Still don't own the turtles. Enjoy!

Leo watched as his brothers flew through the air, landing in different spots around the lab. Why hadn't he realized it before? After all the dreams, he should have seen sooner. They were in April's lab—that was the place in his dream. And the explosion was coming from somewhere in the lab. He had to get his brothers out. Now!

"Leo, what's wrong, Bro?" That was Raph's voice. Leo looked up to see all of his brothers looking at him worriedly.

Leo shoved his brothers toward the door, shouting, "We have to get out of here, quick!" At the lack of response from his brothers, Leo started screaming again. "Come on!" He had to get them to safety. He dragged and shoved the confused-looking turtles toward the front of the lab, praying they would make it in time.

But he was too late. The explosion came from close to the door, sending all four turtles flying in the direction they had just come from. Leo landed hard on his stomach, knocking the wind out of him. He struggled to locate his brothers but was forced to cover his head with his arms as half of the building flew at him.

Then, as quickly as it had begun, it was over. The building had for the most part collapsed, bringing down the abandoned apartments above down on top of it. Leo struggled to breathe through the dust that clouded his vision. He tried to stand up; pain instantly shot through his body and he fell back to the floor. He lay there for a moment, catching his breath, before carefully trying again, slower this time.

He inhaled sharply at the pain in his chest but continued to rise. He stopped once he was on his knees, looking around for any signs of his brothers.

"Raphael? Donatello? Michelangelo?" Leo called, his voice surprisingly weak. He took a deep breath before trying again. "Raph! Donny! Mikey!" Still no answer. He looked closely at his surroundings for the first time. This was all way too familiar. Not knowing where his brothers were, being trapped in a small space by so much rubble… As if dreaming this over and over hadn't been bad enough.

The back wall was still fully intact, at least as much of it as Leo could see. The others must be closer to the front, Leo thought. He had been closest to the door when the explosion went off, so he had probably been thrown back the farthest. There was a wall of debris a few feet in front of him—hopefully none of his brothers were trapped underneath that. Off to his right was a smaller pile of bricks and metal beams; he might as well start looking there.

He slowly stood up the rest of the way, holding his sore plastron. He looked down at his chest, shocked by what he saw. There was a large bruise spreading across his chest, and blood oozed from a three-inch-long crack in his plastron. No wonder it hurts so badOh well, it wasn't bad enough to keep him from looking for his brothers. He headed toward the pile in the corner, not sure if he really wanted to find one of his brothers in there.

Donatello groaned as he woke up. Where was he? What had happened? Realization flooded Don a little too quickly. Oh man, Leo was right, was his first thought. Why hadn't he listened?

He slowly became aware of his surroundings. He was on his back surrounded by pieces of the laboratory. There was something heavy across his legs—he tried to move them and was relieved to discover he could. He turned his head to either side; to his left was a wall of debris and to his right, barely visible through a tangled mess of bricks, beams, and broken glass, was a gaping hole in the front of the building.

Don sat up, wincing as his legs scraped against the large metal pole wedged above them. At least they weren't pinned. If the pole hadn't caught on the wall of rubble his legs would probably be broken. As it was they were bruised and sore. He rubbed at his aching shins and wondered where his brothers were. He thought about Leo's dream; Leo never found out if they survived or not. Donny pushed the scary thought from his mind and focused on hoping for the best. It wasn't like they actually died in the dream, after all.

Donny gave up on standing after landing hard on his backside, legs throbbing mercilessly. I'm so glad Raph isn't here to see this, he thought as he crawled toward the thinner wall of debris. He quickly changed his mind, however. He would gladly put up with Raph's sarcastic comments if it meant he knew he was okay.

Raphael swore as he remembered what had happened. Why the shell does Leo always gotta be right? He pushed himself to his feet, ignoring the pain in his shoulder and upper arm, and studied the extent of the damage done by the explosion. Not good. From what he could tell, the whole building had collapsed after the bomb went off. Raph had been thrown to the side by the blast, and had landed near the front of the building. He was trapped on three sides by piles of rubble, and on the fourth was the only standing part of the front wall, far away from the door and the few windows.

He could probably climb over the debris that were trapping him, but with his sore arm and the fact that he had no idea what was on the other side, he decided that might not be the best idea. He decided to try to dig his way out, starting at the top of the smallest pile. This is gonna be a blast! he thought, then cringed at his poor choice of words. Might as well get started.

Mikey was first aware of the painful throbbing in his head. He teetered between consciousness and unconsciousness for a few moments before deciding to stay awake and figure out where he was. The last thing he remembered was the call from April, running to her lab, Leo freaking out, and then… The explosion. So Leo wasn't crazy. Or maybe I'm crazy too. My head hurts… Mikey finally opened his eyes, shocked by what he saw. He was sitting up in a corner of the lab, covered in dust and surrounded by pieces of brick. Barely to the left of his foot was a large concrete block. That could have really hurt…

He craned his neck to see the wall he was leaning against; it felt uneven and unstable. It wasn't a wall at all. A real wall, anyway. It was a large pile of debris that stretched from the floor to the cracked and broken ceiling. Really hope that doesn't cave in. Mikey brushed some of the rubble off of himself and slowly eased himself to his feet. He settled for his knees as dizziness overcame him. He took his hand from his forehead. On it was blood. Mikey remembered seeing the brick flying at his face. No wonder he was so dizzy…

Mikey held his breath as he heard a scraping sound behind him. He scooted away a little, nervously eyeing the threatening wall of large debris. He nearly jumped out of his shell when he heard a familiar voice on the other side of the wall. "Raph! Donny! Mikey!"

Relief flooded him as he called back, "Leo, it's Mikey! I'm here, Bro!

As promised, longer and, I hope, a little more exciting. I know nothing's really happened yet, but I have big plans for the next chapter. Thanks again to Sapphire93, mav32, Kyaserin Marii, and aronoiiel for your reviews. I really appreciate them!