Master Splinter was in a mental battle against the Rat King for control over his own body. The Rat King was not going to allow Splinter to be a free rat any longer. All the Rat King had to do was take complete control Master Splinter's mind. Whatever the Rat King did to Splinter, did a real number on his mind. Donatello concurred after several test, that Master Splinter fell into a coma. He honestly didn't know if Master Splinter was going to make it. The boys watched over their master protectively with their worried and depressed eyes. Michelangelo left the room abruptly, not being able to see his father like that. Leonardo prayed an old Japanese prayer to himself. Raphael was filled to the brim with so much anger and rage yet sadness. Raph was not by any means a sentimental person, but it killed him to see his father harmed in that way, and there was nothing he could do to help him. He is protective of his friends and his brothers, but when it came to his father, he was an over protective monster on the rampage. Donatello was trying to figure out every possible way to wake up his master. When they finally regrouped in their father's room, every emotion soon boiled over.

"When I get my hands on that slimy little rat, I'll kill him!" Raph said angrily.

"You wouldn't." Leo opposed to his brother but secretly wanted to kill the Rat King himself.

"You wanna bet?" Raph asked.

Leo didn't argue this time. He knew deep down inside that if Raph was left alone with the Rat King, he would kill him.

"We should say something. About Master Splinter. It might bring him back." Mikey said coming out of his head space.

"It would probably help Leo. Maybe it could wake him up from his coma." Donnie agreed.

They sat in silence, not really knowing what to say. Donnie sat down on the bed and looked at his sleeping sensi.

"Master Splinter, do you remember the time when you accidentally brought home those highschool textbooks. We were about 7 maybe 8 years old. I started to read one of the old history books. You were so surprised that I was reading things like that. I remember when Raph was making fun of me because of it and you pulled me aside into your room. You told me that my mind worked differently than my brothers and even yourself. You said that my mind was more powerful than any weapon in the world ever crafted. Father, you set the path for how I see the world today. We still need you father, I still need you father. We may not say this often, but we need you not only as a master, but as a father." Donnie said as tears stream down his cheeks.

His shoulders started to quake as small sobs were released from his lips. He held his hand to his lip to stop his sobs, but they only became louder. Mikey came to his side and tried to comfort his brother. Donnie, with Mikey's help, was able to stand and sat down on the ground, leaning on the wall. Mikey went to sit on the bed and hold his father's slightly warm, fuzzy hand.

"Hey dad, do you remember all the times I got sick as a kid. You were so worried about me since I was a baby. Every night you would come in and check on me. You would say a small prayer and sing to me. I never told you this but there were times when I would fake being sick so that you would stroke my cheek and sing to me. I know that it seems childish, but they were and still are some of my favorite memories of you. I love you dad and we need you to come back to us. You know how screwed we would be if we lost you. I know that we kind of get you on your last nerves and irritate the shell out of you but-." Mikey said before a sob was released, stopping him in mid sentence.

He clung to his father's hand tightly as his sobs made his body tremble. His brothers try to comfort him too, but it was so hard seeing their baby brother cry. Mikey released his father's hand and ran out of the room. Donnie put his hand up and ran after him. Raph went to his father's bedside and held his father's furry hand.

"Hey dad, I know I'm a hot head and got a bad temper and all, but what I'm trying to say is that, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I haven't been the best son or student in the world. I'm sorry that you had to deal with my temper. I'm sorry that I haven't told you that I love you. Please, don't leave us." Raph begged his father before he turned his head to hide his tears.

Leo was shocked to see his brother like that. This was honestly the first time he thinks he's ever seen him cry. He placed a firm hand on his shoulder and pulled him into a firm hug. Raph willingly accepted the embrace and even returned it. When they parted, Leo just bowed his head slowly before speaking.

"Master Splinter, you have always been there for us. When we'd failed, when we succeeded, and we when we were confused. You helped us through our trials. We never really told you thank you for everything that you've did for us. You didn't have to take us in. You didn't have to make us your children. You didn't have to train us, love us, and make us who were are today. We are so thankful for all that you do for us. I am so sorry that we could not stop this. We will find the Rat King and we will stop him. I promise. You are not just a master to us, you are our father and we love you." Leo said sadly as his body shook with fear, anger, and sadness.

Raph embraced him tightly trying to comfort the both of them. Donnie came back in tears along with a sobbing Mikey. All four brother embraced each other tightly as their sobs filled the room. When their sobs finally calmed down, Donnie went to the shelves and pulled out an old book.

"I- I remember an old Jewish prayer that Master Splinter liked. He said it reminded him of Master Yoshi." Donnie said as he swallowed heavily while turning to the page.

"Read it." Leo said as he tried to calm down.

"It's called "We Remember Them":

At the rising of the sun and at its going down
We remember them.

At the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter
We remember them.

At the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of spring
We remember them.

At the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of summer
We remember them.

At the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn
We remember them.

At the beginning of the year and when it ends
We remember them.

As long as we live, they too will live, for they are now a part of us as
We remember them.

When we are weary and in need of strength
We remember them.

When we are lost and sick at heart
We remember them.

When we have joy we crave to share
We remember them.

When we have decisions that are difficult to make
We remember them.

When we have achievements that are based on theirs
We remember them.

As long as we live, they too will live, for they are now a part of us as
We remember them." Donnie read softly as he tried to fight the tears.

"That was beautiful Donatello." Leo said as he hugged Donnie.

The boys stood around their father's bed, letting their sob filled the room. Hoping and praying that their father would live.