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Ch 7 Epilogue.

Three days had gone by since Splinter and his sons had dealt with the specter and now that things were finally getting back to normal he felt he could finally start getting back to his evening supply runs without fear of the outside world discovering their little home. But on this supply run, although it was not yet night out, Splinter decided he had to make an special stop earlier in the day. He had seen on the TV that services were being held for a Mr. Dominic T. Williamson and he would be buried that same day. And after everything that had happened, he felt the need to pay his respects to the man for helping him to save his sons.

He made his way via the rooftops toward a cemetery near where Mr. Williamson's home had been and he found a tall tree he could easily hide in. He watched patiently as the last of the funeral guest gave their condolences to the man's family then slowly made their way out of the churchyard toward waiting cars. It was several more minutes before the family said their tearful goodbyes and Splinter found himself swallowing a growing lump in his throat as the young woman who had been with her father that night Splinter had come to him, cried hard in her brother's arms.

After they had finally gone, Splinter cautiously walked toward the still open grave and placed a hand tenderly on the coffin. He knew the workers would be there shortly to finish putting the coffin in the ground but he felt it was necessary to say a few final words.

"I just wanted to say thank you to you, Mr. Williamson," Splinter began as he caressed the top of the casket gently, "Even in death you were able to help your mother and now I and my sons are safe." He walked over to a wreath that was to the right of Mr. Williamson's headstone. He placed the picture of Jessica and the eight year old Dominic on the wreath then walked over to the headstone on the other side of the wreath where a newly fresh grave laid. Splinter smiled and nodded as he read the name.

JESSICA V. WILLIMASON, BELOVED MOTHER AND GRANDMOTHER.

'Very fitting.' Splinter thought to himself. He placed his paw on the headstone and smiled down, 'Rest in peace Ms. Jessica,' He looked over to the other headstone, 'You as well Mr. Williamson.' With one last look at the picture, Splinter nodded then left the cemetery to continue on his supply run.

~End~