The drive down the tunnel was a long and quiet one, save for the sound of Leatherhead's rasped breathing; April was doing her best to help the old croc in everyway she knew how. She made sure to tend to any new wounds that he might have had, cleaned as much dirt from him as possible, and even placed a cool rag over his forehead as it seemed he was a little too warm for his normal body temperature. April knew that Leatherhead needed to eat something, so as they drove, she carefully spoon fed him some yogurt. It was easy to handle and more so, easy to swallow. She saw in the moment she spoon fed him, Mikey gently coaxing Leatherhead by caressing his withered old claw; it must have been hard for Mikey, since Leatherhead was his first mutant friend he ever helped.

"…He's going to be okay Mikey. You'll see. He just needs time to heal."

"Thanks April," The orange bandana turtle looked up at his friend resting, gently smiling to try and somehow find the Brightside, as he said softly to Leatherhead, "Hear that buddy? You're gonna be better soon, okay? Then you and I can sneak a slice of pizza."

The old croc, having caught snippets of April and his young turtle friend's conversation, wearily opened his eyes for a moment and looked down to Mikey with a tired expression on his face, but managed to give him a wrinkled smile. "…t-that sounds… nice. M… Michelangelo…" Goodness, he sounds so worn out, and just as soon as he had woken to speak to his friend… he leaned his head to the side, eyes closed, and was back to sleeping. He needed all the rest he could get to get back his strength.

It took the group three hours… but they finally made it to the other station, and boy, was it HUGE! There were two parked subway cars settled in the middle of the station; as the tank drove up the ramp, they parked and found that the station had everything they needed; on the left side of the station there's a lounge area that was meant for smoking, a small food court with two stands. Connecting to the other side was a small bridge, that when subways were ready to depart, the bridge opened up and would allow them through, the right side of the station had bathrooms, and the small office that was meant for the subway conductors to either have their lunch or rest.

"This place is huge! It has everything we need to make this a real lair." Donnie said with excitement, thinking of the possibilities they had in renovating this station.

"Well that's all fine and dandy Donnie, but don't you think we should worry on other things first?" Raphael asked with his arms crossed.

Leonardo walked into one of the subway cars and tried to get in, the doors were rusty and seemed to creak when he struggled. So with quick thinking, he used his katana to slide between the two doors and twists to make just enough space for him to fully open the inside. The cushion seats looked soft and the floor was covered in soft carpet, "Mikey, April? Let Leatherhead rest in here."

"Alright Leo," April called and turned to Leatherhead, who was slowly waking from his sleep, "Leatherhead? We found a place for you to rest. It's a short walk away." She started helping the elder croc with Mikey's help, both guiding him out the tank and slowly over to the subway car, where they heard Leonardo manage to shove down the back side of the cushioned seat and making it seem like an actual bed. "Great idea in getting the back part down Leo."

"I'll go get Leatherhead my blankie!" Mikey exclaimed once they set Leatherhead down, hurrying to fetch his.. 'blankie,' while the old croc laid down and curled himself into a wrinkled thin ball. "Got it!" He shouts, coming back with a small baby blanket that had alphabets embroidered on it, "Here buddy, this'll keep ya totally warm."

Leatherhead looked up, eyes squinted… staring at the small child sized blanket. Leatherhead couldn't help but to lightly crack a smile and wheezed a raspy chuckle, his tail very weakly thumping against the seat cushion when the blanket was placed on his shoulders, like a shawl, "…thank you… m-my friend." Once more he curled up, the croc taking in a deep breath, and exhaling, knowing that for now… he could rest and let his guard down.

"Alright guys, so what's the plan?" After taking everything out of the back of the turtle tank and setting up what they could with the little equipment they had, Rapheal sat down on a seat that was located in the lounge area, feet lifted up to rest on an old table, "We got our new base, we found Leatherhead, what's next on our agenda?"

"To be honest," Donnie began, frowning in dismay to their predicament, "We'll need to get some running electricity down here. I can't do a thing on my computer to pin point the Krang bases, or even hack into their networking system by using just the turtle tank's energy."

"Then that's what we'll do next," Leonardo began, "Donnie, see if you can find some sort of fuse box, there has to be something down here that can give us some more light." He turns to the rest of the group, "Mikey, you and Raph will stay here with Leatherhead; while April, Casey and I go head up top to gather some supplies, as well as other things we might need."

"Oh, oh, oh! See if you guys can grab a pizza along the way," Mikey asked with excitement, bouncing in place as he then let his arms hang, "I've been really dying for a triple decker pepperoni pizza."

"Oh yeah, like the pizza place is still gonna be opened, especially with every citizen turned into MUTANTS!" Raph grumbles, glaring at his idiotic sibling, and felt himself take a step back when he heard.

"Who knows, they might be doing a special." Mikey replied.

"You're special." Raph retorted.

"Guys, stop it, you're making too much noise." April said, walking out from the subway car to close the door, "Leo, I think I should stay here to help with Leatherhead, and Raph can go in my place."

"Thank you!"

"Ugh, fine. Casey, Raph and I will go up top to gather food supplies, while April and Mikey stay here."

Donatello walked over to Leo to hand him a list of what they would all need, including the food, medicine, and some wires, "Just be careful up there guys. The turtle tank maybe disguised, but you aren't."

"No worries Donnie," Casey said, grinning as he lightly tapped his hockey stick on his own shoulder, "We'll be back before Mikey can say, 'Boo-ya-kasha'."

"I mean it Casey, we don't know what the mutant citizens will do once they see you." Donatello reaches into his bag to pull out a map of the streets, "Here, take this with you, it will help you find the places you need to go a lot faster."

With a light nod of his head, Leonardo turned to the turtle tank with Casey and Raph, leaving the rest of the group to do what they were assigned to. "We'll be back soon, until then, keep all shell-cell calls to a minimum, alright?" As soon as the tank started pulling out and down back into the tunnels, the three were gone, leaving Donnie, April, Mikey and Leatherhead. They hoped they would be able to be okay with the group spilt into two…

[T.B.C...]