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Chapter 2:

Sydney sighed, running a hand through her short hair, she was finally moving into that apartment. She seemed a bit uneasy about the entire thing, but only to get a glimpse of him would make her whole again, or put her in a hole of despair just like leaving two years prior.

Her parents had been worried, she was only nineteen when she was captured by the foot, and forced to become Quarry, and that was three years ago. They didn't want her to go back to New York, but she was an adult and her parents had to deal with that.

She unlocked her apartment door, and stepped inside.

Her many boxes of belonging scattered all around the apartment and she really didn't mind. Setting her suitcase down in the room that was destined to be her bedroom; she returned and began to unpack her things. She licked her chapped lips when her stomach growled loudly.

"I knew I should have gone grocery shopping before I came here," she sighed. Grabbing her purse she exited her apartment, and walked down the Grocery Store, which was located only three blocks away, right now all she need was some of the essential things, before she goes there again, and as in essential she's getting, milk, orange juice, eggs, dried ramen, sandwich meat, ketchup, mustard, and a few other items.

Grabbing the purchased food, she exited out of the store. There were so many perverts there, that it made her sick. She shook her head, and began walking the three blocks to her apartment, and the sun was beginning to set. She couldn't help but glance in each alley she passed.

Oh, how she missed him.

Sighing she shook her head, and continued walking to her new home. She inwardly sighed seeing that she didn't even catch a single glance of any of them while walking home. Shaking her head, she trudged up the stairs, and to her apartment, opening the door and entering.

She set the two bags of groceries on the counter and began putting the food where it belonged, and pulled out a Slim Jim, and a cola, and began eating. She took a sip of her cola and walked to the room that was now her bed room. She set the cola and half the Slim Jim on the bed side table, and she laid down on the un-made bed.

"Maybe I should go for a walk," she whispered do herself, she was pretty restless so she decided to go for the walk, even though it was near dark, and most of the really perverted people came out at night. Standing up, she finished off her Slim Jim, and took a big gulp of her cola.

-Thirty Minutes later-

Sydney sat on a bench in the middle of Central Park, a thoughtful expression on her face, as her head hung over the back, her short blue hair hanging out of her face. She couldn't get Donatello off her mind no matter how hard she tried. She opened her eyes and looked in the dark sky, the sun had only set moments ago, and she would try her best to be careful…

Or so she thought.

She sat up, and looked around, she couldn't help but be nervous about being out in the middle of Central Park at night…She was now reconsidering on the idea.

Standing up, Sydney began to walk the way she had entered Central Park before, only to bump into someone. She looked up and her eyes widened.

It was one of those guys from the store.

"Hey there pretty lady," he smirked. She screamed.

The guy's smirk grew because of her scream, and reached out grabbing her arms, forcing her to stand up. Sydney struggled in his grasp, hoping and praying that anybody could help her. She shuttered when the guy licked her cheek.

"Hey, is that anyway to treat a lady?" her eyes widened at the familiar voice.

"Hey, buddy, if you know what's good for ya then bud out," the guy growled.

"I don't think so," she glanced over her shoulder, her eyes full of fear. She knew it was him, even if he was wearing a trench coat and fedora…she knew it was him. She watched as he charged the guy, and pulled her away. She landed on her butt with a slight yelp, and watched as a ruckus arose.

Minutes later, the guy that grabbed her scrambled away from the martial artist she knew that was hidden in the trench coat and fedora.

"It's nice to see you again Sydney," she found herself scrambling to her feet, and lunge at him.

"I've been looking everywhere for you," she cried, "Donatello…I missed you." He tensed as she held on tighter, fearing that she would have to leave him again.

"You have?" he asked, a bit puzzled.

"Yes…I have," she pulled away and looked under the fedora, seeing the purple masked mutant turtle. Just like her dreams he was taller then she was now, and he looked the same.

She felt like crying, just seeing him again brought her goose bumps; she had no idea whether this was a dream or not.

Putting her head on his shoulder, she closed her eyes, "Don't make me leave again."


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