"Hey boss," Zeck called as he entered the Shredders office with Steranko. "We got a call from some punks saying they know where Donatello is hiding."

"Do they have proof?" Shredder demanded. There had been a few people who had called in about seeing Karai or Donatello or someone matching their description. But every single time it was an image of someone vaguely resembling Karai and/or Donatello, but most of the time there was something off. They were too happy, they were too healthy looking, also he had never disclosed that Karai was pregnant which was a dead give away that they were fakes or photoshopped. Obvious ploys to get the reward.

"Dah...they have the proof." Steranko said showing a group of photos on a tablet computer he held. Taking the tablet the synyster dark-haired man glanced through them. A slow, malicious, smile crossed his face as he recognized the person in the photos. Sure enough, it was Donatello.

"Let them know I want to see them," Shredder responded after a moment. "Then get the van prepared...I have a whore that I need to collect."


Donnie shuddered as he ducked under the shower. Despite having two temperature valves, it felt like the only temperatures the showers came in was cold and colder. And for a shower it wasn't so much a spray as much as it was low pressure trickle Briefly leaning away from the shower he punched a wall mounted soap dispenser. Instead of the generic candy pink liquid soap that was the standard use of public restrooms, a dusting of powdered soap sifted out. Which he lathered through his long hair though it felt like he was rubbing sand into his scalp. And what was worse the headache that he had been experiencing off and on throughout the past several months was beating in his skull as through it was there to stay.

As Donnie showered, Casey ducked into the boys locker closely followed by Leonardo. The intent of them was to put as GPS tracking bead into the Donnie's book bag and follow him to where he was living. Neither of the two boys liked doing this, but with Donnie avoiding them however possible this was the only way they could get him to a place where they could talk. The two dark haired boys paused when they heard the showers turn off and the sound of Donnie's bare feet padding to the toilets to get some paper towels.

"Now's our chance." Casey said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out the small round tracker. They were consciously approaching the brown haired boys book bag. Just feet away they could hear a scrape as the lever was brought down to bring down a length of paper. There was a pause as the other boy painful and wet sounding coughing fit followed by something being spit into the trash. Donnie groaned in discomfort before he began to pull the lever of the towel dispenser once again.

"Wait…" Leo whispered."I don't like the sound of that cough."

"We can deal with it when we follow him home." Casey stated.

"But...were alone," Leo pointed out "perhaps he might be more open to talking to us here." At that moment there was the sound of panicked breathing as though Donnie was beginning to hyperventilate. Standing up Leo rushed in the direction of the toilets. Casey also stood pocketing the tracking bead now that their plan was no longer viable.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa" Leo said in panic before there was as plasticy thud as waste paper hit the floor. "Donnie…" Casey didn't stop to think as he raced to help his friend. Skidding to a stop Donnie was laying on the floor, Leo was kneeling with the brown haired boys head cradled across his lap. Two fingers were pressed to Donnie's throat as he turned worried eyes in Casey's direction.

"What happened?" Casey asked.

"He...he just fainted," Leo answered. "I think something seriously wrong, he's shivering, but he's boiling hot."

"I'll go grab his clothes." Casey shouted as he rushed back to the bench where Donnie's shirt and pants had been draped. Returning Leo at helped the other boy get Donatello dressed again. Donnie stirred slightly, but didn't awaken. Instead he groaned in discomfort before he violently coughed. Each breath coming in painful sounding labored gasps. Casey at once pulled his cell phone from his pocket.

"Hey Raph," He said urgently into the phone. "There's been a change in plans, can you meet us by the gym entrance?"

"How long can you keep him at your place?" Leo asked as the two hoisted the sick boy so that stood supported between them.

"I think a week at most," Casey answered. "Then my landlord will be demanding extra for any new tenants."

"That long?" Leo said in disappointment knowing that it wasn't long enough."It would have to do until we can find a more permanent solution. Or at least until his fever breaks."


"This is the place." Fong said as he gestured to covered entrance to the abandoned subway portal.

"Easy as eating the cake." Steranko grunted as he stalked forward and ripped the loose plywood board away exposing a sizable hole. Fong and his cronies immediately stepped into the chamber and made their way down the tunnel. At the fork that turned to off to where a group of derelict and abandoned train cars rested the group stopped.

"Search them!" The Shredder commanded. Obediently the group searched each of the cars looking for signs of inhabitants.

"Master Shredder," Bradford yelled out. "He's been keeping a whores nest in this one."

"But there isn't a sign of him." Xever added. "Except for the one Bradford found, the others are untouched and hasn't been for ages. I'd say he left this place at least seven hours ago."

"He's been attending the community high school down the street from here." Sid responded. "But he still woulda been back by now."

"I've seen all I needed." Shredder snarled. "Thank you for your services."

"But," Tsoi asked. "What about the reward? We showed yous where the little slut was hiding, doesn't that entitle us to something?"

"Oh yes," Shredder answered "You do deserve something. Steranko, please give these gentlemen their reward." Three gunshots echoed through the abandoned tunnel, but their sound was silenced by the chorus of overhead traffic.