AN: Hookem here! I'm back in action! I hope you guys are still interested in this story, because I have a whole butt-load of chapters in my head as we type. On with the story…

Blake's eyes fluttered open in the dim lighting to the light ticking off the clock. Odd, he could've sworn he'd heard something somewhere in the ship, but what? He listened attentively…

There! It came again! It was a strange sound, almost pitiful. That's when Blake understood. It was a whimper.

Blake rolled out of bed, dressed in nothing but a tee shirt and boxer shorts, his curiosity sparked. He silently opened the door and peered out into the corridor. All was quiet, and there was not a soul in sight. But then, it came again, from farther down the hall. Blake was suddenly on edge, ready to fight at any moment. He crept down the hall towards the source of the noise, which turned out to be coming from behind Katt's bedroom door. That's when he saw it. It was a note, taped to the door. He plucked it off the wall. Instantly he saw that it was dotted with tear drops. It read:


By the time you find this letter, I'll already be gone. I'm sorry, but I just can't take this anymore! All the running, stress, guilt! It's all just too much!

So before I do it, I just wanted to say…

I love you…



As soon as he read the letter, his eyes widened in shock.

"KATT! DON'T DO IT!" he shouted and kicked down her door. There she was, sitting on the edge of her bead, the blaster to her temple. She looked up at him with saddened, tired eyes. They were red, and the fur beneath them was matted down from tears.

"I'm s-sorry, Blake!" She wailed and squeezed the trigger. The blaster went off, and she was no more…

Blake was stunned, too shocked for words. With a heavy heart, he trudged over to her and laid her head in his lap, shutting her eyes with his fingers. He cradled her, tears blurring his vision.

"No…" he whispered, choking on sobs. "Why'd you do it? Why?" he cried out. Her corpse naturally didn't respond. "I… loved you too…"


"NOOOOO!" Blake shouted at the top of his lungs, flinging himself up into a sitting position. Wait, what was this? He was back in his bedroom, as if nothing had happened. The dim lighting gave the room a soothing ambience, though it could do nothing to soothe the petrified human, who glanced around fearfully, a cold sweat adorning his brow.

"KATT?" he called in panic. Suddenly, he felt a hand on his chest. It firmly, but with the gentleness of a mother, pushed him back down.

"Shh… Calm down, it was only a dream…" Katt whispered from a chair at his bedside. Blake gasped lightly and starred at her with immense relief, his breathing steadily returning to normal.

"A… dream…?" he asked in disbelief. The feline nodded.

"Yes. I heard you thrashing in your sleep, so I came in here. I heard you yell 'Katt, don't do it!' and all sorts of stuff. I even heard you say, well, that…" Katt paused, her cheeks going slightly red. "… You loved me…"

"Oh…" Blake muttered in embarrassment and lied back. A few minutes of awkward silence followed, which was broken by Katt.

"So… do you want me to stay with you for the rest of the night, or should I leave?" she asked. Blake thought it over, though he already knew his answer.

"Could you…?" he began, but couldn't continue. Katt smiled weakly and shook her head. She didn't even have to hear the rest of that sentence. She shrugged off her robe, leaving her in silk pajamas, and slipped under the covers with him. She purred and cuddled against him, wrapping her rope-like tail around his waist. Her head rested on his chest, rising up and down with it.

There was no awkwardness involved. They both knew that they wanted this, and they both knew that they wanted each other. Another couple of action heroes, in need of a reprieve from it all.


"Yes, Katt…?"

"Do you really…?"

"Yes… you…?"

"I do…" Katt whispered with finality. The next couple minutes were a blur, but they were enjoyable, none the less. Blake lowered his head down to hers and kissed her softly. Katt placed a hand behind his head and pulled him closer.

They eventually had to pull away for air, but the two lovers both fell asleep peacefully, without nightmares, and were not disturbed again…


…Later that morning, Katt awoke in his embrace. She lay there in the dim lighting, thinking about what she'd said. She looked down at the sleeping human. Did she love him? Did she really? Did he really love her? Or was this just some spur of the moment thing that had slipped?

Now, when she looked down at him, she realized that she did love him, and would be crushed if he were to leave. And that was all there was to it.

With a sigh, she cuddled against him and fell asleep once more…


Later on, at breakfast, the two remained in relative silence. After all, what was there to say? They'd already confessed their feelings to each other, and that was about all they could say.

"Did you sleep well?" Blake asked, breaking the silence. Katt grinned.

"How couldn't I?" she asked in reply. Blake chuckled and shook his head. "How long 'til we reach Earth?"

"Judging by the star maps, I'd say… about five days." Blake guessed. Katt sighed.

"I can't wait for this all to be over. There's been too much blood shed over this…" she mumbled. Blake put an arm around her, and she laid her head on his shoulder. She looked up to him and kissed him. "What's about us?" she asked. "What are we going to do once we do clear our names? We live light years away from each other. Where will we live? How will we cope?"

Black pressed a finger to her lips. "Knowing you, and knowing me, we'll manage. Everything's going to be fine. That Corneria place doesn't look all that bad, either…"

Katt looked up at him in surprise. "You mean… you'd leave behind your own kind… for me…?"

"Of course I would."

"Thank you, Blake." Katt whispered and kissed him again. This one lasted a couple minutes. The both of them fought fiercely for control over one another's tongue. They pulled away for air and savored the silence, enjoying each other's warmth…


"I do not want excuses." Prime Minister Connor snapped at the holographic humans. "Did you find them?"

"Mr. Connors, with all due respect, we currently do not know what ship they are in or if they're even alive." McDougal said. "We have almost every single long-range drone and patrol out searching for them. It should only be a matter of weeks."

"Get to it, human, or suffer the consequences…"

AN: Short, but it's something to get you guys back in the spirit of humanXanthro adventures.