Disclaimer: Do I need to even do this? I don't own the Animorphs.

A/N: Thanks to all my reviews. As to Mabby I'm not quite sure what you mean. My computer started to hate me so my thought speech is in ( ).

Kat Enters/Reenters the Scene

I was so tired. Lily and Darex kept me up all night. They asked endless questions about Kat. Who she was, where she lived, where I would live, was that far away from Kat's living area ((that was Lily's question)), would the Yeerks be anywhere near where Kat would live, did she have a forest near her dome, and other questions like that. My aunt and uncle arrived at seven. Kat was going to arrive at nine. It was pretty late for me, having grown up in California. I had to get used to time changes. But I was still sleepy, having gotten about two hours of sleep.

When my aunt and uncle arrived, I stared at them from behind drooping eyelids. My aunt looked very pretty. She had reddish graying hair that framed her round, cheery face. Her hazel eyes stared at me from behind large glasses that slid down her nose. My uncle was short and stocky. He had dark skin and was well built, though he seemed to have let himself go slightly. His dark curly hair was also showing signs of graying. He wore a warm smile that reached his dark brown eyes.

I rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand and put down the book I was staring mindlessly at for the past hour while trying to catch some Zzzs. My aunt spoke first, "Hello Tiamatanara, I'm your aunt. Aunt Martha. This is your uncle, Harold."

I smiled at them. "Aunt, um, Martha. If you don't mind, I'd like to be called Tia or Tiamate."

"That would be fine dear. Well, do you have your things or do you need new things?"

I looked down at my attire. Kat would be bringing all my clothes which were pink. Pink is seriously not my color, I decided and reminded myself that I needed to wait for Kat anyway. She was bringing my glasses. "I didn't bring any of my clothes, but if you don't mind I really need to wait for my friend. I accidentally left my glasses at her place. She's coming to pick up her cousins anyway and promised to bring them." I was lying through my teeth when it came to the glasses. I kind of wished Kat would forget them. I hate my glasses.

Unfortunately for me, Kat remembered my glasses. Fortunately she forgot the clothes. I could hug her. She came in and I ran to meet her. "FLOSS!" I exclaimed, using the old nickname, "How are you?"

"Fine RB, never better. We missed you. Why did you run away anyway?"

"Well, that's what I can't tell you here. Come on. I want to show you something."

I drug her into the room that I had slept in, Lily and Darex trailed behind. "Kat," I whispered, "What I am about to show you, you can never tell anyone." Kat promised she wouldn't. I instructed Lily and Darex to demorph. They did, with Kat staring onward with wide eyes.

"Since when do Andalites live on Earth?" She inquired, before I could even speak. We stared at her dumbfounded.

"Since when do you know about Andalites?" I asked her.

"Since I was created. Now I have a secret to show you." Her whole body shimmered in front of us and a metal dog looking thing stood in front of us. "I'm a Chee. I was created eons ago. I have lived here for many centuries. Sorry I couldn't tell you sooner." There was a slight pause before she added, "I hope we can still be friends. I know how much you don't like the idea of aliens. Especially aliens who are smarter than you."

It took a few moments for me to get my voice, "Kat, I couldn't tell you what I really meant. I meant that I can't stand aliens who know they are smarter and more advanced and brag about it. I just couldn't tell you because I was enslaved by a Yeerk..." She held up a hand to stop me.

"I know what a Yeerk is. You don't have to explain."

That day I grew closer to Kat and gained a new appreciation of my two Andalite companions.

And printing. Stupid slow computer. Staring at the computer, I watched as the pages of this episode began to take form on paper. Once it was done I wrote as an afterthought:

If anyone finds this document, this means that I am either dead, enslaved, or the war is over. Hopefully it will be the last one.

Signed,

Tiamate Marie Komathera

I really don't know why I wrote that whole thing. I just felt that I might feel better if I could. Maybe it would help me forget the last few years of torture and allow me to get on with my life. I feel much better and ready to face the world. A Yeerk free day at a new school. A new life free of pain and Andalites... A life of a free girl...

A/N: Is this the end of my story? I think not. There is more fun and surprises yet to come. So stick around.