be your stars. Let me be everything you need. I want to be yours forever but you don't seem to feel the same." Every word she said cut into Mistoffelees. He wanted her to be part of his world. He wanted her to be desperately but everything was going wrong. He loved her, but his emotions were making her think otherwise.

"So tell me, how do you really feel?" she asked him finally.

Mistoffelees knew what he wanted to say, but somehow the words didn't come. It was like he really couldn't say them no matter how much he wanted to. He tried to run.

"This is important!" yelled Jemima. It was like she wanted to say something but was keeping it to herself. Mistoffelees stopped with his back to her. She walked up behind him and placed her paw on his shoulder. "Please talk to-" she stopped and Mistoffelees felt her hand fall from his shoulder. There was a hard thud on the ground behind him.

Alarmed by the sound, he turned around. Jemima was lying on the ground unconscious. Not knowing what had happened, he bent down to examine her. The first thing he noticed was her paw. It was burned. How did that happen? Then an idea struck him. It horrified him. His emotions had been known to force his magic without his knowledge.

The burn mark was from touching him. He had made a shield of electricity when he got scared. When she touched him, she was shocked badly. Mistoffelees forced his magic away. The aura of electricity was gone.

I've done it again. I've hurt someone else. he told himself. Bombalurina was right about me. Slowly he picked up Jemima. She was completely limp. He was so scared. What was he going to say to everyone? But he made his way back to the middle of the junkyard as fast as he could with his beloved in his arms.

^..^

Jennyanydots had seen them arrive. At first, she saw nothing wrong. But upon a second glance, she called for help. Bombalurina, Etcetera, and Jellylorum came quickly. Etcetera and Jellylorum took Jemima to the infirmary. Bombalurina just stared at Mistoffelees with an angry face that said, what did you do?

Mistoffelees sat by the door to the infirmary for what seemed like a long time. When Jenny finally came out, she looked at him with a great sadness, but what also looked like hope.

"She's still in terrible condition. But she's alive." she said.

Mistoffelees didn't realize he was holding his breath until he let it out in a sigh of relief.

"What happened?" Jenny asked.

Mistoffelees didn't want to tell her, but he knew he should. Jenny sat there quietly and listened. She didn't say a word until the very end. "You got scared?"

He nodded.

"Quaxo, we all get scared."

"Don't call me that." he said. "I go by Mistoffelees now."

Jenny didn't ask why, she just nodded. "Okay then. Mistoffelees. We all get scared. But sometimes we have to face our fears and do what's best. You didn't just put Jemima in danger today."

Mistoffelees' head turned suddenly. "What do you mean?"

Jenny looked at him perplexed. "She hasn't told you?"

"Told me what?"

"Mistoffelees, Jemima is pregnant." said Jenny. Then she smiled softly. "The kits are yours."