(chapter 2 yay! Awesome fun time! Okay so I hope everyone likes it. It's cute. :3 later chapters not so promissing in the cute so enjoy it while it lasts. And please forgive my miss spellings and grammar. I wrote most of this super tired haha just saying of there is any mistakes. So please enjoy :D )

~* Chapter 2 *~

Casey sat up in his chair rubbing his face not realizing he nodded off. He glanced over at the clock over at the front desk in the lobby.

8:30am.

"Damn.." Casey said cracking his neck, sleeping in a chair isn't the most comfortable thing. He glanced over and saw a sleeping green turtle next to him in a chair lightly snoring. "Well, so much for night watch." Casey stood up and stretched. "Alright, Wake up sleeping beauty." he said sarcastically giving Mikey a slight nudge. Michelangelo's eyes shot open. "Ah! Huh? Wha?" he had his hand on his nunchuck when he noticed Casey was the one who woke him. "Man Casey do you really have to keep doing that..?" he asked rubbing his face to rid the sleep from it. "Well don't be so paranoid." Casey began to walk around the perimeter seeing if there may have been a break in again. "How can you not be?" Mikey got up with a stretch grabbing the gun that leaned up against his chair. Mikey had a lot to be worried about not to be paranoid about. What if the Foot came and took all the people in this hotel and killed them off for rebelling? What if they stopped all food transportation and soon everyone just starved? What if they came and took Brooklyn? God knows the Shredder would love to take someone so close to one of the turtles,especially if that someone was baring their child. So many things ran through his mind every night when he would lay down to sleep. He couldn't let any of that happen.

After taking one last look around the lobby everything seemed still in place. "I think we're pretty good here." Mikey said coming back from behind the lobby's help desk. "Same over here." Casey hollered then walked towards the big kitchen area in the lobby in a medium sized dinning room and he flicked on the light. "Hey, grab me some of the food we got left will ya? I'm gonna start setting up. April should be down soon." Michelangelo nodded walking back behind the desk. They hid the food there because the first place anyone would look to take the food is the kitchen. Behind the desk was a small fridge in employee lounge looking room he opened it taking out some eggs, bacon, sausage and took. The rest of the food. After the foot came and took what they had. All they had left was enough food to probably last the whole hotel breakfast.

After taking the food and placing it in the kitchen Mikey headed out to the lobby again. "Oh, morning April."

"Good morning." she smiled softly. "Brooklyn's up in the room still. She fell asleep right as her head hit the pillow last night."

Michelangelo thought for a moment watching April walk over to the dinning area. "Hey Ape?"

"Yeah?" She stopped and turned back around to him.

"Can I make some breakfast real quick before the rush comes down this morning?"

April looked at him and smiled knowing what e might have been up too. "Sure, just don't take to much alright? We have probably fifty or sixty other mouths to feed" Michelangelo nodded before he thanked her and walked back into the kitchen and started cooking.

Brooklyn shifted in the bed a little on her side. Her long dark brown hair was spread across the pillow behind, breathing softly still asleep.

The door cracked open and Michelangelo peaked in to the room, slowly walking in. He looked over at Brooklyn watching her sleep soundly, her back was to him. He picked up a tray of food off the roll away table in the hallway keeping the door propped open with his food doing the best he could with one arm he placed the tray filled with scrambled eggs, bacon, and a small biscuit with a glass of orange juice on to the small table in the little kitchen like area letting the door close shut. He looked back up and walked over to the bed crawling in to it next to the dark haired brunette wrapping his arm slowly around her side tucking it under her and kissed her neck softly. He heard her giggle sleepily. "Good Morning."

"Good morning.." Brooklyn yawned slightly snuggling into him opening her eyes. "How did you get in here with out a key?"

"April let me use hers."

"Oh." Brook turned her head back a little rolling over to face him and kissed his cheek. "How was watch last night?" she smiled softly letting her drowsy green-brown eyes look into his wide awake blue ones. "It was okay, kinda fell asleep though.." he let out a small laugh. Brooklyn smiled. "Well, at least everyone's all okay and got a somewhat good night sleep." she giggled softly has Mikey's arm became tighter around her. "I made break fast." he letting go and got up bring back a tray of food. Brook sat up in the bed. "Oh, Mikey you didn't have to.." she helped him placed place the tray onto in the bed in front of her. "Yes I did." he sat down on the bed cross crossed in front of her smiling. "But what about the others? Did we have enough food left?" she looked up at him concerned for the others who were in the rebellion trying to break away from the shredder and his foot ninja.

"It's fine babe there is enough for the morning Casey and me maybe some of the other volunteers will have to go out and get some more supplies later." he looked at her with a honest loving smirk.

