Okay, you guys wanted it. So here's the second chapter!

Brambleclaw's breath wheezed. He lay in the medicine cat den, waiting for Starclan to come and claim him, for he was deathly sick with greencough. He coughed, pain blaring in his chest as the burst of air slammed into his sore throat. Suddenly, Jayfeather padded into his den, carrying catmint.

"No, Jayfeather. I am already on my way to Starclan. Don't waste the precious herb on me. Go get Lionblaze." Brambleclaw whispered weakly, feeling his breath become weaker and weaker. By the time Lionblaze and Jayfeather came back, he was gasping for breath.

"I never regretted being your father. I was, and am, proud of you. Jayfeather." Brambleclaw saw the gray tabby walk gently forward. "You are a great medicine cat. You have and will serve you clan well." Brambleclaw gagged.

"Lionblaze. You are a wonderful fighter, and never hesitate to fight for Thunderclan. And Hollyleaf, it was a shame she died so young. She was a amazing hunter and strategizer. I am proud to have been your foster father. Though you have Windclan, and Thunderclan blood, your loyalty has never swayed from Thunderclan." Brambleclaw gasped out as his head dropped, and his spirit fled his body.

Brambleclaw suddenly felt himself in Starclan, the bright sunlight outlining the green leaves above his head. Brambleclaw struggled to his paws, finding strength renewed. Sparkling stars danced around his paws as he walked around; gazing at the clearing he was in wonderously. Suddenly, the bushes in front of him rustled, and Brambleclaw was startled out of his trance.

A ginger she-cat walked out of the bushes, her fur glittering starlight.

"S-S-Squirrelflight?" Brambleclaw whispered, afraid to believe. The she-cat purred.

"Yes, it is me, Brambleclaw. But I know some cats that want to meet you." Squirrelflight purred. Three kits padded out behind her, and stopped, gazing at Brambleclaw. "When I died, I had no idea I was carrying your kits." She mewed. Then she lifted her tail. "The dark ginger kit is named Thornkit, the light brown tabby tom is Fallenkit, and the black she-cat is named Hollykit. I hope you like the names." Squirrelflight finished.

"Oh Squirrelflight, I'm so sorry. It's my fault that you died." Brambleclaw butted his head on Squirrelflight's muzzle.

"Brambleclaw, what's done is in the past. But now we are all together, and that's the only thing that matters." Squirrelflight purred. Brambleclaw padded to her side, and twined his tail with hers. The pair and their kits disappeared into the green foliage, to spend the rest of their afterlives together.