I'm back from my groundings! Sorry it was so long, it would be longer... but fortunately I redeemed my ways.

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Demeter woke up later, laying down on top of the rusty old car, surrounded by many cats, whispering questions, and others answering. She looked around, and saw a few cats she recognized from 13 years ago.

Bombalurina was looking at her in awe and confusion, Tugger was grinning his head off, Alonzo was standing next to a sleek black cat Demeter remembered as Cassandra.

Demeter looked for Munkustrap, but he was nowhere to be seen, so Demeter's hopes fell.

It was awhile before she cleared her throat, "What's going on?" She asked, looking back at the cats staring at her.

"You're home," Bombalurina meowed in excitement, slightly bouncing up and down.

"Home?" Demeter asked, "This is the Junkyard."

"Where you belong," Alonzo murmured, wrapping his arm around Cassandra.

"So... I can be a Jellicle?" Demeter asked, looking up at all her old friends.

"We want you to be a Jellicle," Tugger meowed. And all the cats around him nodded in agreement.

"Let's go introduce you to the Tribe," said an older she-cat named Jennyanydots.

Demeter nodded, got helped down off the car by Tugger, and followed Jennyanydots throughout the Junkyard, meeting the Jellicle Tribe.

"JEMIMA!" Demeter yelped as she suddenly remembered her daughter and how she left her in the bushes. "WHERE IS SHE?"

Jennyanydots smiled at her and motioned for her to follow her, "Come, I will show you."

Demeter followed the older cat throughout the Junkyard, and to the way back where Demeter remembered Macavity's den used to be.

Inside, she saw it exactly the way she remembered 13 years ago. Nothing had changed, except the pile of kittens in the corner on Munkustrap's old nest.

And, there was Jemima, sleeping like a angel. This would be the first time Jemima would ever sleep knowing she was safe and sound. A small white kitten about Jemmy's age was snuggled up to Jemima in her sleep.

"The white one is Victoria," Jennyanydots meowed, "the tuxedo kitten is Mistoffelees, otherwise known as Quaxo. The white tabby is Etcetrea, the plain tabby is Electra, and the brown striped one is Pouncival."

Demeter smiled at the pile of kittens, if only Jemima grew up surrounded by these cats. Her life would be so much more relaxed and comfortable.

Demeter knew Macavity was still out there, watching and waiting for Jemima or Demeter to make one fatal mistake. The thought gave Demeter the shivers, but if she kept a close eye on herself and Jemima, they would stay safe.

"Oh!" Jennyanydots suddenly squeaked, snapping Demeter out of her thoughts. There in the doorway was Munkustrap, all beaten up and torn, but smiling at Demeter.

"Munkustrap!" Demeter gasped, running into his arms, "I thought I would never see you again! Did Macavity hurt you?"

"I'm fine!" Munkustrap laughed, "and you are too."

"Munkustrap," Demeter meowed, "I would like you to meet your niece." Then Demeter led Munkustrap over to the pile of kittens and pointed out Jemima to him.

"She's gorgeous!" Munkustrap gasped, wrapping his arm around Demeter and looking down on Jemima as if she was his own.

"Munkustrap," Demeter meowed, feeling suddenly unconfortable, "I need to tell you something."

"What is it?" Munkustrap asked, sounding suspicious.

"Munkustrap, I, I don't think I'm ready to go into a relationship with you. It's been so long, and, I don't feel confortable doing this so soon." Demeter mewed, looking at her paws.

Munkustrap nodded, but he was definitely hurt, "I can wait, Demeter. Whenever you're ready then we can get serious."

Demeter let out a sigh of relief, "I'm so glad you understand." She murmured.