A/N: So I've rewritten this three times with three different songs, and this is the end result. It meant a lot, being the first of the companion piece, so I wanted it to be special. It starts in the beginning of the story. I decided to write it in Raph's view point, seeing as we know how Mimi felt. Anyway here we go!

The next chapter of What Matters Most is almost done, sorry for the wait, guys, really.

Disclaimer: The TMNT are not mine, this song is not mine, but the idea, and the new characters are.

#1 Is It Broken?

Song: Broken by Secondhand Serenade

(Raph/Mimi)

In the moonlight
Your face it glows
Like a thousand diamonds
I suppose

He had been sitting on the roof of her building since it got dark, knowing she would come up. He always found his way back to her roof, or her fire escape. He told himself it was a simple gesture to make sure she was alive and well, but it was simply him needing to see her. Even if he didn't talk to her, Raphael needed to see her.

The stairwell door opened and she walked across the roof. God, she was gorgeous at night. Sure, she was hot at anytime, but something about the way the moon cast a light on her had always gotten to Raph. A frown creased her brow, a usual look for her now-a-days. She was always frowning about something lately.

And your hair flows like
The ocean breeze

There was a small breeze from the coast, and it moved through her hair. He wouldn't lie, he liked it better longer, and he loved it black. It just seemed to be more natural, which was not surprising, it was her natural hair color. He remembered the nights he had fallen asleep with his large fingers tangled in her hair. The way she used to turn on her heel slapping him with her hair on purpose.

Not a million fights
Could make me hate you

She sat on the ledge, looking down. And Raph felt a pang in his chest. If only she knew how much he was hurting as well. How bad he wanted to chase after last night after their fight. If only she knew that she gave him too much space, and now his room was bare and he could only be in there when he was so exhausted he would pass out as soon as he hit the bed.

When she started moving he narrowed his eyes to watch her even closer. He watched worriedly as she stood on the ledge shakily. He panicked not knowing if she was simply trying to get a better look at something, or if she was being completely delusional and planning on jumping. The thought of that made him react alone, he couldn't stay hidden.

"MIMI, STOP!"

You're invincible
Yeah, It's true

He hadn't felt so free in a year than the first night she rode with him on the motorcycle. Full speed on city roads, as she held onto him for dear life. It was like a weight being lifted of his shoulders. And when the small chuckle came through the communication system and right into his ear he grinned and had to pop the front wheel up. He was just too giddy not to.

It's in your eyes
Where I find peace

They laid there on her bed, catching up. Nothing like most of the deep talks they had in the past, but hearing her voice, let alone laying next to her was all Raphael could ask for. And as she spoke carefully about how her life had been going for the past year Raph found himself lost in those eyes. Happier than he'd seen them the day before, but still gaurded and suspicious.

Is it broken?
Can we work it out?

And as he left that night, hoping not to get caught by Casey, he found himself wondering if those gorgeous eyes would be gaurded forever. If he had totally screwed up this chance he had with a girl he knew he didn't say he appreciated enough. But then again Raphael thought a lot of sweet, and even nice things. Whether or not he said them was a completely different story.

Let's light up the town, scream out loud!

Being Nightwatcher had never been more fun since she had begun tagging along. Riding the bike into the late hours of the night, and leaping across rooftops just seemed to be even more relieving when she was less than two steps behind him. And the way they ended each night by sitting on some rooftop watching the stars without uttering a word was just…perfect.

Is it broken?
Can we work it out?

When he and Donnie fought about Mimi, he knew that wasn't the real reason for the argument. Don was leader in Leo's absence, and he thought he could convince Raph to fight less and work more. Raphael disagreed of course, but he didn't expect there to be so much tension between him and his usually generally controlled brother. Donnie had uttered the truth which he had been avoiding all year, the truth that he tried to deny…

'So you two are all buddy buddy again, and she's completely forgotten about how you broke her heart because you couldn't handle Leo leaving along with the triplets?'

I can see in your eyes
You're ready to break
Don't look away.

