Bishop took Rasmussen to his temporary headquarters. The men Bishop brought with him who had not headed out with him had been setting up camp in the clearing where they had landed the plane. There were three tents set up and one was being put up when they arrived. Under the tents they had more computers and monitors, than anyone would believe possible, knowing that they didn't know they were coming till that morning. They even had a radar under one of the tents.
Bishop was obsessed with the idea of an alien invasion. Because of this Bishop kept all this stored so that it would be ready to go at a moment's notice. He had no attention of giving an alien invader even a small advantage.
The soldier that Bishop had put in charge of the campsite was leaning over a table checking on one of the computers when they arrived. When he saw Bishop step out of the truck he instantly stopped what he was doing and stood at attention.
"Agent Bishop, sir," he said saluting Bishop. "We did not expect you back so soon."
"I found someone I believe will be able to give us some answers, without us having to hunt though the woods," Bishop said. As soon as the words left his mouth two men stepped out of one of the trucks that had gone with Bishop, carrying Rasmussen.
"Take him inside the plane," Bishop called to the men, not even turning to look at them, as he made his way to the plane himself. The soldiers did as they were told, when they got up the ramp to the plane Bishop told them to put Rasmussen on the floor and leave.
Once the soldiers were done Baxter Stockman walked over to Bishop.
"Sir, I have no idea why you brought this man here or why you even came all the way out here, but using my unparalleled genius to hunt these woods for something…"
"I am well aware you don't want to be here," Bishop cut Stockman off and he did know. Stockman had been complaining every chance he got since that morning. It wasn't anything new for Stockman to complain, he did so on a daily basis. Every day it seemed to be about something different, must often it was about how his genius should be being used of something else. Despite this Bishop had little choose but to put up with him, because he needed Stockman. Stockman could get things accomplished that all of his other scientists combined couldn't.
"Why is he here any ways," Stockman said, just as use to Bishop cutting him off as Bishop was to his complaining.
"I believe he can tell us about the ship that crashed here."
"He certainly looks like he was in a crash," Stockman said taking note of all the bruises Rasmussen had from when the time machine crashed.
At that moment Rasmussen regained consciousness. He slowly pulled himself up with his arms into a sitting position.
"This is the second time in less than 24 hours that I have been knocked unconscious, today just isn't my day," Rasmussen thought as he took around. It didn't take long for him to notice Bishop and Stockman standing by the door to the plane.
He recognized Bishop as the man who kidnapped him, but Stockman threw him for a moment. Stockman stood a good two feet over Bishop and was a cyborg. His body mass was large and bulky. Where Commander Data didn't look like he possessed the strength that he did, Stockman looked like he could be ten times stronger than Data. To top off his appearance where Stockman's head should be there was instead a holographic image of a head.
Rasmussen was quick to recover from the shock of Stockman's appearance.
"What is the meaning of this," Rasmussen asked, "You have no right to kidnap me."
"I will do what I need to do to protect the earth from alien invasion," Bishop answered him.
Rasmussen's mouth dropped and he looked at Bishop like he had grown another head.
"What are you talking about?"
"I have reason to believe that you are not from this planet," Bishop said.
"You are crazy, I'm from New Jersey," Rasmussen said, it was the first time he hadn't lied since he got to the 21st century.
Bishop smiled. Whether or not this man was from another planet didn't matter to him, Bishop could tell he was hiding something. He could also tell that even if he was not an alien, there would be no problem getting information from him. Bishop had learned long ago how to read people and Rasmussen was very easy for Bishop to read. It was Bishop's opinion that this man would do whatever he needed to do to protect himself; he wouldn't keep information about these aliens if it put him in danger.
"I can a sure you I am not crazy," Bishop said, "I do however have ways of making you give me the information I want."
With that Bishop walked over to the wall of the plane and he pushed on few buttons on the wall. With a loud hissing sound a table came out of the wall. This was not an ordinary table, because on it was straps used to restrain someone. Rasmussen's eyes grew wide with fear when he saw the straps on the table.
"You see if you don't start telling me the truth, I will just have to see for myself if you're an alien or not."
Rasmussen could tell that not only as Bishop both crazy and serious, he could also tell when someone was lying. This was all it took for Rasmussen to tell Bishop everything.
He told Bishop how he found the time machine, how he got it to work, what he did with and how he had crashed out here. Rasmussen made sure though to leave out any information about the house he had come across where he believed the time machine was at.
He was afraid of Bishop, but he was not going to give up his only chance to get home.
Rasmussen's story matched up with what their sensors had picked up. It was not an alien invasion, but Bishop saw this as a golden opportunity of him.
"Well Mr. Rasmussen, was it, I believe that is an interesting story. However, the question is should I let you go? If you tell anyone about my little operation here, it could cause a lot of trouble for me." Bishop said staring straight into Rasmussen eyes.
