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Chapter 3: Sewer Digs

Blaire rolled to her side pulling the thin cover over herself and stretching her legs the pain in her knee dulled now thanks to the medication the purple banded turtle had given her. She stretched it out under the cover testing it, and deciding it felt good enough to walk around the sewer lair while everyone was quiet. She had hoped to take a look at everything without the five pairs of eyes watching her every move. She shivered when her bare feet touched the cold floor, and tip-toed out of the room seeing that it was safe to explore. Blaire looked over the living area with a quick glance before she moved through the rooms finding the kitchen, and then what looked to be a gym area. She spotted the punching bag near a corner of the room which piqued her interest, and went to retrieve her mp3 player deciding to go a few rounds on the bag before everyone woke up. Once the music was blasting in her ears and she started her barrage on the already beat up bag everything seemed to fade away. Her punches started to get fiercer, harder, and more powerful when she started to think about Casey's words to the turtle everyone called Raph.

She found his words about not wanting her and the sting of them abandoning her here leaving a lump in her throat. The fear she would never voice about Hun's search for her had her fist leaving a dent in the leathery material of the bag. She pictured Casey's face on the bag suddenly; only her left fist was pummeling the place on the bag the vigilante's face had appeared repeatedly. She could feel a mix of sweat and tears on her skin as she grit her teeth, and pivoted on her knee to throw a final punch at the bag. Pain went up her leg and the rest of her body sending her to the cold floor holding her knee her music drowning out the sound of her least favorite turtle's voice as he ran in to help her. She pulled her headphones out in frustration and sent a glare to him as he hovered over her moving to pick her up from the ground.

"I thought Donnie told you to stay off that leg. What the hell are ya doin' using my bag?" Blaire growled at him as he swept her up into his arms, and sat her on a small makeshift bench near the wall.

"None of ya beeswax Shell Boy! I don't need your help or your attitude." The two glared at each other heatedly her brown eyes glossy from tears, and full of anger that was evenly matched in the turtles own eyes.

"You're so lucky Casey and April are our friends or I'd toss you out to the Dragons in a second!" Her eyes narrowed her fist tightening until her knuckles turned white, and she was so ready to punch him in his smug mug. She settled for pushing him back roughly and stood up with much difficulty figuring out that storming out dramatically was harder with a hurt knee.

"My face needs space Casey Junior so back off!" She limped out not bothering to retrieve her mp3 player from the floor should it ruin her semi-dramatic exit, and didn't bother to look at the rest of the brothers as they made their way to the training area as well. When she made it to Leonardo's room she flopped onto the bed and screamed her frustration at Raph into a pillow.

Raphael snorted as she made her way out of the dojo, and tried his best to ignore the looks his brothers were sending him as they filed in for training. Michelangelo was the first to speak as always only serving to make Raphael angrier.

"Dude what's with you and this chick? I bet you like her!" Raph's angry gaze snapped to Mikey making him cringe slightly. Raphael tried to dismiss the fact that he had been watching her with his punching bag before she hurt her knee, and growled at his younger brother.

"You kiddin' me Mikey? She's nuts, and always causing Casey trouble! She's gonna be trouble for us too just you wait." The conversation ended there, but as Raph took the place Blair left at the bag he couldn't stop the tingling of his green skin. He tried to forget the sensation of her smooth skin against his, and cursed her for walking around in those damn shorts.

He sent a hard punch at his bag out frustration a bit angry at Mikey for putting the thought out there. He didn't like this girl they way Mikey had implied, and he refused to even give it a second thought that he would like someone so utterly infuriating. So what if he had admired her from the door of the dojo? It was normal for guys to look, and it wasn't like he had girls his age walking around the lair for the admiring all the time. There were no feelings behind their shouting matches, and it was absurd even for Mikey to say something like that. Training seemed to go by so slowly as it usually did, but it also seemed like a blur once it was finished.

Blaire shuffled through the bag of things Casey and April had brought down for her to entertain herself with and pulled out the speakers to her mp3 player. She was excited about that development until she was reminded that she left said device in the gym area during her dramatic limp out. She looked around the neat little room looking for anything to do, and wishing she could just run away from here and go have fun with her friends. It was hard trying to avoid the entire family of Casey's friends, and keep herself entertained making her think that befriending one of them was a good idea. She tried to remember the other turtles besides Raph and the blue banded one, and remembered that the turtle wearing orange had been the one to be the most laid back. The thought of the turtle seemed to bring him forth making Blaire look at him with an eyebrow raised.

"Hey dudette, we got breakfast in the kitchen if your hungry, or are you doing the whole hobbit thing again?" She ruffled her short hair with her hands, and made a slight face as she spoke to him.

