WARNING: Raph, Donnie, and Casey fangirls may have feels attacks. Read at your own risk.

Emily never woke up.

"GUYS! GUYS, WAIT!" Mikey yelled outside the house. "WAKE THE GUY UP AND GET IN HERE!"

"What? Mikey, what's going on?!" Donnie asked. The two vigilantes spun around and ran back to the house.

"It's Emmy…" Mikey said, sounding on the brink of tears. "S-She never w-woke up!"

Casey and Donnie stood there, opened mouthed. They ran in the house to see Emily's head in Raph's lap and April trying to find her pulse.

"Guys… her pulse is just barely there." April said.

Casey threw Bernie on to the couch and slapped him across the face. "WHY ISN'T SHE AWAKE?!" He yelled when the old man snapped awake.

"What?!" Bernie yelled in surprise. His eyes grew wide when he saw the still-sleeping kunoichi. He ran over to feel her pulse, just like April had been. Raph moved, giving him room. "No…" Bernie said. "I-It's not real! It… it can't be!"

"WHAT?!" Casey yelled, in fear for his best friend. (He qualified both Raph and Emily as best friends.)

"There was said to be a fifth Dream Beaver… Letum Beaver… it was scientifically proved that it's virtually impossible for that creature to leave the dream world."

"Well he was there all right! We saw him!" Leo shouted, pointing at Emily.

"Wait… 'Letum' means 'death' in Latin." Donnie said, turning pale.

"C-can we get her out?" Mikey said, pools of tears forming in his eyes.

"I-I…" Bernie stammered. "I don't think so…"

Raphael broke down. Tears poured from his eyes, and he covered his mouth with his knuckles, keeping himself from sobbing and his lip from quivering. Leo, Donnie, and April began to cry, also.

April laid her hand on Emily's chest, but quickly jumped back with a scream. She buried herself into Donnie's chest. "S-She's not breathing…"

"WE'RE STUCK HERE!" Letum Beaver yelled at the top of his lungs. "THERE'S NO WAY OUT!"

That recided in my head over and over again. I swear to god, my brain is 75% song lyrics, because when he charged at me, with his teeth bared, the first thing I thought of was this;

"With our backs to the wall, the darkness will fall,

We never quite thought we could lose it all,

Ready, aim, fire, ready, aim, fire!

An empire's fall in just one day!

You close your eyes and the glory fades!

Ready, aim, fire, ready, aim, fire away!

Ready, aim, fire, ready, aim, fire away!"

Reasons why I relate to this right now;

I'm the empire, and I could easily fall right at this moment.

My back is to a wall.

If I close my eyes, I'm gonna lose my life.

Reasons why I don't;

I'm the empire. But I won't fall.

I drew my axe, and charged as well. My blade struck his teeth, the force from the hit making us both bounce back. "YOU WANNA GO DOWN LIKE THIS?!" I yelled. "THEN LET IT BE!" I let out a battle cry, loud and deep from my chest. A hard kick to his face sent him flying, but his quick reflexes sent him to his feet within seconds and he popped his jaw back into place with grotesque"CRUNCH!" . I put in my all, and I started to see red. I could feel myself getting weaker.

I was slowly losing the battle.

The thought of seeing my brothers and friends again was the only thing that could keep my going at this point. Honestly, the thought of leaving without saying goodbye to them… absolutely terrified me.

But I still have a chance, and I'm putting in all it takes.

Bernie had fallen asleep again. Casey looked over at the obteracculum, it's pieces still scattered around from when he had shattered it just moments ago. He did the first thing that came to his head; he shattered it a little more. Casey raised the wooden bat above his head and furiously slammed it into the metal plug. He did it over, and over, and over again. With every strike, tears clouded his vision, until he fell to his knees and buried his face in his hands as he sobbed. Raph laid a comforting hand on the teenager's shoulder.

I was sweating and bleeding, heavy breaths coming in from my clenched jaws. My axe slung over my shoulder. I charged, one last time, my own fury keeping me on my feet. I could close my eyes and lie down and be done with everything, just like that. But no, that's not how I was raised. If I'm going down, there's no way in heck I'm not going down without a fight.

One… last… step…

The axe head cut through his stomach, splitting him straight in half. I was knocked to my feet and blinded by a bright light. I think I blacked out for a moment…

I jumped up, stuffing myself as far into a corner as I could. I was totally unaware of my surroundings. My breaths were loud and shaky, my eyes wide, and I was shivering like mad, but I wasn't cold.
"Emily…" It was April's voice. I suddenly recognized my surroundings. I was in the den in April's old family home. I was surrounded by my family.