Rasmussen became weak in the knees from Bishop's stare and he could not hide his fear from Bishop.
"Seeing how you have given me valuable information I'll make you a deal," Bishop said, "Since no one is likely to believe you if you tell them anything, I'll let you go."
Rasmussen let out a sign of relief.
Bishop was not finished yet. He leaned over till his face was only a few centimeters from Rasmussen's.
"However, if you do ever tell anyone about this or get in my way I will hunt you down and make you wish you hadn't. Now get out," Bishop said.
The plane could have been on fire and Rasmussen would not have ran out of there faster. He was out of that plane across the field and into the forest in record time.
Rasmussen did stop running until he was completely sure that he was as far away from Bishop's camp as he could get. He couldn't risk going back to the farmhouse while Bishop was in the area, he would have to bide his time.
Bishop watched Rasmussen run off not really caring where he went, as far as he was concerned what Rasmussen did now was not his problem. He did find out some valuable information from him.
For years Bishop had been trying to develop an ultimate army of super soldiers to protect the earth from the threat of alien invasion. He had look at all kinds of ways to genetically build these soldiers; even going as far as kidnap the turtles use their genetic information.
Maybe genetically building these soldiers wasn't the way to go. The information Rasmussen gave him about Data had given him an idea. He could use androids for his army of super soldiers. To do this he would needed to examine Data and lucky for him Rasmussen had brought Data with him.
Instead of looking for aliens, Bishop now needed to find Data.
Meanwhile at the farmhouse, completely unaware that their troubles had just gotten worst, Don and Leo there having a loud discussion in barn.
"I can't find out anything else from the time machine," Don said for what he felt like was the hundredth time.
"I knew put you already found out a lot from it and I don't see why we need to take that kind of risk," Leo said.
Don sighed; he knew he would have this argument with Leo when he came up with this idea. It didn't mean he want to debate it all day.
"Leo we have a stolen time machine here in the barn and some strange guy nosing around out here. Who I am willing to bet is after this time machine," Don said, "We needed to know everything we can."
"I agree with you there Donnie, but I don't think we'll learn that much more by turn that android on."
"Leo," Don said, starting to feel like he does when he has to explain a math problem to Mikey, "Most of what I found out was from deductions I've made. That android can tell us what really happened and if he was kidnapped it would be wrong to just leave him like that."
"What if he wasn't kidnapped and he was the one who stole that time machine?"
"Then there are seven of use and one of him, we can handle it," Don said.
"You don't know what that android can do," Leo said.
At this Don couldn't help but laugh, "Leo that sounds a lot like the argument that Mikey been making about the androids in movies."
"I know Mikey pays to much attention to movies, but we should think about the possible threat that android is. We don't know anything about him?"
"Leo I think we should turn that android on not only for answers, but also because of the fact that it appears that he might have been kidnapped," Don said. "If whoever stole this time machine took him, it would be wrong of us not to help him."
Leo sighed; he knew that he would not win this.
"Alright, but do not turn him on by yourself."
"I'll do it in the living room, that way if anything goes wrong chances are someone will be there," Don said.
Leo nodded and with that they head out of the barn and went to the farmhouse.
When they got there Don headed straight for the closet where he and Mikey had put Data early, while Leo explained to the others, who were sitting in the living room, what he and Don had decided to do.
"No way," Raph shouted, "We are already in this mess and now you want to add to it by turning that thing on."
"Raph, I see your point but we needed to know as much as we can about this situation and that android knows more about what is going on."
Don shock his head, he should have known that Raph would be against this idea.
Don took Data off of the top of the luggage and took him into the living room. When they saw Don enter the room with Data, everyone got off the couch to give Don somewhere to put him and Don sat Data down.
"This is a bad idea," Raph said. Don ignored the comment and turned to Mikey.
"Mikey I left my toolbox in the barn can you go get it," Don said.
"You got it bro," Mikey said giving him the o.k. sign and running out the door.
Don started looking Data over.
"What are you doing?" Casey asked.
"I'm looking for an on switch, if there is one than I don't have to worry about trying to open him up to see if I can get him working" Don said not even looking up.
"What?" Raph asked, "Why would you think that android has an on switch?"
At that moment though Don found the switch behind Data's left shoulder blade and flipped it on.
Instantly Data sat up.
"I guess there was an on switch," Leo said as Raph quick took his sais out of his belt.
"I believe I have been shut off," Data said looking around, "I have no idea how I got here."
Before anyone could respond Mikey walked back in.
"Hey Donnie, I got your tools," Mikey said holding up the tools like a trophy and then he saw Data and his mouth dropped.
"Wow, bro I knew you were good, but that just amazing," Mikey said excitedly. He then pointed at Data causing his confused look to grow even more. "I was not even gone a minute and you already have him working."
"There was an on switch," Don said and then turned to Data.
