The sun rose the next morning and peeked through the blinds of Leo's room. It travelled across the floor and washed over Leo's sleeping form. The comforter of the bed had been pulled back and neatly folded at the end of the bed so that the silk covers were all that covered Leo's muscular form. He was already half awake, and he had been since three. Deciding it was about time to rise and train for the journey ahead, Leo sat up in bed and the silky covers slid off into a pile on the bed. He slid on a pair of workout shorts and opted against putting on a shirt, knowing that he would most likely get very sweaty if he planned to go for a 'run' after he trained. The sunlight caught on his tan skin and warmed him slightly. His hair was mussed slightly from sleep, but he decided not to style it. His chiseled, clefted chin was covered with a light brush of midnight stubble. He rubbed it absentmindedly and then quietly slipped out of his room and entered the main room. He turned to look across the hall at the rooms that housed his brothers and his feet silently glided across the floor as he made his way to check on them.

In a stroke of paternal concern, Leo started with his youngest brother, Mikey. The door opened smoothly, and Leo leaned against the doorway to observe the mess that Mikey had managed to make in a matter of hours. Clothes were strewn over the floor and the furniture and Mikey himself was buried underneath the covers in such a way that his bed looked like a mass of covers and the fluffy comforter was pulled up as far as it could go. The only piece of Mikey that Leo could see were his feet, sticking out and shifting occasionally. Michelangelo had always been an active sleeper, and yet he couldn't fall asleep unless his feet were sticking out from the rest of the covers. He was, overall, the hardest sleeper out of the four of them. Sighing and shaking his head with a smile, Leo left the room, the door clicking shut behind him. In the semi-darkness, baby blue eyes slid open and a blond head lifted. Mikey peeked over the covers and waited with barely contained excitement as Leo moved to the next room.

Leo sighed when he saw the blue light of a computer screen shining in Donny's room. His genius brother had once again fallen asleep at the screen. Leo opened the door and stepped inside. The small desk in the corner held Donny's laptop, its screen frozen in his screen saver. It was a picture of the four brothers standing in front of their newly purchased building. Raph had a laughing Mikey in a headlock while he and Leo draped an arm across Donny's shoulders. Their smiles were genuine and their happiness seemed to shine like the sun in the background. Leo smiled a gentle smile and looked around the room. His brother was not slumped over the desk like Leo expected and Leo followed a literal paper trail to the sleeping form that was propped up on top of the covers with diagrams and other things surrounding him. Whenever Donatello actually did put himself to bed, he was always on top of the covers, opting for a blanket instead of the sheets. Leo smiled and left the room happily. He was proud that his genius had actually made it to the bed by himself for the first time in a long time. As the door shut behind Leo, hazel eyes snapped open and Donny's curly head rose from the pillows. His curiosity nearly got the best of him but he forced himself to wait as planned.

Finally, Leo stood in front of the last door in the row of three. Behind this door he heard muffled snoring. Raph was definitely still asleep. Only one person out of his family could snore like that. Leo quietly opened the door. His brother was sprawled all over the bed, the covers pulled from where they had been tucked into the end of the bed. His head was resting on the down pillow. A small dark spot was next to where the hothead's open mouth rested. Leo chuckled silently at the sight and shook his head. His stubborn brother would never admit that he actually drooled, but Leo had this memory. Raph snorted loudly and rolled over in the bed, his bright red locks pressing against the pillow. They were styled in a mohawk fashion, but stuck out haphazardly. Turning, Leo left the room quickly and quietly before Raph woke up. After he had gone, chocolate orbs flashed and Raph was out of bed in seconds.

Leo walked leisurely into the main room and headed towards the glass doors covered by thin curtains that led to the large balcony. He flung the doors open and closed his eyes, letting the morning breeze wash over his form. He opened his eyes and pulled at the soft leather straps that crossed over his body, holding his collapsible blades. With them adjusted comfortably, Leo walked to the edge of the balcony and looked over the ancient rooftops of the city as it awoke with early morning chatter and the overall sounds of life. He watched the sun rise completely over the hills in the distance before he slowly stepped into the first move of his warm up katas. His body moved smoothly from position to position, his body speeding up as he moved into more complicated and deadly moves. Soon kicks and punches were thrown in. He flipped over the fountain in the center of the courtyard and pulled out his swords, flipping them open. His eyes darkened slightly as he switched into stealth mode and whirled his blades through the air, slashing through invisible enemies with vigor and ferocity.

