A/N:

I'm back! And yes, I had a lovely vacation. I got to stay in a houseboat on a lake in Tennessee. And I recommend only having about 4 or 5 people on one houseboat, not 9, oh geeze... that was... interesting. I had to share a room that was big enough to only fit a full sized bed with my brother's girlfriend. And this creepy guy tried to hit on me and my sister. Bleh! That was gross. Gatlinburg sure is an interesting place at night. And I got an earache in my left ear and it freaking sucks. But on the bright side, I got tan!

Also, shoutout to tmntlover2013 for reviewing my story! You're my new favorite person in the whole world! *hugs and kisses*

Anyways on with the story! Y'all have waited long enough for an update.

Blood pumped vigorously through Leonardo's veins as he, Raphael, and Michelangelo flew across the rooftops of New York. To his left, Leo heard Mikey let out a 'woop' as he performed a graceful flip over a gap between two buildings. Leo kept his focused gaze forward, listening to the thundering of his heart echo in his ears. However, he would be brought out of his focused state many times. and not because of Mikey's hollering.

There was something... off... about that Willow girl he and his brother's encountered tonight. The atmosphere around her was unsettling, her aura screamed at him, saying something wasn't right. He had felt a tingling sensation starting at the base of his neck and traveled into his arms when he stood next to her. And it was not the pleasant kind of tingling; almost like electricity.

The three brothers silently landed in an alleyway and made their way to a manhole cover. Raph looked around for anyone who might notice them but saw that the coast was clear and lifted the cover and leaped through, followed by Mikey, then Leo, who replaced the cover in its spot.

"So, was that chick back there cute or what!" Mikey's voice echoed boisterously through the sewer tunnels. Raph sighed heavily and smacked the back of Mikey's head when he walked by.

Leo just ignored their banter as they headed towards the lair. "I don't know. Something didn't feel right about her. I don't trust her." He said.

"Course ya don't, Fearless." Raph said with a huff and rolled his eyes.

They came up to the hidden entrance of the lair and Leo pulled on one of the sewer pipes and the wall slid open to reveal the turtle's home. The door slid shut behind them as the stepped in and Mikey bounded to the couch and flipped over the back and landed right on the cushions, immediately picking up the remote and turning on the TV. Raph, not as graceful as Mikey, plopped himself on the cushion next to Mikey and crossed his arms over his plastron.

Leo narrowed his eyes slightly. "Didn't you guys feel all tingly when you were around her?"

Raph smirked and leaned closer to Mikey, "I think Leo has the hots for the chick." He whispered slightly, but was still loud enough for Leo to hear.

Leo's cheeks blushed lightly, "Not that kind of tingly!" His voice cracked. He cleared his throat and recomposed himself, wearing a more serious face. "Anyway, I just think that she could be a threat."

"Psh! A threat!" Mikey turned himself around from the couch to face Leo. "Bro, did you see the way she was cowering on the ground? Plus, the way she looked when you were all up in her bubble giving her your "Almighty Leader Speech", I'd say she looked like she was going to piss her pants."

Leo rolled his eyes at Mikey's choice of words but then remembered something, "But did you guys see the way she defended herself against those Purple Dragons? She was trained to fight."

"Big deal." Raph scoffed from his seat. "So the girl has some moves, and didn't she say that her dad was in the Marines or something? He probably taught her a few fighting techniques."

Leo crossed his arms over his plastron, "Well I still don't trust her, and I think we need to investigate into it more."

Mikey's eyes went wide, "You mean we get to hang out with her!" He gasped.

"After I get Sensei's opinion. And she's already seen us, I just want to find more information about her to see if she's any threat to us."

"Relax, Fearless." Raph sighed. "I'm sure she's not some freaky ninja assassin sent to kill us."

Leo gave him a somewhat solemn look, "You don't understand. Something didn't feel right about her." He sighed heavily and rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm going to talk to Sensei."

Leo made his way to his father's room and entered silently on trained feet. He knelt before the meditating figure. "What troubles you, Leonardo." Master Splinter spoke without even opening an eye.

"How-" Leonardo started but Master Splinter stopped him with a raise of his hand and opened his eyes.

"I think I had raised you long enough to know when my son is bothered." Master Splinter looked at him expectantly.

