OK, this part is really short, but it just didn't fit with the last
part or the next part. You have permission to whip me with a wet
noodle.
STANDARD DISCLAIMERS APPLY

**********************************************************************
"Persephone, I'm home," Deme said as she walked into her
apartment.

"It's about time. I'm starving," a voice from the
kitchen called.

"Sorry, I ran into a little trouble on the way home."

A brown and black torte tabby cat with a yellow circle in the
center of her forehead entered the room. "Nothing you
couldn't handle, I hope," she replied.

"No, everything is fine. I met them today. All but the
Outers anyway. They were the same as they always were. Joined at
the hip," Deme changed the subject.

"Good, you will have to reveal yourself to them soon. The
restorations are nearly complete."

"But, they still have many years of fighting before they can
live there. I don't see what the hurry is."

"Did you already forget the great power source there, for
both you and the protector? If he does not become aware of it soon,
it could fall into the wrong hands, for you cannot defend it
alone."

Deme nodded to her companion before heading to the kitchen to
prepare dinner.