A/N: Thanks to LilNinjaWolf and Necro13 for the reviews. I really appreciate them I had a better and longer version of this chapter, but it got deleted so sad. Anyways, sorry it took so long for this one. I have final this week so there probably won't be another one for a while. Please let me know if there's something I need to fix or that I can make better. Thanks for reading!

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Leo turned onto the familiar dirt road. His brothers sat up and rubbed their eyes groggily.

"Ugh, I need coffee." Mikey mumbled from the backseat. Don turned around and glared at him.

"You think you need coffee." He snapped.

"Guys, let's remember why we're here. We gotta stick together." Leo said softly.

"Sorry, Leo." They muttered in unison.

Leo gently pulled up to the run down two story house and shut off the engine, plunging the car into silence except for soft breathing. Leo sadly closed his eyes, focusing on building up the wall that would hide his turmoil until later. He finally sighed and opened the door. His brothers followed suit, and they all three walked up to the house.

"You guys get something to eat and I'll look for a place and some shovels in the barn." Leo said as he broke away from his brothers and started to walk towards the barn, but Mikey grabbed his arm.

"Dude, you need to eat too. You look awful." Mikey's eyes shone with fear and instability. Leo knew that Mikey didn't just want him to eat; he wanted to make sure nothing would happen to his older brother. Leo sighed.

"Mike, I'm not hungry."

"Leo, you do need to eat. Come on, just a little." Donnie encouraged, placing a hand on Leo's shoulder.

"You guys go find some food. I'll just go find the shovels, and be right there." The hesitant, worried looks on his brothers' faces made him continue. "I promise."

Their eyes dropped, still nervous about leaving their brother, but they walked inside without another word. Leo slowly made his way to the barn and sighed. He would never find shovels in this mess. He slowly made his way from one end of the barn to the other without finding a single shovel-like tool. Frustrated, he climbed the ladder to the second story and rummaged through the various piles of rusted metal. He finally found two at the edge of the loft, but he jerked still when he heard rustling in the old hay. He quietly drew a katana and reached out to move a rusted sheet of metal behind which he heard something. The metal was heavy, but he finally managed to push it out of the way and he jumped back when a frightened pigeon fluttered near his face. He sighed to himself as his heart beats began to slow, disappointed that he was so on edge that he got frightened by a bird. He picked up the shovels and lightly stepped towards the ladder, but he ducked back into the shadows when a movement below caught his eye. It was bigger than a bird, which meant it was a threat. Maybe now he would find out who was responsible for murdering his family. He lowered himself to his plastron and pulled himself to the edge of the loft. He glanced over the edge. The intruder was gone, but there were plenty of places for him to hide. Leo hurriedly slid down the ladder with the shovels in tow. He leaned them against the wall before drawing his katana and cautiously making his way to the barn doors. His acute senses detected no other noise but his own breathing and heart, but Leo could feel a presence. He stood still for a moment, but suddenly spun when he heard something from outside.

There, standing in the bright daylight, was a transparent figure of Raph. Leo fell to his knees and grabbed his head, trying to shake free of the illusions his mind was creating.

"No, Raph is dead. Raph is dead." He muttered to himself as he pounded his fist into the scratchy grass at his knees. The tears were threatening to break free, but all of his struggling halted when the figure spoke.

"Leo!" The voice was hollow and soft, like it was coming from behind a glass window, but it was unmistakably Raph.

"Raph?" Leo cried. "Raph, just go away. You're gone. I can't take this!" Leo was laying in the grass, clutching his head by the time he finished whimpering out his plea.

The figure came closer to him, abut he just whimpered and closed his eyes, trying to build back the wall that had come crumbling down when he had seen his deceased brother.

"Guys, I got him! Damn, he looks like sh…"

Leo looked up as the voice faded away, and he was relieved to find the ghost gone. He wrapped his arms around his gut and fought the feeling to throw up.

"Leo! What the shell happened?" Leo slowly opened his eyes and looked up into the face of his now immediate younger brother.

"Don?" He mumbled.

"Yeah, are you okay?" He asked as he helped his oldest brother to his feet. Leo groaned and rubbed his head.

"I….dunno." Leo said slowly as he tried to remember what had happened. "Don! I saw Raph! He….he was a ghost! And…and he was talkin' to me!" He said quickly. Don wrapped one of his arms over his shoulders and started leading Leo towards the house.

"Leo, you're mind was probably playing tricks on you…"

"No, Don, I know it was real. He was talking to me and ev…" Leo stopped when a slight breeze blew a sharp scent of gasoline into his nose. "Mikey." He whispered. He threw Don's arm off and Ran with everything he had towards the house. Don was right behind him, and they had nearly made it to the front porch, when an enormous explosion erupted and threw them backwards. Leo quickly shook off the pain after he landed and jumped to his feet.

"Mikey!" He yelled as he reached the burning house and leapt through a cracked window, the remaining glass shattering and tearing his skin. He felt nothing, the need to find his brother overtaking all of his senses. The searing heat and smoke clouded his vision, but he pushed past the falling debris. He concluded that he was in the living room, and hurriedly made his way to the kitchen, reasoning that it was the most likely place his brother would be. Leo felt his gut twist when he didn't see his brother from the door, he shoved a burning beam and found Mikey sprawled under the now burning table, a large beam lying across his back. Leo shoved the board off with some difficulty and threw his brother over his shoulders. He searched for a way out and finally kicked open the back door, singeing his foot.

"Leo! Mikey! Where are you?" Donnie screamed near the front porch.

"Here!" Leo choked out as he fell to his knees a safe distance from the burning house and laid Mikey down. Don ran over and immediately started checking for breathing and pulse. After a few compressions, Mikey coughed and his eyes opened slowly.

"Leo…hurts…" he whimpered, tears leaking from his eyes, staining his mask darker. Leo stroked his forehead gently as Don continued to check him over.

"Leo…" Don finally breathed. Leo's gaze shot up at the despair in his brother's voice. "Leo, his shell…it snapped..." Don quietly cried, the pain in his voice angering Leo.

"I he…heard dat." Mikey gasped. "I know I'm not gonna….gonna make it. Donnie…man, bro." He stopped, out of breath and emotion clogging his throat. "Don, you're my best bud. I'll wait for you…Heaven'd better have Mario…cuz…cuz I still gotta beat you." Mikey's breathing was hollow and nearly non existent. He closed his eyes in pain, but continued talking. "And Leo…big bro….I'm sorry…for all those…those stupid things I did…."

"Mikey," Leo whispered.

"But…dude seriously….I love you" Mikey's eyes opened for a mere second and looked straight into Leo's, then to Don's "and I love you Don….keep going…for…for me…an' Raph…and Splinta…I'll tell them…hi…for…"

Mikey's chest fell, and didn't rise again. Don's upper body fell onto Mikey's plastron, one of Mike's wrists still clamped between his fingers as his body shook with sobs. Leo shifted and cradled Mikey's head in his lap, but his eyes watched the house slowly turn to ash.