A/N: Ok folks, it's time to dry those tears and excerise you eyes, cause you're not going to believe the twist I put into this ending. (Unless this is the first ending you read, then just excerise those eyes.)
It Can't End Like This…Can It?
(Ending 2)
"Jeffery?"
"Mmm…five more minutes mom."
"I'm not your mother. Come on, wake up."
"But I'm so tired."
"That's just the drugs."
"Drugs? No way, I gave those up. I'm clean now."
"Yeah, we know that. That's why you're here."
"Here? Where is here?"
"Open your eyes."
Jeffery slowly opened his eyes. "Bright." He groaned while shutting them tight again.
"Come on now, don't wimp out."
Jeffery slowly opened his eyes again and looks around the room when they finally adjusted to the sunlight coming in through his window. "Hospital? Why am I here?"
"You had a seizure and were brought in by an ambulance a couple days ago."
"A couple days ago?" Jeffery looked over to see who was talking to him.
A man in his mid-twenties was sitting next to him. "During your seizure you hit your head and developed a concussion." He had short light brown hair, brown eyes, tan colored skin, and a clean-shaven face
Jeffery looked at how the man was dressed. "So they figured that I would never wake up and called in a priest to give me last rights." He coughed. "Hate to tell you this, but I'm an atheist."
"You were always a negative person Jiffy." The young man laughed. "But just because I'm dressed like this doesn't mean that I'm here for that."
"Jiffy…" Jeffery's face looked like he was searching his mind for something. "I haven't been called that in a long time."
"What's it been now? Fourteen years?" The young man asked the sick one.
"Fourteen…years?"
"Since you have been called Jiffy. You do remember why I called you that don't you?"
"Because…I liked peanut butter so much?" Jeffery's eyes lit up. "Henry?" He tried to sit up, but he ached all over.
"Whoa, easy there." Henry jumped up from his seat to keep Jeffery laying down. "You've had quite an experience."
"Feels like I've had a shell of an experience." Jeffery laughed. "It's good to see ya man."
"Shell of an experience?" Henry asked with a cocked eyebrow. "Where did you get a phrase like that?"
"You'd think I was crazy if I told you." Jeffery smirked. "Like it was some delusion I was having. Cause to tell you the truth, I think that's what it was."
"I'm a priest." Henry assured the sick young man. "I've learned not to judge people."
"How did you become one of those?" Jeffery asked. "Last I knew, you were going to be a space doctor and try to get into NASA."
"Things change." Henry shrugged. "One day, I'm sitting in a classroom in college, learning the human body and the next I'm signing up to go volunteer myself out in countries that really need doctors."
"Still doesn't explain why you became a holy man."
"As a doctor I could heal the body, but not the spirit. How do you heal a heart broken mother when she loses another one of her children? How do you comfort a husband who just lost a wife? How do you put someone who is afraid of dying at ease?"
"So you're saying that religion is the best medicine."
"For some, yes. You can't be afraid of something if you are ready to welcome it. You can't hurt forever if you know that those you love are in a better place. But before I go off on some crusade in other counties, I figured I'd best try fixing my own first."
"But your not here to try and convert me, are you?" Jeffery looked at the young man skeptically.
"No." Henry laughed. "I'm here as a friend."
"How did you know I was here?" Jeffery asked.
"You remember my little sister Jasmine?"
"Yeah. I use to pull her pigtails and we use to run away from her when she wanted to tag along with us."
"Well, she never gave up her dream of learning medicine. She's a nurse and is working on becoming a doctor. As luck would have it she happens to work here. She was one of the people working on you in the emergency room. When she found out who you were, she called me right away to come see you."
A woman in her early twenties appeared at the door. "Hiiii." She had long bushy brown hair, hazel eyes, her skin was also tan, and she had a bit of a slim figure. "So you're finally awake." The young woman entered the room. At the moment she was dressed in gym clothes, a gym bag hanging from one shoulder held her nursing outfit.
"J…Jasmine." Jeffery stuttered. "Wow, you certainly changed."
"No longer the ugly duckling I once was." Jasmine laughed as she swept over to the bed. "But you…" Her smiling face turned into a glare and she punched Jeffery in the arm.
"Ow!" Jeffery squealed. He looked at her like she was nuts. "Whatchya do that for?
"How could you do this to yourself?" Jasmine scolded. "I've seen you're record. You been in the hospital many times for near fatal overdoses and gang fights." She gave him another punch, this time on the shoulder where his purple dragon tattoo was. "And you joined them. How could you?"
"Geez, don't hold back why don't you." Jeffery frumped as he rubbed his sore shoulder.
"Someone has to knock some sense into you." Jasmine said. "Whatever happened to your dream of becoming a policeman or firefighter? Cause I'll tell you this much, this is far from ever going in that direction."
"What do you want me to say?" Jeffery snapped. "I messed up my life. I let my parents' actions affect me and I took the wrong road. For the longest time I couldn't figure out how to get back onto the right one, but now I am and I'm going to stay that way."