Leo sighed heavily and began nervously, "Sensei, we uh... run-in with a uh... a human." He gave a sheepish look before quickly clearing his throat, "She was being attacked by Purple Dragons, and from the looks of it, it must've something pretty serious for those thugs to beat up a helpless girl." Master Splinter's ears perked slightly at this new information.

"But that's only part of it." Leo looked off to the side as he began again. "When I was near her, I felt this... negative, I guess that's a way to put it, energy. It almost felt like electricity. I never felt anything like it and I'm ." He looked up at Master Splinter. "Sensei, I don't think she's human."

Master Splinter closed his eyes and hummed thoughtfully in response as he absorbed all this information given to him. "And what course of action do you think you should take, my son?" He asked, curious of what his opinion might be.

"Well," Leo began almost timidly, "I thought that we should find out more information about her, kinda get to know her, I guess."

Master Splinter sat silent for a moment, contemplating Leo's plan. He opened his eyes again, "If you deem it necessary, for the safety of our family, then I give you my permission to go through with your plan. However, you must proceed with precaution, we do not fully know what we are dealing with."

Leo bowed his head respectfully to his sensei. "I will, Master Splinter. Thank you."

With a nod Master Splinter said, "You are dismissed, Leonardo. I must get back to meditating."

Leo rose from his spot before Master Splinter and bowed from the waist before exiting. Before he even entered the main living area, irritating squalls from Mikey could be clearly heard.

"Hey, Lover Boy's back!"

"Seriously Mikey? Cut it out." An irritated sigh from Donnie was heard.

"Oh c'mon, Don, you totally dig her!"

Leo stepped fully into the main living area to witness the feud. Once he walked in, he saw Mikey perched on the couch backwards on his knees talking to a rather red looking Donatello, who was trying to make it to his lab unnoticed but fell victim to Michelangelo's constant teasing.

Donnie pinched where the bridge of his nose would be, "No, I don't Mikey. I'm sure she's a sweet girl but it's not like that. I just walked her home to make sure she was safe "

Mikey gasped and pointed at Donnie and started to jump enthusiastically, "Dude! You're totally blushing, you so think she's hot!"

If it was even possible, Donnie's cheeks reddened even more, "Mikey!" He let out an exasperated sigh, "Whatever, I'm going to my lab."

Leo stepped in to stop him, "Wait just a second, Don. Since everyone's here, I'd like to discuss to you all about what Master Splinter and I decided to do about Willow."

From the couch, Raph rolled his eyes and grumbled something incoherent.

"What was that, Raphael?" Leo crossed his arms over his plastron and gave Raph a pointed look.

"Nuttin', Fearless." Raph huffed. "Just that you're making such a big deal outta this when it could be just nuttin'."

Leo gave him one last irritated look, "Anyways, as I was saying, Master Splinter and I came to the decision that we should find more information about Willow, but we need to be cautious about it. Which means we aren't going to rush into it and bombard her with questions, Mikey." He looked right at Mikey.

"Hey, no worries, bro. I'll be cool, I'm always cool." Mikey grinned, pointing both of his thumbs at himself.

Raph snorted, "Since when?"

Mikey glared at Raph and muttered, "Cooler than you..."

Leo groaned to himself and put a hand to his forehead and sighed, then snapped his fingers in his brother's faces to get their attention, "Focus. We'll meet with her again tomorrow night. Agreed?" Each of them nodded. "Good. Now, I suggest that we all should go to bed. We've had a long day." And with that, he headed upstairs to his room.

Once secluded in his room, Leo began to take off his gear and laid it neatly on his desk that was placed in a corner of his room. He pulled the covers of his neatly made bed back and laid down. He tried to let sleep overtake him, but he couldn't will his eyes to close. He just laid there staring up at the ceiling, thinking about his encounter with Willow. He was certain that there was something not normal about her. Just because his brothers didn't think so, didn't mean he was wrong.

Leo sighed and turned over to lay on his side. 'This is going to be a long night.' He thought to himself.

The next morning, Willow was rudely awakened by the feeling of something went on her face. She scrunched up her face and wiped it with the back of her hand. She squinted her eyes open to see Sam standing on his hind legs, perched on the edge of Willow's bed with his ears perked forward and tail wagging furiously. Sam, excited to see his master awake, licked her face again. Willow groaned and rubbed her face in her blanket.

"Ugh! Your breath smells like freaking roadkill!" Sam only wagged his tail harder and pant in response.

