Mikey looked frantically around for the voice, but stopped when he felt an explosion of pain in his chest. It was a white hot pain that made his face scrunch up in pain. He stood shocked, but his face told a thousand words.

His eyes were scrunched in pain. His nose was wrinkled along with his freckles. And his teeth were clenched together. He fell to his knees as he no longer acknowledged the world around him. All he knew was pain.

He fell to his back and soon he was being cradled.

"Can you hear me, Mikey?" The voice was gentle. He could've sworn he saw a flash of red, but he wasn't sure. He was barely able to acknowledge the person right in front of him.

"Y-Yes." He said. It sounded pained. Strained. Forced. Because it was.

"I'm going to call an ambulance, ok. You're going to be fine, just don't go to sleep."

He couldn't help himself. He couldn't stay awake. It was just too painful.

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His ears were ringing. It sounded like a high pitched buzzer.

"Take...ER."

"Who...this?"

"What...see?"

"I...gun."

"We need to...he needs to...jail."

"Don't...Mikey."

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The three brothers waited in the waiting room along with Casey, April, and Yoshi. None of the family had been allowed to sit in the ambulance with Michelangelo. Soon they saw four peramedics run in with Mikey on a stretcher. He looked so pail.

"Quick, take him to the ER!" A peramedic yelled at the others. Each person in the waiting room watched as Mikey was wheeled away from view.

"Who the hell did this?" Raph growled.

Leo looked at April. "What did you see, April?"

April sighed as she put a piece of her red hair behind her ear. "I was walking home from the library when I heard a fifteen year old asking a kid if he had any last words. I ran to the scene only to find Mikey being held at gun point."

Casey growled. "We need to find this kid! He needs to be in jail!"

Donnie sighed. "Don't give up, Mikey."

April looked at her boyfriend sympathetically. "Don't worry, Don. Mikey won't give up. It's not in his characteristics."

Donnie sighed. "I know, I know. But did you see him on that bed? He looked so frail and helpless and pail. I just...I don't know. How could we not see this before? How could we have not taken action?"

Leo sighed. "I have no clue. But if he doesn't recover by the time I have to leave, I'm not going. Right now,
Mikey is at my top priority."

Everyone went silent. They didn't know what to say anymore. Or if anything was worth saying. They all knew that Mikey had a good chance of dying, but they didn't want to admit it. He looked so pail and frail on the bed.

But all they could do for now is wait.

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An hour had passed before a doctor came out asking for the Hamato family. "Only immediate family." He said strictly.

The family looked at April and Casey who nodded in understanding before leaving th hospital.

"How is my son?" Yoshi asked, wanting to get down to business.

The doctor sighed. "It's hard to say, really. The bullet was dangerously close to the heart. I'm surprised he didn't die on the way here."

Donnie looked at the thirty year old doctor with wire glasses. "What are his chances of survival?" Donnie didn't really want to know.

"I'd say about a 30% chance of survival. But if he does somehow survive he'd have to start sleeping constantly with a breathing mask. When he's out and about he'll need a cannula. He'll need to come for monthly check ups for a long time."

Leo sucked in some air. "But he'll be able to get off of that stuff, right? He won't have to do this for the rest of his life, right?"

The doctor shook his head. "If by some odd miracle occured then he wouldn't have to. But as of now he's pretty disabled."

Tears welled in Donnie's eyes. "No! We almost lost him once, we cannot lose him again!" Yoshi was confused by his son's remark.

"What do you mean by that my son?"

Donnie gulped. "I'll...uh...explain later."

"Would you like to see him?" The family nodded and the doctor lead them to a white hallway where several patients were being wheeled around. The doctor lead them to room 206 and opened the door slowly.

They hated the sight in front of them.

Mikey was so pail he almost blended in with the bedsheets. His arm was still in the orange cast but with all of the machinery he was hooked up to it was about as conspicuous as a polar bear against the whitest snow.
He had a breathing mask on and his heart rate was dangerously low. Donnie didn't even know what half of the machinery did. Soon the doctor left the family of five alone. They all sat in a circle around Mikey's bed, hoping he would wake. He never did. Not that day, anyway.

"We'll trade on watches," Their father announced. "One day one of us will watch him and the next day someone else will watch. You boys still have two weeks of Thanksgiving break off. I pray that he will awake before hand. Until then, we must decide who will take first shift."

"I will." He decided it was not up for question. That himself should take first watch.

"Are you sure, Donatello?" Yoshi asked.

Donnie nodded. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life."

Sorry it's not real long. I had hoped for it to be longer, but it's not. First chapter in a while where I didn't leave you guys at a cliff hanger, huh? LOL XD I am feeling a bit better. Still have a bit of a headache, but I felt really bad about not posting, so yay for guilt trips! But do remember, Mikey's life is in my hands. If you want me to keep him alive you might wanna review and tell me what you thought. If not...I guess that's the end of Mikey. :( Did you like it, love it, hate it? Let me know what you think. Your opinion matters.