Disclaimer: Of course I don't own those adorable turtles, if I did I wouldn't be flat broke at the moment.

A/N: Although this is a sequel to Bound and Revelations, it is a good stand alone too. This fic is primarily for Raph, but will contain some yummy Donnie/Sarah fluff too. Hope you enjoy.

The motorcycle screamed down the street, mimicking the mood of its driver. Raph cursed as he flew around yet another corner. How dare that pompous jerk tell him he was being reckless! They'd been in a fight with some Foot earlier in the night. Raph had knocked over a water tower in the process throwing most of the Foot off the roof. The problem was Mikie had nearly gone with them.

Once they'd returned home Leo had promptly started his lecture. Raph didn't see what the big deal was he'd saved all their shells. And Mikie was fine after all, though a bit waterlogged.

He growled as he rounded another curve. He didn't see the other cycle until he was nearly on top of it. He swerved his bike skidding sideways along the cement. The other cyclist managed to jump the turtle and his now shredded bike.

Raph groaned from the ground where he'd slid to a stop. He was vaguely aware of the other cycle coming to a stop a few yards away. He rubbed his head as a pair of boots appeared in front of him. The person jerked off their helmet and glared at him. "Are you crazy! You could have killed me or yourself or both of us!"

Raph stared in shock at the woman that stood over him. She was gorgeous, with short blond hair and startling green eyes. The black leather pants and jacket accentuated every curve. She was petite but not as small as Sarah. Though to Raph, Sarah had always seemed small even by normal human standards.

Perhaps it was his lack of response or maybe her anger had given way to relief, but she paused giving him a concerned look. "Hey, are you alright? Do you need an ambulance?"

Raph grunted as he started to push himself up off the cement, which as it turned out was a very bad idea. Pain shot through his left arm which had taken the worst of his fall. "I'm fine." He ground the words out through gritted teeth. His arm felt like it was broken.

The young woman didn't seem to buy that at all. "Oh, so you're one of those macho types. Stuff your ego; I'll call you a bus." She flipped open her cell, but before she could dial the phone it was snatched from her hand.

"No. No hospitals." Raph growled as he stuffed the phone in his jacket and moved to where his bike lay on its side. He struggled to get the heavy machine upright with only one arm.

"Stop being stubborn and let me call for help. You're obviously hurt."

"No." He at last gave up letting the bike fall back to the ground. "Donnie's gonna kill me."

The woman brushed past him to upright the cycle. "Why?"

"Why what?" Raph was already becoming annoyed with the conversation.

"Why, no hospitals?" She turned a critical eye on the bike. "You did a pretty good number on it, but it's nothing I can't fix."

He looked her up and down. This woman, who was obviously a great cyclist, was now telling him that she was also a mechanic. He attempted to take the bike from her, rather unsuccessfully. "Let's just say I don't like them. And don't worry about the bike, my brother and I'll fix it."

She reached out and grabbed his left arm. It wasn't a hard grab but it made Raph wince never the less. "And who will fix that? It's broken or don't you know that?"

"My brother can fix that, too."

She frowned. "Well, your brother sounds like he's pretty smart, unlike you." She sighed. "Come on, my garage is just around the corner. You can wait on him there."

"I can wait on him here."

"Do you even know where you are?" She waved a hand around them indicating the neighborhood. "You're deep in purple dragon territory. You stay here and you walk away in nothing but your underpants, if that."

Raph grunted. As much as he hated to admit it, he was in no position to fight off even the purple dragons at the moment. "Fine."

He went to take the bike again but she brushed him off and folded her arms. "First my phone." She held out her hand. "I won't call anyone." He handed it back to her begrudgingly. She stuffed in her pocket and maneuvered the bike so he could push it.

She moved back to her own bike which was black and chrome. "I'm Cat by the way."

"Raphael, but my bros call me Raph." He followed her slowly pushing the heavy bike with just one hand and keeping it balanced with his hip. Cat didn't lie they were barely a block from her garage. An old sign hung over the large metal door that read Cat's Cycles. He watched as she unlocked the door. "You own this place?"

She glanced over her shoulder at him as she pushed up the door. "Yeah, for now anyways."

Raph pushed his bike in and leaned it as best he could against a work bench. "What do you mean? You thinkin' about sellin'?" He kept his helmet on as she turned on the lights and closed the door behind them.

