USUAL DISCLAIMER: I don't own the TMNT and I won't be making any money off this. It's purely for fun.
The other characters are my own.

Leo is sixteen
Raphael is 15
Don is 14
Mikey is 13

Olivia's seventeen
Rachael is 16
Laura is 14
Samantha is 13

On the evening of the twenty-sixth of November, shortly after ten-thirty, Raph was on his way home from patrol, when he was jumped by several Purple Dragons. He fought bravely and managed to ward off a few, but they kept coming, wearing him down. He kept attacking, standing his ground. "Ready to give up, reptile?" Hun snarled.
"Never," Raph said.
Hun nodded at his men who threw a smoke bomb. Rubbing his eyes and coughing, Raphael was at the mercy of the thugs, who immediately tackled him and started pummelling him. Raph blacked out mercifully, but still the men kept assaulting him. Hun made several slashes in Raph's plastron with his knife and grinned when blood started to drip onto the ground. Then he did the same to his arms and legs. Finally, he kicked Raph in his groin area and sides. "Is he going to die?" one thug asked.
Looking at the battered, bruised and bloody turtle, Hun smiled. "If he doesn't get help fast, he will. Let's get out of here." Hun spat at Raph. Then he and his thugs ran off into the night.

Olivia was on the way home from visiting friends, when she saw a peculiar object lying on the pavement not far from her house. Peering down she saw that it was unlike anything she'd ever seen before. Looks like a turtle? she thought. It wasn't moving. Is it dead? she wondered. Bending down, she checked the creature's pulse. Faint, but still breathing. I have to move him. Pulling out her cell, she dialled a number. "Rach, you home?" she asked.
"Yeah. What's up, Liv?"
"I need your help. Can you come outside. I'll explain then."
"Okay, sis."

Rachael joined her sister outside and said, "What the hell is that, Liv?"
"I think it's a turtle and it's been beaten up. Help me move it inside."
"Inside? What if it's dangerous? Look at those weapons in his belt. What the hell are they? What if he attacks us with them?"
"Rach, just help me move it and they're called sai."
"What if it bites us?"
Olivia huffed in annoyance. "It's a cold night, Rach. It could die outside and judging by its bad shape, I don't think it's going to hurt us. So help me."
"Fine," Rachael said, sighing. "But if it turns on us, it's your fault."

The teenage girls gently lifted up Raph and took him inside. "To my room," Olivia said.
"You have to be kidding," Rachael said.
"No. It'll be safe and warm for him there. Then get me some towels and some cloths."
"I still think this is a bad, bad idea, sis."

The girls lowered Raph into Olivia's bed. Then Olivia said, "The towels, some warm water and cloths. I need to clean the poor thing. Did Sam and Laura come home?"
"No, they decided to stay over at their friend's house."
"Okay. Get those items. It's okay," Olivia soothed, stroking Raph's head. "You're safe now."

Rachael appeared with the items, handed them to Olivia and said, "I think I'm going to bed. That thing looks dangerous. Look at its muscles. Must be a boy. Freakiest thing I ever saw."
"Go if you want," Olivia said, tending to Raph's wounds.
"You always had a soft spot for weird things. I mean, like your last boyfriend, who was in that cult, but this takes the cake. A giant turtle. Ugh. And an ugly one at that. See you later."

"I'm sorry about that," Olivia said to the still unconscious Raph. "My sister can be an insensitive ass. I don't think you're ugly. In fact, you're kind of handsome for a turtle." Olivia got out her sewing kit and stitched up the gashes Hun had made. Then she gently cleaned Raph all over, removing his bloody belt and gear in the process and leaving them on the table next to her bed. "Look at your skin. It's the most beautiful colour green I've ever seen. Emerald. There we go. I managed to stop the blood flow and you should be fine when you wake up. All done." Olivia removed Raph's bandanna, set it down on the table beside his other gear and said, "Goodnight. Rest easy now." She went into the bathroom to do her ablutions.

Golden eyes flickered open, taking in his new surroundings. Where the hell am I Raph wondered? Reaching down for his weapons, he saw that he was naked and in a bed. Where am I? His eyes wandered over the room. Posters of heart throbs on the wall, an autographed photo of Paul Walker on the bedside table, where he noticed his weapons and gear. Definitely a teenage girl's room. Shit. I have ta get home. Need ta call the guys. Raph strapped the belt to himself and dug in the pockets looking for his T-phone. Damn. Not there, he thought angrily. How can I call them now? I'll just go home. He forced himself into a sitting position, grimacing at the pain coursing through his body. Then he tried to stand up, but his legs gave way and he collapsed onto the floor with a dull thud, his eyes slamming shut.

What the heck, Olivia thought, hearing the crash. Running out of the bathroom, she was alarmed to see the turtle on the floor. Silly thing must have tried to get up, she thought, looking at the belt he was wearing. Using all her strength, she dragged Raph back to bed and lifted him in. Then she pulled the covers over him. "Silly boy. You need to stay in bed."

Golden eyes opened and glared at her. "Who are ya?" Raph demanded. "And where am I?"
"My name's Olivia Mason and you're in my bedroom."
Raph stared at the dark haired and blue-eyed girl. She was a beauty, but he knew deep down that she couldn't like anyone like him. He was a freak and he'd never find love. She stared back at him, unafraid, which surprised him. He was used to people screaming when they saw him. "I'm pleased you're awake. What's your name?" she asked.
"Raphael."
"Well, Raphael, you must be very hungry. I have some left overs that my family..."
"How did I get here?"
"I found you near my house and took you inside. It's brutal out there and it's starting to snow. "
"I hope ya didn't..."Raph said, and started to blush.
"No, I didn't touch you. So how about some grub? You like turkey? I have no idea what turtles eat."
"We eat whatever ya humans eat."
"I'll be back in a few moments. And what would you like to drink? Hot chocolate?"
"Thanks."
"You relax, okay?"

