At the piercing scream in her room, Sophie realized she had fallen asleep in the chair by that had been set by Thomas's crib. Looking at the clock, she realized she had slept through supper, not that she cared much. Holding onto the chair as she got up, she waited for the room to stop spinning before bending down over the crib and retrieving the squirming toddler.

Looking now clearly at the toddler's bracelet, she finally saw the whole description. After seeing his name on the front, she flipped to the back and read. As she got to the bottom, she became confused. "ASD, what's A.S.D?" Deciding to check it later, she got a better grip on the boy as she laid him down on her bed. Finding a bag of nappies on the desk in the corner of her room, along with other changing supplies, she came to the bed, she stilled the squirming toddler's legs.

Suddenly, she heard her door open. "Sorry button, I was hoping that he wouldn't wake you up." Mikey said, passing her the wipes. Being careful around his legs, Sophie wiped the boy before slipping a clean nappy under his bottom. Sophie was an expert at changing nappies, remembering how many times she had changed Jasmine's when she was a baby.

This was interesting though, she knew human boys were different, but she had never seen it up close before, except for the time when she had peeked in on Taylor when she was three and quickly closed the door behind her, but that was a quick glance. Trying to respect the young one's privacy, she quickly finished up, ashamed she had even thought of studying it. Looking at her father, she wondered. "How do they sit down?" She asked, before giggling.

Coming out to the living room Sophie set the small boy on the floor with some old toy blocks Mikey had found for him. All her uncles were there, she now knew this was either another intervention, or they wanted details. "Who is this kid?" Her red claded uncle asked. She smiled, knowing of course he was impatient and wanted to know everything now.

"His name is Thomas. I saved him from a burning building yesterday." Sophie said calmly, as though they hadn't yet figured it out. "After waking up yesterday morning, I felt that I had to meditate, so I entered the astral plain that I usually find mum." She began. "Instead Master Splinter was there and..."

Leo soon interrupted. "You saw Sensei? I've been trying to contact him since well..." Leo started, but stopped, not able to finish his sentence. He knew how upset Sophie was about their master's death, and didn't want to upset her again. Sophie gave him a sad smile.

"It's ok Uncle Leo. I'm alright." Sophie said, although her expression said something else. "He said that I had to save Thomas, something about him being the key." All the family's eyes popped out at this. "And before you ask, I don't know what exactly what for, except that Sensei said he was gonna save my life." If they hadn't been attached, Mikey's eyes would've popped out.

"Then we have no choice, we have to keep him here." Leo said, in his leaderly tone.

"But what if people start searching for him?" Raph asked, trying to be logical.

"Who's gonna look in a sewer?" Donnie reminded him. "Now, according to his bracelet, Thomas has diabetes, so I'm gonna plan out a diet for him, and keep track of his blood sugar.. As for his autism, I'll have to research more about it. Until then, Sophie can you plan a routine for Thomas?

"Why?" Sophie asked, curiously.

"Well, I know people with autism like to have routines. It makes them calmer." Donnie explained as Sophie thought about how to plan the day. Looking at Thomas, he seemed more interested on ripping the button off his shirt then he did the blocks.

"No Thomas." Sophie said as he pulled the small hand away from the button and put a block in instead. Thomas didn't look up at the mention of his name, nor did he start playing with the block. He just set it down gently beside him, and concentrated on the button again.

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That evening, Sophie had planned out a schedule with Don, who had now researched the basics of autism. Suddenly, Sophie heard yelling. Coming out to the den, she found Thomas poking a dead rat on the floor. "Ew, Thomas no!" She said as she picked up the boy away from the animal. Thomas screamed, being taken from the small dead rodent. Sophie cringed herself, looking at the dead rat. Doing the only thing she could, she kicked the rat away before taking Thomas into her room and putting him in the crib.

After yelling for another minute, Sophie observed the new behavior he was doing. Inside the crib, on the bars was a set of green disks that would spin when you flicked them. Thomas flicked the one and watched it spin. Then, he looked at the other one, and made it spin. He giggled at his new discovery, and continued to spin them, one after the other.

Soon, she took Thomas out of the crib and brought him to the table. She wiped his hands with a soapy cloth before checking the list her purple clad uncle made to what foods he could eat. Next on the list was supper and although she wasn't too interested, Thomas was. She picked two foods, actually portioning some for herself. Lining all his cheerios up around the small cup of sugar free applesauce, Thomas looked at each cheerio very carefully before eating it. When they were all eaten, he stuck his fingers into the applesauce and sucked it off his fingers.

Sophie was very careful with her eating too, only eating seven cheerios, and she thought even that was too much. But keeping in mind that the whole family was watching her, she managed to also eat a few bites of applesauce. That night, after putting Thomas to sleep, she thought again of what her sensei had told her. ...His survival is imperatively intertwined with your own, in more ways than one.