"Mom, I'm out, but I don't have a towel can you go get me a towel from the laundry room please?" Miranda asked her mother as sweetly and calmly as she could.

For a moment there was silence.

"Sure sweetie but please use your inside voice remember there are people below us." Her mom replied.

"Oh yes ma'm I will." Miranda said sounding relieved.

As soon as she was sure her mom was gone she helped up Donatello, opened the door and went to her room.

She shut and locked the door.

"Never mind mom I found one." She yelled to her mother.

"Ooooh my head hurts and I'm so cold." Donatello couldn't help whining.

Miranda could feel him shaking.

"Ok well the best thing for you to do is get some rest, now I'm going to help you on the bed ok." Miranda said helping him over there.

Donatello uttered no complaint to her reasoning.

Miranda laid him in the bed and covered him with the comforter, tucking it around him like her mother had done to her when she was younger.

"My head." Donatello whined.

"Ok you just sit tight, and I'll go get you some Aspirin and some water." Miranda said.

She opened the door slowly and looked to see if her mom was any where in sight.

She was so Miranda quietly stalked to the kitchen and grabbed the things she needed.

Donatello took the water and Aspirin gratefully.

After that he was more talkative.

"So where are you going to sleep, if I'm in your bed?" He asked.

"Oh probably on the floor, but its no biggie."Miranda said sitting next to him on the bed.

"Oh no I can't let you do that, it wouldn't be right." Donatello said trying to sit up.

"No its fine really Donatello, lay back down." Miranda said pushing him back down.

"You can call me Don or Donnie if you like Donatello is so long and too formal for my taste."

Miranda smiled and nodded.

"Miranda, why are you helping me? I mean aren't you disgusted or horrified of what I am?" Don asked suddenly.

"Don, I was more horrified that you were so cut and bleeding, then by what you look like." Miranda said.

Don didn't say anything after that because all he could do was smile.

"Well we should go to bed." Miranda said standing up and gathering some blankets.

Don nodded and turned over.

Miranda turned off the lights then laid down in her makeshift bed on the floor.

"Good night Miranda." Don said.

"Night Don." She replied.

During the middle of the night Miranda was awoken by the sound of Donnie mumbling.

"Miranda," He cried softly, "Miranda!"

She got up and sat next to him feeling his forehead.

"Yes Don I'm right here what do you need?" She asked.

"Miranda I'm so cold, please make me warmer." He begged rubbing his arms and shaking.

Miranda could tell he was out of it not only because he was half asleep but also because his fever had gotten worse.

Miranda thought about getting the heating pad but remembered that her mom kept it on her bedside table in her room.

"Donnie I don't know what to do I mean I don't have any more blankets and my mom has the heating pad, I just"- but Don cut her off.

"Lay with me." He said.

Miranda was shocked by his odd request.

Her mom would never allow her to lie in the same bed as a boy, in fact that was the main reason she was sleeping on the floor.

But under these odd circumstances, there really didn't seem like any other choice.

"Ok." She said quietly.

She crawled over him and slipped under the blankets beside him.

Then she wrapped her arms around him so he would warm up.

Immediately his body relaxed.

And that's how Miranda found herself wrapped in the arms of a giant turtle the next morning.

Donnie's P.O.V.

Don woke with a start.

It was morning, and the sun was streaming in the window.

It took him a minute to notice the body snuggled up next to him.

While he stared, a vague memory of last nights events went through his brain.

Now that he remembered why Miranda was in bed with him, he felt more comfortable about laying back down next to her.

It was a few more minutes before Miranda woke up.

She lifted her head and looked around, taking in her surroundings.

Then she turned over.

"Morning." Don said quietly smiling at her.

"Morning." Miranda said smiling back.

Miranda's P.O.V.

Miranda stared at Donnie.

She could see his features better now that the sun was shining on him.

He wore a purple bandanna around his eyes, which were a soft brown.

He had a sort of soft demeanor about those eyes, which in a way comforted her, making her think that things were going to be ok.

"So, uh, Donnie, are you feeling better." She said feeling his forehead.

He rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling.

"I feel a little better, I think my fever's gone, but I still feel really weak." Don said quietly

Miranda propped herself up onto her elbow and looked down into his face.

"Well then, I guess I'm gonna stay home from school today to take care of you." Miranda said.

Donnie frowned at this.

He hated the thought of her having to miss school because of him.

But something else caught his attention too.

He had noticed that she hadn't said she'd Have To stay home with him.

On the contrary she said she was Going To stay home with him.

Did she really care that much about his well being, that she would skip school for him?

Whether or not she did, there was no convincing her to go, for she had her mind set on staying.

There was a sudden knock at her door.

"Miranda time to get up sweetie, hey why is the door locked?" Her mom said shaking the door knob.

Miranda pulled off the covers and jumped out of bed.

"I'm up mom, but *cough, cough*, I don't think I should go to school today,*cough, cough*, I don't feel to good." She said acting faint.

"Oh well let me come in, and see." Her mom said.

Miranda was about to object but, then she saw that Donnie wasn't on the bed.

She didn't know how he had managed to do it but, he was good.

She opened the door with a sick face that could of fooled a doctor.

"Oh honey, you aren't feeling good, look at your face its almost green, I'm gonna go get the thermometer." her mom said rushing to the bathroom.

"Where did you learn that trick?" Came Don's voice.

Miranda followed it to the other side of the bed.

There he was flat on his shell.

"An old trick I taught myself a long time ago." She said smiling at him.

She heard her mom coming back down the hall so she quickly hopped in bed.

"Ok sweetie, just put this under your tongue, and I'll be back in a few minutes, I'm gonna call your school to tell them your not coming in today." Her mom said placing the device in Miranda's mouth.

She nodded.

As soon as her mom left, She took it out of her mouth and leaned over the side of the bed.

"Donnie, here put this under your tongue." She said.

"What, why me?" He asked.

"Because I need it to look like I have a fever, and besides I need to know how high yours is." She said putting it in his mouth.

"Swapping spit, gross." Donnie mumbled.

"What's so gross about it, thats what people do when they kiss." Miranda said.

"I'd rather be kissed then do this." He grumbled.

"We'll talk about doing that later." She said smirking at him.

He glared at her.

But Miranda could tell he was playing, his eyes betrayed it all.

Miranda heard her mom coming and quickly put the thermometer back in her mouth.

"Oh honey you are sick, you have a fever of 102 F." her mom said taking it out of her mouth.

"Well I still have to go to work but I'll be back as soon as possible,ok." Her mom said.

Miranda nodded.

When her mom left, Miranda got out of bed and helped Don back into it.

"Are you hungry?" she asked him.

He nodded.

"Ok, then I'll fix breakfast." She said heading for the kitchen.

It was quick and easy, and when she was finished they sat in bed and shared breakfast together.

Hey guys! T-Girl here,

I don't know if I should keep the relationship between Don and Miranda friendly, or if I should make it more romantic. Help my by leaving ideas in your reviews.

K-Bye!