Disclaimer: I do not own the TMNT, although I really wish I did. Maybe then I could have some fun.

Not only had Master Splinter agreed with his son, he assigned Donnie AND Leonardo as my escorts.

"Guys, since it's late, I'd rather head to the club. I have lots of friends there, and since I live alone, I'd feel relatively safer there." Reluctantly those two had agreed and now we were roof hopping in the general direction of the club. Leonardo had tried to convince me to ride on his shell, but shut up after I showed my jumping skills off. I laughed it off, along with Donnie.

We got there in record time.

"Well… thanks for saving me Donnie," I said awkwardly. "Even more so for fixing me up."

"It was nothing." Donnie said, just as awkwardly. Leo stood by impassively.

"I want to repay you all somehow." I said. "Do you think it'd be all right for you two to come into the club? I could have you all put on the list as my guests, because this club is invite only, and I do the background checks." I rushed. "I think you guys are ok, so it shouldn't be a problem to have y'all set up as members."

The two turtles looked at each other, expressions unreadable.

"We're not so sure that's a good idea." Leonardo said carefully.

"It'd be a good opportunity to meet some mutants and make some friends?" I pressed further. "Please? It's really the only way I can thank you all."

Donnie raised an eyebrow to Leonardo, who sighed.

"Okay, but we can't stay for very long." He relented. I beamed.

"Wonderful!"

I turned to the break in the panel and pushed. The panel swung inward, revealing a staircase that curved downward to a flickering light. I started down the stairs, two mutant turtles in tow.

Upon reaching the bottom I walked down a short corridor to a steel door. It had a peephole and a doorbell. I buzzed the doorbell.

"FRANKIE, IT'S ME!" I yelled through the door, sticking my face up close to the peephole. Without warning the door was flung open and I found myself wrapped in two thick green arms.

"Mikaela, Where da fuck you been?" Frankie practically sobbed into my shoulder. Then he noticed the armed turtles. "Who da fuck are de'se guys?" he growled menacingly, releasing me.

"Frankie, these two are my rescuers, and this one," I pointed to Donatello, "Patched me up. Apparently I was mugged and they saved me and took care of my injuries. I owe them my life, maybe even more." I said, stepping in front of the boys. "They're ok guys Frankie, they've got two other brothers, and they're just as nice."

Frankie looked skeptical but stepped aside for us. "What's yu're names, bruddas?" The beefy frog-man asked as we walked by.

"I'm Donatello, and this is Leonardo." Donnie said smiling, trying to appear non-threatening. Even though they were both armed, he had a strong feeling that Frankie could put a serious beating on them if he felt he needed to.

"Da names Frankie Gordon. I'm da bounca' fer dis joint." Frankie stuck out a meaty hand. Donnie noticed slight webbing between the fingers as he grasped it firmly. "If yous is who Mika sez yous is, yous got mah t'anks. Mika be like mah l'il sistah." His grip grew tighter as he spoke, going from firm pressure to near pain. "It upsets me when she gets hu't. Yous bettah not h'ut her, copish?" He said emphatically. Donnie nodded.

"Of course not Mr. Gordon, we'd never hurt her!"

"Call me Frankie."

"Frankie." Donnie corrected. Leo tensed up as Frankie nodded, releasing his bro's hand and sticking it out to him. He shook quickly.

"See dat ya don't, okays?"

"Yes sir- uh, Frankie."

I missed that whole exchange, 'cause I was headed to my usual post- the bar. I was the unofficial bartender, but I'm pretty sure you knew that by now.

MIKAELA!

Oh boy. I had turned about thirty degrees before I was tackled by a hundred'n'thirty odd pounds of infuriated lizard/woman.

"Hi Ana." I squeaked out, throat constricted in the death grip Anastasia had on my neck.

Mikaela Spade! Ana roared (actually, Ana was subjected to some ungodly surgeries that destroyed her vocal cords. However, she could use her psi-powers to 'thought-speak' to people, privately or broadcasted. Pretty neat huh?) WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN? She yelled, giving me one helluva migraine. I rubbed my temples.

"I'd tell you, if you'd GET OFFA ME!" I snapped, wincing as she launched a mental wave of anger at me. "Ana, can you quit that, I've had a really REALLY bad night already. I don't need it getting worse, okay?" I murmured, sitting up, putting a hand over my eyes.

Mikaela, you know we were worried! Ana broadcasted. Great, now the whole BAR knew I was back. Boy was I in for it. It's not like you to miss Fiesta night! What happened! Ana asked, lower lip trembling.

As if she was a five year old too! "Ana, cut the baby stuff, please? You know if you cry, then I'm gonna cry, and then you know what happens when Frankie sees us crying!" I smiled, "We don't need a grown man, a Froggy one at that, throwing a temper tantrum!"

Aw, hush. Anyway, we were really worried. Lua was about to send her kids to your apartment to see if you'd forgotten or something. Ana grimaced Which we all knew wasn't likely, but we didn't want to jump to conclusions. Her blue eyes narrowed. Wait, why are you wearing board shorts and a beater? It's Fiesta night, not Caribbean!

"Um, Mikaela?" A nervous voice piped up behind me. I saw Ana's narrow eyes become mere slits, as she perused someone over my shoulder. I stood.

"Oh hey Leo, finding everything okay?" I asked, stepping over to him. "Hey Ana? Meet Leonardo." I grinned. "One of my saviors. His brother's name is Donnie… Speaking of which, where is Donnie?" Leonardo shrugged.

"He saw a sign for a library and I'm guessing he went to check it out."

Hoo boy, it's not a library of books… DVD's and Video's, and the occasional chess table. That and a huge wall-sized T.V. I… 'tactically acquired' from the Lab. We had it wired with 7.1 surround, a ground shaking bass, and the latest DVD and Video technology. Hardy hooked it all up for us. I'm an idiot when it comes to wiring for anything BUT a computer system.

Nice to meet you, Leonardo. Ana politely… spoke, extending a slim hand. I am grateful for your help in returning Mika to us. Jeeze, make me sound like a damn runaway why don't'cha!

"It was no trouble Miss Ana." Leo smiled and shook her hand gently.

Ana grinned. So are you and your brother staying for the fiesta?

Leo shrugged. "We can't stay for too long, but we'll see a little of it." He turned to me, but I was already halfway out the door.

"Mikaela?" He sounded strangled. I laughed internally, but felt a little bad for keeping on my current course to the Library and leaving him by himself with Anastasia. I laid bets with myself that she'd have him dancing before he left.