After answering a few questions the guys had for me, Master Splinter asked me to stay with him alone for a moment. If I was nervous before, I was anxious now. Master Splinter always knew when some one wasn't telling the whole truth. So of course he would know I was trying to hide something. But at the same time I was calm, well probably calmer then I thought I would be. I guess Master Splinter just has that affect on people. We sat together in a comfortable silence for a while, but this was also the kind of silence the makes you want to talk. I knew he wanted me to trust that he would not tell his sons what was said between the two of us unless he felt it needed to be shared. Just like the secret of his past; his sensei, the Foot, the Shredder.

"My sons call me "Master" because I am their teacher and their father but, why do you call me that?"

"Because I respect you Master Splinter. You have taught four teenage boys ninjutsu and raised them on your own and many parents have a hard enough time when there are two of them and with fewer children." Not to mention this families unique appearance.

"That's not the only reason, is it" Splinter says knowingly.

"No, it's not." I answer honestly, unsure of how to continue. "I guess I'm just use to that title in reference to you. I already knew about you guys before I came here."

"How?"

"I'm not from around here. I guess you could say I'm from an alternate dimension where you guys don't exist like this. Honestly back there you guys only exist as a work of fiction." I said avoiding eye contact.

I felt his furry hand lift my head so I was looking at him. He didn't seem angry or completely disbelieving but I thought he looked a little bit concerned. "How much do you know, my child?"

"I know about your past, about your Master Yoshi, and how things may play out around here sometime soon." It was as close as I could get with out spilling my guts all the way. But from the look on his face he understood completely.

"Come." He said caringly as he made his way to the door. I got out of my kneeling position and ignored the pinpricks on my legs as blood rushed back to them. Once the door was open I was relived to see that none of them had been eavesdropping. "My sons," Master Splinter called out in that fatherly no-nonsense tone he used occasionally. In less than a minute the boys had gathered to listen to their teacher. "After speaking with Miss Jennifer I have decided, if she so chooses, that she may remain with us for as long as is necessary."

Needles to say I was just as stunned, if not more so, as the guys. I was literally speechless. A chance to meet them would be enough for many fangirls to kill, but a chance to live with them... You would have to be crazy to turn down. I didn't know how I got here or why but I didn't care at the moment. This was the chance of a lifetime... maybe two, and I was just standing there like an idiot! I wanted to smack myself.

Fortunately I wasn't the biggest idiot in the room at the moment.

"So we can keep her?"

I'm pretty sure every one rolled their eyes at that line. Followed by a general chorus of "Mikey." In annoyed tones of course.

"No, you can't keep me Mikey." I paused just to see his reaction before adding, "But I would like to stay if I can."

A/N: No I'm not dead to those of you who may have given up on me. I am so deeply sorry for making you guys wait this long. I had a major writers block that and I had a hard time coming up with lines and stuff. Writing characters like Master Splinter isn't my strong suit. If I made any mistakes please let me know and I will fix them. R&R. Flames will be used to bake pizza.

I'll try not to take so long on my next chapter, but unfortunately I can't make any promises.

-Stormy