A/N: I would like to thank f3296 for helping me from chapters 4-8, I really appreciated your help.

And thank you GirlzRule312 for helping with chapters 9 and 10.

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This is the final chapter guys! Check out Jack's Story that goes along with this. I'm not calling it a sequel per-say but it has the same situations, characters and turtle tots from this story.

It had been many years since Raphael and his brothers had rescued Deangelo and Trixie from the clutches of Agent Bishop. And in that time they had watched them grow into fine young turtles.

Deangelo, light on his feet and fast as lightning, the now fifteen year old could outrun any of his uncles on any given day. He always had a smile on his face and played jokes on Trixie setting her temper off. Raph watched the young teenager and knew that this boy was a spitting image of Michelangelo. Then there was Raph's daughter, Trixie. Raphael had passed on his color red to his daughter, only it was more dark crimson. She was definitely his clone; she had the same temper he had, only there seemed to be more of an edge to it. She knew how to use fear to manipulate others to bend at her will. Now this, he had no idea where it came from.

Deangelo and Trixie had grown up as close as cousins, almost like siblings. Deangelo gained the color yellow; Mikey had said it matched his personality. Raph stood in the dojo watching his nephew and daughter spar. They had begun training at the age of five years old. Splinter had gotten to the age where he could no longer safely be the Sensei anymore, so the roll landed on Leonardo and Raphael. Leonardo agreed to share the roll with his brother only because he thought it was fair he help train his own daughter. Young Trixie was much like her father and tried Leo's patience at every practice.

Standing next to his older brother, Raphael looked over at him and whispered, "So, do ya think they could go on their first patrol tonight?"

Leo looked over at his younger brother, who he had once called a 'hot head'. Twelve years later he had made a complete turn around and was now well grounded – to a certain degree, of course. If he felt his temper rise he would go to the dojo and train, or just go for a walk. Leonardo had watched his younger brother grow up immensely in the last twelve years.

Leo looked over at him and said softly, "Well, do you think they are ready?"

Raph smirked when Trixie knocked Deangelo off his feet and land on his shell with her Tessen at his throat. She smiled down at him and said, "You're dead!"

Deangelo looked up at her and said quickly, "Not in this life time!"

He put his foot on the tip of her lower part of her shell and flipped her over his head pinning her to the ground with his own weapon. She looked up at him from where she laid with the nunchaku across her chest effectively pinning her down and winning the match. Michelangelo clapped his hands, a large smile on his face.

"That's my boy! Great job!" He cheered.

Leo sent his youngest brother a warning look and called for the match to end. The two teens stood before their Sensei and bowed as he told them, "You both did very well. Trixie, you really need to focus, your temper is what leads you to distractions and causes you to lose the fight. If this had been a real fight you would be dead, or captured."

She frowned at him, Leo saw so much of his younger brother in her eyes.

"But, Uncle Leo, he cheated! I had him! Then he flipped me while he was down!"

Raph put a hand on his brother's shoulder and spoke to his daughter.

"Trixie, in the dojo he is your Sensei, not your uncle. Now, Deangelo did not cheat, what he did was took your distraction and used it against you by flipping you. I know better than anyone how having anger boil up inside of you can cause distractions in fights. If it had not been for my temper fifteen years ago, then Mikey and myself would not have been captured. I admit now that my temper caused a lot of the problems that the four of us faced, and that is not an easy thing for me to admit. You need to focus that anger and concentrate only on winning the battle and protect those you care about; they come first."

Leo, Mikey and Donnie looked at their former hot head and smiled proudly, they knew he had grown up, but they also knew that the fire that once boiled inside of him had gone out when Trixie walked into their lives.

Mikey spoke next, but to Raphael, "If it wasn't for that, Raph... then our children wouldn't be here today, back then I hated your temper, and saw nothing but trouble coming for us. But now I see that two good things came from having that temper and us getting captured."

Leo looked sideways at the youngest turtle, he knew that Mikey had a point, but at the same time he didn't want to put false hopes in the two teenager's heads.

"The point is Trixie, that though some good things came from your father's temper, some bad came from it, too. It is not good to have such a fiery temper when facing the enemy, they will use that against you."

Raph cleared his throat and said, "I think training is done for today, now let's go in the kitchen and have some birthday cake and ice cream."

The two cheered and ran from the dojo, Leo looked down and shook his head then looked back up at his brother.

"So, do you guys really think that they're ready for their first patrol?"

He received two positive responses from the two youngest turtles.

"Good, let's go celebrate their birthday." Leonardo said.

Since they had no way of knowing when Trixie's actual birthday was they made it just a month after Deangelo's. And it was Trixie who now turned fifteen years old, and could now go on patrols, but it had not been revealed yet that she could. April and Casey came down for the birthday party; April smiled when she saw the four adult turtles walk into the living room area.

"Sup guys, hey, we gotta announcement ta make. Where's Splinter? We wan' him ta be part of it, too."

