Ova had returned from the junkyard and found Jerrie lying in bed, paws under his head as he stared up at the ceiling. He smiled as she sat down next to him.

"So, yah ond Plato." Jerrie wiggled his eyebrows up and down.

She giggled. "Yeah. Hey, Jerrie?"

"Mhm?"

"Are…are you ok with me liking Plato?"

Jerrie sat up. "Yeah! Remembah thot doy in the librarah? Yah said yah wonted someone tah loike yah fah yahself. Ond Plato loikes yah!"

"But…he doesn't know who I really am." She looked down. Jerrie tilted her chin up so she could look at him.

"If 'e stops loving yah because yah Macavity's daughtah, thon it's 'is loss. 'e'll be losing a beautiful queen."

Ova blushed and glanced at the nightstand. "Hey, what's that?" She pointed to the file Macavity gave Jerrie.

"Jost, uh, some work stuff." He hastily shoved it in the drawer. Ova frowned. Jerrie was hiding something from her.

Ova decided to change the subject. "So, how's Teazer?"

Ova watched Jerrie perk up at her name. "She's great! We ore gonna go thieving prettah soon!"

"You two sure have a lot in common," Ova commented. Jerrie grinned goofily and lay back down. "Look, I know that we're still 'arranged', but I really think you should ask her out."

"Whot?" Jerrie turned his head to look at her. "Why would Oi osk 'er out?"

"Cause you LOVE her!" Ova cried. Jerrie shot straight up.

"Oi am not!"

Ova got up and danced around the room singing: "You love her! You love her! Jerrie's in love with Teazer!" He laughed and threw a pillow at her. She stuck her tongue out playfully at him and sat back on the bed. "Don't deny it. You know it's true."

"Ok, alroight. It's true!" He cried. "Oi love Teazah!"

"What was that you just said?" Macavity asked. They jumped.

"Oi said…Oi'm gonna go thieving with Teazah?" Jerrie repeated.

"Well, alright. Just be back soon. Don't forget you have work to be done." He left. Ova looked quizzically at Jerrie.

"Work? What kind of work?"

"Uh…'enchcat stuff," Jerrie replied.

"I'm one of his henchcats. Do I get to know?"

Jerrie hesitated. "Top – Secret. Sorrah." He stood up and grabbed his bag. "Oi'm gonna go get Teazah. Wont tah come stealing with us?"

Ova shook her head. "No thanks."

Ova had to find out what was in that file. She waited a few minutes after Jerrie left before she walked over to the nightstand. She opened the drawer and took out the file. She leafed through the pages. One by one, the different Jellicles faces stared back at her. She landed on Plato's picture and a tear rolled down her cheek. What was Jerrie planning?

"Check out whot Oi got yah, Ova!" Jerrie called happily as he entered the room. He held up a tiny pink collar with a tiny row of diamonds across it. His smile faded as he saw Ova holding up the file with one paw, with the pictures of Plato and Teazer in her other paw.

"What is this?" Ova demanded to know.

"It's jost some infahmation on the Jellicles," Jerrie replied. That part was true.

"Why do you need information on them?" Ova pressed on.

"So Oi con get tah know them bettah."

Ova threw down the folder. "Liar!"

Jerrie sighed. "Oi know. Oi am. Look, don't get mod ot moi, alroight? Macavity gove moi an assignment tah woipe out the Jellicles – "

"You wouldn't!" Ova gasped.

Jerrie shook his head. "Oi wos nevah gonna go through with it! Ova, yah 'ave tah believe moi! Oi would nevah 'urt Plato or Teazah!"

Ova lowered her voice into a growl. "If you hurt any of them, or if you even lay a finger on them, I will personally ask my father to kill you. You understand?"

Jerrie gulped and nodded. Ova could be scary when she needed to be. She hissed at him before leaving. He groaned and smacked his face. Ova really hated him now, and it's all thanks to Macavity! He looked at the pictures of an innocent Teazer and Plato. There was no way he could ever hurt his friends and loved ones, especially Teazer.

"Oi promise Oi won't let onything bad 'appen tah yah, Teazah." Jerrie promised to himself.