Michelangelo was secured in Bishop's personal lab. He was left alone after he had been tied down and his leg was treated with a thick bandage just below the knee.

Bishop soon came in and he had two syringes in his hands. He had his plans for Mikey. He had wanted to have this turtle be his guinea turtle for so long, now was the time.

The man inserted one needle into Mikey's right side and then injected it's serum into his body, and then did likewise on his other side. Michelangelo was going to give him what he wanted. He was letting Johnson do what he liked with the two older brothers, but would be there to supervise this time.

He left the room so Mikey could get woken up. And at the same time, he wondered where Raphael had been. He would catch him soon enough too. But then, he had a hunch where the hothead was and why he hadn't been with his brothers tonight.

….

Donatello soon came to and he found he couldn't move, and even worse, he couldn't even open his mouth. He tried to swallow and he felt something in his throat.

He raised his head and looked around the room. He saw he was in a bare cell again, but this time he was tied down to a table. All of his body was tied down.

He moaned behind his gag. He tried to open his mouth, but he just couldn't. The straps were too strong. He felt like he had a muzzle on. Why would someone tie his mouth closed?

It was hard to swallow with the tube in his throat and his mouth felt really dry. He followed the tube and saw it was hooked to a machine, but he couldn't figure out why he needed this tube down his throat. He hoped nothing had gone wrong with him while he had been unconscious.

Then, Donny remembered about Mikey. He knew he had been injured and he needed to get back to him. He was also worried about Leo. Was Leo alright? He and Raph would have to come and get him and Mikey out of here.

Don tried to lay there and not panic. He hoped he would be reunited with his brothers soon. He wanted to see his daughter and nephew again. He wanted to see his father again and his friends.

He tried to struggle to get himself free, but the leather straps held strong. Even when he tried to use all of his strength to get free, it still was of no use. He could only lay there and breathe, and calmly wait for his captor to come see him. He hoped he wasn't going to be kept in this room for three or four days without any food or water like what had happened about a year ago.

It didn't take long for a captor to come in and see him. He saw it wasn't Johnson or Bishop.

"Finally awake I see." The man said.

Don wanted to ask him where his baby brother was. Then he noticed he had a jar of something in his hand.

"I'm sure you're hungry and thirsty, right? Well, here is a little concoction for you." The man said, then he put the syringe into the machine and it accepted the food and drink in it.

Don saw the liquid like food coming toward him. It passed into his mouth, and thought he couldn't taste it, but he did feel a connection in the stomach.

Then, the man added another syringe. This one was a bit different. It made its way to Don's stomach, then, within a short time, the purple masked turtle felt some nausea starting to come on.

"Hope you enjoyed that meal. Have fun." The man said and left the room without an explanation about his brothers.

Don tried to ignore the nausea and tried to think about his brothers and getting out of here. He kept on trying to get loose, but that just seemed to aggravate his nausea even more, causing more discomfort. It made him stop and breathe, though a little moan managed to escape.

…..

Leo soon awoke from his sleep. He too found he was tied down. He didn't like being tied down and helpless.

"Good to see you're awake. I want some information, Leonardo." Leo heard a familiar voice.

He saw a familiar man step forward. Johnson! He hoped he would never be captured by him again.

"What do want, Johnson?" Leo demanded.

"For one thing, you should know exactly what I want." The man retorted. "I want those babies! Now where are they?"

Leo had known what he wanted. "They didn't make it, Johnson. They're gone."

"I'm sure at least one survived to term. I've seen the stretch marks on your sides. Your abdomen was stretched pretty far, so I know that's a downright lie, Turtle. Now, where is it or they, really? Is that where your other brother is? Babysitting?"

"No! He's somewhere else, patrolling." Leo lied again. "Now, where are my brothers? Don't hurt them."

"I'm only in charge of you and your purple masked brother. So yes, they are here. I don't want you to think that you separating from them saved them. But if you don't want them harmed, tell me what I want to know or else." Johnson ordered.

"You can do what you like with me, but leave them out of this. I'm the one that went through everything. And again, I'm telling you, the babies all died." Leo tried to make his lie sound sincere.

"Did they? Well, something can be done about that. There was always the chance of it happening, and I can make sure it happens again, but this time, you aren't getting away." Johnson said.

Leo swallowed nervously. He didn't want to get pregnant again.

"If they all died inside of you, then I can imagine the stress of your journey home did it." The man stated.

"Yeah."

"And even after all these months, it's amazing how fast your abdomen has gone back to the way it was before the pregnancy."

"Because I'm not lazy. I made sure to get back in shape right away."

