A/N: Okay, time for the disclaimer: I do not own CATS or Crazy For You. (Don't I wish, though.) I am making no money off this fic. It is purely for the reader's enjoyment, and to get it out of my head. That said, go ahead and enjoy. Try to guess the Queen before you reach the end.

She gazed sadly up at the moon. Despite her cool, aloof exterior, she wanted a companion. Someone to love and love her in return. That was all. Love. Was it too much to ask?

Still, we're often told,
"Seek and ye shall find."
She returned her gaze to the Square. In the junkpiles surrounding it, she knew that many Toms had lairs. During the day, you could find one or more of the Toms doing something or other. Up on a tall stack of cars, the Sentinel perched to keep an eye on the tribe. At the Vicarage and Railway Pipes, two of their biggest Toms kept watch, letting Home Jellicles in and keeping out those who did not belong to the Tribe. She could date any of the Toms, perhaps have an affair, but she didn't want to.

So I'm going to seek
A certain lad I've had in mind
Her thoughts turned to the Dream she'd been having lately. In it, she was playing a game the Humans referred to as Blindman's Bluff. In it, she was blindfolded and spun around by a shadowy figure. She could never get a good look at them, but it was always the same. After she was spun around, she began to blindly seek them. At first she stumbled and nearly fell, but she managed to regain her balance each time, the dizziness slowly fading. Finally, she literally ran into a broad, warm chest. She felt a pair of strong, masculine paws grip her arms to prevent her from falling. She raised her paws to the blindfold and removed it. Just as she was about to get a good look at him, she woke up. If only she could get a good look at his face!

Looking everywhere,
Haven't found him yet;
She wasn't sure if the Tom in her Dream was a member of the Tribe, but she was gonna figure it out, one way or another. One thing was for sure, it wasn't Tugger. He had too much fur on his chest, with that vest of his. It wasn't Misto either, he was too small. That still left quite a few Toms to be considered.

He's the big affair I cannot forget.
Only man I ever think of with regret.
She longed to find him. She couldn't help comparing the Toms in the Tribe to the Tom in her Dream, despite how little she knew of the Tom in her Dream. She couldn't even get a good look at his markings! She was beginning to obsess about the Tom in her Dream and it wasn't healthy for her. She knew she worried the other members of the Tribe, with the way she'd been acting lately. She hardly ate anymore and slept quite a bit.

I'd like to add his initials to my monogram.
Tell me, where is the shepherd for this lost lamb.
There's a somebody I'm longing to see
Oh! How she longed to find him! Her obsession grew each time she Dreamed. Each time, she came closer to figuring out what he looked like. She was sure to figure out colors next time she Dreamed. Her search for him continued, but no luck so far. She was getting desperate to find him.

I hope that he
Turns out to be
Someone who'll watch over me.
She sincerely hoped he wouldn't turn out to be a nerd or anything like that. All she really wanted was someone who could see beneath her cool, aloof exterior and find the Queen underneath that needed a Tom to love her.

Although he may not be the man some
Girls think of as handsome
To my heart he carries the key.
She didn't even care if he looked like Tugger or not. She only cared for how he looked on the inside. She was sure that she would like him, no matter what he looked like.

Won't you tell him please to put on some speed-
Follow my lead-
Oh! How I need
Someone to watch over me.
She continued to stare up at the moon. She hoped she would find him soon. Her bed was awfully cold at night now. She sighed. If one listened closely, they would have heard someone whisper to the moon, "Cassie needs someone to watch over her."

Someone to watch over me.

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