Quite unintentionally, Jenna had started to drift off herself. She'd been fighting off weariness for so long, trying to keep her attention on Victoria. But her mother had stopped talking awhile ago, and Jenna had lapsed into her own tired silence. As her eyes closed slowly, she had a fleeting thought about Donatello, wishing, hoping, praying that he would be alright. For an instant she almost thought she could hear him calling her name. She wanted to respond, but she couldn't stop the veil from descending now that it had started. In her mind's eye she was returning to four month's ago, the last night she'd spent with Donatello before her graduation.

As Donatello was packing up his telescope, Jenna had wandered slightly away from him, circling the roof-top swimming pool. When Donnie had finished putting his things away and looked for her, he realized she'd already stripped off her jacket and sweatshirt down to a t-shirt and her shorts.

"Jenna, what are you doing?" He asked slowly.

"It's my last night with you Donnie. I don't think I'm ready to leave yet." She replied wistfully, never taking her eyes off the water.

"You're not thinking what I think you're thinking, are you?"

"Oh yes, yes I am." She answered, and dove into the water without another second's notice. She surfaced with a laugh, flinging dark hair straight back out of her face. "Whew! The water's great Donnie, join me!"

"Do you know how cold you're gonna be when you get out of there?"

"I'll survive, and you will too! It's a beautiful night, let's enjoy it! C'mon!"

"No, you c'mon. You shouldn't be doing this at all."

"Donnie, how many times have you been up here?"

"I don't know, half a dozen maybe. I'm serious, would you c'mon?"

"And you've never done this, right? That's your famous M.O., you'll look but you won't touch. You're already here Donnie, so let's live a little!"

"We really shouldn't stay here much longer Jen. Will you please come out of there?"

"What are you worried for? You said your motion sensor would tell us if anything breathed in that building. You're young Donatello, for one night it's okay to act like it!"

"You're not gonna let this go, are you?"

"Nope."

With a frustrated grunt he unfastened his belt, and whipped off his cloak. With a roll of his eyes heavenward he backed up slightly, and then leaped into the water with a flying somersault. The shock of it registered immediately, and he surfaced with a mighty gasp.

"Dang it, you coulda warned me!" He complained.

"If I'd told you, it would have taken another ten minutes to get you in! It's not so bad. You're a turtle, you're supposed to like water."

"I don't mind water, I just don't enjoy freezing my shell off." He chattered, throwing her a mock angry look. "Just when does the fun part begin?"

She threw both hands around his neck, and kissed him deeply.

"How about now?" She asked with a half smile, hands still entwined around his shoulders.

"Getting warmer." He murmured, and pulled her closer to him again.

They swam several minutes just for play, and then relaxed into floating positions, staring up at the dark night sky.

"It's fun isn't it, throwing the old rule book out the window?" Jenna teased him.

"Everything's better when I do it with you." He said softly, and sighed. "I'm gonna miss you, but I'm glad you're doing this. You parents deserve to spend some more time with you."

"I'm going to miss you too. But you know I'll be back, and we'll have more time together than ever. April's already offered to put me up when I come back to New York."

"Are you sure you're ready to leave Australia for good? It's been home your whole life."

"Up until the last few years. It's not the country that I'll miss Donnie, that's just geography."

"You've talked through all of this with your parents?"

"I think they expected it Donnie. Besides, their diplomatic reign in Australia isn't permanent, they miss the states. It's their home after all. I think they're about ready to leave the foreign community behind."

"How are you doing with the court hearing coming back up?"

"That stupid thing? I'm not going, I don't give a hoot about it. I left that junk behind me years ago. I wouldn't wish being kidnapped on anybody, but it did lead you to me, so all's well that ends well. Now they wanna start it up all over again...I say no thank you."

"It's funny how things work out, isn't it? If I had tried to picture where my life would take me, what might happen, I wouldn't have dreamed you up in a million years."

"It certainly makes it hard to believe that our lives are a series of accidents. Y'know before all this, that was sort of all I believed. Some people got the long stick, some got the short. I figured I was just one of the rejects." Jenna said slowly.

"And now?"

"Now I can't imagine wanting my life to turn out any other way, except for wishing that it didn't have to be so...so compartmentalized. But I love you Donnie, infinitely, truly. There's nowhere I'd rather be than right here."

Her dream like state was interrupted by a much louder voice than before, calling across the room.

"JENNA! Do you hear me? We're coming!"

She instantly opened dazed eyes, sitting up part way on her elbows.

"Donnie?" She called back as loudly as she could muster.

"Jenna!" A very relieved sounding shout returned. "Hang on, we're coming! We're almost in!"

She was much more awake now, and could have smacked herself for falling asleep. She turned on her side, firmly shaking Victoria.

"Mom! Wake up, please, wake up!"

After a few terrifying seconds, the woman did open her eyes, struggling to focus on Jenna.

"What is it baby?"

"They're here, they're gonna get us out!"

"They?"

"Donnie, him and his brothers. I should have known they wouldn't let him come alone! Stay awake for me Mom, just awhile longer!"