So many have asked for me to continue this story, and it was 100% planned as an one-shot, but I just had so much inspiration after so many of you asked for more. What happened all those years, what will happen after etc. So after the two-year anniversary of this story, I just decided to write it. So this chapter is updated waaaaayyy after the one-shot, so if you still remember it, you're awesome! (Oneshot posted on Nov 29th, 2015, this chapter was published on April 2nd, 2018. Well over 2 years later ^^)

21st May, 2014. 15:36

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Raph whispers softly, looking at his immediate younger brother before looking in front of him again. He saw Don shake his head but he only looked in front. Mikey took a shuddering breath, ghosting his fingers along the walls that were carved in, running his nails along the edges and cringing slightly.

"They took our paper away, so we carved in the walls instead" Mikey whispers, not looking at his oldest brother who was next to him.

"Is this when.. the others didn't make it?" Leo asks softly, trying to get Mikey to look at him, but so far he didn't have much luck, Mikey refused to meet his eyes.

"So we wouldn't forget" He whispers, a tear appearing in his eye. "I didn't want to be forgotten if I would… if I wouldn't survive, for you guys, so you would know I was here, so we carved it in the wall after another Maddy died, or after another Jessy died" He explains and Leo nods softly, reaching out carefully.

Mikey flinches at the gesture but Leo doesn't stop, wrapping his arms around Mikey, who leaned into the embrace once he realised it was Leo who tried to hug him. Mikey didn't bury his face, he pressed his cheek in Leo's chest, looking at the wall with somber eyes, tears silently flowing down his cheeks.

Leo was sickened by the amount of dates on the wall, otherwise so carefully hidden by one of the beds, but Mikey could only stare at the 6 dates, 6 dates after the 21st of November 2009, the day he got kidnapped. He hadn't known the other Peter's, had only heard stories about them.

But he had known 3 Maddy's and 2 Jessy's, and he had seen one Jessy die, just a day after his kidnapping.

And he would never see them again.

TMNT

14th May, 2014. 01:34

"Leo?" A small voice suddenly woke me up. I blink warily, sitting up in bed and looking at the door, now open and showing a faint shadow of my littlest brother.

"What's wrong?" I ask with a frown, rubbing my eyes to get a clearer look at him. He wore his pyjama pants and shirt, showing off all the bruises that were still in the process of healing, his entire face filled with dark blue and purple bruises, his eye still red from the beatings Mr and Mrs Lewis gave him a few days ago.

"I-I.. Can I sleep with you?" He asks and immediately my face softens. "I mean.. I haven't… haven't slept alone in four years.. we were always with three, or two… or I couldn't ... I j-just can't seem to fall asleep. And I'm-"

"Mikey" I gently interrupt him, his eyes widen before I lift my covers. "Get in" I say, gesturing him to come forwards. He hesitates for a moment, arms still wrapped tightly around his body as a way to protect himself before he carefully walks over to one side of the bed, crawling into the huge bed that was almost meant for 2 people.

I smile, silently thanking dad for allowing us to get bigger beds once we got a bit older.

But still after Mikey disappeared. My little brother lays down on his side, facing me with wide and curious eyes.

"You changed" He whispers after a moment of silence and I frown slightly before I realise what he was talking about. The fact that I did, indeed, change in the last 4 years. The fact that I hit puberty just after he was taken from us, the fact that I had grown significantly and was now towering over him.

The fact that we continued training, and that both me and Raph got a whole lot of muscle mass whereas Mikey wasn't even given the chance to even try to do the same thing. Don had never been as interested in working out with heavy weights, just like Mikey he had always loved running more.

But in general, he had always been the odd one out with working out. Both Raph, Mikey and me loved working out, Mikey preferring running over strength, but Don had generally always preferred experimenting and researching over working out. Didn't mean he didn't love it at all.

And right now, even Don had more muscle mass than Mikey had. And that was saying something.

"You did too" I whisper and he looks down, swallowing. "You don't have to say anything, but do you want to talk about it?"

"I don't want to remember it" He answers honestly, and I nod softly. I understood that he didn't, and for now I didn't want to acknowledge the fact that it would be better for him to do talk about his experience in that place. He looks at me again, tears suddenly in his eyes, threatening to fall.

"Oh baby bro" I reach out, bringing him closer to my chest. He stiffens for a moment before slowly relaxing, burying his face in my chest. I smile gently, closing my eyes in content. 4 years, 4 years and 7 months, it had been since I last held him, since I last comforted him in our own house.

Mikey doesn't say anything in the embrace, but after minutes I could feel his breathing evening out, and I knew he had fallen asleep.

TMNT

21st May, 2014. 18:45

"There were so many names dad, he knew 7 of them" Don whispers, tightening his hands around the cup of tea, taking a deep breath.

