"Why the hell hasn't anyone found her yet?!"

"Slash, calm down! We're trying as hard as we can!"

"Well, it's not good enough, she still isn't here!"

Splinter heard the sounds of something glass breaking and winced a little. Judging from the awkward silence following, it was probably one of his favorite items. The silence didn't last long enough as his sons began to argue about who would receive the blame for the broken item. Standing up, the mutant rat walked out of his room and before assessing the damage, asked, "What is going on, my sons?"

Donny looked at him from sweeping up broken porcelain. Judging from the white and blue pattern, what was now a broken mess, most likely was his favorite vase. Splinter kept his sigh to himself and waited for an answer. Leo stepped forward, explaining in a slightly irritable voice, "Slash is freaking out because GK hasn't been home in a while. And while he was freaking…well, he accidentally smacked your vase to the ground, sensei."

"Mm." Splinter frowned a little. He thought for a moment, then said, "Meditate, my sons. Think this situation through, and see what you all come up with for a solution. And in the meantime…Slash, will you please sweep up what's left of the vase? After that, you may join your brothers."

Slash turned a little red, nodding. "Yes, sensei…"

The others went off to the dojo, leaving Slash to clean up the broken vase. Splinter watched for a few minutes, and knelt down after a few silent minutes passed by. He placed a comforting paw on his youngest son's head, saying quietly, "We will find her, my son. I promise."

The spike-shelled turtle remained quiet for a moment, then nodded. "I hope so, Splinter…"

"As do I, Slash, as do I."

Elsewhere...

"Alright, girl, you know the schedule."

GK winced as bright light lit up the room she was being kept in. She was still strapped onto the operating table, to keep both her and the scientist Stockman safe. Turning her head to face the scientist, she asked in a shaky voice, "How long have I been here anyway?"

"Mm…I'd say two weeks." He made her tilt her neck, injecting another substance into her. Stockman withdrew the needle, placing it in a tray next to the table. "Now don't move, it's hard enough working when you're still."

A sharp pain entered her neck and GK instantly let out a cry. The pain worsened, causing her to thrash about on the operating table. Stockman watched calmly, the only time he looked away was to take notes on her reactions. He didn't even flinch when her screams increased in volume. GK felt like her body was on fire for the first time in years since she had died. She wasn't supposed to feel pain at all, what was going on now?

"STOCKMAN!"

The scientist jumped as if scalded with hot water and whirled around. Two people, a man and a young woman both of Asian descent, had entered the room. GK watched weakly, her breath coming in ragged gasps and thankful that the pain was finally ebbing away. Stockman moved to block the girl's body from view, stammering, "M-master Shredder, Lady Karai! What brings you here?"

"We heard you were using unauthorized poisons without our consent," the woman answered, her green eyes narrowed. She glanced at the operating table with a look of disdain. "And what is that?"

"It's nothing." Stockman muttered, pulling a sheet over GK's body. The other Asian, the man, stopped his hand and pulled the sheet back. He frowned down at her, then turned to the nervous scientist. "You were using the poisons on this body?"

GK assumed the woman was Karai. She tilted her head at the zombie, eyes a little wide, and asked, "Father, you mean that girl is…dead?"

"W-what…what else would I be…?" GK snapped back then winced as her head pounded from speaking. Karai stepped back slightly, apparently shocked she could speak. Stockman covered her mouth quickly, saying, "Ah…yes, Master, I was…but! You did say to me I had permission to use them!"

"On a living body, I remember saying…"

GK flinched as the man's hands pushed her head to the side, feeling his narrowed eyes study her relentlessly. She was beginning to wish desperately that she wasn't held down. Finally his cool hands left her face, the man turning to Stockman. "Where did you get this girl?"

"The Foot Soldiers brought her in when they sighted her with the turtles." Stockman said quickly, allowing him to view the zombie. "I was going to interrogate her, but when I found out she was dead and still moving, I decided if I found out what kept her alive, I could create better soldiers to serve you."

Suddenly angry, GK snarled as she pulled at the straps holding her down, "There is no way in HELL you're gonna use me to make more zombies! Don't you have any respect for the dead, you bastard?!"

The man looked at her with an odd expression that she couldn't read. He then smirked, turning away and saying, "Why should I? Now, Stockman, do not use any more of my resources on this girl. It would be a complete waste. No need to interrogate her either, I am sure she won't provide any answers to your questions anyway."

Karai followed the man she had called Father, banging the door behind her as soon as they exited. Stockman turned around and muttered under his breath, "Ignorant fool…he never can see far ahead, always telling me no…"

"Maybe because your plan sucked," snapped GK rudely, still angry. She cried out as he pinched the area he had injected the poison in maliciously.

"Or maybe because you were too much of an annoyance, you little wretch."

"Better a wretch than a loser!" The zombie smirked as Stockman gave her a nasty look. He tightened the straps rather painfully and headed to the door, muttering under his breath about idiots and annoying children. GK waited until the door was slammed shut and let out a sigh, closing her one eye. She wasn't sure she liked the expression that so-called "Shredder" had given her. Another sigh escaped her as the lights dimmed in the bare room, leaving her alone in the dark. There wasn't anything more to do than just sleep, it seemed.