"Well…at least you admit you knew you were doing wrong and you're going to try to change your ways." Jasmine leaned over to look Jeffery in the face. "But I'll be watching you. If you even stray a little back onto the bad road, I'm not going to be as easy on you as I have."
Jeffery's head was pressing deep into his pillow so that he could have at least a little space between him and Jasmine. "Understood."
"Good." Jasmine stood back up and gave a sharp nod. "I've got to get ready for work." The young woman headed for the door. "I'll be back to check on you." And out of the room she walked.
"Man, can she hit." Jeffery groaned. "Those punches really hurt."
"She's taken up kick-boxing." Henry explained. "But you can't really blame her. After all, she does live in New York." A sly smile came onto the young priest's face. "You do know she has a crush on you."
"You mean had." Jeffery corrected. "I think I squished that when I cut off one of her pigtails. Besides, she had to have found other guys that are way better than me to fall for."
"Yeah." Henry nodded. "But when she saw you in here, she told me she fell in love all over again."
"Bah. What would she find in a has-been like me?"
"Don't sell yourself short. I'm sure there still some qualities still left in you somewhere."
A couple days later
Henry, dressed in a grey gym suit, was standing next to the curtain that surrounds the bed. "Your parents still haven't been by to see you, have they?" He asked while waiting for Jeffery to finish changing into the clothes he brought him. Jeffery was cut out of the ones he wore.
"Are you kidding?" Jeffery snorted from behind the curtain. "I think they were hoping I'd die here so I wouldn't be around anymore."
"Don't talk like that. They'll come around sooner or later."
"Are you for real? They weren't even there for half my life, what makes you think they'll want to get back into it?"
"You'll never know."
A light knocking grabbed the attention of both young men. At the doorway were Casey and April. "We're not interrupting anything are we?" She asked.
Jeffery threw open the curtains. "So it wasn't a dream. They really are real." He was dressed in a black gym suit.
"Who?" Henry asked.
"Oh man, you are so not going to believe this." Jeffery said excitedly.
Casey rushed over to Jeffery and smacks the young man up side the head. "Dude, what do ya think yer doin'?" A shocked look came on to April's face.
"What do you think you're doing?" Henry asked sternly as he jumped in front of Casey. "What right do you have to hit him?"
"Guys, it's ok." Jeffery said while he waved his hands to calm everyone down. He looked over at Casey. "Relax. This is my best friend, Henry." Then the young man turned to his friend. "This is Casey and the woman over there is April. Their friends of some other friends that you…kinda know."
"Oh?" Henry cocked his head to one side as he tried to figure out whom Jeffery was talking about.
"I really don't think you should be talking about this." April said.
"Don't worry. Believe it or not he's a priest." Jeffery assured the young woman. "If anyone could keep a secret, it's a priest." He grabbed Henry's sleeve and pulled the young man with him as he went out of the room. "Come on."
"Where are we going?" Henry asked as he was being dragged along.
"To show you what I'm talking about." Jeffery explained. "If I just told you, you wouldn't believe me." The two men exit the hospital with Casey and April following right after them. "Where are you parked?" Jeffery asked April.
April looked at Casey, who shook his head, and then she looked at Henry. After a moment, the red head nodded. "Alright." She waved at hand to have them follow her. "My van is over this way."
Jeffery gave April a thumb up. "Thanks."
"Yer sure about dis?" Casey asked as the group headed for the van.
"Yeah, actually." April nodded. "Something about that guy tells me that he's ok. Besides, if this is the Henry that Jeffery said was the owner of the turtles that were the parents of our turtles…maybe he should meet them."
"Geez…" Casey looked kind of confused. "So does dat make him like some kind of grandparent or sumpthin'?"
"I wouldn't think grandparent." April answered. "But he's some kind of relation to them."
"Grandparent? Relation?" Henry questioned. "To whom?"
"You'll see when we get there, man." Jeffery patted Henry on the back. "You'll see when we get there."
At the lair…
"Donnie, I'm warning ya. If ya don't change dat stupid song fer sumpthin' else, I'm goin' ta permanently silence dat alarm." Raphael threatened from his seat on the couch.
"You do and I won't fix your game consoles anymore." Donatello threatened back from his computer.
Michelangelo came rushing out of his room. "It's about time they got here." He panted. "They said that they would finally get to go in to see Jeffery, so now I get to hear what going on with him."
"You know Mikey, no news is sometimes good news." Leonardo told his young brother. He and Master Splinter were in the center of the lair, working out.
"Yeah, well, getting no news isn't good for me either." Michelangelo replied. "Ever since I heard Jeffery was in the hospital, I haven't slept a wink."
The elevator doors opened to reveal four humans in the elevator. April and Casey were the first to leave. Jeffery was immediately glomped onto by Michelangelo when he exited. "Dude, I was so worried about you."