"Does the police know about the wall?" Dad asks and I look to my immediate younger brother with sorrow in my eyes.

"They do know now Mikey showed them" I mutter, crossing my arms over each other. "Those parents were sick dad, 5 kids died when Mikey looked after them" I snap, leaving out the last part of the sentence, it broke him. It broke my littlest brother, seeing everyone he cared about die before his own eyes.

Failing the ones he swore to protect, he failed all these little girls.

We still didn't know why they died, how they died and who was responsible for their deaths. But one thing was clear, Mikey was attached to all of them, just as those younger girls were attached to him because they were all forced into a horrible experience where they only had each other to comfort each other.

And then slowly, one of them died, and the other, and the replacements died as well. Over and over again.

"We are already looking for the right person for him to talk about it" Dad tries to assure me but I shake my head, sliding down the wall I was leaning against and staring out of the window that was next to me with tears in my eyes.

"So far he has refuses to talk about it" I mutter angrily and I stiffen when I feel a figure sit down next to me. Much to my surprise, it's Don.

"It's normal" He states, swallowing thickly. "Many victims need time to… get used to being free. He will talk when he's ready" I scowl at him. He knew too much about this. Ever since Mikey got kidnapped when we just turned 12, Don had thrown himself into becoming a CSI, to solve cases like this.

Not just to find Mikey, but also to prevent it from happening to other families. He wanted to avoid the lost we felt.

"He is already warming up to us my son, give him time" Dad spoke, kneeling in front of me and putting a hand on my knee. I look up, cracking a small smile at his smile.

"I hope you're right" I whisper, not trusting my voice to go any louder right now. Don snorts next to me, wrapping an arm around me. I don't protest, something I would've done before we found Mikey.

May 12th, 2014. 9:03

"Hello?" Dad answers the phone. I look up from my bowl of cereal, munching on it while trying to listen to the conversation. Dad frowns, nodding silently before his eyes go wide. "Is she certain?" He asks, whirling around to look at me with wide eyes. "Get your brothers, right now" He commands, immediately turning around again.

I don't hesitate, don't question his commands because it was obvious that whatever he had heard, was disturbing and needed immediate attention. I drop my spoon in my bowl, getting off my chair before sprinting upstairs.

"Don Raph!" I holler, opening Don's door as that was closest to the stairs.

"Leo, what the hell?!" Don exclaims, sitting up in his bed, sill in his pyjamas. "What is going on?"

"I-I don't know, dad is on the phone and he looked really disturbed, he said to come get you guys" I quickly explain and his expression softens a bit. "Get dressed" I say, gesturing to his current outfit before turning back and walking towards Raph's room, but when I opened the door, Raph was already standing up.

"What the fuck Leo" Raph snapped, looking annoyed.

"Don't shoot the messenger Raph" I shot back. "Dad is on the phone, he said to come get you guys, I think it's something bad" I inform him, and just like Don, his expression softens and he nods. He walks over to his closet, quickly putting on pants and a clean shirt before walking up to me.

We silently exit his room, just as Don exited his own room as well. We all practically sprint down the stairs, only to see dad already wearing his jacket and holding his keys.

"Dad?" Don asks, being the first one to go down the stairs, and he walks up to our father.

"We gotta go now" Dad spoke, opening the front door. I frown, looking at Raph but he looks just as confused as I was. But we quickly follow dad out of the door, out of the building we were living in and into the garage to get the car. Which was one of the many signs that something was terribly off.

Dad rarely took the car, he preferred to walk, and take the bus if the distance was too much to cover on foot, or if he was in a hurry. Only in desperate times did he take the car. Ever since Don, Raph and me got our license, the car had been used more and more, but it was still rare to drive.

"Dad" I state softly, putting a hand on his shaking one. He looks up with haunted eyes. "I'll drive" I speak up, slowly taking the keys from him and he nods, hurrying to the other side of the car as I climb behind the wheel. Both Raph and Don climb in the back of the car, and I start the car before they can even get their seatbelts on.

"Where to?" I ask and dad is silent for a bit.

"The police station" He answers and I frown.

"Why the police station?" I ask, my brain working overtime to figure out what could've possibly happened. We didn't have a lot of living relatives left, only an aunt from our mother's side of the family, and a son. But it didn't make sense, why would they send us to the police station, if something happened to them?

An accident or something like that. But they didn't even live near New York, it wouldn't make sense to send us to a police station in New York if something were to happen to them.

"They think they found Michelangelo"

The car comes to a screeching stop, wheels slipping on the pavement and a car behind us jerking the wheel to the left to avoid hitting our car.

"What?!" Raph snaps before I could voice my own thoughts, breathing heavily and trying to calm myself down.

"Please continue driving Leonardo, safely" Dad whispers, looking in the mirror to look at Raph and Don. I nod numbly, slapping my cheeks twice before driving again.

