Ok you'll understand the chapter title once you read the chapter.

I do not own TMNT.

~Chapter 4~

Remembering-Wait a Minute!

Mikey stepped away from the door to Donny's lab and carefully avoided walking by his sensei's door. He had never known his father to cry, talk in a sad voice, yes, let one tear escape his eye, yes, but to actually cry and grieve, it seemed to break Mike's heart a little more. He had of course relived Don's dream for the turtle had mumbled most of it in his sleep.

Mikey headed to the kitchen, he wasn't hungry but it was just what he always did. He wanted some normality in his suddenly dark world. As Mikey poured a glass of something to drink he sat down at the table. He took a sip of the drink but still didn't care to figure out what it was. Even his taste buds seemed to be numb. It could be water or bleach he didn't think it mattered.

"Leo, Raph," Mikey mumbled and prayed that somehow they could hear him

Donny slowly lifted his head from his desk and stared at the stack of books he had fallen asleep on. He rubbed his eyes and then picked up the stack of books that had been his pillow, all were Leo's. He quickly made his way out of his lab and glanced towards the kitchen to see Mikey was awake. The orange banded turtle was staring at the table, probably recounting a memory about their older brothers.

Don sighed and made his way to his and Leo's room. Yes, apparently they had been the only two that could stand one another. After giving Master Splinter the bedroom on the first floor there were three rooms they could use for bedrooms on the top floor. Mikey immediately choose the furthest one on the right, it being closest to what later became their kitchen.

Raph choose the furthest on the left so he would be as far away from Mikey as possible. Mikey was happy with that because he said Raph snored like a chainsaw and it was impossible for anyone to get to sleep with him in the same room. Of course that ended in a fight that Leo and Master Splinter broke up. At first they questioned how it would all work out.

Raph said that Mikey and Donny should share a room since they were the youngest, leaving Leo and Raph to have their own rooms. Don was instantly frightened and Mikey immediately began protesting.

"No!" they shouted in unison.

"You want me to stay with the one turtle that could turn me into a robot in my sleep!?" Mikey yelled.

Raph laughed, "That would be funny. Could you actually do that Don?"

"Well of course I could," Donny said and Mikey immediately jumped behind Leo for protection while calling out, "Save me Leo!"

Leo laughed and shook his head, "Little brothers…"

"I am not sharing a room with either you or Mikey," Don said to Raph, "If I do, I'm going to wake up and find everything I've worked on completely torn apart!"

Leo spoke up, "Well, ok Don. Mikey you can have your room to yourself."

"YES!" Mikey cheered.

"Raph, you of course have yours," Leo said.

Raph scoffed.

"Donny, would you prefer your own room?"

"Well, wait. If we get the rooms where are you going to sleep?"

"There's a spot here for a living room, I'll sleep on a couch when we get one, and I'm sure there will be a dojo for our training."

Mikey slapped Leo on the back of his head.

"Ow, what was that for?" Leo asked.

"For being an idiot," Mikey replied, "Now come on, you can share with me."

Mike started pulling Leo towards his new room.

"Bad idea! Bad idea!" Donny shouted and grabbed Leo's arm, "Leo how can you be sure of your well mental being if you're living with him!?"

"Um I-" Leo started but then was cut off.

"Let go Donny you had your chance, Leo's staying with me!"

"It's illogical, you mumble and talk in your sleep constantly. Leo's not going to be able to sleep."

"At least I don't snore like Raph does."

"HEY!" Raph shouted and got into the argument.

When all was said and done three turtles were unconscious in a pile on their future living room floor. The forth was lying on a bunch of criss-crossed wires that hung across the top floor.

Donny faded from the memory and entered the room. He glanced around and found the blanket on Leo's bed wrinkled beyond reasoning. The room consisted mostly of Don's stuff. Random inventions, pieces of different machinery, computer chips, nuts and bolts all littered the area. Donny glanced above Leo's bed to his bed and sighed, remembering the nights they spent up for extra hours. Either Leo doing extra training, or meditating and Don inventing, or reading or they both just talked. Sometimes they both found themselves reading the same of not similar books and they could talk for hours about what happened.

Don put the books away on the small bookshelf Leo had and turned to walk out the door when what he had glanced at before caught up with his mind. He staggered as his foot hit something on the floor. The only light was from a small lamp Mikey had left on but it was enough to see around the room. Don looked down to see he had tripped over Raph's punching bag he had asked Donny to sew up. Don of course had said yes but never found the time to start fixing it much less finish fixing it.

As he rolled it towards the wall he found that the long tear that had been there was sewed up.

"Leo," he mumbled.

Yeah, Leo did those kind of things when you weren't looking.

Then Donny turned back to the bookcase. There was something that was bothering him though. Something about the books, well not really the books but the number of books. He read over each spine carefully, there were a lot of books that long ago belonged to their sensei then of course there were old Japanese and Chinese folktales. There were a few American classics as well as well as books on Mysticism and Taoism. Then his eyes locked onto something.

Two books:

What I Have

Ever the Dawn

Well, yes they didn't appear to be unusual but after opening them up Don found they were the first and third part of a series. So where was the second book? Leo only ever read a series of books when he could get all of them. Donny quickly looked around the room but found no trace of the second book. He finished cleaning his lab but found no other books than his own that he kept there.

Sure, logically, it could be estimated that it had been lost but that just didn't seem like Leo. Two hours later Don found the book in the dojo, the title causing old demons to rise in his mind.

Not Enough Time

Don opened the book and watched as a piece of paper fell to the floor. It took a long two minutes but he scooped up the paper and quickly scanned over it. With the realization and shock he dropped the book and ran for the kitchen.

"MIKEY! MIKEY!"

Oh, I wonder what's happening now? I wait I alrady know. Oh and I made up he book titles. Lame I know but I'm feeling pretty lame. Being sick is not good.

~Moonsetta