A/N: Hey. I'm new to fanfiction, sooooo here's my first fic. IT'S NOT A ONE-SHOT. I've seen so many with the turtles grateful to have their brother/brothers back, and ready to face everything that comes their way, but I hardly ever see what comes their way. So here's a story, with the recovery.
I DON'T OWN THE TURTLES! I'M NOT POSITIVE WHO DOES, BUT IT'S NOT ME,
They had found them. After a month of looking for their missing baby brothers, they had found them.
Bishop had somehow managed to capture Mikey and Don. Leo and Raph had freaked out when, in the morning, they found their two little brothers had not returned home the night before. They had found the battle shell at the junkyard, and had become even more worried when they found Don's Bo split in half, and Mikey's nunchuck chain broken. Blood was nearby.
The two frantic older brothers searched everywhere they could think of, desperate to find their missing brothers. And, after time, they had gotten a lead as to where they may be.
That lead led Raph and Leo to Mikey and Don.
They had gone through the abandoned building carefully, afraid that it could be a trap. But, soon enough, they came to a small cell in the basement. A cell, that held both of their brothers.
Don and Mikey looked terrible. They were close together, holding the other as if afraid to let go. Neither had their mask, belt, or knee pads and elbow pads on. They had dirt and blood all over them. Hunger, thirst, and exhaustion was clear from how they looked. Both of them looked up when the door opened. Their eyes were dazed, but held fear in them as well.
Leo and Raph were horrified by their brother's appearance, but hid it. They slowly sat down, letting the tortured turtles realize who it was who had opened the door. Mikey realized it was their brothers first. He leaned into Don a little more, and said something to him that the older two didn't hear. Don's eyes never left them, but widened when he saw that it truley was their brothers.
"Leo?" the hoarse voice of Donatello mad Leo want to cry, but he held back and nodded.
"Raphie?" it was Michelangelo's voice that hurt Raph, but he somehow managed to smile at his baby brother.
"It's us, guys," Leo said quietly, "Gave us quite a scare, little brothers. But we need to get out of here. Can you walk?"
Mikey and Don looked dazed, as if they were somewhere else as well, but both nodded, and slowly began to get up. Raph and Leo were right there to help them.
Getting out of the horrid place was slow going. Mikey and Don could hardly walk, and eventually the two older turtles just picked the two up. No protest was heard from one of the damaged turtles. It seamed as if they hardly noticed.
The drive home was uneventful. Raph drove (slowly for once) while Leo looked over the two formerly missing turtles. It was easy to see they needed food, water, and a good long sleep, but it was hard to tell if they were injured due to all the grime covering their bodies. Leo gave them some water from the many water bottles kept in the battle shell.
They got back to the lair late at night (or early in the morning) and Master Splinter was asleep. Raph and Leo silently agreed to let him sleep, for the last month had been hard on their father.
"Guys," Raph said gently to the two dazed turtles, who turned their heads to look at him as he spoke. "Me and Leo are goin' ta bring ya both to the bathroom and help you clean up. OK?" Mikey and Don both nodded, so the older brothers brought them to the bathroom.
They quickly cleaned them up, getting all the dirt and blood off of them, being very gentle in case they were hurt. What worried the two protective older brothers was how they had some injuries, that were already taken care of. Mikey had a stitched up cut on the back of his head, while Donny had many different stitched up cuts all over his arms and legs. Both had filthy bandages, covered in dirty and blood, pressed against their sides, and we're covered in smaller lacerations everywhere. Not knowing what else to do, Leo and Raph used the first aid kit to quickly clean and bandage their wounds.
As they worked silently, they couldn't help but worry about the two injured turtles. Usually, Mikey would complain on how the rubbing alcohol stung, making a big deal of his injuries. Usually, Don would tell them exactly what to do, if he let his brothers bandage him up that is. Usually, both nearly always would try to hide any other injuries. But both of them sat silently, watching their brothers patch them up, even being somewhat helpful when it came to spotting smaller injuries.
It worried the older two more then anything.
Raph and Leo finished caring to their brothers's injuries at nearly the same time. "How about we get you guys to bed? You look really tired," Leo suggested. Mikey and Don mutely nodded as they stood up slowly. The older siblings helped the younger siblings to their rooms.
That's when things got a little strange.
Mikey went first. As he and Raph started turning to go into Mikey's room, Mikey started struggling in Raph's grip, trying to go a different way then his room. Don started soon after, struggling to get away from Leo. The worried older brothers locked eyes for the briefest moment, before turning so that Mikey and Don could see each other again. Both stressed siblings calmed instantly after seeing the other. Protective older brothers shared another look.
"You guys want to sleep together?" Raph asked the two, who nodded destactedly. Raph quickly steered Mikey towards Donnie's, barley used, room. The four brothers entered the room, walking over to the bed. Raph put Mikey down on one side, while Leo put Donnie on the other. Both turtles instantly moved closer together, seeking comfort through a well known touch. They quickly fell asleep.
Leo and Raph left the room quietly, only going right outside the door to the room, not willing to go far away from the two sleeping turtles.
"God, Leo," Raph said, "What the hell's wrong with 'um?"
Leo sighed. "I don't know, Raph. They seemed out of it, like they were drugged or something."
Raph nodded in agreement. "They don't seem hurt to bad, but I don't even want to think about half of thoes new scars came from."
"Neither do I," Leo agreed, "But you know we need to push past that, right?" When Raph nodded, ever so slightly, Leo continued "Our little brothers need us, Raph. And we need to be there for them."
"I know, Fearless," Raph snapped, "But it gets me so mad thinking about what they must have gone through, what Bishop must have done to them."
"I know, Raph," Leo put a comforting hand on Raph's arm, "But we'll make it through this. Just like we always do."
And so the two older brothers walked back into Donnie's room, ready to face all the challenges to come.
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