Authors note: Sorry for the long update, kind of forgot about this story until literally weeks ago. And I would have updated sooner, but I got caught up with college and got sick, which I'm still not completely over, but will be soon. Anyway, here's the next chapter. On with the story!!!!!


"Yea, whatever ma. You know I won't do anything or try anything funny while I'm at Casey's. You should know this," I told my mom for the millionth time that day, which barely even started. I wasn't even fully awake until like ten minutes ago, which was well after we arrived at the air port. Here I was thinking that she would be happy I'd be leaving her, but all she's doing is cry. Not the real crying, more like I'm going to pretend I'm crying so you think I'm going to actually miss you. I just wish she would cut the bull crap and actually express her true feelings, not this bull shit she's bringing out of her ass.

"I know LeAnn," she said softly, "I just don't want you to end up like Casey. You know a vigilante and all that. I just want you to be careful and think about what you do and what you say. All I'm trying to do is give you advice."

I scoffed and said, "I remember you telling, rather yelling at, one day that I was starting to end up like Casey. And that was like two weeks ago. So please don't give me this crap of how you don't want me to end up like him. If you didn't want me to end up like him, you wouldn't be sending me to him now would you. But I have to say, I'm glad you are since I want to see him and chances are, I'll get along better with him than I ever did with you guys anyway. See you whenever Cleopatra and family from hell." I turned away from my so call family and started heading towards my terminal so I could board my plane. Man, last time I saw Casey, I was really young and thought he was the most awesome person in the planet. Yet again, I was young and didn't have a lot of people to look up too. That's probably why I thought he was so awesome back then. And that statement holds to this day.

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"Shit," I said at the top if my lungs, "I gotta go guys. I forgot I had to go pick up someone from the airport. Be back later."

Before I could even get out of the place, Mikey said, "Can I come too? Please, please, please? And why do you have to pick up this someone?"

"You can't come with me, remember you're a giant turtle who can talk and I need to pick up my niece because she needs to stay someplace for god knows how long. Now gotta go." I raced out of the lair and went to go find the first man hole I could find. I never got why Cleopatra had to send her daughter to me, she knows that I'm not a very good person to live with since I'm hardly ever home anymore since I met the turtles. Plus, the last time we talked, which was two months ago to make these arrangements. She told me that she was ending like me, and yet she sends Le here anyway.

By the time I got clean air bound, I had to find my car pronto and get to the airport. When I finally did get to the air port, Le's plane was going to land in five minutes and I still had to park. When I finally did park, her plane had already landed, but I knew she wasn't going to get too mad since that's just the way she is.

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Coming out of the snake tunnel I muttered, "Great, he's not here. Just my luck." I plopped down on the first chair I could find. But I shouldn't get too mad, this is just him, he always forgets something or another. It's only been ten minutes when I saw and heard a commotion ahead of me.

"It can only be Casey," I whispered grabbing my backpack, and heading off to the commotion area. When I got there, I quickly grabbed Casey's shirt and went off to the place of which I forgot the name to so I could grab my one and only suitcase. When we got there, I let go of his shirt and of course, he stumbled backwards. He gave me a questioningly look before he said, "Do I know you? Or should I call the police?"

"Well," I said turning to face him, "By calling the police, you would have to deal with my mom and we all know you don't want to deal with the Cleopatra from hell now do we?"

"Wow, I didn't even recognize you. Are you sure you're related to Cleo?"

"Unfortunately, I am. But anyway, since I found my bag, would you like to show me where the hell your car is so we would get out of here." He grabbed my bag and waved at me to follow him, so that's what I did.

It was about an hour drive before we actually had gotten to where he lived. By the looks of it, he didn't live in a very pleasant part of town either. But who am I to judge, the only neighborhood I've ever been to was mine, and damn, the town I live in was way to goody-goody for my taste, so this was a great alternative. Plus, now I see that the grass isn't always greener on the other side as people say.

Anyway, when Casey finally stopped the car, I flung the car door open and got out kind of fast, even for me. After that, I noticed that people were looking like I was a giant mutant reptile or something. So being me, I looked at them and said, "What am I, a giant mutant or what, stop staring." Lucky enough, they stopped staring as Casey and I walked into the building. Walking up the stairs, I asked, "Why were you late anyway?"

He had a coughing attack before he said, "I forgot, that's all, why do you ask?"

For some odd reason I couldn't quite believe him, but went with him and said, "No reason, I was curious that's all. And didn't we just pass up where you live?"

"Shit," I heard him mutter, "We did. Sorry 'bout that." We backtracked and went back to his apartment. Once we got in, I saw that it was nothing more than a bachelor pad, nothing that wasn't too out of the ordinary for him. Except for one thing, a teddy bear. Curiously, I walked over to it, picked it up and studied it. By the looks of it, it had to be at least ten years old. And on the tag, it said the name Mikey. The name looked like it was written in crayon.

Out of no where, I hear Casey yell, "Want anything to eat?"

I jumped, swung around, hiding the bear of course and yelled back, "Yea, sure. But can we have pizza. I've always wanted to try New York style." In reality, I didn't but, but he doesn't need to know that.

"Okay, I'll order it."

From that moment, I had a feeling that this wasn't going to be a normal vacation, for me or for Case.