The next few hours back to New York were as brutal as when we came up to the farmhouse. The middle of December, it was freezing of course. We needed a better way to travel or Casey needed to insulate this stupid trailer.

I shared a blanket with Donnie again and we both decided to tell the our brothers and Splinter what happened with Abigail's gun.

"So is this kinda like what happened at Stockmans with the machines that were shootin' at us?" Raph asked. He had a confused expression set with a pair of tight lips. I knew he wasn't really on board with all my mojo. Not that he was against it, he just didn't understand it. Not that any of us, including me, did.

I nodded, "Kind of."

"So you got techno mojo. You can bring people back from the dead. You can..." Mikey started to count on his three fingered hand.

"You're faster than humans should be, and stronger. Your entire genetic structure must be enhanced in some way. Stronger bones and stronger muscles. I mean, considering how much larger we are compared to you and how much strength we have due to mutagenic embellishments in our own genetic structures, you hold your own. During sparring? I could probably count a dozen times off the top of my head that you should have broken a bone or gotten some kind of serious injury from us but your body is strong enough to handle it. It's not normal for any regular human," Donnie said, "Even from your first few years with us. Something was different."

It was all true, the sparring matches. My brothers played rough. We were competitive and sometimes things could get nasty. I was more than capable of taking a hit and walking away with nothing more than a small bruise.

"And you heal pretty quickly. I mean, that shoulder wound you had is already gone," Leo pointed out.

Also true. My injuries from the night of Shredder's attack and the fire at his dojo were completely healed in a matter of days. Now only scars remained.

"Not that I'm not thankful for all of that but I just want to know why I'm like this," I muttered.

"You don't like it? I'd be cool with having a bunch of cool super powers!" Mikey said excitedly.

"I know I appreciate them," Leo had a thankful smile on his face.

I returned the small smile back, "Well, ya, I like them but I want to know how I got them. Why, when, where I got them, who did it to me. I mean not just any human is going to randomly start having superpower symptoms, you know?"

Master Splinter held up his hand slightly, "I believe that you already know who gave them to you and when," He said softly.

I thought about it. Of course.

"Stockman. Oroku Saki. I remember the experiments when I just a little girl. Before you found me in the sewers."

He nodded, "The warehouse you described that they held you in was where it may have happened as well."

"They are so gonna pay for what they did to you. We all know they did more than experiments," Raph growled.

My scars. I winced at the thought.

"There's still so much I don't know though," My head dropped on wall of the trailer behind me, "There's more questions than answers."

"I have a feeling we'll be finding out sooner rather than later," Leo mumbled.

I wasn't sure what to think about that.

We all sat in a comfortable silence the rest of the way home. I fell asleep with my arms tightly wrapped around Donnie's arm and my head against his shoulder.