Almost three years had past since the tragedy. The pain of their loss still hurt Munkustrap and Demeter as much now as it did then. Many nights Demeter would spend her time in her den crying into Munkustrap's chest. She had sometimes wished she was dead. She cried her wish into Munkustrap's chest and he'd have to get the message to her that she shouldn't wish such a horrible thing. Almost every night Demeter would cry herself to sleep and Munkus would comfort her until her eyes finally closed. They both thought there was no hope to ever see their beloved Celeste again, they tried to give up the thought of her roaming and playing, but it was so hard to do.

Trapped in Macavity's lair Celeste had grown up into a pretty kit. She was two going on three. She still closely resembled her real parents and she still had their personality and Demeter's unforgettable eyes. She often got abused by Macavity, but she was so used to it by now. She spent her time either cleaning her wounds or looking out of her cracked window into the wonders of the world. She never believed Macavity was her father as he told her and she hated Griddlebone. That's when she heard her door knob turn. Griddlebone appeared at the door and ordered,

"C'mon brat, your father wants you right now!" Celeste scowled at her as she walked through the door. She went to Macavity's lair ready to endure pain. She head his deep, haunting voice,

"Celeste, Griddlebone has alerted me that you have not treated her well." He quickly ran to her side and punched her with his claws out. When she turned to face him she had three deep red marks on her face.

"Griddlebone, doesn't treat me well, I don't treat her well." Celeste spat. Macavity grabbed her neck and shook her violently, digging his claws into her skin.

"You idiot! If Griddlebone weren't here you wouldn't be either! You will treat her with respect!" he slammed her head into the floor. He released her neck and turned her on her back. "Say you'll respect her!" he had his claws out and ready to dig into her stomach. Celeste knew the cost of what she was doing, but she still didn't answer. He plunged his jagged claws into her stomach and she screamed almost as loudly as when she did as a kit all those years ago. After what seemed like forever Macavity retracted his claws from Celeste's stomach. "Go to your room…NOW!" Celeste gathered what strength she had left to walk away from Griddlebone's smirk. When she arrived in her room she saw that someone was there and she found the strength to leap into his arms.

"Mungojerrie!" the young queen cried. The tom Celeste had leapt to was Mungojerrrie. When Celeste was born Mungojerrie was too young to remember her and he'd never even seen her. If he'd known she was Munkustrap's daughter he would've saved her by now. Mungojerrie embraced the bleeding and crying kit.

"Hey kit." He said in his normal cockney accent. She cried into his chest,

"Don't leave me, please I'm so scared." He rocked her back and forth. Mungojerrie had known her since she was a kit, when Griddlebone didn't want to take care of her Mungojerrie was assigned to care for her. He was the only one in the whole area that really cared for her.

"I won't leave ya, 'kay, now let me see your cuts." Celeste let go of him so he could look at her closely. He wasn't allowed to have real medical supplies to take care of her so he made had to make do with water and cloths. After he finished treating her wounds he sat with her and held her close to him. He hated to see her get beaten like this. Celeste was like a sister to him. He thought for a long time and he finally decided to screw what Macavity said and help her escape. He turned her to face him. She looked at him with her gorgeous eyes. "Now listen kit, I know I'm not allowed ta help ya, but for now I say screw Macavity and 'is rules." Mungojerrie sat her on her bed and went to her cracked window. She looked at him questioningly.

"Mungojerrie, what are you doing? That window hasn't moved since as long as I remember." He didn't answer all he did was put his hand into a fist and punch the glass hard enough to break it. He hand was sore and bleeding, but it was a small price to pay to see Celeste escape. He grabbed her,

"Celeste someone probably heard that, now listen closely, you need to run. Anywhere but here got it?" she nodded ad he boosted her out of the window. Pieces of glass pierced her skin, but she managed to make it through the window. Mungojerrie waited to see her run over the hill that separated the lair from the rest of the world. When she finally made it he crawled out onto the roof to go home to his sister Rumpleteazer before anyone could catch him.

Celeste had run trying to suppress the pain in her stomach. She ran crying out for help until she absolutely had to collapse onto the ground that happened to be right out side of the jellicle junkyard. Blood surrounded her and she fainted.

Munkustrap had thought he heard crying from out side of the junkyard. He left the side of his sleeping mate to find what he had heard. He ran outside to smell a scent that was familiar to him, yet it was also the scent of Macavity. He thought Macavity had planned some sort of attack. He followed the scent and finally found a fallen kitten lying limp surrounded by blood. He checked her pulse. It was there, but barely. He scooped the small queen into his arms and rushed towards Jelly's cabin. When he was about to enter he looked down to see she was clutching his chest. He couldn't see that the kit had Demeter's eyes and his fur and her black pattern. It was to dark, but he already felt something with this certain kit. He thought it might be who he though it was, but he just sighed,

"No…Celeste died almost three years ago." With that he turned to enter Jelly's cabin.