The howling wind slammed against the wooden walls of the barn. Donatello could hear it whistle through the small cracks, and each panel creaked under pressure. The weather had been calm for the last week or so, however when he got up this morning the air pressure felt different and the wind had picked up. He let out a sigh and looked up at the flickering light that hung from the ceiling.

"A storm must be on its way here, I probably should have fixed the holes in the roof earlier." Donnie mumbled.

The farmhouse the gang had been hiding out at was old and needed a lot of work. Whenever Donnie wasn't tinkering around in the barn, he worked on repairs around the house. He was the turtle that needed to find things to do to keep him occupied. The lab that he was so used to was so far away; Donnie tried to keep his mind off it. After all, they can't return to the city until Leo was in good enough health to. For all he knew, the city may not even be safe to enter because the Kraang have had plenty of time within the past few months to change the environment. How long would it take for their reaches to grow?

"I should at least patch them before the storm hits" He sighed, and then lifted himself from his chair.

Stretching, Donnie calculated the ideal techniques and materials to patch the different leaks. Not only did he do repairs around the house to keep him busy, but in hopes of impressing April. Any complement or praise sent his heart fluttering. After gathering up some tools, he opened up the barn door. The force of the wind flung it open and slammed it against the outer wall. It felt cool on his skin and the wind tugged at the ends of his mask. Using his strength, Donatello pulled the door towards him and then shut it behind him.

He looked up at the trees and watched them bend and sway, the wind enticing them into a dance. The leaves made loud rustling and were being dragged away. He could see ominous dark clouds over the forest in the distance. A sound of thunder, very slight, yet present could be heard.

"I better get to it, or I won't get it done in time" he said seriously to himself.

Once he was inside the house, he looked around to see if the others were nearby. Raph was sitting with his arms crossed in the arm chair in the living room. It was rather dark in there, as the curtains were closed. Mikey was sitting on the floor crossed legged, his blue eyes brimming with excitement as they were glued to the television screen. Raph scoffed at something and Mikey let out a squeal; they were probably watching that Barbarian show again. From the kitchen, Icecream Kitty could be heard mewling, perhaps she knew the storm was coming or she just wanted attention.

Donnie closed his eyes and let out a sigh. Sometimes he felt like he was the only one who ever did anything around here that needed to be done. Well, besides April. He had seen her do some chores every day and to him, she looked gorgeous doing them. Leo was understandable; Donatello preferred it when he rested. Sometimes when he sees Leonardo in pain, he felt twinges of guilt for arguing with his brother during that time. However, now wasn't the time to dwell on it.

"Hey, guys. Um…there's a storm on its way here. It looks like it will be a heavy one so we need to prepare for it." Donnie called out as he walked up the stairs. Each step creaked, as the aging boards bent from his weight. "Where are Leo, Casey and April?" Donnie asked once he reached the floor upstairs.

Raph called out in response. "Casey and April went to the store. Leo's in his room meditating."

Donnie's reddish-brown eyes widen at the mention of Casey and April. He hated it when they got alone time. "Figures Casey would get a second with April when I'm lost in my work." He grumbled to himself. He sighed and decided to work on the hallways' leak first.

By the time Don had done his makeshift patches of the individual leaks throughout the house, Casey and April had returned. He heard the doors close on the Party Wagon outdoors, and Donnie rushed down the stairs to greet them. April, with arms full of bags came through the door first. Her red hair had strands falling out of her pony tail; it looked like the wind had tugged them free.

"Here, let me get those for you." Donnie offered.
"No, I've got it. Thanks." April replied.

Donnie looked disheartened, but he decided to not let it bother him. Casey came bumbling into the room, excited to be inside.

"Here, you can take mine." Then Casey shoved the bags onto Don. Receiving them, he let out a grunt and was about to protest. However, since April was close by he decided to take them and be mature about it. Well, enough to only shoot a glare at Casey. He went into the kitchen after April and followed by Casey. Icecream Kitty was sitting on the counter, mewling for attention.

"Mikey, come get your cat. She shouldn't be on the counter." Casey called out to Mikey, who was in the next room. The youngest turtle came bouncing into the kitchen, excited to see the haul that was brought home.

"You can get into the food after we finish prepping for the incoming storm. It's going to be a nasty one from the looks of the clouds. It'll be here any minute and after you put Icecream Kitty away you need to go out and close all the shutters, while I help April in here" Donnie told Mikey.

"Yes, Leo." Mikey replied to Donnie. He had a smirk on his face at the fact Donnie had told him what to do. In response Donnie rolled his eyes and turned away.

"Hey kitty, kitty…Be a good girl and sit in the freezer. I'll be back to play with you, ok?" Mikey petted her and set her into the fridge. He gave her a quick lick and closed the door. Once she was put away, Mikey left the kitchen.

"Hey, I'll go collect the firewood before it gets all wet. I might as well do something." Raph called out to them. He didn't even wait for an answer and the gang in the kitchen heard the front door open and close for a second time.