Michelangelo's POV
I really wanted to help Leo, my only problem is how. . . Then it hit me, I'll make him some soup! I scrambled into the kitchen and pulled out the ingredients for chicken and rice soup. It was a lighter meal, so hopefully it wouldn't make him sick.
First, I cooked the rice until it was soft, then added chicken, broth, and some vegetables. I let it simmer for about fifteen minutes. It smelled delicious. I ladled out a small bowl for Leo and put it on a tray alongside a glass of water, a flower and a cold rag. It looked perfect. I carefully picked up the tray and carried to to Leo's room. Donnie was leaving, carrying his med kit.
"Hey Mikey."
"Hey Donnie. Is Leo okay?"
"Not really, he keeps coughing. A bit too much and too hard for my tastes. I'm a little worried..."
"Can I see him?"
"Sure Mikey, but please wear a mask."
"I already am wearing a mask!" I joked, trying to get the resident genius to smile.
"I'm serious Mikey, here." He calmly stated, handing me a mask to place over my nose and mouth. I put it on, and entered Leo's room.
"H-hey M-Mikey."
"Hey Leo, how'd you know it was me?" Leo gave me a look.
"I thought your joke was f-f-funny" Leo coughed.
"I'm glad someone did." I smiled. "I brought you a surprise."
"What is it?" I set the tray of food down on his bedside table.
"I made you some chicken and rice soup!" Before Leo could reply his started to cough uncontrollably in his hands. Blood. There was blood. "Donnie! Come quick!"
Donatello's POV
I was walking into my lab when I heard my little brother cry from Leo's room. I jerked the med kit from the shelf and ran as fast as I could.
"What's wrong?!" I questioned.
"Leo. He's coughing up blood!"
"I was afraid that would happen..." I sighed.
"Donnie, shouldn't you be wearing a mask to keep you safe?"
"I gave you mine." I smiled. Leo winced as he yet again began to have a coughing fit. "Hey Leo. Can you hear me?" He nodded. "Is there something we can do?"
"I brought a cold rag!" Mikey interrupted.
"Give it to me." He handed me the cloth, and I placed it on the back of Leo's neck. He shivered in response. He felt warm. A little too warm. I wished I could access some medicine. Leo can't survive like this. I continued to think about to do when I heard someone vomit in what sounded like the kitchen. Mikey and Leo were in here with me. That can only mean...Raph...oh shell.