Spike sits with her back to the wall, staring blankly ahead as she listens to Leonardo's voice.

"Yes, you know us. For about a month, you've known us."

"Like this, anyway," Donatello interjects.

"Well yes, but we don't remember that far back," Leonardo says.

"What about that other girl? Spike? How do I know her?" April asks nervously.

Spike puts her head on her knees and hugs them.

She starts at the feeling of a hand on her back and she looks up. Michelangelo looks back with big, sad eyes.

"You okay?" Michelangelo asks.

Spike rubs her nose. "I-" her voice breaks.

Michelangelo leans forward and hugs her. "Shhhh. I know."

"She doesn't know me," Spike sobs into his plastron. "What do I do?"

"You gotta do what you've been doing for a while," Michelangelo says quietly. "Stay strong for April. Even if she doesn't know who you are and what you did for her, you do. Stay strong for her."

Donatello pops up next to them. "There is a possibility she will get her memories back at some point. Something may trigger them, something little she sees or hears or something. So….just be normal around her."

Michelangelo pats Spike's back. "There see? That's good. Just be normal."

"I can't," Spike whispers. "I can't go in there and act like that around her. I'm a stranger to her now."

Donatello nods. "I know it's hard. But you have to try. Come on, let's go back to the lair."

Spike wipes her nose and nods. "Okay."

She walks down the stairs and looks April in the eye. "Hey, April. C'mon, we're gonna take you to their lair. It sounds evil, but it's not," she assures her. "We're gonna try to help you."

"Okay," April nods uncertainly. "Sarah." She searches Spike's face. "That's your name, right? That's what…" she waves at Leonardo.

"Leonardo," he supplies.

"Leonardo said," April nods. "You're Sarah Sanchez."

Spike nods too and bites her lip.

I won't cry, she tells herself. She walks out of the warehouse, following Leonardo.

I won't.

~Trouble Strikes Again~

Spike sits on the couch in the lair staring blankly at the wall.

Splinter and the turtles are in the laboratory talking to April, trying to explain about them. Spike squeezes her eyes shut.

She feels something rub at her leg. Her eyes snap open and Lily looks up at her, before rubbing against her leg again and meowing. Spike leans down and scoops her up, holding Lily to her chest. She buries her nose in the cat's fur and scratches Lily's head.

Leonardo calls from behind her. "Spike?"

Spike turns. "Yeah?"

"It's your turn," he says quietly.

Spike stands, still holding the cat and enters the laboratory.

April looks up at her with a smile. "Hello."

Spike nods. "Hey."

April folds her hands in her lap. Donatello, Raphael, Michelangelo, and Splinter all quietly leave.

Spike glances up at her. "Do you remember anything?"

April shakes her head. "They told me you go by Spike instead of Sarah. How come?"

Spike swallows thickly. "Reminds me of my parents too much."

"Your parents?"

Spike nods. "They're dead," she says shortly. "And so are my younger sisters."

April frowns. "That's terrible. I'm sorry." She sits quietly for a minute. "How did they die?"

"Car accident."

"You weren't hurt?"

Spike shakes her head. "Wasn't there."

April nods. "Ah. How long have I known you?"

"Ever since I can remember," Spike says thickly. "Preschool."
April sits back.

"Tell me about yourself. How old are you?"

"Twenty two." Spike shakes her head. "And as for other stuff…..I like old movies and TV and music and cars but I like new stuff too. I draw a lot. My favorite sport is basketball, and I am a camera girl. I've been taking martial arts since I was eight."

April nods. "Any romantic entanglements or other friends?"

"No romantic, and the only other ones have been Vern Fenwick and Irma Langstein, who is a friend of yours, not mine."

April looks up. "Tell me about them."

"You might have a chance to find out about Vern from himself," Donatello says from the doorway. "Just called him up. Raphael's going to make sure he gets here okay."

April nods. "Raphael's the big one with red, right?"

"Yes," Donatello says. He adjusts his glasses and smiles nervously. "He should be back soon."

He backs out of the doorway and Splinter replaces him. "Sarah, come here, child."

Spike stands up numbly and makes her way towards the doorway. April calls after her.

"Goodbye…..Spike."

"Bye, April," Spike says quietly.