When Tally regained consciousness, she was greeted by the smell of eggs and pizza. She groaned slightly as the pain in her abdomen made itself known once again.

"Ah she lives." A smiling Donnie said, grinning from the door. "Hope you're hungry," he said, walking over and helping her sit up again. She winced. "Do you want some pain killers?" he asked. Tally nodded.

"Do you have any morphine?" she asked hopefully. Donnie laughed.

"You think a turtle like me has access to drugs like that?" he asked incredulously before shaking his head. "But I've got some pretty strong ones." He said, popping two out of a container and placing them in her hands. Tally swallowed them gratefully with a glass of water.

"Yeah…the turtle thing…" she said carefully, glancing over him. "How exactly did that…happen?"

Donnie shrugged. "Ooze."

"Ooze?"

"Yeah, like a chemical reaction. We used to be regular turtles." Donnie shrugged again. "That's a story for another time though." He said, then turned to her. "So, Tally-It's Tally right?"

The redhead nodded. "Yeah,"

"So how'd you get involved with Hun? And what'd you do to get him so mad he'd shoot you?"

"Besides breaking into his warehouse?" she asked weakly. Donnie nodded.

"Why'd you break into his warehouse?"

Tally shook her head, running a hand through her dirty hair. She needed a shower. "I don't know," she admitted miserably. "It was stupid, it was really stupid. "

"That's an understatement." A new voice said, coming in. Tally searched her mind for the name. The bandanna was blue, so that must have meant it was Leo. "I think it's time we got you to a hospital-not that Don isn't a great medic-" he corrected, after receiving a glare from his brother. "-I just think that you would be better off there and-"

"I get it," Tally said, waving her hand. "You want me out, that's cool." She said, taking another glass of water. "I should be fine now anyway. I don't need to go to a hospit-" She said, trying to swing her legs off of the bed. She was started by how quickly the purple banded turtle intercepted her, taking her arm to prevent her from moving further.

"You're definitely not fine kid," he said. "You were shot. In the stomach. Leo's right. You're going to the hospital. They can take better care of you there. " Tally frowned.

"Here," Leo said, handing her some crutches as Don gingerly helped the small framed girl onto the pieces of metal. "We're taking you to the hospital, end of discussion."

I really don't think I was even part of a discussion. Tally thought in irrigation. But maybe this turtle was right. She was imposing on their home. And it was obvious that they weren't comfortable with her presence. But it wasn't like she had anyone to come pick her up from the hospital. And once they figured that out, the doctors would ship her back to the foster home.

And that was the last thing she wanted.

So she started devising as Don and Leo helped her into a van, and was surprised at the fact that two other turtles with two different bandannas hopped in with them. They introduced themselves as Raph and Mikey, and she told them her name. Donnie started up the van drove out of the sewers, where Tally finished her planning. She would go to the hospital, play the sad orphan card, then they'd heal her up. And before social services showed up to collect her, she'd get out of the hospital and be on her way. It was simple. And it was solid.

"So you never did tell us what you were doing in Hun's place," Leo prompted again as Donnie drove down the street, to the nearest hospital.

Tally bit her lip, she had hoped since she was getting of their hair, he would have dropped it. Guess not.

"I wanted…" she trailed off. What the hell? She thought to herself. It wasn't like she was ever going to see these turtles again. She might as well just spill her guts. All over the van. "I wanted to get back at him."

"What'd he do?" Mikey asked curiously, leaning forward.

"He ordered the shooting and arson that murdered my family." She whispered. The van went quiet for a long time. "I just didn't know his name was Hun until you guys told me."

"What happened?" Leo asked quietly.

"My dad was cop, and worked in the underground department that dealt with the gangs and stuff." She explained. Why was it easier to spill your guts to strangers you barely knew then the people closest to you? "I guess he stopped one of Hun's drug deals, and so I guess Hun ordered some revenge. I was at karate lessons when it happened."

"How long ago was that?" Donnie asked from the driver's seat. Tally shrugged.

"I guess around 5 years. I was ten when it happened."

"I'm so sorry," Leo said quietly. "But you can't just barrel in to a crime boss's hideout."

"Yes," Tally said dryly, placing a hand on her stomach. "I understand that now, thanks."

Leo's jaw tightened and Raph snickered as Donnie rolled up to the emergency entrance at the hospital.

"Well anyway," Tally said, adjusting her crutches and preparing to leave. "It's been real guys." She said. "And thanks for…saving my life and stuff."

The turtles nodded, each calling their goodbyes.

"Good luck kid." Raph said. "And try not to get in anymore trouble, yeah?" he asked, as he opened the door for her. She grunted and winced as she got out; happy she took the pain killers when she did.

"No promises." She grinned as the door slammed shut. She shook her head and rocked on her crutches to the hospital and in through the sliding doors. She approached the desk with one hell of a smile. "Hi," she said.

The receptionist looked up and smiled at her slightly. "Yes, can I help you?"

"I hope so," Tally said, lifting up her shirt slightly to reveal the bandages and the small amount of blood that was seeping through to stain the bandages. "I was kind of shot the other day and I was hoping you guys could take a look at it."