His brothers watched attentively from the doorway with pensive looks on their faces. This was a side of their brother that they had never seen before. His controlled violence was both frightening and mesmerizing. His movements slowed down and came to a stop. Leo sheathed his swords and bowed to the now silent air. Charley came out of nowhere and looked back and forth between the three brothers and her partner.

"So… Who wants breakfast?" she said suddenly, and everyone jumped. She giggled happily and smiled at the aghast brothers. "Well?" she looked at them pointedly. "I'm ordering room service then." She walked away and giggled the whole way to the phone. Leo sheepishly walked up to his brothers and looked at them shyly.

"Morning guys." He said. There was a bout of silence before Mikey jumped up exuberantly and attached himself to Leo excitedly.

"Wow! Leo that was sooo cool! When you flipped over the statue! And your swords! And the- DUDE! You are the coolest big brother spy ever!" As he led a chuckling Leo away, Mikey babbled happily and hugged his arm. Leo was blushing a deep red.

Donny turned to Raph and raised his eyebrows. Raph shrugged and smirked. "That's Mikey for ya."

Donny laughed and then he turned serious. Maybe this was another piece of Leo that they had been blind to over the years. The grace and dexterity with which he had moved was amazing in itself, and the calm on his face was amazing.

He followed his brothers into the kitchen and sat on a barstool.

"Hey guys. How about a day of seeing the sights?" Charley offered, sipping a cup of coffee from a porcelain white mug

"That's a great idea!" Leo clapped his hands together and grinned, "Everybody get ready because we've got a full day ahead us." With that he walked hurriedly from the room and dashed to his room.

He waited a bit before hopping in the shower. He had just gotten out and was looking around for his towel, dripping wet when he saw a note taped to the mirror in Mikey's messy scrawl. Took Your Towel! :p

"Mikey…" Leo growled and dried himself off the best her could with a small hand towel, and held it over his ample crotch, blushing when it didn't cover him all the way. He peeked out the door, and seeing that nobody was there, he stealthily ran to his room, ditching the towel at the end, and launching over the couch. He had just reached his door when a voice rang out in the silence, freezing him.

"Leo?" It was Charlotte and his brothers, staring in awe below his waist. Leo turned bright red and sputtered before launching himself into his room, where he quickly changed into jeans and a black button shirt. He exited his room after brushing his hair and was still buttoning his shirt. Over his shoulder was an emergency backpack filled with supplies. He walked out into the room, not meeting anyone's eyes and turning red. He headed for the door with a quiet "Let's go."

Downstairs, he spoke to the concierge and she phoned a car rental service nearby. A few minutes later a black SUV pulled up to the hotel, a man getting out and smiling as he handed Leo the keys. Silently, everyone loaded into the car. Everything began to loosen up as Charley guided them through city. They were looking down from the observation platform on the Coliseum when Leo first noticed the men following them.

There were three that he could see. One was tall and lean. He wore a classic pinstriped suit with a small red "X" on the handkerchief in his pocket. Across the mossy maze below them, on another platform a man in a navy suit leaned against the railing, his jacket falling open to reveal a black handgun. Leo discreetly looked around and saw the third man as he spoke into a black cell phone. All were watching them through sunglasses that concealed their eyes but not their faces.

Leonardo whispered one word to Charley, and then turned to his brothers, "Watchers." He led his brother's out quickly and rushed them, protesting, into the car.

Shots rang out and a few tourists screamed. A man fell from a higher floor and landed in the maze, and Charley came running toward the car that Leo already had running. She flew into the car she was moving so fast. The men raced to an SUV and as Leo accelerated towards an open arch but two more SUV's screeched out and blocked his path. Leo quickly reversed the car and slammed into the SUV behind him. He put the pedal to the metal and actually pushed the other car against a wall.

With a flick of his hand he put the car in drive and sped through the crowded streets, one more SUV joining the two SUVs that were already chasing them.

"Buckle up." He growled as he began the chase through the old city to a mountain of ruins on the outskirts.