They'd been wandering for hours, looking in windows and searching for some indication of which way Raph and Leo went, their progress hindered by trying to avoid the light of the afternoon sun.

"Mikey, slow down!" Donnie called. Despite the guilt Donnie felt at losing his brothers, it was Mikey who was the driving energy of the search.

"They're out there, Donnie, we have to find them," Mikey responded in a tone that almost sounded like a sung warning.

"We need a break, Mikey," Donnie said with weary irritation.

"If you need a break, fine, take one, but I'm going to keep looking."

"Mikey, stop!" Donnie halted and waited for Mikey to turn around. The angry flash in Mikey's eyes almost made Donnie relent, but he stood his ground. "We need to sleep. We need to find food. If they are in trouble, we're not going to be much good to them like this."

"You only say that because you still don't believe they are in trouble!" Mikey said, nearly shouting as he doubled back. "Wake up, man! Leo's been missing for two days, and it's been a day and a half since you've talked to Raph! We have to-" He was cut off by the ring of Donnie's T-phone.

They both jumped and stared at each other in shock before Donnie retrieved it. Glancing at the ID display, Donnie inhaled hope. "It's Leo!"

He quickly pressed the button to answer, but before he had the chance to say anything, a rasping voice drawled, "Where are you?"

"Who is this?" Donnie demanded. "And where did you get that phone?"

"From Leo."

Donnie felt his skin go cold.

The caller paused briefly, then said, "He's with me, but I'm done with him now."

"What does that mean? What did you do to him?" Donnie clutched his T-phone with both hands, but after a moment of inspiration, switched to speaker. Fluidly, he dropped the T-phone into Mikey's hands and grabbed Mikey's T-phone. The motion dropped him to a kneel by Mikey's feet as he began configuring it to trace the call.

"Why don't you find out for yourself?"

Donnie blinked rapidly. The voice was infuriatingly calm, adding to the tendrilous fear slinking through his core. "Where is he?"

"He's with me."

Donnie rolled his eyes but was thankful that the game would give him more time. He was having trouble concentrating on the buttons and had several times almost killed the trace. "Could you be a little more specific?"

"No, but if you can find him, you can have him."

Mikey felt his hands become unsteady and clutched the T-phone tighter, afraid to drop it.

Donnie felt that he was getting close to a location, but needed more hints. Keep talking. Give me something. "That doesn't help me much. I don't know where to even begin looking."

"Then you don't deserve him." And then the line went dead.

Donnie slowly looked up at Mikey, who stood frozen in horror. Donnie tightened his mouth before stating, "I didn't recognize the voice."

Mikey passed the T-phone back to Donnie with both hands and asked hoarsely, "Did he kill him?"

Donnie grimaced. He'd tried not to wonder. "I don't know, Mikey. I… I think maybe." He swallowed before explaining quietly, "I don't know why else he'd contact us."

Mikey folded his arms tightly around himself and shifted his gaze to the ground. "Do you think he has Raph, too?"

Donnie shrugged in despondent frustration and fluidly looked away, trying to rein in the chaos in his chest. "That would explain why he's not answering his T-phone. Although I suppose it is still possible the Dragons have him."

"But now you know where Leo is, right?" Mikey asked, his gaze returning to Donnie's face, trust shining through the deep fear.

Hope lit Donnie's eyes as he glanced back down to Mikey's T-phone still nestled in his hand, a small glowing circle pulsing back at him from the screen. "Yes. I do."