They had awaken on the fire escape, the 50 foot drop to their doom had miss them solely by sheer luck. Though the burns, bruises, and aches wouldn't as Mikey woke up first. His ears still ringing as the world seems to be full of this buzzing noise that made him fear if he would hear anything ever again. He would open his eyes slowly, and find that he could see just well, and upon rising would check and make sure he wasn't alone.

Three other bodies lay next to him.

Though one was perch dangerous half over the railing that was dented from the suddenly impact of his brother against it. Mikey would groan, but he would rise to pull his brother back to the side that didn't promise a head long drop into oblivion.

"What the shell happen?"

Another voice would groan near him. Mikey almost jumps at the sound as he realize that the buzzing was gone and he could hear.

"We fell off a building."

Mikey would tell Donatello as the turtle would wave one burnt and bruise hand at him.

"No really, what happen?"

"I am not kidding, we fell off of the roof."

That snap him awake, as the turtle in question would look around them to find that they were still together and for the most part whole. The broken and dented areas where pieces of the roof had hit around them made the evidence of Mikey's words pretty damning. Though the sudden movement did not coming without pain as he grimace, and touch the side of his head. It would come away with blood on it's tips.

"Let's get home, so I can better assess our injuries."

Donnie would declare as Mikey only rolls his eyes. Some things …were pretty obvious, and then the orange mask turtle would groan as he recognize what that meant. They would be carrying their other two brothers home, and aches, pains, and weight lifting did not go together well.

It was a slow trek home.

The two were place in the lab, once they got home, and Donnie dealt with their injuries as best as he could before he left the room to flop on the couch. Master Splinter was out, where? They never knew, but he would return sooner or later. For the moment, there was nothing they could do as he looks over at his orange mask brother.

"You okay?"

"Hurting."

Mikey would point to a bad bruise, and Donnie would smile as he took out the same cream he had been using on their brothers' wounds. With his two unconscious brothers taken care of, it was their turn now, and he went about the task with a much more compliant patient. He would deal with the bruise, and handle any other bad areas before he turn the supplies over to Mikey to do the same.

"Don't cover up my eyes this time."

He would scold him before he even started on his head wound.

His orange mask brother only smile widely before he set about the task.

"So, it was like a trap?"

Never silent for too long, Donnie would frown at his brother's words.

"It would seem like it …but I don't know who set it or even why."

"Maybe, they are getting smarter."

Mikey would add in. It didn't clarify who, but it was pointed at a past enemy.

"I don't know about smarter as …more vicious. I mean, the Shedder doesn't want us dead before he can get to Master Splinter. The Krang might want to eliminate us, but they would never do something that could bring that much attention on them. Whoever attack us obviously doesn't care about either."

The purple mask turtle thought ….as he dreads looking at the news later. The area was populated, and one of those missiles they had no account of where it had gone. He would turn his mind back towards the problem at hand.

"The purple dragons aren't that well ….furnish. No, I think …this is a new enemy."

Mikey would sigh at those words.

"I was kind of hoping you wasn't going to say that."

His voice was low ….as they all heard the unmistakeable sound of foot steps. Leo's hand would grab the entrances into the living room as he lean against it a bit. His eyes would glance over his two brothers, and they can see the tension ease a bit on his shoulders. They were all alive and safe …at least for the moment. Just for a moment, as Leo looks back at the room he had just left. There was no sense in waiting until later to do this, because, with him still unconscious, this was probably the best time to talk this out with his brothers.

Leonardo took a deep breathe before he spoke.

"Raph saw who was attacking us."

Those words would snap everyone's attention to him.

"He knew where they were, and he didn't do anything about it."

There was anger there ….accusation and a spark in his voice.

Mikey would jump to his defense.

"What could he do? They were shooting rockets at us!"

"Missiles."

Donnie would correct as Mikey turns on him.

"What's the differences?"

The purple band turtle would open his mouth to explain, but Leo would direct things back to the task at hand. His eyes were narrow, and he wasn't happy not in the least with this situation as he snarls out his answer.

"Raph would have charge towards the attacker. He would have acted as a diversion or something, instead of gathering us closer together. If they were close enough he would have thrown his sai at the weapon, something. But, he didn't …he even waited for my command to try and retreat.

That thing in there isn't our Raphael."

The words came out with a growl as he looks towards the room behind him again.

"Really, Leo, aren't you jumping to conclusions. I mean, he made some bad judgement calls before. After that trauma, maybe he is just a bit off his game."

Donatello would try to reason.

"No, this isn't simply bad judgement ….he didn't act like Raph does in a fight. He stuck close to Mikey to make sure he was alright, he waits for my commands, and ..he made sure he was where he could be seen so not to worry us. "

That last part came like a light bulb in his head. Leo hadn't thought about it prior to saying it out loud, but once out there, it sounded right.

"And, those things are bad ….because?"

Mikey would ask slowly, and realization would dawn on the violet mask turtle at those words as he answer for Leo.

"That's not how our Raphael works. He is reckless, quick to react, and definitely not the one to take being fired on lightly. Do you think he is working with our attacker?"

"No."

That part Leo was sure of, but it was only that part.

He didn't like this, not at all.

"I am going back to the lab."

No one question that sudden declaration, as he walks back wobbly into the lab.

Donnie's own confirmation had been enough for Leo as the door shuts behind him quietly.

He now knew what he had to do, but he left behind two confuse brothers as one spoke in a near whisper.

"What do you think he is going to do?"

Mikey ask, and Donnie only shakes his head.

"There are somethings ...we are better off... not knowing."

(Chapter 10 …finished)