A/N: Ok, today we have no football game, although tomorrow I do, and call time is at four, so an update tomorrow depends on whether or not I wake up early enough. Also, I saw Deathly Hallows last night! I was a bit disappointed, namely because I had just finished reading that part of the book and was able to note that there were a lot of things that they didn't put in there and I was a bit upset they didn't put them in there, but overall it's a pretty good movie I got to say. So yeah, this morning, I was running on three and a half hours of sleep, and no food or water for the first half of my school day, then I had lunch, didn't finish everything, and took a math test, I somehow got a 78, which was a lot higher than what I was expecting.

Anywho, time to thank reviewers/favoriters/alerters: Jhinra, of course reviewed, and was not alone, xXxbLuEmOoN09xXx also sent me a PM, and those were the only two, I only updated yesterday so I'm not surprised by the minimal amount of response.

RER, Read, Enjoy, Review! :D

Cat cringed as he listened to the screams coming from inside the healing ward; he found he couldn't stop himself from feeling eternally grateful for the fact that the healers forced him outside of the ward when his wife's contractions began. He continued to pace heavily in front of the door, this side to that, to and fro; the thirty one year old man's nerves were shot as he waited, then it all went silent behind the door, before he heard a wailing sound, and a few minutes later, he heard another. The healers made him wait a few more minutes before allowing him into the room to see his wife and newborn children.

They directed him to her bed, where she was holding two little bundles of blankets close to her chest, and then they left the husband and wife to themselves.

"Hey." he said quietly as he walked up next to her, caressing her cheek with one hand, "You look beautiful." he told her, meaning it with every fiber of his being.

"Oh yes, covered in sweat like I am?" she asked, laughing weakly, "Come on, look at them." she told him, moving the bundles so he could see the children, "Boy and a girl." she told him, lifting first the left and then the right bundle.

He gazed at the two gorgeous creatures his wife held in her arms, brushing their soft little cheeks with a single finger and finding himself more and more amazed by the idea that he had helped in making those two miracles of life.

"How do we know, if they're..." she let the question hang in the air, knowing he knew what was on her mind.

"Well, now that they've been out long enough, the ears should be there." he answered, lifting the blankets off the heads of his newborn children.

He stopped as he clearly looked at them, his wife looked down at the children she just gave birth to and stopped for a minute, "Is that, normal?" she asked, looking at the little girl.

"No, no it's not." Cat answered, looking at his daughter's Cat ears, finding them to be white with black dots, but no brown, so she couldn't be a Calico, and there seemed to be some sort of black birth mark around one of her eyes, making it look like she might have a black eye, or more appropriately, a spot; "I'll need to talk to White and Black about this." he told his wife.

"You don't think, they'll both die, do you?"

"Of course not ... this is the end ... of the curse."

Cat and Alice both stopped and looked over at Lawrence who had just entered the room, lounging comfortably on the bed next to Alice's.

"The curse that was cast ... on your kind all of ... those years ago ... it's finally ... over." he explained, "The laws will still not ... apply." he answered, but then seemed to consider something, "At least not ... most of them." and he merely got up and left the couple with their new children, explaining everything and nothing.

"I swear, he's getting more and more cryptic each day, it's actually really annoying." Alice stated, nearly making her husband laugh out loud at the fact that they received such news from a man older than either of them could fathom, and she had to remark on something like that, "What? I can't help that it is really annoying."

"It's nothing, it's nothing, Alice." he replied kissing his wife's forehead.

Alice just smiled and she couldn't help but wonder what Gods had smiled on her that fateful day when she was fourteen and she followed a certain, MIA, White Rabbit, down the rabbit hole under her bed.