"Uh, I'll go down, but I kinda need a little help...what was ya name?" He gave an optimistic smile that made Blaire a little uncomfortable, and pulled her up into his arms making her frown slightly.

"Names Michelangelo, but my bros call me Mikey for short. I got cha dudette don't worry." She gave him a look and cleared her throat making him stop before he walked out the door.

"I said 'a little' help. I can still walk." He chuckled nervously and let her down keeping her arm around his shoulders as well as his arm around her waist for support. They walked down the stairs slowly, and when they reached the kitchen he announced their presence loudly.

"Look who's joining us for the most important meal of the day bros!"

Blaire thanked him for the help when he sat her in a chair, but didn't like the sudden attention that came with it. Everyone seemed to be silent as if waiting for her to speak, and she didn't want that burden. Raph was the one who finally broke the awkward silence, but with a comment that made Blaire less than cheery.

"Surprised the little princess decided to slum it with us mutants." Blaire sent a glare his way, and crossed her arms leaning back in her chair.

"I ain't no princess roids, but if you left I wouldn't be slumming it anymore. Feel free to leave." He growled and was about to retort when the purple banded turtle put a bowl in front of him quickly breaking their heated eye contact.

"Uh, here's your cereal Raph!"

A plate of eggs, bacon, and other breakfast items was set in front of her while she and Raph stared each other down. Michelangelo broke their eye contact when he demanded Blaire's attention suddenly.

"So dudette, what's with you and the Purple Dragons?" The blue banded turtle scolded Mikey for his inquiry, but she shrugged it off.

"The name is Blaire, but my buds call me Babs. It's just a mix up is all because of some bimbo who has a problem with me. My buddy Black is gonna fix it though he's pretty high up." His face was a mix of shock and horror with the spoon hanging from his mouth.

"Your friend is a Purple Dragon? Those dudes are bad news." Raph scoffed and rolled his eyes deciding his two cents was needed.

"All her friends are PD's Mikey she might as well be one of them." The anger was in the air again, and Blaire slammed down her fork to speak to him.

"Shut your noise hole Big Red no one was talking to you! What do you know anyway, like you know what goes on in the lives of these guys? Black is the sweetest damn person in the world okay? No thanks to his family! The Dragons are all he's got." She turned back to Mikey, but Raph was determined to make his presence known in the small kitchen.

"Yeah I'm so sure a guy who goes around stealing and mugging people is a saint, kid!" She snarled and threw her fork at him hitting his arm which he used to block his face, and got a growl in return.

"Shut up, and don't call me kid you can't be much older than me!"

The two's bickering rose in volume until another voice silenced the two teens into submission.

"Raphael, enough! Ms. Matthews is our guest, and should be treated accordingly." He grumbled into his cereal glaring as she stuck out her tongue to him giving him even more reasons to dislike her. Breakfast had been nearly silent for the rest of their time together in the kitchen until Mikey's curiosity of Blaire got the better of him. He asked her question upon question starting from how she ended up with Casey to if she had to go to high school.

"I don't actually go to school. The social workers give us these worksheets and tests, and if the grades are good and all they bump you up until you're at GED level. I been there awhile so I already got my GED." Mikey's blue eyes were filled with wonder, and excitement as if her life was something to be in awe of. It made her heart melt thinking that he was genuinely interested in her words, and for once she felt like she wasn't completely lost.

A few days had passed with Blaire getting used to her new home in the sewers, and she had come to find a good friend in Michelangelo and Donatello. They had become her rocks, but she tended to stray away from Leonardo due to his being intimidating. Her knee had also mended enough for her to get around and start doing normal things. She was now dancing around Leonardo's room out of boredom.

"Yeah, we danced on table tops, and we took too many shots. Think we kissed, but I forgot. Last Friday night!" Blaire shook her hips with a grin across her lips feeling much better than when she was first forced to stay down here in the lair. Her happiness was short lived when she spun around to see Raphael staring at her from his spot leaning against the door to Leo's room with a smirk. Her cheeks turned red and her grin contorted into a snarl at her unwanted audience. "It's called knocking shell for brains!"

He stood up straight smirking more at her rosy face, and enjoying her embarrassment a little too much.

"Foods ready dancey pants, and Case and April are waiting downstairs." She growled and followed him out still finding him completely infuriating. The two seemed to argue endlessly when stuck in a room together, and part of Blaire wanted Casey to be coming with good news. She sat at the table giving April a hopeful look from across the cramped kitchen.

"So, are the Dragons backing off already?" April shook her head with a frown walking over to pat Blaire's hair.

