Thanks to everyone coming up with ideas for me or just leaving a review to make me happy :D You're amazing! I think I know how I want this story to go which means it will be around eight chapters long, give or take.

And sorry for not updating as often as I used to but my teachers decided to take away any free time and imagination I've left. They're so mean

Enjoy!

The next time I wake up Leo isn't in the room anymore. My vision is a bit blurry and I decide to quickly close my eyes again before I get dizzy. My head is kinda fragile right now and will start pounding any minute if I'm not being careful.

So I just lay in bed and listen around for any indication of time. I hear some stumbling on the hallway but before I can shift my focus to the outside noises, a loud snore sounds through my room. There's only one person on this entire planet who can breathe more heavily than my older brother and that's Casey. I peek through the lids of my eyes and see the guy slumped into an old chair in the corner of my room.

I can't help but snicker a little which immediately sends me into a coughing fit. I try to stifle them as to not wake Case up but they only get worse. My throat aches badly and every time I try to draw a breath, I cough it back out. I put my arms under me in an attempt to sit up when I feel a hesitant hand helping me by pulling at my shoulder forcefully. When I'm sat up the coughs slow down a little but don't vanish completely yet. I look up into Casey's eyes, pleading him to do something. He stands up however and runs out of the room.

I want to cry and curl up. I want to shout for help. I want a glass of water. I want to stop coughing. I just want to breathe. My throat feels like it's slipping closed and my head starts to feel fuzzy again. Better than the headaches I had before though. But that thought doesn't stick around when my chest tightens and my whole body screams for the air I can't get into my system.

And then there's Donnie. He runs towards me and holds something to my mouth. I try to get away from it as it's already hard enough for me to breathe, thank you very much. He keeps insisting though and only when the plastic is actually in my mouth, I feel how the gassy whatchamacallit opens my airways. After only two puffs I feel ten tons lighter and gulp in the oxygen I've missed so much. Donnie makes me take one more and then sits back, giving me some space.

I give him an appreciative smile when I notice the other person in the room. Casey is basically standing on top of Don, looking at me with something like…. No that's insane. The great Casey Jones is never worried. That wouldn't make any sense.

My older brother pats my head softly before giving me another glass of water to drink. My hands are shaking even worse than before so he holds the glass up for me. I hate feeling so weak but I'm glad my brothers are here taking care of me. I'm not one to waste the rare affection they're giving me now.

"Thanks for calling me so quickly, Case," Donnie says while standing up. "This was bad. Luckily you and April got to buy those inhalers or we would've been in some deep trouble."

Casey claps my brother on his shoulder and mutters "No prob" when Donnie walks past him. When did they actually start communicating without throwing bad puns towards each other?

"Call me when you need me okay? I'll take shift within two hours anyway." And now Don's acting nice too? Suggesting to babysit me for a longer time while he could be hanging out with April?

With that my immediate older brother leaves me alone with the black-haired human. He looks down at me with some kind of glint in his eyes. I just know it can't be worry, it can't. But what else can it be?

"'re you 'kay, Casey?" I rasp, cursing myself for slurring my words again. I love talking and it gets annoying when I can't even do that simple thing anymore. I mean, I couldn't even breathe a few seconds ago! At least let me maintain my voice.

Case sits down in his chair again, staring at me intently while shaking his head. "You almost kicked the bucket and yer askin' me if I'm alright?"

I snort at his comment when an uneasy feeling creeps inside my stomach. It sure felt like dying. I try a few breaths and feel my chest hurting a bit at that. It really felt like dying. I grimace slightly at the thought and try to clear my head a little. I'm sure I still have a fever or I wouldn't feel so lightheaded right now. I'm rather cold now though but there's still a cold cloth on my forehead which must mean I'm warmer than usual. I hate how fevers can make you feel hot and cold at the same time.

"Stop lookin' like a drama queen, dude. Ya didn't really almost die," Casey laughs thinking the uncomfortable look on my face is me being afraid. He quickly quiets down though when I'm not laughing along with him.

"You feelin' alright Mike? Does yer chest hurt or ya feel tight when breathin'?"

I turn my head towards the boy in front of me and open my eyes again. It's kinda uncomfortable being in the same room with someone I don't know that long while being sick like a dog. But on the other hand he's been fighting alongside me and he's Raph's best friend for a reason.

"Since when do you know so much about dying?" I ask him, thanking God silently for being able to talk normally again.

Casey's eyes turn away from mine and I have the feeling I've said something very wrong.

"My sister's got it too. Asthma, I mean," he eventually says. "I've seen her strugglin' ta breathe pretty often. I know it sucks."

I ponder over his words for a while. So maybe he really didn't look concerned just a while ago. He was scared. Casey Jones was actually afraid. If it wasn't for the fact that he just practically saved my life (I don't care what he says I know I could've died) I would've teased him so bad.

I look up at the other boy in the room and see his eyes back the way they used to be. I'm not asking further on the subject, just because I know how much the loss of his family is actually hurting the guy. He doesn't need any reminders of that. So that's why I decide to throw the discussion into a completely different direction.

"Since when did you and Donnie get along?"

His head turns back towards me again and I see the surprise on his face. Didn't he notice the way they were treating each other a few days ago? Seriously, why is it only me who sees these kind of things! Leo never detected any problems either and he's the high and mighty, number one ninja student and all.

"I don't know. He's a good guy, I guess," Casey nervously replies. I guess this conversation is getting a bit awkward for him. He isn't really one to praise people other than himself after all. And maybe April.

"Yeah he is," I say. "Just… I don't know. Be nicer to him. Stop bullying him because it's annoying."

I'm not sure if this is the right thing to say but I'm like terribly sick and this headache which just decided to dance around my head is getting on my nerves. A yawn escapes my lips and I wonder how I got so tired all of the sudden. I haven't been awake for that long. I'm glad I got to say this thing and get that fighting which was going on between the two of them out of the way though. Better to get this family back together as soon as possible now Leo already knows how I feel about it anyway.

"Uhm, yes Mike. Sure thing."

I'm so tired I can't hear the uncertainty in his voice. The only thing I can think about is 'good, one down. Now the rest of the family.' But that's immediately the last thing as I slip into a fitful sleep again, not wondering if fixing a family is really this simple.

So this is Casey. Sort of. Maybe. A little. If you squint and stand upside down after going into a ferry wheel a hundred times. Then it might.

Okay so I know this is bad but at least I tried. There isn't really I ff class you can take so I'm just going with the trial and error thing for now. So yell at me, flame me, or give me some sweet and kind reviews telling me gently how much I failed. Or you can just give me constructive criticism which will really help because I'll have to improve my writing.

So thanks for reading this rubbish and hopefully no one will unfollow or unfavourite me because of this. See ya!