"More like forced out. Some big developer is trying to buy up the whole area. Urban renewal they call it. Problem is, I don't want to be bought out. Unfortunately, I don't think I'll have a choice."

Raph pulled his turtle-com from his pocket. "Is someone givin' you trouble?"

She turned her green eyes on him with a hollow laugh. "Yeah, the purple dragons are apparently working for them and they've run off all my regulars. At this rate I'd have to close up shop in a few months anyway."

Raph growled. "I wish there was something I could do for you."

Cat shrugged. "It's alright. This old place just hasn't been the same since my brother died. We used to run it together." She looked around at the old building. "There are a lot of ghosts here." She shook her head dismissing the memories. "Speaking of brothers, shouldn't you call yours?"

"Yeah, you're right." He opened the com and waited for a response, hoping it wasn't Leo that picked up.

After a moment, Mikie appeared on the screen. "Hey, dude. Have you blown off enough steam yet? Maybe you could bring home an I'm-sorry-pizza when you head back."

"Mikie, will you stop yammering for a minute. I had a wreck on my bike. I tore up my bike and my arm pretty good too. I need you guys to come get me."

Mikie's face scrunched with concern. "You all right?"

"I think my arms broken, but I'm safe where I am."

"Hang in there, bro. We'll be there in a few." With that the line was dropped and Raph placed the com back inside his belt.

"Was that your brother that fixes everything?" Cat asked from her position across the room.

Raph couldn't help the laugh. "Mikie? Oh, no. I wouldn't let him fix my toothbrush." He grunted as he rubbed at his now swelling arm.

Cat moved towards him. "Let me see. I'm no doctor, but I've seen enough wrecks to perform basic first aid."

Raph shook his head which was still concealed within his helmet. "No thanks, I'll just wait for my bros."

"Don't be silly. We can at least put an ice pack on it."

"No really, I'm fine." Raph put up a hand to stop her.

Cat was not at all deterred. "I thought we already got past that macho stuff?" She started to pull off his jacket.

"No, wait! I-"

She cut him off. "What is wrong with you? Are you some kinda criminal…." She trailed off as she yanked his helmet off instead.

Raph's eyes were as round as saucers. He hadn't expected her to take his helmet off like that. Now she was staring at him with those intense green eyes. The silence that followed was overwhelming. Raph decided that is was probably better if he went. He rose from the stool he'd been sitting on. "I'm leaving, okay? I don't want trouble."

Cat's soft but firm hand pressed against his chest. "No you're not. You're going to let me look at your arm."

He blinked. "You're not afraid of me?"

She shook her head. "A bit surprised, but not afraid. If you'd have wanted to hurt me, you would've done it long before now." She tugged at the collar of his jacket and he helped her slip it off. He wasn't wearing anything beneath the apparel and so he sat before her now in all his turtle glory. The only thing still hidden was his bottom half with the leather trousers and boots.

He watched in fascination as she gently probed his arm, seeing no open and gaping wounds she let out a sigh of relief. "So, how many brothers do you have? Are they all like you?" She turned to the mini-fridge beside the work bench to retrieve the ice packs she always kept handy.

Raph considered her for a moment before answering. Here she was in the middle of the night helping out the six foot turtle that had nearly killed her a half hour ago, and she had barely reacted. She was either incredibly resilient or she already knew about them. Raph settled on the former. It was unlikely she knew about them since she didn't seem to hang out with the purple dragons loitering around her shop. "Three. What about you?"

She laid the ice pack over his arm. "Just the one. Danny was stabbed in a fight with the purple dragons. He bled out before the ambulance arrived." She smiled sadly. "He was always trying to protect me. I guess that's just what big brothers do." She looked around the garage. "Sometimes when I'm here by myself, I can almost hear his voice."

"How long?"

She closed her eyes against the rising pain in her chest. "Barely a year."

"And you've held on to this place all by yourself for a year." Raph was amazed at her resolve. He placed a hand over hers. "You know, my brothers and I could help if you want to keep the place. We ain't pushovers; we could easily keep those purple dragon punks off you. "

Cat eyed him for a moment, the wheels churning behind those emerald pools. "No."

Raph snorted. "Why not?"

"Because, of a lot of reasons. First off, even if you could protect me, what about all my customers? You'd have a hard time once they left my shop and went on their merry way."