Willow threw her covers off and sat up and sighed, rubbing her face. She reminisced back to last night and her encounter with the turtles. She shuddered at the thought of Leonardo. The way he presented himself and looked at her with scrutinizing gaze, as if he was silently judging her, screamed "I'm the leader and you are beneath me." Willow couldn't help but squirm under his be honest, she was kinda terrified of him, and Willow being as timid as she is doesn't help anything with the situation. And to say that she almost wet herself would've been an understatement. Also probably she was almost beaten to death by a couple of thugs, but to say the least, she was pretty shaken up.

Then she thought of Donatello. Strangely, he made her feel safe and he seemed so nice. She thought of how he held her during her panic attack and easily pulled her out of it with that kind voice his, and those big, doe eyes...

'Woah, woah! Hold up!' Willow mentally slapped herself. 'Seriously, you just met him. And he's a mutant at that.' She rubbed her temples and groaned. 'What am I doing..'

Willow got up from her bed and walked downstairs to the kitchen with Sam hot on her heels. Seated at the kitchen table, conversing with her father was a well built man at least in his early fifties. His salt and pepper hair was styled in a neat military buzz cut, and his skin tanned from overexposure to the sun. His attention was brought to Willow as she stood in the doorway.

"Hey there, darling." His aged, deep voice, laced with a thick European accent. The man flashed Willow a slightly yellowed smile.

Willow returned the smile, "Hey, Uncle Alin."

Alin wasn't really her uncle, but he's been part of her life for as long as she can remember. He and her father, Jacob, were close friends while in the Marines when Alin saved Jacob's ass countless times out in the field. Alin would stop by often to visit their family and check in with Willow.

Willow walked over to the kitchen counter, where her mother was cooking, and snatched a few pieces of bacon. "So, what brings you here, Alin." She asked.

Alin sighed and leaned back in his seat and ran a hand over his shaved hair. "Well, I'm going to be deployed to Afghanistan in a couple weeks, so I'd thought I'd visit you all before I leave."

Jacob's eyes widened a bit. "Really, now."

"Yeah, well, I have been promoted to Sergeant Major not too long ago." Alin beamed proudly.

Jacob let out a low whistle. Lauren, Willow's mother, who had been listening from her spot at the stove, gave Alin a pointed look, "You had better be careful out there."

Alin just chuckled and gave her a mock salute, "Yes ma'am."

"I mean it." She warned.

"Don't worry, Lauren. I'll be fine." Alin shifted a little uncomfortably in his seat, "Did you all hear about the murder last night?" Willow raised her brows.

Lauren gasped, "What murder?"

Alin sighed and rested his hands on the table, "Something about a gang trade gone wrong off of 28th Street. Police say it was Purple Dragons."

Willow's breath caught in her throat as she froze at the mention of the Purple Dragons and she flashed back to last night. She remembered a group of thugs huddled around that man in the alley, with a gun pointed at his head, and the purple dragon tattoos she spotted on them.

"Willow, sweetie, are you okay?" Willow blinked as her mother pulled her from her thoughts. It wasn't until then that she realized her death grip around a poor strip of bacon. She loosened her grip and ate strangled meat, "Yeah, mom, I'm fine."

"Are you sure?" Lauren pressed.

"Yes, mom." She cleared her throat. "I have to go to the bathroom." She made up a lame excuse to leave.

'I have to go to the bathroom? Really, Willow? Genius...' She thought, mentally slapping herself repeatedly. She ran up the stairs and locked herself in her room. She brought a hand to her forehead and took a shaky breath.

'Oh God... that guy was actually killed.'

She paced back and forth a couple of times in front of her bed before sitting on it, running her fingers through her hair. She let out an exaggerated groan and dramatically threw herself on her back.

First, a couple of gang members tried to kill her for witnessing their attempted murder, that apparently happened. Then, she meets a group of mutant, fighting turtles.

She turned over to lay on her stomach groaned into her pillow, "What is happening with my life."

A/N:

Oh goodness... this chapter took me forever to write. Mainly because I get distracted so easily and started listening to NSYNC and Backstreet Boys while I was writing. Don't judge. They're fabulous. Plus it was my birthday yesterday, the big 18! I'm officially an adult! I'm actually crying inside... I don't wanna be an adult and to adult things!

Sorry if this chapter was super boring but it's essential to my plot. But next chapter will be better because Willow gets to hang with the guys!

Anyways, please review! It makes me smile and keeps me motivated!

Peace out!