Author's note: Soz this has been so long but it's finally here. Jellylorum isn't favoured in this chapter (Or any of the previous) and I've decided that Munkustrap needs to be confronted.

Warning: Jelly goes skitts and Etcetera's in a world of her own... much like the writer.

Enjoy!

"I don't know what's come over her; I don't know why she tried to run."

"She was obviously frightened."

"I know but why? What scared her so?"

"I don't know. Maybe it was the effect of the drug or she was just disorientated."

"I hope you're right, I couldn't bare the thought of her not knowing who I am."

"Just give her space; she'll recognise you in her own time."

Etcetera listened to a pair of muffled voices near where she lay. One was a queen whose soft voice seemed eerily familiar to Etcetera as did the others. The tom's voice sounded hard and malice and Etcetera shivered at the coldness of it. She wasn't sure where she was but now she was too weak to stand. Either that or she'd been tied down.

"How long has she been asleep for?" The queen asked.

"About five days."

'WHAT?' A voice in Etcetera's head cried out.

"I still can't believe you were able to take her away from those Jellicles." The queen laughed a little.

"It was easy. I don't know why that stupid silver striped piece of shit wasn't on guard, but because of that blunder I was able to get the kit."

"I can't thank you enough."

"You're right, you can't."

Etcetera heard a pair of light footsteps leave the room and figured the tom was still with her.

"Right, let's get some food in you before you wake up." A soft voice spoke.

Etcetera frowned to herself, it was the tom that left, not the queen. She knew of no tom's who could walk so quietly. At that thought, a sickening feeling squirmed in her stomach, making her feel highly nauseated. She felt herself being turned to one side where she was promptly sick.

"Oh dear not again. Don't worry my darling; I'll get you cleaned up."

Etcetera felt careful paws wipe away the bile from her mouth and turn her onto her back again. A cool damp cloth found its way to Etcetera's forehead and she felt the burning in her dwindle. The queen took another damp cloth in her paw and dabbed Etcetera's cheeks with them. A cool breeze from somewhere brushed against Etcetera's face, making her shiver slightly.

"There now, that's better isn't it my little one?" The queen soothed softly.

If Etcetera could have moved or spoken, she would have confronted the queen about all the pet names she was giving her.

'Neither of us know each other so why is she babying me?' Etcetera thought with a strange felling of lost then found.

"Right then, let's get you fed and cleaned." The queen said briskly.

"Have you found her?"

Munkustrap glanced up at Old D who was sitting on the tyre with the older cats. Jelly and Jenny were sitting right next to him, glaring down at the silver tabby that promptly shrank under their icy stares.

"Well, I well… um, I…" Munkustrap was rendered speechless.

"Speak up!" Jelly snapped.

"Well, um…" Munkustrap sighed and hung his head, "…no."

The stony silence that followed pieced the tabby's heart. He and most of the adult Jellicles had gone in search of Etcetera, but had returned empty handed. Munkustrap had been able to track her down to a room with a hole in the wall but the trail had gone cold from there. After a desperate three day search, they'd been forced to return to the junkyard. Now he stood before all the older cats of the junkyard and Old D. Most of the Jellicles that had helped him were hovering behind Munkustrap, all too happy to let him suffer the full force of Jelly and Jenny's wrath.

"So, you haven't found her?" Jelly was obviously fighting to control the anger in her voice.

Munkustrap backed up slightly, "No, we haven't."

Jelly's eyes blazed with angry flames and she leapt off the tyre and flew at Munkustrap, claws unsheathed. The tabby only just managed to dodge the attack and would have done anything to avoid a confrontation had it not been for Jelly sinking her claws into his shoulder. Munkustrap gave a strangled dry as Jelly sunk her claws into his neck. Munkustrap tried to pull out her claws without hurting the older queen but Jelly clung on filled with malice rage. Suddenly everyone was crowding around the pair, trying to unhook Jelly.

Munkustrap felt Jelly's body give a violent jerk and, upon turning, saw that Pouncival had taken an old chair leg to her head. The older queen slumped to the floor, bringing her claws out of Munkustrap's neck as she went.

For a moment everyone stared at Jelly, then Munkustrap felt vast amounts of paws seizing him and dragging him away to get his shallow but painful wounds seen to.

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