CHAPTER 7

Through the entire ride with helicopter the four paralyzed bodies were wobbling and bumping on the two small seats.

The numbness of the anesthetic was starting to wear off and the bruises that were created from bumping to each other began to ache painfully. They apparently had to pass some kind of scanning process as they moved from the helipad to an elevator so, two agents with Bishop leading grabbed each turtle by the biceps and with their feet sliding in the concrete they dragged them in front of the solid metal doors. Bishop had his eyes scanned through a small blue screen and he mumbled something to the microphone attached on the scanner granting entry to the heavy steel doors.

The trip through the lower floors was short and they eventually reached a spacious lab filled with all sorts of steel and glass equipment, white lab coated people pacing around with either notepads or what it looked like wireless radios strapped on their belts listening to someone dictating a document while doing an experiment on some tissue samples.

Before they saw more, the agents dragged them in a bright white space, strapping them on four identical steel tables. Then as they stepped out a sterilized table was brought in with Bishop behind it and another scientist.

Thereafter Bishop took Donnie's table out of the room leaving the turtles with this new ochre hair colored dude who seemed expressionless as a wood plank. They all started to protest and yell but it was no use. With their voices finally beginning to hoarse Leo, Raph and Mikey settled down for now. The mute scientist connected some wires and plunges on their bodies while they were struggling with the leather straps without them noticing. Finally he turned on some monitors and started recording the turtles' vitals and brain capacity levels. Every now and then the wires would spike them with a small amount of electricity modifying their heart rate.

The nameless man would take note at that too. Getting a tiny scalpel he then took a small cut and pulled a tissue sample on Raphael's bicep securing it in a plastic bag. Then he took a vial and pressed on to the fresh wound, filling it with blood and securing it with a cork. He then proceeded to do the same with Leo and Mikey, who was crying silently, still not saying a word and with an expressionless face masking him. After that he left the room leaving the turtles by themselves.

"Leo, can you get free?" Mikey asked whispering with a scared expression blooming on his face. Every time they were in Bishop's turf something new and hurtful would always happen to them.

"Don't worry Mikey, we will get out here soon" Leo said letting loose his small kunai he always carries in his knee pad. Using his bare feet he cut through his straps and then proceeded to cut the other two. After freeing himself he turned to the other two turtles cutting their straps too.

Nearing the only exit Leo observed the hallway and they started to move stealthily towards the way Bishop had gone a few moments ago. They had to jump on the power conduits that littered the ceiling to avoid scientists and some body guards moving through the different stations of the building. Very stealthily they've reached the end of the first corridor listening carefully for any sign of Don. Suddenly they hear a loud pain yelp coming from the door next to them followed by scared grunts that could match a lions'. Leo opened the door with ease and cautiously they hid behind some machinery right across Donnie's table. "Come on little turtle don't squirm" Bishop said leaning over Donnie's smaller form grabbing his arm and twisting it making Donatello roar loudly with pain. Raph stared as his new brother got cut again and again, the blood dripping in plastic tubes ending in tiny thick glass vessels. Anger made Raph lose any control on his body and he lashed out both of his sai in his hands running towards Bishop.

Sensing him the agent ducked and lashed his foot out knocking Raph down. Setting a firm leg on the turtle's plastron he said

"You make me giggle turtle. Did you actually think you could overpower me that easily?" Raph said nothing as he saw Mikey close his shell cell; Don had the kindness to make each turtle one.

Then he and Leo charged from different angles in hoping to trap the man but they got shot towards the opposite wall by a few new agents that entered the scene. Bishop must have activated an alarm or something. Leo and Mikey fought with them while Raph handled Bishop.

Raph had cornered him on a wall when suddenly a loud crush was heard through the same wall and Raph got shot back landing on Donatello's cot right on top of him sealing their lips into a kiss. Both of their eyes had widen and Raph quickly got up his face flushed all the way down on his neck as he let Donatello loose and tossing him over his shoulder because he was still under the effect of a sedative and while it started to dissolve yet he wasn't able to move. The room was filled with dust and broken concrete and using that to his advantage Mikey took out a grappling hook and tied Bishop with it before the man could react. . Then April and Casey appeared with the Donnie's Battle Shell vehicle that he made and getting in, they made a run for it.

After they settled a really tired brainiac in his room, they all relaxed and each turtle went his own way. Leo went to inform Master Splinter about the event however Raph and Mikey were so beat that they retired earlier as well.

Sleeping though didn't come to Raph. His brain was slightly fuzzy from the whole day's events but only one thing would come and stick in the middle of his mind clearly. Those warm beautifully shaped lips over his, wanting nothing more to lose himself, in those dark honey brown eyes.

Little Donnie struck his heart from day one, but since he couldn't cope with rejection he left it alone. But it didn't. Night and day he had Don in his head sometimes even resulting to some dark thoughts of his cruel imagination which liked to play evil games with him. Finally though his mind gave him a rest and he drifted into a dreamless sleep until the next morning.

As the family was seated into the kitchen eating and chattering Raph couldn't keep his eyes in check and away from Donnie so he try to focus on his breakfast instead. The day pretty much passed smoothly, and after lunch the four turtles went on their separated ways, Leo went to meditate while Mikey and Donnie went to their room the sea green one to draw on his sketch pad and the olive green one to work on a project. Raph plunged himself on the couch to watch something to calm his mind of things but nothing caught his interest and he turned it off. Then he thought he should ask Don about last night. 'He wasn't going to chicken out that easily, he wasn't a coward' he thought with a determined aim.

So he strolled towards Donnie's room no longer scared. He found the little genius sitting on his desk screwing a bolt to some weird engine thing. Knocking on the door though got Donnie's attention and he settled his screwdriver down before turning to see who it was.

"Yes Raph do you need anything?" he asked while getting up from his chair. "Um actually yes Donnie" Raph said rubbing his neck, "I want to apologize for uh, kissing you the other day".

"Oh okk-kay Raph" Don said flustered waving a hand to cover a blush taking over his whole face and neck. "It was a-an accident I-I am sure".

Raph had a questioning look now tipping his head sideways. If Don was ok with it why did he avoid eye contact with him? Something deeper was going on here and Raph would discover it one way or another. Stalking towards Donnie he asked

"Why are you blushing genius?" the red clad turtle said. Don just stayed quiet if not possible blushing even more, looking away. "Did you like it?" Raph said a little bit desperate nearing him closer.

The purple clad turtle nodded affirmatively. Then nothing could stop the hot head. Before he could react Raph grabbed him with his big muscular arms, raised him up in a hug and gave him a breath-taking kiss.

Don's mind was going in wild circles as he allowed entry deeper into a hidden desire he kept secret for so long since he met the red banded turtle. Soon though they had to separate for the need of oxygen but that didn't mean Raph had to stop hugging the purple turtle closely and the said turtle wrapped his own arms on the muscular turtle. Raph had to sit down so he wouldn't drop the smaller turtle, just nuzzling him lovingly. 'What a softie' Donnie giggled internally.

As they sat together Don sighed contently, his head on Raph's shoulder inhaling his delicious scent, wanting nothing more to stay like that for the rest of the day but the evening patrol was coming closer so they went downstairs and joined the two other turtles as they went on to the rooftops of New York.

End Chapter 7