"Unfortunately not, but Casey is working on it."

Blaire sighed moving away from April's touch still sore from Casey's words, and what still felt like their abandonment. She could see sadness in April's eyes, and felt some sense of pity for her because really it was Casey who had hurt her. Yet, she couldn't bring herself to attach to someone who would soon be throwing her back into the orphan pool. A few boxes of pizza were stacked on the table, and Mikey was already helping himself to some that seemed to be covered in questionable toppings. Blaire looked through the boxes almost ready to go without eating until Casey slid a smaller box to her.

"These are for the guys. They like some weird toppings. Me and April got you your own, that Canadian bacon stuff that you like so much." She picked up the box and opened it pulling out a slice and not daring to look at Casey.

"Thanks April."

Casey let out a low growl and shook his head while Blaire got up pushing passed Raphael roughly. Blaire grabbed Mikey's hand on the way out with her tiny pizza under her arm to take him with her.

"Dinner and a movie?" She smiled to Mikey and nodded at his question looking back at Donatello as well.

"Hey Don, grab some soda and come with? Mikey found this awesome movie that's coming on soon." He smiled and nodded telling them to go ahead, and that he'd meet them there leaving the tension to stay behind. She wondered why Casey thought that he had suddenly been forgiven for what happened just because her life was in danger. When she figured out that no one was going to be consistently in her life her grudges against them became the only consistency she knew.

Her legs were crossed from her place on the couch trying to keep her pizza away from Michelangelo with a laugh.

"Aye! This is my pie Mikey back off!" He pouted and continued to grab for her pizza box until Donatello interrupted them by dangling cans of soda in their faces. Blaire took hers and pulled another slice from her box settling into the cushions of the sofa. She could faintly hear Casey and April from the kitchen, and looked back to see them walking out toward the door. April smiled softly to her the sadness from earlier still in place in her eyes.

"We'll be back soon to check up on you okay Blaire?" Blaire frowned and nodded turning back to the TV trying not to let the guilt eat at her from the inside out.

Looking back to her time with Casey and April she had to admit that April had been the closest to breaking her walls down. April was the one who Blaire had to try to push away, and kept telling herself that the older woman was pretending to care. Yet, the worry in her eyes every time Casey brought her home in the early morning hours, and when they found out about the hunt for her made it hard for Blaire to tell herself it was all a front. Casey had been the one she was always angry at, and Raphael reminded her so much of him. For that second walking home with him that night she almost thought Casey was getting attached to her, and even had her thinking he wasn't so bad. Blaire pushed her box of pizza to Mikey stating that she had lost her appetite before she pulled her knees up and hugged them. She knew Donatello was looking at her, but didn't want to ask what was wrong. Casey was the one to blame for all this anger, and if she hadn't heard what he said that night she may have even wanted to stay with them.

She felt more at home among the turtles and their rat master than with Casey Jones. She had known from the beginning that Raphael didn't want her here, and at least he was honest about it unlike Casey had been. He made it seem like having her there was fine unless she was off with her friends, and lies made it all the more painful. It was always the foster parents who seemed liked they had fallen in love with her that made her feel the worst and trust no one. She could hardly pay attention to the movie thanks to April's expression, and her own guilt. It made her a little mad that April had the power to make her feel guilty for doing what she did best, protecting herself, which was essential for her to continue on with life after they were gone. Nothing that they did would make her anger dissipate, and she probably wouldn't be civil with them even up to the moment they gave her back to the orphanage. The only tie to them she would ever have was the turtles who she planned to keep in her life.

The thought made her smile again, and when she didn't want tot be at the orphanage she could always sneak down here to hang with Mikey and Don. Blaire stretched out her legs again feeling slightly special at the thought of keeping her friendship with her two turtle companions. Donnie chuckled bashfully as she wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug, and Mikey laughed feigning disappointment that he didn't get a hug.

"Hey, where's my hug Bee? No love for the pretty turtle?" She smirked and brought Mikey into a tight embrace as well with a laugh, and Donnie gave her a confused look.

"What brought this on? The movie is supposed to be scary!" She let Mikey go and smiled to them both sitting indian style between them.

"I just had a thought, and it made me happy for once."

So there it is guys I hope you liked this chapter! I'm giving you some Blaire happiness cause her life has been pretty suckish up until this chapter, and maybe some more happy stuff is going to happen for her soon! Just review and let me know what you think, and sit on the edge of your seat waiting to see what happens next! The romance probably won't start for a few more chapters cause well as you can see Raph and Blaire just want to beat each other up! Thanks for reading guys!