"Hey, I'm alright." Jeffery assured the young turtle.
Donatello had come over from his computer to pry his little brother off the young man. "But you'll put him back in the hospital if you continue to hug him so tight."
The last one to come out was Jeffery's friend, carrying something under a blanket. It was rectangular and it seems to take up both his arms.
"Who is this?" Master Splinter asked, casting a cautious eye upon the new human as he moved towards the group with Leo following behind him.
"This is Henry." Jeffery announced. "I brought him down here to meet you guys."
Raphael did a back flip over the couch and marches right over to get into Jeffery's face. "Ya just can't go out and brin' people ta our home." The red clad turtle scolded.
"But this just isn't any old person." Jeffery said in defense. "This is my best friend. The owner of your parents."
At first Henry was so stun by the sight of four huge turtles and a giant rat, he nearly drop what he carried. But what Jeffery said shocks him, as well as the turtles and their rat master.
"What in the world are you talking about?" The young priest asked with surprise while he set the rectangular object down.
Jeffery turned to face his friend. "Remember those baby turtles I took from the pet shop?"
"No." Henry whispered. "Are you saying that these guys are those turtles?"
"Yup." Jeffery said proudly. "This one right here," the young man pushes Mike in front of Henry, "is Shellington."
"That teeny tiny little turtle turned into this?" Henry asked as he stared at the turtle in front of him in disbelief. "You were right, I wasn't going to believe you if you told me about all this."
"Wild, isn't it?" Jeffery replied.
Michelangelo squatted down in front of the rectangular object by Henry's feet. "So what's under the blanket?" He asked curiously as he poked at it.
"I think this is going to be a little bit weird for you guys." April warned.
"Yeah, it was fer us when we found out." Casey added.
"Ya mean…?" Raphael looked at April and Casey with raised eyebrows, then he looked Jeffery in shocked criticism.
"Whoa, easy there." Jeffery said defensively. "This is a bit awkward, but I thought you might want to…see your parents?" He bent down and pulled away the blanket to show two pet turtles in an aquarium. "I figured that you would at least like to see how they were doing."
Carefully, Michelangelo picked up the aquarium and holds it up in the air. "Wow…" He gasped. "So this is what they looked like."
Leonardo shook his head in disbelief. "Too weird."
Donatello turned his head sideway to look at the glass aquarium. "Amazing…sorta."
"Can…can I hold them?" Michelangelo asked timidly as he put the aquarium back down on the floor.
"Uh…yeah. Sure." Henry bent down and reached in to pick up one of the turtles. "This one is Zaphod…" He handed the male turtle to Mike, who he gently held him his hands. "And this one is Trillian." Henry said while he picked up the other one and held her out for one of the other turtles to take.
Surprisingly enough, it was Raph who took the female turtle and cradled her gently in his arms. "What are ya all lookin' at?" He snarled when he saw everyone staring at him.
"Nothing." Leonardo turned his focus to the one Mike held.
"So you named them after Douglass Adam's characters." Donatello asked the owner of his parents.
"Yeah, he's great isn't he?" Henry replied.
"Jeffery told us that you are a priest." April said to the young man. "How is that going?"
"It has its ups and down." Henry sighed. "My hope isn't really to convert the world over to one religion, just try and see if I can help get everyone on the right track. You know the whole 'thou shall not steal' and 'thou shall love thy neighbor', stuff like that."
"A worthy challenge to take, I'm sure." Master Splinter said respectfully to Henry.
"It's my turn to hold Trillian now." Donatello demanded. "You've had her for a while." He reached out for the turtle his red clad brother held.
"I'm not done yet." Raphael retorted.
"Here, you can take Zaphod." Michelangelo held out the turtle he was had. "That way I can hold Trillian after Donnie."
"What about me?" Leonardo quipped. "When do I get to hold one of them?"
"Give Leo Zaphod and let me hold Trillian a little bit longer." Raphael told his little brother.
"Now dis is da first time I've ever seen children argue over holdin' der own parents." Casey joshed.
"Well I'm putting an end to it." Master Splinter said sternly. "Raphael, you give Trillian to Donatello and Michelangelo, you give Zaphod to Leonardo." He ordered.
Reluctantly, Raph gave the female turtle to Don and Mike gladly gave Leo the male turtle.
April leaned over to Henry's ear. "So are you going to try and get Jeffery back with his parents?" She whispered.
"I can try, but I think that this is a rift that he will have to fix on his own." Henry replied. "I think that when he's ready he can do it." The young priest added with confidence. He looked at how Jeffery interacted with the turtles. "As for right now, having all his friends back in his life is just what he needs to help him stay on the right path in life."
A/N: I know the questions that are going through your mind right now. Do you think he'll get back together with his parent? Will he stay in contact with the turtles? Well...I think you'll just have to wait until next chapter, won't ya?
Thanks for reading, until next time.
