Under the dark sky, two shadows glowed. Quietly the shadows crept in; no one saw them, thus the exiles returned.

Mungojerrie hushed his mate as they crept into the Junkyard. So far they were undetected, and he wanted to keep it that way. Apparently Rumpleteazer wasn't thinking the same thought; with all the noise she was making, all of London would descend on them in a matter of minutes. If that happened Macavity would have their heads. "Teazer! Shut up!" Mungo hissed, "If someone catches us we won't stand a good chance of sneaking in here twice!"

Rumpleteazer looked down guiltily, "Sorry Mungo, I wasn't thinking."

Mungojerrie sighed, "No, I'm sorry sweets. It's just that this mission has me strung up and Macavity's been actin' kind 'a funny."

Shyly Rumpleteazer twined around Mungojerrie. "Maybe I can help you feel better," she said, her eyes twinkling in the moonlight. Her head nuzzled Mungojerrie's, teasing him as she did so well. Rumpleteazer's tail whipped around his face, tickling his nose.

Laughing softly, Mungo brushed her tail away from his face. "We'll have time for that later sweets," he purred.

Teazer pouted. "No one's out here, we can come back tomorrow night. Besides, wouldn't you rather be back home, curled up with me?" quietly, she began whispering romantic words in his ear.

Soon, Jerrie's tail began swishing in anticipation. After another minute, Teazer noticed his growing arousal. "Fine," he breathed, "We'll go home."

"You won't regret this," Rumpleteazer told him as she nuzzled his head. Quietly the two cats headed for home.

"Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer left the Junkyard; they're going back home," Donovan reported. Macavity turned to look at his top agent as he continued, "Neither cat made any contact with the Jellicles. They left after about five minutes."

"It looks as if we need to visit them," Macavity said. His laugh reverberated off the tunnel's stone walls.

Giggling joyously, Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer ran into their den, which consisted of an old blanket and pearls, lots of pearls. Teazer stopped right in front of the bed so suddenly Mungo ran right into her. "Wha-"

"Hello," Macavity said, stepping out from the shadows. "You two are home early."

"No-o…no one was there," Teazer stuttered. "We-e tho-ought it-t would b-e ok-kay to come back."

"No one was there," Macavity repeated. "Then you stay there to see what they do in the morning. Did you look in their boxes? They might have been planning an attack!"

"It was perfectly quiet sir," Mungojerrie said, his face perfectly blank. After working with Macavity for so long, he had learned no emotions were good emotions around Macavity.

"Would they really yell their plans for the us to hear? Not even Jellicles are that stupid!" Macavity hissed.

"Sorry sir, we didn't think," Mungojerrie said respectfully. Rumpleteazer nodded.

"Good," Macavity said, "Now go back to the Junkyard. And don't come back till I tell you."

"Yes sir," Mungo and Teazer said together.

"Good."

Quietly and quickly, Mungo and Teazer moved through the darkness. Their disguised fur blended well into the gray darkness. All the two cats had done was rub grease over their fur. Soon after leaving, however, the grease became patchy when they had to squeeze past boxes and through windows.

Rumpleteazer somehow still found this situation to be funny and began to giggle. Mungo just rolled his eyes and continued walking. Soon they stood in front of the Junkyard; not in it, but in front of it nonetheless. Sighing Mungo turned to Teazer, his face serious.

"You have to be quiet from here on out, 'kay?" Teazer nodded. "Good." And with that the two exiles crept back into the Junkyard.

A/N: this may take more time to put each chapter up so please bear with me.