I AM. SO SO SO SORRY. DX

It's summer and I promised to write more.

Well I did.

And I've been writing pretty good.

But I took a break. I'm sorry. DX I should've told you guys.

Well, back to the LAST chapter of Love Hurts!

[ If your watching my other CrowxLeaf its.. stalled for 10+ more days. sorry. DX ]

I looked around the den. This was it. He was finally dead and gone, for no one to worry about anymore. But, what was going to happen now? I was alone in this den, not moving, afraid to do so. Battle raged outside, and Blackstar was probably going to announce the need for the invasion. I moved to look at the exit, then exited and slipped away from the fighting that was being held just in front of him.

I jumped onto the leaders den where Firestar usually stood, and let out a loud, high-pitch yowl. Everyone automatically stopped fighting, the air still tensed, but no one hurting anyone anymore. They all looked like they didn't want to fight anymore, anyways. I looked out towards everyone and began to speak, "ThunderClan warriors! The clans of ShadowClan and WindClan have came to take back, no land, but just to take back my kits. Where are they?"

No one spoke out for a moment. The ThunderClan warriors looked confused, not knowing what to do without their leader. They were probably wondering what happened to him. Until Leafpool spoke up, softly, but as we could all still hear her, "C-Crowfeather, your kits are in my den. Well.. One of them. Firestar had the tom killed." My heart sank as she said those words, but I was glad that I could have at least one of my kits back. I dipped my head in thanks.

"Where's Firestar?" said a warrior who I couldn't exactly point out. I was glad someone had asked, but how was I supposed to respond? 'We killed him.' Someone would object and look to one another, not knowing what to do, and a fight would start up again between all three of the clans. So, I said what I thought anyone would say at a time like this, "How many of you honestly liked Firestar, as your leader? You don't have you lie to us, he will not punish you for not saying anything. Not when he was good, but when he turned for the.. worst."

I tried to word it as good as I possibly could at that moment. I believed the only one who really liked him was Brambleclaw, and he was probably already killed by our clan. Or so I thought, I mean. No one responded, not even the smallest of kits. No one really liked him. He was probably already off to the dark forest to pay for the deeds he had done. Or maybe Bluestar, the former leader of ThunderClan, was speaking with him.

"Well, we came here to where Firestar would never hurt another soul ever again.. He's gone." I worded my words very carefully, looking up and towards my audience. No one spoke for a moment, all looking at each other in question. Did they know what I meant? That he was dead? Blackstar stood at the front, looking at me, urging me to go on and continue speaking to the rest of the clan. So I did.

"D..Does anyone have an objection to that?" I questioned, now sitting down at my post, looking across the clan to the other warriors. Someone spoke. "But, who is going to be our leader? Brambleclaw died in the fight while you were killing Firestar." Someone said what I already knew. The person speaking was Squirrelflight. She sounded sad; her father and her mate had died in the same fight. But her father deserved his. Leafpool nuzzled her sister visually.

"Well-" I began to say that it wasn't my problem bitterly, and that I didn't care. But I did care. I knew I did. As I began to speak, someone cut me off, the voice of a young apprentice who I didn't know their name. "I think Crowfeather should do it! He's the one who helped us to rid of Firestar, and he's the one standing on the leader's post right now and not Blackstar! And he's doing a good job of it, too!"

I blinked, looking in a different direction awkwardly. Squirrelflight, who I knew had never liked me, said with a soft growl in her voice, "But he's a loyal WindClan cat, isn't he? He wouldn't leave them for ThunderClan!" I could see Onestar, who was moving his way to the front to look at me and to try and help me decide if I wanted to become the leader of a clan that I didn't even have an input on. "If you wanted to be their leader because they are getting through a rough patch, Crowfeather, you can."

How was I supposed to respond to that? Everyone was watching me. I was meeting the eyes of what could very well be the new clan that I was in. I could very well be the leader of ThunderClan within just the nod of my head and me saying yes, and them allowing me to do so. I didn't know what to do, still. "W-Well.. If the rest of the clan would allow me, I would love to be the leader of this c-clan.. But I don't believe anyone would.. believe my loyalty, to this clan.''

"How many object to the thought of having a new, strong leader, even though he had been born in WindClan, become your leader and stick with you through thick and thin?" Onestar yowled, knowing that there would be some kind of objection to this. Squirrelflight's eyes narrowed at me, but could not argue with Onestar and what all he would be saying. Onestar was strong. He knew exactly how to make the others believe him.

When everyone began to speak again, I jumped down from my post and looked to Leafpool. She seemed to know what I wanted, for her to come to the medicine cat's den, and she followed me without speaking. I wanted to see my kit, the only thing left for me. In WindClan, anyways. It was obvious that ThunderClan had chosen me for their leader now, and I didn't exactly have a say in it. Well, I had said if the rest of the clan would allow it.

As I reached the medicine cat's den, I heard the soft mewing of a kit. That mew that I had heard many times before. The soft silver white pelt of my daughter. She was only a moon or so old, her eyes open as she looked up at me. Those soft blue eyes looked straight into my own, as she stood and nuzzled me. "Daddy, where have you been?" she questioned.

I only smiled slightly and licked her ear, not responding. She wouldn't care. Leafpool stood beside me, her eyes on the kit as she then looked up and back towards me. She whispered something along the lines of, "What are you going to name her?" I looked back at Leafpool and then looked towards the kit, and automatically whispered, "Snowkit. I've always liked that name."

Snowkit looked up at me, her soft blue eyes gazing into mine. "Snowkit! I like that name, Crowfeather!" She purred softly and rubbed her head against my leg, and Leafpool sat beside me, her tail resting beside mine. I was glad to finally be in her clan. It was the best feeling I could ever imagine. I could tell she was already going to accept me along with the rest of her clan. I wondered if Snowkit's life would be tough in the clan.

Leafpool looked over to me, that soft loving glance in her eyes, as she smiled and purred softly. She tilted her head towards mine as I could feel her every movement, as she smiled and sweetly looked over me, whispering something I wish I would have heard moons ago, "I love you, Crowfeather." Those sweet words were the only thing still keeping me here. I responded by licking her right ear, and whispering back,

''I love you, too, Leafpool, I love you too.."

IT'S FINALLY OVER!

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