CoffeeKris: It's late, and it's short, but it's up! It woulda been up yesterday but I had to go to a double babyshower, two of my cousins are expecting their first children. So wooot! Although I'll admit one can only enjoy hearring 'oooh what a cute blanket' 'what a lovely teddy bear' and 'a peek-a-boo feeding bra! You shouldn't have!' so many times before wanting to render themselves unconcious. Lol, I swear when I have kids I'm having a Mocktail Baby Shower and instead of gifts they can donate money to the kid's university fund. Who needs thirty baby blankets? WHO?

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The Fates silently worked their tapestry, each winding the different threads of destiny into intricate patterns. Collectively they looked up but never pausing in their work, moments after they had turned their attention to the doorway Evelyn entered. Usually, Evelyn had treated the Fates with great respect; nearly the entire Underground did. The three sisters were responsible for creating the destinies of all the Underground inhabitants, although due to free will they were unable to interfere or intervene in the destinies once they were created. The Dark Angels and Light Angels, as well as the Underground armies, were all directly responsible to the Fates; although all they really did was make sure that those whose destinies had turned the path for power attained it and to attempt and keep peace.

Evelyn came to stand infront of the sisters, she made no movement of respect and when she spoke, her tone was far from respectful.

"You planned this. You planned all of it! I'm a pawn to you, a bloody pawn!"

The sisters maintained their impassive expressions as they responded.

"We are…"

"We are unable…"

"Unable to interfere,"

"ENOUGH! Do not use that rule as an excuse; you three know as well as I do that for every rule in the Underground there is a loophole! I know what you've done, I know! And before I am destroyed, I want to here you admit it! TELL ME!"

The Fates collectively sighed.

"We needed…"

"We needed a solution…"

"A solution to the problem, and the…"

"And the timing…"

"Timing of the circumstances…"

"Was ideal, we knew it was time…"

"Was time to add another thread…"

"Another thread to the tapestry, and in doing so…"

"In doing so we were finally able…"

"Able to interfere without interfering, because"

"Because we are able to create new destinies,"

"New destinies, whether or not they are called…"

"Called for in the tapestry's pattern."

"It was necessary,"

"Necessary to deliver you into a set…"

"A set of circumstances such as these to…"

"To be assured your destiny would follow a path that would, that will…"

"That will return the Underground to its…"

"Its original state, the way it was…"

"Was before the War. The War was…"

"Was an unfortunate drawback that comes from Free Will, and it..."

"And it needed to be rectified."

Evelyn took a deep breath, she had assumed as much; she had been doing more than running during her travels.

"I understand your reasons for this and I can't say that I don't agree with them. Nevertheless, that doesn't make me any less furious about this and I demand that you reveal this information to my brother as well as answer me this: Is there any way of bringing back my beloved from the stone?"

"His destiny…"

"His destiny is the same…"

"The same as yours and never…"

"Never shall the two be split…"

"Split in twain."

Evelyn sighed heavily.

"I had hoped…I'm not sure what I had hoped."

As she turned and left the voices of the Fates followed her.

"Be proud child…"

"Child of destiny, in being their villain…"

"In being their villain you will be made…"

"You will be made a saint."

Evelyn rolled her eyes and continued walking.

"What good is it to be a saint if you're not but a lump of stone."

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Sarah awkwardly set down a cup of tea in front of Jareth's grandfather.

"Would you like some cream or sugar or lemon?"

The older Fae shook his head and silently blew on his tea. Jareth leaned back in he seat and watched his grandfather with a small frown on his lips.

"What brings you Aboveground, Grandfather?"

The old Fae sighed and put down his tea.

"Your Father sent me, with upsetting news I'm afraid."

Jareth winced.

"Evelyn's been summoned then?"

His grandfather blew out a long breath and arched an eyebrow.

"My dear boy, I'm afraid you are far behind the times."

Jareth frowned and his grandfather continued.

"Evelyn, as I think you're aware, intended to begin running before the Council could catch her, and she has done just that. She's been running constantly, between realms, between times, in a different place each time, never retracing her steps, the Council can't get a hold of her. At least, that's what has been going on for the past few weeks."

Sarah noticed the worry on Jareth's face and silently grasped his hand in hers.

"And now?"

"Now the Council still hasn't caught her but they're having a far easier time tracking her down, considering the path of destruction she's leaving behind I'm not surprised."

Jareth scowled.

"Destruction?"

His grandfather sat silently for a moment before speaking quietly.

"Evelyn has returned to the Underground in her running. She has thus far, attacked Rosalind, attacked Lady Kietra, destroyed various Council monuments…Jareth what was a summons is now most likely going to result in encasement. She has been running for weeks, she must be getting weak, and judging from her actions…well…the entire Underground believes her to have gone mad."

Jareth was at a loss for words, Sarah herself was shocked; though she had known Evelyn for only a relatively short time, she hadn't felt Evelyn was the type to do such things unless seriously provoked. Sarah broke the silence.

"You say she attacked Rosalind and Lady…"

"Kietra,"

"Kietra. Do you have any idea why? What did she do?"

"I think such questions would be better answered at home."

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Jareth: (quirks eyebrow) This has turned rather dark for you hasn't it?

Kris: I'm allowed to write dark if I want, and you never know, it might get happier. A note to my reviewers, I'm glad you all liked the bit about the pumpkin pie, I laughed when I wrote it. And to impteen16 who asked if I'd ever head that you catch more flies with honey than vinegar: Yes I have heard that, and I still can't figure out why someone would want to catch flies.

Jareth: (sighs) It's an expression.

Kris: You're an expression.

Jareth: Damn it woman, can you ever respond without telling me I am whatever I've just said or saying 'so's your face'?

Kris: I can, but I choose not to and that's my right as an American!

Jareth: (crosses arms and scowls) You're not American, you're Canadian.

Kris: I live in North America, so I'm technically American. I'm just Northern North American. You know, I totally think that the citizens of the United States of America should go by USA'ers or United Statesians because technically whether you live in North or South America you're still 'American'. It's just confusing.

Jareth: (pinches bridge of his nose) You've been listening to the Arrogant Worms again haven't you?

Kris: No...no...no...yes.

Jareth: Oh God.

Kris: (smiles) OH THEY GOT LOTS OF POTATOES AND ANN OF GREEN GABLES...OH CRAP, THAT'S PRINCE EDWARD ISLAND! SOMETIMES I GET CONFUSED WHEN I DON'T TAKE MY MEDICATION...But I can see the bunny!

Jareth: You're going to sing that song all day now aren't you?

Kris: Nooooooooooooooooo...no,no,no,no,no...yes. But before you take off in a burst of grumpy glitter, tell the readers to review please.

Jareth: Why must I always do it?

Kris: They listen to you.

Jareth: (quirks eyebrow)

Kris: (sigh) Fine, they think you're hot, now just do it!

Jareth: (looks at readers) Review.