Just a Mistake
By
Hannio
Chapter Seven
What a splendid idea Michelangelo
Disclaimer – None of the characters mentioned in the below piece of fiction belong to me in any shape or form. I am merely borrowing them for my own purposes.
Author Note – Sorry for the delay on this chapter. I've had a lot going on recently which I needed to sort out but I've done it now. Plus I'm on holiday with internet access so I'm hoping to try and get more updating done before Sunday when I go back home! This story is near the end now! Whoop, whoop the end is nigh!
Donatello gave a silent sigh of relief as he closed the lab door silently behind him. The fever had definitely broken and although Raphael would continue feeling like death warmed up for the next few days he would make a full recovery.
He swallowed hard when he thought about the long four days when Raphael remained in an unconscious stupor, only awakening from it occasionally and even then he had been out of it, unable to recognise them, barely seeing them, unable to do anything except accepting the water they had offered to him with soft words of encouragement until he was pulled away from them back into the darkness where none of them could follow. There had been more then one occasion when Donatello had wondered whether Raphael's illness was beyond his ability to treat.
He shook his head, forcing the thought to the back of his mind. He didn't even want to consider the possibility that they could have lost their brother.
Donatello headed towards the kitchen, following the gorgeous smell that was reminding him with a vengeance how hungry he was. He didn't particularly want to eat with the rest of them. He would have preferred getting his portion and eating it in the lab where he could keep a close eye on his brother. Out of the woods he might have been but Donatello wasn't going to leave anything to chance. He wouldn't be satisfied until Raphael was back on his feet, moody and cussing like he normally did, only then would he know for definite that his brother was back to normal.
Still he had little choice in the matter. Master Splinter having obtained his word earlier that day that he would be at every meal no matter how awkward they made him feel at the moment.
He wasn't sure whether he was still angry at Leonardo or whether that anger had turned inwards to him self. All he could hear when he allowed him self to stop for a moment were Leonardo's words, constantly running through his head on a continuous loop that he couldn't stop because deep down he knew his older brother was right.
It had been partly his fault as well. He had sat there and lectured the other two on how they always had to keep an eye on Raphael, how it was important for them all to know the signs so there was little chance of Raphael collapsing on them again and yet here they were. All of them, Donatello included, too wrapped up in their own lives to actually pay attention to what had been happening around them.
If Donatello had been as diligent as he had told Leonardo and Michelangelo to be then perhaps none of this would have happened.
He breathed out noisily trying to ignore the thought if he continued to feel this way then he was going to drive him self mad.
"Hey Donnie, just in time, I was about to call you out of the lab" Michelangelo said attracting Donatello from his dark thoughts. He glanced up and smiled at his youngest brother pleased to see that he looked more like himself.
"I thought I'd leave Raph alone to rest" Donatello remarked absently as he slid into his seat "This smells real good Mikey" he commented, Michelangelo grinned.
"Doesn't it just" he remarked with a wide grin "I think I've missed my calling in life, I should be a cook, one of those celebrity cooks on TV who stand there and give orders to lots of scared chefs. I'm sure I could be scary like that" he looked thoughtful for a moment, clearly picturing the scene in his head, the sight causing Donatello to grin. It never mattered what sort of mood he was in, a few minutes in Michelangelo's company was all it took for him to start smiling.
"Thought you wanted to be a superhero" Donatello commented raising an eye ridge at Michelangelo as he placed a large plate of lasagne in front of him.
"I could do both" Michelangelo announced "Every superhero has a secret identity don't you know. I could be cook by day, crime fighter by night. Seriously Donnie, when Raphie is better we need to do a superhero night, it would be awesome! We could watch movies and play beat-em ups and eat junk food, what do you think Leo? Sounds like a plan?" Donatello glanced behind him to see Leonardo leaning against the door, watching Michelangelo with an indulgent smile which had been lacking for the last few days.
Clearly he had heard the news.
"Sounds like a plan to me Mikey" Leonardo commented as he entered the room and sat opposite Donatello, he turned his attention to Donatello after thanking Michelangelo for the food, his eyes narrowing slightly "Mike tells me that Raph woke up?" Donatello nodded his head.
"He woke up for about five minutes a short time ago. He isn't out of the woods but it's a good start that he recognised me"
"That is a good sign" Leonardo replied.
Donatello watched from the corner of his eyes as Michelangelo took his seat, his shoulders dropping as his smile withered away.
"He should be awake later if you want to pay him a visit" he said, trying to make his voice friendly. Leonardo raised an eye ridge, his eyes scanning Donatello's face in a thoughtful fashion.
"I was going to anyway" he answered. There was a slight silence which was broken by Michelangelo.
"So Donnie" he said his voice overly bright "Leo and I are going for a run after dinner why don't you come with? It will do you some good and I'm sure that Master Splinter would be cool to sit with Raph, it will give him time to work on the lecture he'll give Raphie-boy when Raph's well enough to withstand it"
"Thanks for the offer Mike but-" Donatello began when he was cut off
"That sounds like a splendid idea Michelangelo" they all turned as one to the doorway to see Master Splinter watching them all "Time away from here would be good for you all. I am more then able to sit with Raphael and work on my lecture as Michelangelo puts it" he remarked dryly, Donatello grinned glancing back at Michelangelo as the younger turtle rubbed the back of his neck looking awkward.
Donatello picked his fork up and stabbed it into his lasagne. The thought of escaping to the surface for a while did sound pleasant. He could head over to April's and spend some time with her, both she and Casey had been ringing constantly over Raphael, and it was only by telling them that Raphael was infectious that they kept away. They would want to know straight away the breakthrough that had occurred.
Not only that but it would give Donatello a chance to borrow April's new science magazine that she had emailed him about which he was itching to get his hands on.
The more he thought about it the more he was looking forward to it.
"Good idea Mikey" Leonardo now said breaking into the silence that had descended after Master Splinter's words "It will give Donnie and I, a chance to have a talk" he said, the tone making it clear that it was no suggestion but an order.
Donatello's heart sank.
Perhaps this run wasn't a good idea at all.
Author Note – Yay another chapter done! As I said this story is very close to the end, I cant believe it Anyway please review but no flames! Thanks