True Love

Summary: What if Spottedleaf hadn't died, and she and Firepaw got together? True love finds a way...

Disclaimer: I only own the plot.

Chapter Three: Secrets

Two moons later...

Sandstorm(a/n: I sped her warrior ceremony up)'s POV

My tail flicked back and forth as I watched Fireheart pad into the forest. Why had I been passing the time by doing this so often?

He had become quite a handsome cat, but I despised him.

Didn't I?

Dustpelt sat down beside me. "What's got you so worried-looking?"

"Nothing," I sighed, laying my head down on the ground. I hated lazy days where I had nothing to do but talk to Dustpelt in the warriors' den. To be honest, those feelings I had for him seemed to be fading.

This aggravated me.

"Hello, Sandstorm, Dustpelt," Spottedleaf purred as she walked past us. For some reason, she had been strangely happy lately.

Why?

I got to my paws and followed her stealthily. I was a pretty good hunter, so she didn't hear me.

I saw her patched fur disappearing into the forest. This was strange. Her den was stocked full to bursting, she didn't need anymore herbs.

That's when I heard a pur.

"Spottedleaf?"

Quickly, I hid in the bushes, waiting to see which cat it was.

The tom walked into view, and... my heart stopped.

Fireheart.

Purring, he and Spottedleaf pressed their bodies against each other. My eyes widened. It couldn't be.

Fireheart and Spottedleaf?

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Spottedleaf's POV

"I know."

My head jerked up and I saw Sandstorm.

"What?" I asked fearfully. Her eyes were stony.

"I know about you and Fireheart." Her voice had something in it. Sorrow...?

No. Sandstorm had never cared for him.

"Please," I begged, looking to make sure no one else was near my den. "Don't tell anyone. Don't tell Fireheart you know."

She glared. "I won't. I want him to be happy."

With that, Sandstorm bounded away.

She had acted as if... as if I didn't want Fireheart to be happy.

Why?

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"Tsk, tsk," Glassface clucked, "You may be making a mistake, Spottedleaf."

"I'm not," I meowed firmly at her.

How I wanted to believe it.

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So?