Chapter 11: No, this is not the end

Okay, this chapter is called: No, this is not the end because at this point in the last chapter, this would be the last chapter and I just wanted to make it clear that this story is FAR from over. Just you wait. Anyway, I have a whole LOAD of chapters to write because I'm at a concert rehearsal for my school and I'm bored out of my brain. Explaination Time: Jemima is still unconscious. Munkus and Deme are worried. Jerrie's acting weird. Anyway, without further ado (I think)…

Chapter 11: No, this is not the end

Jemima ley in Macavity's den. How in Heaviside did she get here? Didn't she run away? She pressed a black and red paw to her head, checking for wounds. Nothing.

She heard a light chuckle.

"I'm everywhere. You can't escape me. I'm still here." Macavity whispered as he materialised out of thin air. He pressed a cold paw to Jemima's chest, over her heart. Jemima hissed as electricity from his paw fluttered through her veins.

"Always here."

Jemima blinked her eyes open. It was the dead of night. She was still in Jenny's hospital den. According to everyone else, she was still unconscious, but she actually woke up in the middle of the night, when they were all asleep. For the past week, she had been waking up in the complete darkness, stretching and then going back to sleep. She needed the rest.

Jemima propped herself up on her elbows. Her parents were curled together, still completely asleep. She knew that she was worrying her parents by doing this, but as I said, she needed rest. Jemima closed her eyes and went back to sleep.

THAT MORNING

Jemima stirred as she heard voices whispering above her.

"Do you think she'll wake up?" asked a familiar male voice.

"I dunno, Jerrie, she looked pretty crook when Vic found her. She may never wake." Replied and equally familiar female voice.

"So you're okay with her and me, Teaze?" Mungojerrie asked.

"You're happy, she's happy, I'm happy." Said Rumpleteazer.

"Well…" Jerrie began "Wha-"

Jerrie was cut off by Teazer,

"Shut up, she's wakin'."

Jemima blinked her eyes open. Jerrie was sitting on her bed, playing with her tail that was poking out the end of her bed. Teazer was sitting above her on the headboard. Teazer poked Jemima on the nose, causing Jem to sneeze. Mungojerrie hissed.

"Lay off her!" he said. Teazer sighed and left, muttering about getting Jem's parents. Jerrie watched her go, before sitting directly in front of her. He placed a kiss on her nose, making her sneeze again.

"You scared us." He said.

"I'm good at that." She replied, making Jerrie laugh.

"Jemima." He said, "Be serious." Jemima pouted.

"I've just spent little under a month locked in a dark room, being forced to deal with things no kitten should. Can I please, please, be… um… not serious. Please?"

Jerrie smiled as he leaned down to kiss her, this time on the lips. They broke apart to sound of annoyed coughing. Victoria was standing in the doorway with Rumpleteazer, looking mildly impressed. Deme and Munkus appeared a second later. They rushed past Vic and Teaze, straight to their daughter's bedside.

"Oh JEMIMA!" Demeter cried as she kissed Jem's head. Munkus looked and Jemima, who stared straight back at her. There was a knowing silence between them, like they both knew the truth about Jem's parentage. Deme looked from Jemima to Munkustrap, catching a whim of their silence.

"Come, Victoria, Rumpleteazer. They have some things to discuss." Deme led the other queens away. Munkus looked Jemima.

"Look, Jemima, I need to tell you something."

Jemima smiled.

"I'm Macavity's daughter. Bit late for that."

Munkus looked at Jemima quizzically. Jemima looked down.

"Macavity made that clear the second I woke."

Munkus looked sadly at Jemima. He opened his mouth to speak, but Jemima cut him off.

"I don't care." She said. "In my eyes, you're my father. I may have come from him, but I'm not like him. For one thing, I care about people. He never did, and he never will. He was raised with hatred, I with love. There is a big difference. So, let's keeping living the way we have. Unless you don't want to."

Munkus hugged Jemima.

"Agreed. Let's keep living the way we have. As long as you're happy, I am."

"Lovely!" Deme cried as she appeared in the doorway. "Thank Heaviside that this doesn't change anything! I love you both so much! It only fits that you two do as well."

Jemima smiled as she let her eyelids droop.