"And?"

She paced the small garage. "And secondly, I just won't do it. I won't let someone else get hurt for me. Not because of this." She waved her hands to encompass the building.

"I've beat up my share of purple punks before. Even with this busted arm, I could probably take on a dozen and not break a sweat."

"No!" Her eyes blazed with conviction. "I will not have that on my conscious. I will not let anyone else die for material possessions." She approached him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I have learned the hard way that what I lost was much worse than what I could have lost. Promise me, you won't interfere, Raph."

Slowly he nodded, though his heart was not in it. "I promise."

At that moment there was a knock at the door. Cat went to answer it cautiously. She was surprised to find a young brunette there. The woman smiled politely. "Excuse me, but I was looking for someone." Then her eyes caught sight of Raphael in his lack of disguise. Her eyes flickered to the blonde with worry. "Raph?"

"It's alright, she's cool, Sarah."

"I'm sorry. I got a bit carried away while trying to see his injuries." Cat explained.

Sarah sighed, muttering that Leo was not going to like this. "Speaking of which, do you mind?" Cat stepped aside to let her in. But before she stepped inside Sarah turned and waved into the darkness. "Since you already know, you might as well meet the rest of the boys."

As Sarah stepped inside three dark figures appeared from the shadows. Cat watched in amazement as the three turtles entered the light. The one in front that wore blue bore a concerned expression. Cat rushed to reassure him. "Your brother is okay." The relief that spread across the three brothers was palpable. Slowly they entered, finding Sarah already giving Ralph's arm a once over.

Leo stepped up near Raph. "You okay?" Raph nodded and Leo frowned. "Good. Now, what the heck were you doing?"

"It was an accident Leo." Raph scowled at his elder brother.

"That's just my point! If you weren't flying around on that thing like a bat outta hell then this wouldn't have happened. I have half a mind not to let Donnie fix it for you." Leo folded his arms over his chest.

Donnie flinched and went to stand beside Sarah as if his petite wife provided some shelter from his brothers. "Hey, keep me out of this." He looked down at his mate. "How's his arm?"

Sarah shook her head. "It's definitely broken. We'll need to set it, so it'll heal properly." She looked up at her red masked brother. "This is going to hurt." Raph understood, Sarah rarely gave such warnings but when she did it meant it was really going to hurt. He nodded. Sarah turned back to the others. "Hold him down."

"What are you doing?" Cat watched as Leo took hold of Raph from behind, Mikie gripped his right arm and Donnie took a firm grasp on his upper left arm. Sarah stepped in front of him, one hand on his wrist and the other above the broken bone.

"Take a deep breath."

"Hey wait! You can't just-" Cat was cut off by Raph's cry of pain. She watched as the little brunette cupped his face and whispered softly to him.

Leo released Raph but kept a warm hand on his shoulder. "We should go, Master Splinter is worried."

Cat scowled at Sarah. "How could you do that without giving him something for the pain!"

Sarah blinked at her in surprise before Donnie stepped between them, his angry glare making Cat take a step back. Sarah stepped calmly around him, rubbing soothingly on his arm. "Donnie, it's okay." She turned to the young woman. "My boys can handle a lot, I know their limits. And as for pain killers? Well, human medicine doesn't affect them the same way it does us. And I won't chance an overdose. It's just too risky."

"A little rest and he'll be fine." Leo assured the girl.

Mikie helped Raph off the stool. "Yeah, besides pains all in the mind, right Leo?"

Raph glared at his youngest brother. "Stuff it, Mikie." Mikie just grinned and pulled Raph's good arm over his shoulder. He gave Cat a weak smile. "Thanks for your help, maybe I'll see you around."

Cat nodded. "I hope so. But next time, try not to plow me over with your bike." She smiled when he gave her a toothy grin.

"Sure. See you." He allowed Mikie to guide him out. Leo followed them out to the van.

Donnie took hold of Raph's bike, while Sarah gathered his jacket and helmet. "I can fix the bike if you want to leave it." Cat's suggestion received a cold glare from Donnie.

"No thanks, I can handle it." He pushed the bike out the door.

Sarah paused before following him out. "Don't mind him. My husband's a bit protective of me. He'll come around." She winked. "I have a feeling we'll be seeing a lot of you in the future."

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