"Are they sure?" Don whispers and dad shakes his head.

"They are not sure, but a girl has walked into the station 30 minutes ago, she claims to have been captured with two others, one of them being Michelangelo"

"She escaped?" I ask and this time dad nods.

"She claims she has escaped, and walked over to New York"

"Could it really be him?" I could hear Don ask in a low voice, almost a whisper, clearly directed at Raph. The latter doesn't answer immediately, I look back at him for a split second. His eyes were wide with fear and yet also hope, and for a second our eyes lock before I turn them on the road again.

"Would he even be the same?" Don voices, dares to speak what we were probably all thinking. How would these last four years have affected him? Who kidnapped him, and how did they treat him? He was old enough, so they couldn't have raised him as their own or something like that.

So the most obvious answer was that they kept him locked up. And we knew that there was at least one other girl.

None of us spoke another word, none of us able to answer Don's question, and none of us having any desire to really speak at all. It took us 10 minutes to drive to the police station, and I didn't really bother parking nicely or checking if we were allowed to park in that particular place, I just took the first place I saw.

TMNT

May 12th, 2014. 9:36

"Rachel? There are some people who would like to meet you" The nurse who led us to one of the rooms announced, opening the door just enough for her to peek inside the room. No answer came from the other door, but the nurse slowly opened the door all the way, motioning us to enter.

"Who are you?" The girl, Rachel asks, a sceptic look on her face.

"The police said you stated you weren't alone during your capture" Dad spoke, and I look at her with the same sceptic look on my face. For all we know, she could be lying, or she was confused because of her capture. But the moment dad spoke that particular sentence, her eyes widened.

"Oh god, you're Mikey's family" She exclaims, a little tension draining from her body.

"You recognise us?" I ask timidly and she nods almost excitedly.

"Mikey talks about you guys, we all talk about our families, to remember them." Rachel confirms.

"H-He's alive?" Don stammers at the sentence but Rachel's face falls.

"I'm not sure to be honest. He was.. when I escaped, they must know he helped me" Rachel spoke, a fearful look on her face as she catches Don's gaze. "They've killed others for less"

"Others?" I ask softly, taking a hesitant step forwards but Rachel doesn't look scared, so I slowly walk over to her, taking a chair and sitting in front of her. Rachel gazes at me, still not fully comfortable but she doesn't seem scared because of my presence. Was it because she knew I was Mikey's brother?

Rachels swallows painfully, nodding. "The couple that took us.. lost their three children some time ago, they started kidnapping others to.. substitute them I guess" Rachel said, anger lingering in her voice. "2 months ago they killed Robyn, Allison took her place"

"Back up" Raph interrupts, also walking over to Rachel but I quickly put out a hand, stopping him from getting too close. Rachel, however, doesn't seem too scared. "Who is Robyn, and who is Allison?"

"Robyn and Allison were both Jessy, the youngest daughter of the parents who took us. The children were Peter, Maddy and Jessy. When they killed Robyn, they took Allison, she's been with us for 2 months." Rachel explains, rubbing her arms and shuddered slightly.

"You saw her get killed?" I ask softly, and Rachel nods.

"Robyn.. we think she had a mental illness, she couldn't handle the situation at all. Mikey thinks that the stress caused her hair to fall out, after a year the woman noticed it and.. killed her for not being pretty enough to be Jessy" Rachel explains and I can feel tears fill my eyes and I carefully reach out, taking her hand.

"How many did Mikey see?" I ask, not even sure if Rachel knew the answer to that question. She looks up, sorrow and guilt in her eyes.

"Six" She answers. "3 Maddy's and 3 Jessy's" I look down, turning my head away from her as I feel tears slide down my cheeks. He saw 6 people die, right in front of him. Or at least, I supposed it was right in front of him. Either way, one was already enough to traumatise him for life.

Rachel squeezes my hand softly. "Mikey is strong.. he helped me survive that place.. both physically and emotionally" She tells me and I laugh slightly, wiping away my tears. I was about to say something else but the door was suddenly opened, revealing an officer that greeted us when we just arrived.

"They figured out who took her, they are going to the location right now" He said and I could feel my heart jump. They knew where Mikey was… we were going to see our baby brother again.

"I want to come" Rachel states, standing up despite the obvious injuries she had.

"Rachel.. is that a good idea?" The officer spoke gently but I stand up as well.

"We're all coming with you" I said, and Rachel flashes me a grateful smile. The officer sighs, shaking his head.

"Then you better have a car with you, we don't have enough places for 5 more people" He mutters before turning around and leaving. I smile at Rachel, wrapping an arm around her and leading her to the front of the station where our car was parked, making sure dad, Raph and Don were all behind me and following.

We were going to get Mikey out of there.