Brooklyn looked down at the food grabbing the fork on the side of her plate. Then looked up at Michelangelo serious. "Did you eat yet?"

"Babe, I'm fine. I don't need-"

She sighed putting her fork back down on her plate. "Mikey you haven't eaten in two days..."

"I know. But I'm fine babe really I'll eat later." Mikey watched as she slipped her arms together crossing them together just above her small but lightly rounded stomach. "Come on-" Mikey felt guilt fill in his chest as she looked at him in disappointment. "Well, I'm not eating till you eat." she pushed the plate away from her, closer to him.

Mikey sighed "Brook, you need it more then I do. Your eating for two."

"Yeah I know. But I don't need you to starve for me." her arms still crosses and her face was serious as was her voice making Michelangelo let out another defeated sigh with that knot of guilt in his chest. He knew she wouldn't not let herself eat if it wasn't for the baby. Mikey's shoulders slumped and be took the fork poking some of the eggs looking up at her before taking a bite. "Better?" he asked mid chew and Brooklyn nodded. "Better," she leaned forward slightly giving him a small kiss then set back down sinking her back into the pillows. "Thank you." she smiled at him before picking up one of the bacons and taking a bite. Mikey smiled a little before he stabbed at the scrambled eggs again onto the fork and pointed it at Brooklyn. "Your turn."

Brook giggles slightly. "But I have bacon." she waved it around before taking another bite smirking at him. "So, you can't have bacon and no eggs. It's just not even right there made for each other to make the perfect breakfast." he smirked back at her moving the fork full of eggs closer to face making her laugh. "Alright, fine." She sat up all the way leaning forward taking a bite. "Mmm. You always made the best eggs" she smiled while chewing covering her mouth with her hand as she talked.

Michelangelo shrugged. "Eh, I try." he said cooly before picking up his own piece of bacon biting it.

They both shared a small laugh before they both continued to eat and feed one another bacon, eggs and the rest of the biscuit Michelangelo had started to eat.

Once they finished breakfast they both headed back to their own room letting Brooklyn get up and around, cleaned up and changed into her jeans and a light gray V-neck shirt with her tennis shoes. Brooklyn followed Michelangelo out of the room and down to the lobby seeing it alive a filled with people and children running around all the way from the dinning area that was now more of a lounging room then a dining room now.

After starting the rebellion years back seeing a huge giant turtle like Michelangelo wasn't so odd for the volunteers anymore.

Mikey stood next to Brooklyn who was talking to a friend of hers who was holding a almost toddler on her hip. "Awe, Stephanie he's adorable." Brook smiled watching the little boy look up at her with his thumb up in his mouth. "I know ever since he started walking he's been getting into everything." Stephanie laughed looking at her son.

Over a little away from them Michelangelo noticed a group of seven to nine year olds play his and go seek.

"One.. Two.. Three! Not it!"

"Not it!"

"Not it!"

"Not it! Ha!"

"Awwwe.."

"Ugh Macy is it again guys.." A older boy groaned and they all looked down at the small for her age six year old Macy.

"Ugh can't we just do a recount Macy can never find anyone."

"Yeah."

Michelangelo frowned watching the scene unfold.

"It's okay..I can try again guys.." Macy looked up at the kids one to three years older then her.

"You said that last time.."

"Yeah, let's just play something else guys." The older group of kids agreed and they all started to walk off with little Macy following them. "Oh," one of the boys stopped Macy. "Sorry Mace. We're gonna play a big kid game."

"Yeah you gotta be this tall to play." another boy snickered holding his hand above her head.

"Jacob!.." an older girl swatted his arm. "Sorry Macy but its only for a big kids.."

Macy frowned a little. "It's okay..." she said softly looking up watching them all walk off.

Mikey looked over at Brooklyn. She was still having a conversation with Stephanie. He looked back at Macy walking over to her letting the older women talk.

Macy stood there looking at the ground clicking her old light up tennis shoes together.

"Hey Dudette."

Macy lifted her head up turning around looking up at Mikey. "Oh. Hi mister Mikeyangelo." she smiled.

"Whatcha doin' over here all by yourself?" He crouched down to her level.

"Oh. The big kids wanted to go play a big kid game..." She frowned looking down at her light up shoes.

"Ohhh," he looked over across the room at the other kids behind Macy then looked back at the little blonde headed girl. "Well. You know what's cooler then playing big kid games?"

Macy gasped looking up at him her brown eyes big. "There's something better then big kid games?" she looked at him in child like disbelieve. Mikey looked at her serious. "Oh yeah. But it's a super secret. You can't tell anyone." he looked both ways glancing at Brooklyn noticing she stopped talking to her friend was was watching him, then looked back at Macy closely and pointed in Brooklyn's direction. "Ms. Brooklyn doesn't even know." he whispered.