Leonardo went to get their father while the others went into the kitchen to find April and Casey's two children, ten year old Karen, and four year old Cody talking to Trixie and Deangelo. The four had practically grown up together despite their age differences. When Splinter and Leonardo entered, Casey and April stood proudly side by side.

April spoke for them both, "So, you guys know I had been sick for a while, we didn't really know why. Well, I went to the doctor this morning and I'm pregnant again."

Every one cheered and talked at the same time, then Casey cleared his throat and said, "That's not all, yous guys! It's not just one baby it's two!"

All six turtles shouted at once.

"TWINS!"

April smiled and said, "Yep, and they are due around the end of December, or sooner since carrying twins can lead to a premature birth."

Every one took turns hugging April and giving Casey a high five, it was really something to celebrate. After every one calmed down, Raphael lit the candle's on his daughters cake.

"Now make a wish."

Taking in a deep breath she looked around at her family then down at the cake, she blew as hard as she could. When all the candles were out every one clapped and told her 'happy birthday'. She sat down at the table as her uncle Mikey took the cake and placed it on the counter, then handed her the presents that were neatly stacked beside the fridge. She had gotten a coat and gloves from Donatello, along with some books. Michelangelo gave her a recipe book that he had written himself. Casey and April gave her a scarf that was a dark maroon-crimson color. Her grandfather gave her a dark red sweater with a pair of blue jeans and a warm hat. They all knew that Trixie would be going out on her first patrol that night. It would be the first time since her rescue that she would see the outside world.

Raphael handed her a small package that was rectangular in size.

"You have a card on the table from me as well. But I want you to open this first before reading the card." He told her.

Trixie looked up at her father questioningly before opening the package and found a leather bound holder. She looked up again at him and saw him smiling at her.

"What is this for?" She asked.

Raph walked beside her and said, "It's for your tessen, and if you look on the back side I used Don's blow torch on low and made that."

She turned it over and it said her name in dark lettering.

She had tears in her eyes as she stood up and gave him a hug.

"Thank you."

"Don't thank me yet, read your card." Raph said.

She set her pouch down and picked up the red card on the table, after opening it she read it aloud:

"To my little girl.

Fifteen years ago I could not have imagined I would be doing what Mikey was doing and that was raise a baby.

I have always been hot tempered, narrow minded, and stubborn... but nothing could have prepared me for three years later when all four of us got captured trying to rescue Deangelo. Donatello met you first, I was outta the loop, I had no idea that I had a daughter waiting to be rescued as well.

At first I was scared, I had no idea what to do... I was still short tempered and showed no patience... but then one day I got a dose of reality from my own father and made a promise to you that I have kept for the last twelve years. I vowed to keep you safe and never let anything happen to you.

For the last several years you have asked to go topside with my brothers and me, I kept telling you, that you were too young.

I know what your birthday wish is for today Watashi no musume, and the answer is yes.

You may go out on patrol with us tonight and from here on in as long as you listen to us.

Happy Birthday!

Love,

Your Father."

Trixie looked up at her father with tear filled eyes.

"I can really go?"

Raphael smiled at her and said, "Hai Watashi no musume, you can. But you have to follow our directions to a T. It is a dangerous world up there."

"Do I have to worry about that guy finding me?" Trixie asked quietly, looking down at her feet.

Frowning Raph asked.

"Who? Bishop? No, he died after we rescued you. Leatherhead sort of tore him up pretty badly… The building caught on fire, too..." He heaved a heavy sigh, "Leatherhead didn't make it out."

Trixie knew that Leatherhead was a good friend of the family. However, she was secretly afraid to be caught again, she had only seen the topside from sewer grates that her and Deangelo would find playing in the sewers.

Deangelo cleared his throat.

"Did ya think I wouldn't get you anything? Here, I found this while scavenging the other night with dad. I had Uncle Donnie fix it for me so I could give it to you."

As Deangelo spoke he held out a square box, she noticed that it had a little weight to it, she opened it and found a CD player in side along with a couple of CD's. He knew that she had a similar taste in music to his and had found this for her. She looked up at him.

"Thanks, this is awesome!" She said.

She gave him a fast hug and then they all sat down and had ice cream with their cake. Later that night Trixie put on her disguise and her new coat with everything that went with it; she was trembling with excitement, though her stomach was queasy from nerves. All six turtles went topside, and ran along the rooftops. Trixie loved the feel of the wind blowing her bandana tails and the cool night air on her skin as she ran with her uncles, father and cousin.

This was everything she had dreamed of for the past several years. She followed the others and kept up rather well. She felt free...

After a while they all sat down on their favorite rooftop and talked for hours about the past, present and future. They had no worries about an enemy getting a hold of them, since a truce had been formed between Karai and the turtles – and the Purple Dragons were as good as non-existent. Trixie no longer was plagued by night terrors, and could enjoy her life without any real worries. She still had a few memories of Bishop but now that she found out he was long gone she was no longer scared.