Ch Four.

While Mikey showered and brushed his teeth, Donnie laid in bed reading the book of ghost stories, chuckling to himself every now and then. When Mikey came out, he found Donnie rolling his eyes at one of the stories.

"What up D?"

"Oh, I just can't believe some of the stories in here." He told him. "How anyone can believe in ghost is beyond me."

"Well that story Mr. O'Neil told certainly had me on edge." Mikey told him.

"Ah, that was just a story." He chastised him. "And I'm certain he put something inside the clock to make the smell." He yawned and stretched then placed the book on their nightstand. "But that's a mystery for another time. Let's get some sleep." He rolled himself over so his shell was to Mikey.

"Okay, goodnight." Mikey yawned. He laid himself down on his shell and stared up at the ceiling still thinking about the story and still feeling slightly weirded out by the whole place. Eventually his eyes grew heavy and he finally drifted off to sleep.

How long he had been asleep, he did not know. But at some point during the night, Mikey awoke to a strange noise. A noise that sounded like that of a small child crying. He blinked his eyes open and sat up looking around in wonder.

"That's weird." He thought to himself. "I don't recall seeing any small children around." He reached over to Donnie and shook him gently.

"Uh, wha...what's the matter?" Donnie asked sleepily.

At that point, the crying stopped. "Uh.. I heard a child crying and couldn't think of who it might be." Mikey told him.

Donnie rolled over and looked at him angrily. "You woke me up because you heard a child crying?"

Mikey looked at him sheepishly. "Well, I couldn't think of any small children in the hotel and got concerned."

Donnie pulled the covers up over his shoulder with an annoyed huff. "Well I don't hear anything now so go back to sleep." He demanded. "How did I get stuck with you as a bunk mate anyway." He grumbled to himself.

Mikey laid back down and once again began to fall asleep. He was just on the edge of sleep when the crying started up again. He sat up, his eyes darting around. This time he decided NOT to bother Donnie. But as the crying continued, it became apparent that was unnecessary as Donnie began to groan in his sleep.

"Oh Mikey quit whining." He demanded.

"It's not me dude." Mike whispered still looking around the room.

Donnie sat up and also looked around. The crying did sound like that of a small child to him as well and he was certain there were no small children at the hotel. As the two turtles continued to look around the room, it dawned on them that the crying seemed to be coming from in their room.

Donnie looked at Mikey. "Sorry Mike." He told him as the crying suddenly stopped. "I thought you may have been having a dream or something, but I guess not."

Mikey was just about to say something when both boys saw their closet door begin to open. Their jaws slowly slacked open and their eyes widen in shock. "There is a logical explanation for this." Donnie muttered.

"Well whatever it is I'm not waiting to hear it!" Mikey yelled. He scrambled out of his bed and ran through the connecting bathroom to their brother's room. Donnie ended up being right behind him.

"AHHHHHHHHH." The two yelled as they ran into their brother's room and dived into their brother's bed.

"What the?!" Raph sat up and looked down at the quivering lump borrowing under his covers.

"Donnie?" Leo also sat up and moved away from a cowering Donnie shaking under his covers.

"MIKEY!" Raph yelled trying to pull him off his arm. "What the hell's going on?!"

"The..the crying...and the door opened...and the..the crying again!"

"Okay Mikey that's enough." Leo said. He pulled Donnie away from him and made him sit up. "Donnie, care to explain."

Donnie told them what had happened and how it freaked them out. As he was talking, Splinter walked into the room. "My sons, what is all this noise about?"

Leo was getting up and walking over to their bathroom. "Donnie and Mikey got scared Sensei." Leo explained. He went into his brother's room and looked around. The closet door was open but there was no other sign of anything or anyone, so he went back to his room.

Donnie and Mikey were explaining to Splinter what had taken place while Raph sat with his arms crossed and grumbling about the lack of sleep he gets. Splinter stroked his long beard as he listened. They all looked up at Leo walking back into his room.

"Well, if there was anything there it's gone now." He told them. "Why don't you guys go back to bed."

"In there?" Mikey asked still quivering under Raph's covers.

"YES!" Raph yelled back at him. "I want to sleep so leave."

Mikey whimpered as he slowly crawled out of the bed. "Can't we bunk in here with you bros?" He asked timidly.

"Maybe we should let them stay here Raph." Leo suggested.

"No way!" Raph retorted back. "Our room, my bed, I share with no one!" He glared at Mikey who looked at him hopefully.

"Well, how bout we take their room?" Leo offered. Donnie and Mikey looked up at their older brothers with both fear and admiration.

"NO!"

"Come on Raph." Leo coaxed. "Just for tonight, we'll prove to them that nothing is going on."

"Do it for just this one night Raphael." Splinter told him with a gleam in his eyes. "I am curious to see if anything further happens tonight." He watched Raph reluctantly get out of his bed all the while grumbling to himself. "Besides, all this noise needs to stop, I need to sleep so I may be well rested for tomorrow. I have a shuffleboard challenge with Oroku Saki after breakfast." Splinter told them leaving the room.

Donnie watched everyone leave before snuggling into Leo's now abandon bed and rolling over onto his side looking at Mikey.

Mikey made himself comfortable in Raph's bed as best he could but he still couldn't sleep. Donnie looked up at him. "It's okay Mikey." He soothed. "It was probably just an animal or something like that." He yawned and rolled onto his shell. "We'll figure it out in the morning."

Mikey nodded and snuggled into the pillow. He was just about to close his eyes when he heard the crying again. "Donnie?" He whispered, his voice shaking.

"I don't hear it." Donnie told him, his voice quivering as he burrowed under the covers. "I don't hear a thing."

Mikey put the covers over his head. "Right, me either."