So I'm trying something new and having been looking around for some kind of prompts to help me as of late as the plot bunnies just don't want to come and help me out here! (evil bunnies that they are)

I've found this 64 prompt 'thing' on LJ and have decided that, as a challenge to myself, I'm going to write a one-shot for all 64! To make it easy to understand this is how the title will be written - Number prompt. Word. i.e (1. 2am.)

So here's the first one, hope you read, review and enjoy!

Disclaimer: turtles and rat are not mine

Abby

1. 2 am.

After seventeen years it was still his youngest brother's voice that pulled him roughly from his peaceful sleep. Honey brown eyes snapped open at the sound of an anguished scream that shattered the previous quiet of the lair. Quickly pulling himself out from the cocoon his blue blankets provided he made his way out of his room, not before glancing at his bedside clock that showed the time 2:00am glaring back at him in a striking red light.

Without further ado he moved silently and quickly through the lair as years of ninja training had taught him. He didn't stop moving until he reached his brothers door and pushed it aside without a second thought, vaguely registering that he was the first on the scene.

The sight before him was a familiar one. His baby brother was sitting up in bed; shocked out of his continuous screaming by Leo's sudden opening of the door. His body was drenched with sweat and he was noticeably shaking as he held a death grip on his faded orange blankets.

Without even sparing a glance at the messy room his brother lived in, Leo moved quickly and with practiced ease through the maze of objects and over to his trembling sibling, his big blue eyes were shinning with tears that threatened to spill over as they watched Leo with an unbelievable look on his face, like he almost couldn't believe that it really was his eldest brother walking over to him.

Without a second thought Leo enveloped his baby brother in a comforting and protective hug that caused the sobs and whimpers that had yet to come forth from his brother to show themselves as he felt two shaking hands let go of the blankets and clamp onto his arm and the top lip of his plastron.

"Shh Mikey, it's all ok now." He whispered to the younger turtle as he carefully pushed him over so that he could also sit upon the bed, the boy in his arms moving so he was draped over his big brother like a personal blanket.

Sudden heavy breathing alerted Leo to the audience of three that were now standing at the entrance of the youngest member of the family's room. Raph was bent over double; apparently having been quite worried about the sudden screaming and then it suddenly stopping. Donnie stood there, eyes bright with worry and slight fear at the possibilities of what had happened with their father next to him, calm as always, though the grip on his walking stick was unusually tight.

Without a word Don smiled at seeing Mikey being comforted in Leo's arms before turning and leaving, planning on returning to bed as it was only two in the morning. Raph let out a small grunt before turning and leaving as well through from the sound of it he didn't return to bed right away but went into the kitchen, probably for a glass of water. Their father just smiled slightly and gave a nod before turning and leaving too.

This left Leo to comfort the distraught turtle in his arms as the remainder of his family left them in the dark room. Shifting slightly, Leo managed to move Mikey so that he was holding him more firmly before he began to speak once more.

"Mikey, shh, it's ok now…" He gently crooned to him, hoping to calm him down somewhat. Ten minutes passed and found the two turtles sitting in relative quiet, the occasional hiccupped sob coming from the younger as the elder simply held him tightly and made the occasional soothing sound.

When even those sounds had died down Leo let out a sigh of his own.

"So… do you want to tell me what's wrong?" He asked gently. The grip his brother had on him tightened considerably.

"N-no, I don't wanna talk about i-it." Mikey rasped out, sniffing pathetically. He knew that had Leo been any one of his other two brothers that simple statement would generate a very different reaction. While Raph would probably yell at him angrily for not telling him what was scaring him so much and Donnie would sigh and explain that in order to find the root of what was probably an irrational fear they needed to talk about it; Leo simply nodded his head, understanding that there where some demons that you just couldn't bring yourself to speak of.

"Just stay with me, 'k Leo?" He asked, not even caring that he now sounded like he was five-years-old once more.

"Sure Mikey." Leo said, leaning back in the bed and allowing his little brother to curl around him like he was the only source of heat in a freezing room. Gently Leo rubbed comforting circles on his brothers shell, something he always did after Mikey had a nightmare and couldn't calm down enough to fall back to sleep.

"I'll stay for as long as you want." He whispered.

"Love you Leo." Mikey said as his eyes began drooping, the fears and flash backs of the awful dream already beginning to fade as he was comforted by his big brothers presence.

"I love you too, Mikey." Leo smiled softly, relaxing as his baby brother did, knowing that another sleepless night had been avoided. With one last glance around the room he noticed that a clock not unlike his was located on one of the shelves in the room, the familiar glaring red digits glared at him displaying 2:14am.

As the red digits flicked over to 2:15am Leo closed his eyes, knowing that his presence with his baby brother would be enough to prevent any further bad dreams that night.

So hope you all enjoy it! Please r&r!!