"But, dead or not, they would have to have been removed from your body, and recovery from that takes a lot of time for turtles." Johnson said. "I think I want to take a closer look here."

Leo saw the man come closer to him and he tried to struggle, but the straps held him down.

Johnson took a look at Leo's lower plastron. He heard the turtle's heavy breathing. He then put his hands on Leo's belt and began to move it.

Leo instantly clenched his stomach.

Below the belt, Johnson saw a mark that went clear across Leo's lower plastron. Then he looked at the glaring turtle.

"I see a long mark down here that your belt was obviously hiding. The babies must have been pretty big for the c-section cut to be that big. And tell me, was it your purple masked brother who did the surgery? Or was it the crocodile we once had?" Johnson asked.

"I'm not going to tell you that." Leo said.

"I bet it was, considering I know that you turtles don't have access to regular medical care." The man said as he put Leo's belt back. "But then, I want to see what it looked like on the inside, how the wombs were attached to you."

Leo's eyes widened and he clenched his stomach again.

"NO!" Leo shouted. He didn't want another injury in his belly.

"Prepare this turtle for immediate surgery." Johnson ordered.

That was when Leo really began to struggle.

Two commandoes came into the room with a tray of tools, then one of them hit a button on a remote and Leo heard something from above. He looked up and he saw some saws come down from the ceiling. He gave them a not so happy look.

Leo gulped, looking up at the saws. A chill also crept into his belly. He would do this to protect his brothers and his kids. But a serious wound like what Johnson had planned would keep him incapacitated for a long time again. He had to get out of here.

….

When Mikey awoke, he saw that he was tied down and alone. This made him extremely scared. "Is anyone here?" He asked nervously.

No one answered.

Mikey raised his head to look around. As he became more conscious, he felt some pain in his lower leg. Then he remembered that before his capture, along with Don, he had been shot in his leg. He felt heavy material on top of the wound and he looked down at it.

He saw white material on top of it. He easily recognized the bandages. At least the enemy had treated the wound. But he wondered more than anything, where was Donny or even Leo? He hoped Leo had gotten away. Someone needed to rescue them.

….

Back at home, over another hour had passed, and Raph was getting worried. His brothers should have checked in by now. He was getting tired, but he had been waiting up for them.

Raph tried to call Donny, but it went to his voicemail. He tried Leo's and Mike's too and it just did the same. Why weren't they picking up?

Then he called April.

"Hello."

"April, have you seen my brothers? They ain't picking up their phones. And it's past the time when they should have been home for the night." Raph explained.

"No, they haven't been here all night, Raph. You think something's wrong?" She asked.

"I hope not, April, but keep in touch if you hear anything from them." He said.

"I will. Or I can come down and try to track their shell cells."

"I think I can do that. Thanks, April." Raph said and hung up.

Raph then went into Splinter's room. His father had gone to bed a little while ago.

"Masta' Splinter, wake up." Raphael gently shook his father.

"Hm, Raphael. What is wrong?" Splinter asked.

"Masta,' I think somethin's wrong with the guys' patrol. It's been well over four hours and they haven't come home yet." Raph said.

"Have you tried looking for their phone signals or called them?"

"I called them and no answer. I have yet to track their phones."

Raph got up and went to Don's lab and typed in the coordinates of the phones and the trackers all showed three dots in one spot that was in the middle of Queens.

"What the shell are they doing in Queens? They weren't going to stray from Brooklyn tonight." Raph said.

Splinter had gotten up and joined Raph in the lab. "I hope nothing has happened to them."

"Me too, Masta." Raph said.

The red masked turtle picked up Don's tracker.

"Can you watch the twins? I have to do this alone." Raph asked.

"Of course. Have you had to do anything with them lately?"

"No. They've been sleeping the whole time. I'll be back." Raph said and went to the lair's garage and dragged out the Battle Shell. He would need it to get out all of his family.

On the way to Queens, he called April up again and told her what he had found.

"Casey can meet you there. I wish I could come, but I have to stay here and watch Erica." She said.

"Thanks. Yeah, I might need some backup." Raph said.

"He'll be there." She said and they hung up with each other.

Raphael really hoped nothing had happened to his brothers. He didn't want to end up raising the twins by himself. He really didn't know what kind of a 'father' he would be. He was worried if he might be too hard on them and they would grow to fear him. He needed his brothers to help raise them. And just having his aging father wasn't good enough. Splinter could pass anytime within the next few years, and Raph didn't want to raise the kids alone.

He knew April and Casey could help out too, but they had their own daughter to think of too.

Beta read by Applepye.

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