Raph closed his eyes. She didn't scream, she didn't freak out, he thought. She treated me like I was normal. She seems really nice. No, I can't get feelings for her. It wouldn't work out. I'm a freak and she's well, she could have any guy she wanted.

Olivia returned a few minutes later with a tray that she set on his lap. Raph looked at the plate on it that contained turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, cranberry sauce, yams, pumpkin, pea, carrots and squash and his stomach growled. "Hah. I knew you'd be hungry," Olivia said, taking the cup of hot cholate off of the tray and putting it on the dresser.
"Thanks," Raph said, tucking in. His eyes lit up as the flavours and smell attacked his senses. "This is so good. Thanks for this."
"You're welcome. It's Thanksgiving Eve. Do you celebrate it, Raphael?"
"Yeah. We had Thanksgivin' lunch earlier."
"We? So there are more of you?"
Raph stabbed a piece of carrot with his fork, chewed, debating whether he could trust her. He decided he could. She had after all rescued him from the extremities. "Yeah," he said. "My brothers and my dad."
"You're the eldest?"
"No. Leo's sixteen, then me. I'm fifteen. Then there's Don and Mikey, who are fourteen and thirteen. Ya have siblings?"
"I'm seventeen and Rachael, Samantha and Laura are sixteen, fourteen and thirteen."
"Are they as pretty as ya?" Raphael blurted out, then realizing what he'd said, he blushed. Olivia laughed. It sounded like bells and Raph loved it.
"Your family must be worried. Do you want to call them?"
"I'll pay ya back for the call."
"No need. Are you close to your brothers?"
"Yeah, especially Leo. We fight a lot, but there's no one I admire more than him and I love him most. But having said that I'd die for any of my brothers. No questions asked. Ya'd like my brothers. They're pretty cool. Don's the genius, Mikey's the prankster and Leo's more reserved, but he has a kind heart."
"And you?"
"I'm the hothead and Mr. macho." Raph chewed a piece of turkey and added, "I often do things without thinkin', and I have a fierce temper."
Olivia smiled. "I bet you have some wonderful qualities, too, Raphael."
"Maybe. Hey, thanks again," Raph said, finishing the last piece of turkey and reaching for his cup of hot chocolate. "That was the best food I ever had."
"Thanks. Space for dessert?"
Raph sipped the hot chocolate and said, "Yeah. What did ya make?"
"My mother's recipe for pumpkin pie. Cream or ice cream?"
"Cream, please."
"You can call your family. I'll be back in a bit."

Raph reached for the phone beside the bed and dialled Don's T-phone. "Hey, Don," he said.
"Where the hell are you, Raph? We're been worried sick."
"I'm-ya will never believe it. I got ambushed by Hun and his goons and I'm at a girl's house."
"Doing what? Come home now."
"I can't. It's snowin' outside and I'm still sore. Ya can come and get me in the mornin'."
"Raph, can she be trusted?"
"I think so. She nursed me, gave me dinner and she's beautiful, Don. Like an angel. Ya should see her."
"Raph, forget it. She'd never date you. You know that, so don't get hopeful."
"Yeah, I know that," Raph said sadly. "See ya tomorrow, Don. Tell the guys I say hi."

Raph disconnected the call and sighed. I know that. No one is ever gonna love me.

Olivia appeared with a plate of dessert and handed it to him. "Here you go," she said.
"Thanks," Raph said, digging in and tasting it. "Wow. This is amazin'."
"Glad you like it."
"So where is yer mom?"
"She and my dad died a few years ago. Car crash."
"I'm sorry. It must have been rough on ya."
"Yes, but especially my youngest sister. Laura was extremely close to dad. We were sent to live with my mom's sister. Didn't go well. She was vindictive and mean and I got emancipated last year. I have two part time jobs and study online."
"Good on ya. I'm sorry, though, for yer loss."
"Thanks, Raphael."
"Uh, it's Raph, ta family and friends."
Olivia smiled. "I like that. Raphael is dignified, posh, but Raph sounds so manly."
"Hah. That's me," Raph said, and chuckled.
"Did you call your family?"
"They'll be here in the mornin' ta get me."
"Good. You have lovely eyes, Raphael. Did you know that? The most unusual color I've ever seen."
Raph blushed again. Then, clearing his throat, he said, "Thanks for helpin' me. I owe ya."
"No, you don't. You finished?"
"Yeah, thanks. This was incredible."
"Do you need to go to the bathroom?"
"Yeah."

Olivia helped him to the bathroom, leaving him alone while he did what he needed to do. Then she helped him back to bed. Pulling the covers over him, she smiled again. "Get some sleep, Raph."
"I will," Raph said, yawning.
"Happy Thanksgiving," Olivia said, kissing his cheek. "Sleep well." She grabbed the plate and left the room.
"Night," Raph said, trying not to blush.

Left alone, Raph rubbed his cheek and smiled. This is the best Thanksgivin' ever. Maybe I will find love and Don was wrong. Raph closed his eyes and soon fell asleep, dreaming of the girl he now regarded as his angel