"Mikey let's go already!" I yelled. We had a five hour drive ahead of us, I wanted to get to my old house by dawn.

"OK, OK already. I just wanted to grab a couple more comics for the drive."

"How many do you need?" I asked wearily, eyeing the duffel bag slung over his shoulder.

"I think it should last for a bit." He gave me a smile that made my heart melt. God was he adorable.

Wait what?! I shut that thought down, hard.

"OK Dr. Prankenstein, how do I look?"

April had helped me to look how I used to before Shredder got a hold of me. My hair was curled, giving me corkscrews for hair. She also helped with my makeup, making my freckles look as realistic as possible. Plus with Donnie's help, my eyes were blue again. I thought the contacts would make my eyes look a fake color of blue, boy was I wrong. He'd gotten the color perfect. A gorgeous ice blue.

I actually ended up crying when I saw myself. I looked so much like my mom, well other than the eyes. Her's were a dark emerald green. I got my eye color from my dad.

Mikey's P.O.V.

I stopped and gave her a look over. I stared wide eyed at her, hoping that I only felt like I was blushing.

"You look nice Dudette." I did my best to give my signature care-free voice.

"Thanks Mikey." She gave me a glowing smile, lighting up her face. Before I could responded, she gave me a peck on the cheek. "Come on, we have a long drive ahead of us."

I simply nodded and followed her.

Viper's P.O.V.

I downed my second cup of coffee and checked the time.

1:23

Thanks to the fact that I had a mutant turtle in the back of the car, I was forced to take as many back road as possible. No, I didn't have my license, but I drove well. Besides, if I got pulled over and they ran my name, they would end up with a report that would say I was dead. Donnie was actually the one who told me about this. Turns out Bill and Rachael had figured out how to make people stop asking about us. Just go to court and get us listed as dead. I didn't want to know how many people they had to bribe to get that done.

It didn't end there apparently. They even had a funeral for me and Kayla. I found a news report online about it. The whole community showed up. The pictures showed my old school friends crying.

That was a feels train I didn't enjoy riding.

My grip tightened on the wheel. What was I doing? What would I even say to my old parent's?

Thanks for letting me get tortured. Oh by the way, Kayla's dead. I don't think that would go over well.

I glanced up at the rear view mirror to find Mikey asleep. I looked back at the road, feeling a bit better. I would have been having a panic attack if he hadn't been with me.

"Ngh...What time is." Mikey mumbled sleepily as I pulled over onto the side of a dirt road.

"Time for you to get your shell up." I said getting out. I pulled a blanket out of the back of the car.

Note to self: Thank Casey for picnic basket full of food on top of lending me a car.

Casey, being the awesome friend he is, got a hold of a van for me. It made it a ton easier to lug a huge turtle around with painted windows. I began laying a blanket out as Mikey got out of the car.

"Morning sleeping beauty." He gave me a half heart 'Good morning' before sitting down on the blanket.

"While you eat I'm going to get some sleep." Mikey simply nodded as he downed a sandwich.

Two hours of sleep later, we were making our way into a small town.

"Keep your head down." I hissed at Mikey as he continued to try to see out the front window.

"Fine." Mikey pouted.

I rolled my eyes and took another left. I pulled into a driveway, my hands shaking violently. I put the car into park and got out.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't scarred. I'd pasted scarred an hour ago. I was terrified. All I needed to do was get some answers and get out of there, so why was this so hard?

I slipped my swords into their sheaths and walked up to the door of the house in front of me. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I raised my hand to knock.

I held my hand inches from the door, unable to make myself move.

So I let my hand fall and grabbed the door handle instead, surprised to find it unlocked.

I held my breath and opened the door.

Hey guys! Can I just say this now, Bad Viper! That's breaking and entering! Anyway guys, sorry about how short this is. Don't worry, I know it might seem boring now, but I plan to add some...interesting twists, later. Please review guys!

I'm a disclaimer of TMNT but I own Viper and the idea behind her. If you want to use anything about her or the character herself please P.M. me first and get my consent.

Thank-you!