The farmhouse was completely dark aside from the light in the kitchen and the light from the bathroom that illuminated the upstairs. April, Casey, and Marisol sat around an old table, the latter two holding ice to their swollen limbs.

"I still can't believe what's going down in the city," Marisol started after a brief period of silence. "But you guys saw it too right? I'm not crazy?"

"Yeah, we saw it," April assured her.

"I just hope it stays in the city," Casey chimed in. "I mean there were some guys with guns that looked like they were trying to take 'em down but I don't know what they can do."

April nodded in reply as Marisol looked at him curiously. "How long were you guys in the city for? I left as soon as shit started hitting the fan."

"I guess that explains why you were here before us," April replied. "We uh… had to take care of some things before we left."

"Like… your friends from before?" she questioned, glancing towards the stairs.

April and Casey exchanged glances before she nodded again. "Yeah, something like that."

"I don't suppose you're going to tell me much about them huh?"

"Probably not."

Another silence fell between them, and they were each lost in their own thoughts until their unexpected guest broke the silence again. "What can you tell me?" she asked, looking at April and speaking softly. "I mean, you can't expect me not to wonder after what I just saw."

April sighed as she sunk down into the chair she was sitting in. The redhead wasn't in the mood to discuss her mutant friends, or really talk about anything. She wasn't even certain the guys would be alright with her sharing any of that information, but Marisol probably deserved some form of explanation.

"Well, like I said, it's a long story. But basically they're mutant turtles. And they're good friends. That's really all I feel like saying right now."

"Mutants? Did they come from the stuff those aliens were spreading around?" she asked eagerly.

"Kind of," April replied shortly.

"That's… actually a little cool I guess, when you think about it." She paused, thinking. "They aren't like, gonna kill me or somethin' right?"

"Not unless you tick 'em off enough," Casey replied with a small smirk. He was resting his elbow on the table as he held a bag of ice to his head. Marisol slowly nodded in response, wondering what the mutant turtles' limits were.

April stood after a moment and let out a soft sigh. "Well I'm gonna head to bed. I'm beat. You guys should do the same."

Casey perked up some as he watched her start to leave the dining room. "Oh yeah, where am I gonna sleep?"

She shrugged, looking back as she replied. "Whichever room's free I guess. Or the couch." Her leave was followed by the soft creaking of the stairs and the upper floor as she stopped by the bathroom to check on the guys before turning in to her old bedroom.

After a moment Mari looked at Casey and put down her ice. "I guess I should head to bed too. It was nice meeting you Casey, sorry about the bat thing."

"Yeah…" he started, taking the ice off his head for a moment to feel the bruised bump that had formed. "No hard feelings."

They exchanged awkward smiles before she made the trip back to the room she had inhabited. She wondered just how long she would be welcomed in the morning before they forced her to leave, and if she would be given some kind of wake up call. Either way, she couldn't deny that this was the strangest thing that had happened to her.

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