A/N: I don't own the turtles, I've never written a turtles fic before, and this is probably going to be garbage… but I'm gonna try anyway . Also, apologies for the short chapters.

Darkness.

Everything was hazy as the darkness swam around him. Raphael opened his eyes slowly, wondering what could've awoken him. He didn't need the toilet. He couldn't hear a noise coming from Don's room next door. There was nothing out of the ordinary.

He sighed and turned over. For some reason, this had been happening regularly for the last few nights. The time was 1:30, and Raph knew he would have trouble getting back to sleep now. He was too restless. After tossing and turning for several minutes, he made up his mind to go for a run. It would distract him and he wasn't doing anything productive just lying here. He silently made his way out of his room, past Mikey's door from which the sound of snoring was prominent and out of the lair. Once Raph was in the sewer, he began to run. The air past his face was refreshing, but the stench invaded his nostrils and he had a sudden urge to go topside. He knew he wasn't meant to, but something was calling him up there. Oh, what the hell he thought eventually. No one will know. He found the nearest ladder and climbed up into the night.

Running over the rooftops was such a relief, Raph felt free and so much better. He would never admit it to anyone, but he did sometimes get claustrophobic, especially when he was in a mood. Living with three teenage brothers could be a little cramped sometimes.

Suddenly he stopped. Someone was following him. He could sense it. Raph whipped round, but could make out no figures in the darkness.

"Who's there?" he called out. From the shadows emerged a familiar figure, dressed in black, with her dark hair hanging around her shoulders. "Karai," He growled. "What are you doing here?"

"Raphael, I need to speak with you." Her gaze was cold and hard.

"If this is some kind of trick-"

"It isn't. Do you remember our meeting a few weeks ago" Karai's words were full of spite.

Raph gulped. He had tried extremely hard to wipe the meeting from his mind.

"What about it?" Why would she want to bring it up?

"Well… it seems there has been some kind of accident." Karai was deliberately avoiding eye contact now. Raph's heart began to beat faster. What the shell is she going on about?

"I'm pregnant."

At first he laughed, trying to shake it off. "Very funny, Karai." She stepped towards him threateningly, anger flashing in her eyes.

"This is no joke Raphael. I'm pregnant. I am pregnant with your child."

Raph stepped back, dazed and confused. "But… that can't be possible. Are you sure it's me?"

Karai laughed. "Incredibly sure." Raph was still reeling from the revelation. He couldn't believe it. However his shock quickly turned to anger.

"This is all your fault!" He shouted at Karai. "You - "

"Shut up," She interrupted him, seething. "I'm the one with a fucking baby growing inside me. So shut up." She turned away from him.

Raph was still enraged but steadied himself before saying to her, "What will you do?"

"The only thing I can do."