My shocked appearance turned into a relieved smile. April helped me to my feet, and she quickly grabbed under my arm when my legs almost gave way.

"EMILY!" Casey latched onto me and pulled me into a tight embrace, his sobs loud and heartbreaking. I was slightly thrown aback by his sudden act of affection, but quickly got over it.

"Shh… it's okay Casey, I'm right here, everythings okay…" I rubbed soft circles into his back.

He pressed his forehead on to mine. "I'm sorry… I-I just… oh my God *sob*" Tears pricked my own eyes as I wiped away his. He gave me one last hug and a soft kiss on the forehead, and pulled away. Not even a second went by when Raph latched onto me and buried his face into my shoulder, his violent sobs muffled by my jacket.

"Aw, Raph…" I quietly said as I ran my fingers through his rugged mask tails. "Shh…" His breaths were really shaky and his tear flow was heavy. Luckily I remember a trick from when we were younger.

"If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea,

I'll sail the world to find you.

If you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you can't see,

I'll be the light to guide you.

Find out what we're made of,

When we are called to help our friends in need.

You can count on me like 1, 2, 3

I'll be there.

And I know when I need it

I can count on you like 4, 3, 2

You'll be there,

'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah.

Ooooooh, oooohhh."

I sang softly to him. Even when we were little kids, singing had some kind of effect on Raph. He shed less tears, and his violent sobs eased.

"I don't wanna let go yet," he said into my t-shirt. "Please, don't make me let go."

"Don't worry, Raph, I won't." I said as he nuzzled his nose under my chin. I gave him a kiss on the forehead. "I won't…"

I had volunteered to cook dinner that night. I chopped up green onions and tossed them into the stew pot. I could hear the kitchen door opened and I turned around to see who it was. "Hey Casey." He had just gotten back from returning Bernie to his home.

"Hey, Em, need any help?" He said as he walked over to stand next to me.

"Um… actually, could you take the meat off the pan and cut it up for me?" I asked, pointing to the pan on the stove. He reached for the cutting board and did as I asked.

We stood there in silence, until he said, "Um… Emily?"

I looked up at him. "What's up?"

"H-how did you get out of the nightmare?" His cheeks flushed a pink color.

I paused, staring down at my knife. "Casey… I killed it. I killed the beaver. But I did what I had to do."

He rested a comforting hand on my shoulder. "You are one cool chick." I smiled. "How did you know that singing would stop Raph's crying? Well, not stop it, he was still crying, but you know what I mean."

I shrugged. "My voice has always had some kind of calming effect on him. Even when we were really little."

"That's really cool. That was my dad and my little sis. She'd be upset, he would sing, and bam, she'd be fine."

We did that for the next 10 minutes. We just… talked.

"Hey, Em?" Raph asked. I was about to head off to bed when Raph came downstairs. He was looking down on at the floor and rocking on his heels, like he does when he's embarrassed or nervous. "C-can I sleep with you tonight? On the couch?"

I smiled at him. "Of course."

He rested his head on my chest and nuzzled his head under my chin. We each fell asleep…

I woke up to crying. It wasn't me or Raph, so I peeked my head up from the couch. Donnie has his shell pressed up against the wall and his head in his hands. I slid up more, easing myself out of Raph's grip so that I wouldn't wake him. "Donnie? 'You alright?"

He jumped at the sound of my voice. "Emily…" His voice broke. I hopped up from the couch and ran to his side. Tears cascading down his cheeks. "Emily I-I can't sleep. I… they're still there-"

"Shh, calm down. Here." I gripped his hand and brought him outside. "Now, what's up?"

He broke down. He sobbed into my shoulder and told me everything. About the chase through New York, about the beaver saying he wanted to eat him, everything. "I was so scared, I-I thought I wouldn't wake up… I'm afraid he'll come back…"

"Shh… Donnie, everything's fine. The beavers are gone, every last one, they can't hurt anybody anymore. There's nothing to worry about. Shh… let's go inside, you can sleep with me and Raph."

Back inside, Raph was sitting up on the couch, his eyes wide and filling to the brim with tears. He had had a nightmare.

"Raph!" Donnie and I quickly ran to his side to comfort him. "Shh…" I rubbed circles into his shell and wiped away his tears.
"I-I dreamt that I was alone. I didn't know where anybody was…"

"Aw, honey. We're right here beside you. We're all ok." I kissed him on the cheek.

Donnie laid his head on Raph's shoulder, he laid his head on mine, and we all finally had a safe, beaverless slumber.