When Mike had told them that Mimi had heard their fight Raphael's stomach dropped to the ground. He knew this would not be good, she was making so much progress and he didn't want there to be any set backs. He wanted his Mimi back. He quickly suggested they go see if she was at home to check up on her. Donnie nodded guiltily, and they set off.

When she arrived home in the middle of their conversation, covered in blood, and looking like she had been hit by a train; he felt an angry rage of guilt. He couldn't say anything, only listen to her lies, not missing that she couldn't meet his eye. He was all too surprised they had believed her story, but then again, they didn't know her like he did.

So here we are now
In a place where
The sun blended
With the ocean thin.

When he found her at Central Park he was nervous, but he would never let it show. Just like she hid her pain so well, she hid the quiet suffering she had been going through all year. He only wanted things to be right again, and he wanted her to forgive him. But afterall she was Mimi, and she wasn't quick to forgive.

So thin, we stand
Across from each other
Together we'll wonder
If we will last these days

And everyday from then on was just as confusingly amazing as the last. They were still unsure of were they stood, but they knew they were fixing things. They were fixing each other. Still, they had to wonder if one of them would make a mistake and the other would be too proud and stubborn to push past it. If they would end up apart for so long, yet again. The idea made Raph a bit nauseated.

If I asked you to stay
Would you tell me
You would be mine?

The first day she spent back in the lair she walked into his room. Looking around while he had gone to the bathroom. She smiled as she saw an old sweatshirt she must've missed when she left in her haste to get away so she could cry her eyes out. He had placed it over and extra pillow, so when he hugged it to him he could smell her scent faintly.

"It's not the same without your shit all over the place…" He said from the door way and she smiled softly.

"Does the sweatshirt still smell like me?" She asked softly.

"Nah." Raph said, "But I couldn't sleep without it…" She didn't respond, "Ya' left a notebook here too…" Mimi looked over to him with a frown and he nodded to the block of wood that served as a bedside table. On it was one of her old notebooks.

"Did you read it?" She asked walking over and flipping through the filled pages.

"If I was awake…" He said, she set the notebook down and looked back to the sweatshirt.

"If you want I can take the sweatshirt home and wash it, wear it a couple of times…" She turned to him, "Y'know to get the smell back in there…"

"Or you could just stay." Raph offered and she looked taken aback.

"Raph…"

And time
Is all I ask for

"Mimi, I told you I want things to be the way they used to be…" He said sternly, "Just give me the time with you to work on it…"

"You had a year to work on it." She responded coldly.

Time
I just need one more day

"I just need time for you to remember how good it was." Raph said, "You just need a taste of happiness…"

And time
You've been crying too long

"I know it's hard for you to forgive, but ya' can't just throw away what we had!"

"You did." She said in softer voice, he faltered.

"I didn't throw anythin' away!" Raph said outraged, "Ran away, maybe, but I would never throw away what we had!" Mimi clenched her eyes shut and some tears brimmed over and rolled down her cheeks. "I don't want you to cry anymore…" He said it colder than he meant to.

Time
And your tears wrote this song
Stay

"Just give it some time…" He repeated softly walking over to her and wiping away one the tears from her cheek. "Ya' think I like seein' ya' cry?" He asked rhetorically, "Please, just stay."

In the moonlight
Your face it glows

And the way she looked at night still fascinated him, when they went out on their vigilante beating sprees. The way she smiled after defeating an opponent imprinted itself in his mind and every day he found himself falling deeper and deeper into a need to see her everyday, an aching pain in his chest whenever she walked away.

Is it broken?
Can we work it out?
Let's light up the town, scream out loud!
Is it broken?
Can we work it out?
I can see in your eyes
You're ready to break
Don't look away.

So maybe they weren't as broken as he'd thought, and if they were they were doing a hell of a job patching it back up. She still had the far off, broken look in her eyes sometimes, but that wasn't from him. That wasn't because he was too stupid to realize what was really best for the both of them. Because that was an easy one.

They were best for each other.