He stared at the wall.
She's gone. She's really gone.
He didn't feel anything anymore.
She was like a sister to him.
She was more than that.
My Emma's gone.
Mikey walked around the lair as if in a trance. He kept thinking about her. About how he could have saved her if he had just stayed at the lair.
"Hey, bro!" Raph yelled from behind him. Mikey turned around blankly.
"So, I was thinking," Raph continued, "Leo's figured out where a Krang lair is. How 'bout we bash in some heads?"
Mikey stared at him, "Sure."
"You ready to go in there?" Raph grinned, "I bet you are!"
"Yeah," Mikey muttered, "Whatever."
"Dude," Donnie put in, "You're starting to sound like Raph."
"Does it look like I care?"
"Come on, guys," Leo grinned, "Let's go get some Krang."
He ran to his room as soon as they got back to the lair, and slammed the door closed. He stared at his bed, memories of Emma…
I will never love someone like I loved her. Never.
Mikey sat on his bed and sighed.
What should I do? I should forget… I should forget everything.
His gaze landed on the set of keys to Emma's apartment.
No. I won't forget. Not ever. She's too important.
He smiled for the first time in what seemed like years as he laid down on his bed, engulfed in memories.
"Mikey," Someone whispered, "Mikey."
He opened his eyes and muttered something, sitting up.
"You're awake. Awesome."
He gasped at the figure he saw.
"E-Emma?" He stammered.
"Yep," She grinned, "Sorry 'bout the wait, but it took forever for me to be able to contact you."
"You came." He felt a shimmer of the person he was before.
It's really her.
"Now, Mikey," She continued, "I… I want to give you something. A gift. For being someone that I've cared about more than others."
"Uh," He frowned, "Yeah?"
"I wanted to give you my mutation, and memories on how to control it. All of my memories about controlling it."
"It'll be something to remember you by."
"Ok," She breathed deeply, "Here goes."
She poked him on the shoulder, and a barrage of memories flowed over him. He gasped and stumbled.
"I… thought you just said memories involving your mutation." He managed.
"I wanted to give you something more," She whispered, "So you could never forget. If I give you all my memories, we develop a special psychic link. We can talk to each other whenever we want."
"Hey, I'm just wondering," Mikey hesitated, "How did you even die?"
She smiled, "My memories say it all."