I am so sorry for going AWOL guys! Life gets so busy sometimes but I got a new follower and I can't leave you all hanging. :( Thank you for reading my story and taking the time to favorite, follow, and review it. It's awesome that people like this little story of mine. This is a pretty short chapter but at least I've got something to give you guys.

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AnamariaJovel: I really tried to make each character's reaction to April getting hurt correct based on the show and my interpretation of their personalities. I'm so glad you liked it! Don't worry, Mikey's time to shine is in this chapter.


~Michelangelo's POV~

Something bothered Michelangelo. Donnie's face wasn't showing the relief he thought he would see. Even though his face showed the concern he thought he would see, there seemed to be too much of it or some other emotion that didn't belong. He seemed to be calculating something in his mind.

'What did Donnie not tell us?' he thought, 'Is there something else wrong with April?'

The thought bothered him deeply. If this was simply a few scratches Donnie wouldn't have that intense look on his face. He couldn't even remember the last time Donnie looked that troubled. If Mikey had been able to remember of a time, he was sure he could have figured out the problem.

'April wouldn't have screamed if this was only a couple of scratches on her arm and hand,' he thought to himself. 'April was tougher than that.'

'Donnie would have told us if something was REALLY wrong with April. He would have taken her to a hospital. He would have had Casey walk her in. Right?'

As they ran through the sewers he desperately hoped he was.

~Leonardo~

Leo knew his brother was concerned about April, but Donnie's body language seemed to say there was something else he was worried about. Something even worse than a few minor cuts. Leo frowned as he glanced at Donatello's face. There was something there that Leo couldn't quite read. It was odd that he couldn't see the problem. It probably had to something to do with the fact that they were running at top speed and he had to pay attention to what lay ahead.

'I wish I knew what lay ahead for April,' Leonardo thought as he jumped over a protruding pipe.

'Did Donnie think that April would need stitches after all?'

It was unlikely but he still couldn't quiet scratch it off his list of reasons.

'Maybe he was worried about an infection,' he thought as he splashed through a small puddle.

That seemed possible since they were old glass bottles after all, once containing who knows what.

'But his face still seems to show something different. Something almost like dread.' Leo thought to himself.

It seemed crazy to even think of something like that, but still the thought was there.

When they finally reached the lair, Leo finally got a good look at his brother's pained face. It only took two seconds for the leader to know what was on the inventor's troubled mind.

'Oh my gosh why didn't I think of this before! Poor April, and even worse poor Donatello! This will be hard for both of them.'


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