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A/N: You know how I said that the next chapter may be from Kat's p.o.v.? I lied. I realized that I had to fix my other problem BEFORE Friday, since in this universe it's Monday.

Fiancés and Yeerks

I sighed as I got into my room before my aunt entered the kitchen. "Tia, honey, are you home?"

"Yes ma'am." I called, leaning over the steps.

"Well come down. You need to help me prepare dinner for Jessica and her fiancé."

I smiled at my aunt, "I'll be down in a minute. Let me do something in my room first."

"Okay dear."

I peeked back into my room and made sure that the Yeerk was still sitting on my desk in the glass. "Now it's time to meet Dan," I muttered under my breath. "Wonderful."

It took two hours and a burnt ham, but we finally got dinner ready. We ordered pizza. Jessica and Dan came two minutes after the pizza arrived. She smiled at us, her white teeth showing under purplish lipstick. Her brown eyes surveyed the kitchen and she placed a dark hand on the table. "Was dad cooking?" she asked my aunt, running a hand through her short, dark hair.

"No, dear. We had a problem with the oven." My aunt smiled pleasantly and I surveyed Dan. He was tall with light skin, reddish hair, and sharp features. His blue eyes danced as he laughed.

I didn't much like him. His laugh reminded me of Tom's when I… Kornath… was torturing or killing people.

"I'd have been happy to have helped you cook, Miss Martha. I love to cook," Dan commented.

"He's just a joy to have around the house, mom. He cooks, cleans, and even does laundry. Sometimes he seems too good to be true." Jess was beaming up at Dan.

"Now dear, just because Dan can cook doesn't mean that you are allowed to stay away from here. I don't care how well he cooks or cleans. I expect to see you over at my house every other month at least."

"Mom, you know how hard that will be. Dan's new job wants to take him to California and I'm moving with him. You know that."

"I know dear, but it's just so hard to accept. Now, sit down and I'll call your father up to dinner." Aunt Martha opened the basement door and called down to Uncle Harold.

Dinner was nice and I got to know Dan better. He was a nice guy, but I wasn't too sure about him. Like Jess said, he seems too good to be true.

Nor

Where is he? I thought. I knew that chances are, I was still in the glass Alex had placed me in earlier. But, I had been moved. I knew this when my whole world seemed to shake. Now it was steady. I sensed something and used my echolocation to find out what it was. I couldn't make out anything from the echolocation, but could figure it out when I felt myself being lifted out of the water. My skin started to harden and I relaxed, figuring it was Alex. When I reached the ear canal, I flattened myself out and worked my way into the brain. I was shocked when I first reached the eyes. I was staring at a mirror. In the mirror was the image of the girl Tia, not of Alex. Curious, I pushed myself even further into her mind, but didn't touch anything.

"You sure don't act like a normal Yeerk," a suspicious voice said.

I jumped a bit, but relaxed. (I'm just trying to figure out what's going on.)

"And you didn't decide to search my memories."

(I didn't want to intrude.)

"Go ahead, I don't care." She crossed her arms and shrugged her shoulders.

I flipped through her memories and one caught my attention. It was a construction sight. She was standing—"Not that one!" she shouted, her body shaking madly. "Keep going."

(Sorry.) I flipped some more and saw her escape from the Yeerk pool. I recognized the Yeerk who saved her, but didn't say anything. I didn't want to piss her off or something. I continued and saw her escape from the Andalite Bandits, meet some other Andalite friends, kill one Andalite, get shot by another, ((which explained a lot)) dump the two on her friend, meet Alex, and practically kill him for asking her to join us. ((That idiot.)) I continued and watched as she ate dinner with her family and then decided to ask me something. She interrupted me before I could find out what it was.

"Close enough. Now, tell me. Did your friend Alex really want me to join your little group?"

(Well, yes and no. We really need new members, but we can live with what we have now. Alex actually was supposed to explain who we were, that much is true, but he really wanted to ask you out. He just didn't know how.)

"He wanted to ask me out?"

(Yeah. He has a huge crush on you and was trying to figure out the best way to ask you out. Unfortunately it must have backfired on him. So I apologize for him now. Please forgive him.)

"All right. I'll give him a second chance."

(And I'll tell you how and where to give me back to him.) She seemed okay with it and moved a hand up, waiting for me to drop out so she could put me back in the glass.

(Hey, listen. I don't really like glasses. So, do you mind if I stay in your head.)

"No, you cannot. Out. Now." I slid out and felt my skin harden once again. I relaxed when I felt the water around me again. Maybe this time the moron will be able to actually as her out, I thought to myself as I drifted off to sleep.

A/N: Hope you like this chapter. Please R/R.