Macy gasp. "Nuh uh!"

"Shhh!" Mikey held his finger to his mouth. "It's a secret remember?"

Macy gasped again and whispered. "Oh, okay." she nodded quickly looking at him whispering with her hand over her mouth so no one could see what she was trying to say. "What is it?" she watched him slip his hand next to his side and she saw his nunchuck she gasped. "You never let anyone see those!" she whispered looking at him shocked. He spilled them out from his belt. "You can hold them just can't play with them okay?"

Over a little ways off Brook watched the two. Macy, the little blonde headed girl short for her age of six or as she likes to say six and a half stood there as Michelangelo knelt down in front of her letting her see his nunchuck after nose was just standing there all lonely. Brooklyn smiled.

"Whoa, their heavy." Macy groaned trying to hold one end up.

"Well, they gotta be heavy to take to get the bad guys." Mikey smirked at her helping her hold them up.

"Oh.." She looked at them.

"You know who gave them to me?" He picked them up for her best he could with his one arm. "My Father." He let out a light sigh as he said 'Father'.

"Oh, My Daddy gave me a Barbie once." Macy smiled big.

Mikey laughed. "Close enough."

"Was your Daddy nice like mine?" Her brown eyes were big looking up at Michelangelo.

"Yeah, he was a pretty awesome dude." Mikey let go a small smile.

"My daddy was too." Macy smiled. She coped pretty well for a child. They lost her father out on a raid one night a year ago. "I bet your daddy's up in heavy with my daddy." Macy looked up at Mikey smiling. "Yeah. I bet they are Mace.." he thought about it giving her a soft smile.

"You know." Stephanie readjusted her son up on her hip looking at Brooklyn who had he arms crossed with a smile across her face. "He'll be a great Father." Stephanie said as Brook let one of her crossed arms caress her small protruding stomach. "I know." She said still smiling.

Soon April and Casey called a meeting with the main group of the raiding that was start up again tonight, stealing Mikey from his conversation with Macy and that lead to a class Brooklyn started with her nursing skills teaching other women how to stitch up cuts and stop excessive bleeding or if needed amputating any body part for if anyone came back hurt bad enough.

The day started to turn to night and it was getting close to the time for the perfect raid. Not to early but not to late.

Brooklyn watched Michelangelo strap a machine to his shell and slipped his lone nunchuck in his belt then retied his orange bandana mask back around his head. when he turned around he was met with a hug. "Be safe." Brooklyn leaned up on her toes placing a kiss on Mikey's lips. "Come back in one piece." he chucked looking down at his one missing arm. hugging her back with his other arm he still had. "Or with what's left." She laughed a little before letting go. "Really. Be careful." she let him walk to the door of their hotel room. "Don't worry babe. I will." he smirked before opening the door leaving needing the group for tonight's raid against the Foot Ninja and pay back for braking through their sanctity of what they now all call home.

(BeeBeep)...(BeeBeep)...(Beebe-) (SMASH!)

A green fist slammed on top of an alarm clock dragging his arm off of it knocking some can's onto the floor. He slipped his eye open...12:30am. "Damn Clock.." he sat up ribbing a hand over his face running it over his red mask that looked old and word. He looked next to him seeing one beer can left on his night stand. He picked it up putting it up to his mouth but. It was empty. His let out an irritated growl before jus tossing the can down on the grown with the others.

He looked around the room he was in. An old abandoned apartment. The walls were cracked and the paint chipping off with stained carpets and old furniture with holes.

He slipped out of his bed walking slightly stumbling to the kitchen grabbing another can, this one not empty and cracked it open taking a few big gulps of it before letting out a huge satisfied sigh.

Looking around he saw something shine from outside. He walked towards the window separating out of the blinds with his fingers. "Hmph." he saw three huge semi trucks sprung across the streets and several guys attacking or being attacked by Foot Ninja. He saw a few guys unloading a stuck...and one..turtle with an orange mask.

He thought for a second...

"Well it's about time." He finished off the beer can he crushed it in his fist and tossed it across the room. "I needed a good fight." he pull his sai out of the wall across from the couch right above the old broken tv, twirling them before sliding them into his belt. He slid open the window before he jumped out of it, vanishing into the late night.

(I hope y'all like it. I wrote most of this totally sleepy and I also wrote all my story's on my iPhone so once again forgive my sleepy miss spellings and well my grammar is bad but eh. Oh and you better like it I stayed up till 2 in the morning to post this and I'm gonnna totally pass out in class at school tomorrow so be happy! lol jk but really.. I hope you loved it. So until chapter three ^_^ )