"Sorry, about all this we found you in the woods near here," Don said. "My name's Donatello and these are my brothers Leonardo, Raphael and Michelangelo. That our father Master Splinter and our friends April and Casey." Don pointed everyone out as he introduced them.
"I am Lt. Commander Data."
At this Mikey laughed which confused Data.
"You're an android named Data."
"That is correct," Data said still having trouble figuring out why his name was funny. "Do you find my name humorous?"
"Well yeah, it like who ever built you looked for a name that just goes with technology. Isn't data what they call information in a computer?" Mikey said.
"I'm surprised you know that," Raph said.
"I watch sci-fi," Mikey said, "So why were you name after information on a computer."
Master Splinter hit his walking staff on the floor, "Michelangelo, show some respect."
Splinter then turned to Data.
"I believe Commander that it would be helpful for you can tell us what you can about how you got here and then we can tell you what we know."
Data thought for a moment.
"I believe that would be a wise course of action," Data agreed he then told everything he believe he could tell them without risking braking the prime directive, because he did not know where he was or what time it was.
When he was done Leo told him where he was and what year it was, then he told him everything that happened from the time they found him till when they turned it him on.
"It appears that Rasmussen has survived the crash," Data said.
"Yeah, and now he's snooping around here causing trouble for us," Raph said pointing his sais at Data.
"Raphael enough," Master Splinter said.
"I am sorry, it was not my attention to bring trouble to here," Data said.
"It appears nothing that happened was your attention, so don't worry about it," Leo said, "Don had taken a look at the time machine, and maybe you can have a look at it with him and see if we can get it working again. If we can get it to work again, we can get you home."
"I believe that would be our best course of action," Data getting off of the couch. Don got up as well.
"We put it in the barn," Don said, "I'll show you were it's at."
Data nodded.
Together they made their way to the barn and Don showed Data the time machine.
"I was able to get to the ship logs and that is how I got the information I was able to," Don explained.
Don opened the time machine then him and Data stepped in. Data head straight for the pilot's seat and started looking through the computer files. Data wasn't able to find anything that Don hadn't already found. Data then looked at the ship's engines.
"I am afraid that only part of this ship that I have any experience working with is the warp drive. The rest of it has not been invented in my time." Data said.
"That's better than me," Don said, "I've never heard of warp drive, can you explain it to me."
Data hesitated, he know that he would not be able to fix the time machine on his own and would need Don's help, but telling Don about future technology would be a direct violation of the Prime Directive.
Seeing Data's hesitation Don smiled, "Data you don't have to worry about me taking information about future technology to become rich, because me and my family have to stay hidden in the sewers. If we ever were discovered you would know about it in your time and even if we were you have my word never to tell anyone about any future technology."
"As a Starfleet officer I have taken an oath to uphold the Prime Directive, which means I will never interfering in the internal development of a species. This includes giving them information about technologies that they do not already have. But you have made a good point, so I cannot find any reason not to tell you about it, if we are going to work together." Data said.
Don smiled and leaned up against the wall as Data explained the parts he knew one the ship. After that Don and Data started working on the ship, hoping to find out how it ran. After a while Leo stuck his head in through the door of the ship.
"Don we're having a family meeting in the living room can you take a break," Leo said.
"Sure Leo," Don said turning from the engine he was working on. "Data, I'll be right back."
Data nodded and continued to work as Don followed Leo. Sure enough when they got there the rest of their family was already sitting down in the living room.
Leo wasted no time.
"We shouldn't stay here with Rasmussen snooping around here," Leo said once Don had set down.
"There is no way we are going to go running because one guy shows up here," Raph said standing up from his seat.
"We've fought people a way lot tougher than this guy," Raph continued.
"But from what I heard it's not his physical strength I'm worried about," Leo said, "According to Data's story he was able to trick everyone on that starship to believe he was a time traveling historian."
"Okay, so the people on that ship were stupid, how does that affect us? We know not to trust him."
"Raph that is not my point," Leo said, "This man is clearly very resourceful and if he thinks we have the time machine or Data who knows what kind of a stunt he can pull. Staying here could be very risky."
"What you are purposing to do Leo is take that android to the lair," Raph said walking over to Leo. "We don't know anything about this android besides what he says and you want to let him into our home."
"It's going to be a while before that ship is fixed, so Data's not going to be able to get back to his time anytime soon," Don added. "I think Leo's right it would be better to head back to the lair."
"How about we let this android handle his own problems and not get involved," Raph said turning toward Don.
"You didn't know me when you let me into the lair," April said.
Raph couldn't even think of a comeback for that.
"I believe that Leonardo is right," Master Splinter said, "We shall head back home first thing in the morning. Donatello, please ask Commander Data if he would like to join us or remain here."
Don nodded and headed back out to the barn to talk with Data.
Raph crossed his arms and glared at Leo. He knew, however, that he would not be able to over hide Master Splinter. Whether he liked it or not they were going home and there was a good chance Data was coming with them.