A/N: I do not own TMNT. They belong to Nick. Charlie belongs to me whereas Meg belongs to Gaia Kame. This was one of the awesomer points that we rp'd with. In my opinion, it was epic and was the start of a really cool arc. Maybe if I get some reviews you guys could see how it ends. Hint hint. Wink wink. Nudge nudge. Remember to read and review. Mention of brothers being together in this one.

Danger in the Sewers

It was with an amused smile when she hopped out of the shower and she towel-dried herself and dressed in a pair of black jeans with various bleached pink spots on it, a black tank top that had the image of a skeleton's ribcage and roses and on the back was a picture of two silver guns crossed over each other, a black, pink, white and grey button up shirt that she left open finished off the ensemble as she left her hair down to air-dry. She walked out of the bathroom and quickly crossed over to the table and picked up the first piece of mail and froze. Her eyes grew wide as all signs of life seemed to fade from her for a moment before she turned the letter over and opened it. The dark-haired woman pulled out a single sheet of paper. She read through it silently, taking in all of the fancy cursive that she distinctly remembered being her Father's. She briefly noticed Meg being on the phone with someone while she read her letter.

My Dearest Charlene,

How have you been? I hope that you've been settling in well at your new home. I've missed you ever since you ran off. Things have been very quiet without my little girl. I know no doubt you are wondering how I got a hold of you. It has not been easy since you did not tell any of your older sisters where you ran off to and since your brother is over-seas, we cannot get in touch with him for that knowledge. I must thank you for blocking my calls. Instead a very nice man by the name of John Bishop came to the Godfather and told him and through extension me where you were hiding with your friend, Meghan. It is lovely to know that you stayed with the family. I have learned that you two are dating some peculiar men. I insist on meeting them and judging for myself to see if they are truly good enough for my daughter, like a Mr. Boyle was for you. It was truly disappointing that you two broke up.

Now onto important matters. It is time that you returned home, to me. I will not take no for an answer. Your Father misses you dearly and insists that you return to me. It is high time that you return to me, my little pet. The family also misses you and Meghan. That is why it has been arranged for a family reunion to take place back home. It is time that the both of you returned to us. The two of you have been missed dearly. Someone will arrive to pick the two of you up soon. Try not to disappear again for we will find you.

With Much Care,

Your Father

P.S. Know where your loyalties lie, my daughter. The same extends to Meghan.

Charlie gulped. This wasn't good. This was not good at all! Her lower lip twitched as she searched out Meg. "Aw shit... Meeeeg.. It's my Father. They're coming. HE'S coming to take me back! Please! Don't let that foul, loathsome, evil old gargoyle take me back! I don't wanna go.." Charlie's lower lip started to tremble as she whispered, "He's twisted in every way.." Then she spoke louder, "Aw fuck.. What the shell kind of answer am I supposed to give him? Am I supposed to risk my life once more just so I can live? Is there any choice for me other than to become his prey?" She sighed in despair and whispered, "What horrors await me now in this, the Devil's opera?"

Instantly a dead calm appeared upon Meg's face and she stated in a calm command, "We're leaving now. You have 1 minute to grab whatever you need and we're out of here. Your Father is on his way right now to takeus back for a 'family reunion'."

"It figures." Charlie told her older blonde-haired friend. "Check over the letter. See if there's anything I mighta missed. He's coming back to take me back whether I like it or not. And remember that Bishop guy? Apparently he told the new Godfather who told Daddy Dearest where we were. They want us both back in there. I'm not going back if I can help it. But if I do, I'm making sure I'm prepared enough to save myself." The dark-haired woman dashed into her room and tugged on her black ankle-length boots and her elbow-length black gloves that had metal plates sewn in on the inside of the knuckles. She bought them the first chance she got after escaping the last time but had to sew in the metal plates herself. She also grabbed her maroon purse which included things of importance including a spare pocketknife, her lock-picking kit and her cellphone. She grabbed a black band and quickly pulled her hair up into a high ponytail. She also stuck a bobbypin behind her ear. Charlie recalled several times when she could've used it but didn't have it on hand. She was NOT going to be useless like that again. If that ever happened again then she wasgoing to be sure to save herself from it. That evil gargoyle was not going to fool her TWICE! She searched her dresser and found what she was looking for. Her spare contacts. She didn't particularly like them cuz she felt weird in them but beggars couldn't be choosers. Especially when on the run from demented and evil families. She ran out of her room armed and pissed and back to Meg, "Where are we going? To the guys? If not, then where?"

Bang! Bang!

Charlie's eyes froze wide. "He's here.." She whispered in fear, "My Father is here."

"Charlene? Meghan? I know you're there. Now please open up." A rich, deep baritone called out in a gentle command. "I know you might not want to return but it's for your own good. The familia wants you back. It's time to return to welcoming arms."

Charlie's body started to shake out of fear. "Please tell me we can still escape out of the back way." The dark-haired woman whispered frantically as she began inching towards the sewer entrance or 'back way' as she had so affecectionately dubbed it.

"Girls?" Charlie's Father growled from beyond the door, "Open up. Now."

Upon hearing the banging on the door and hearing the calm command not once did Meg speak up or reply back. Thankful that she had placed in her contacts to see perfectly she stared at the door with calm, cold, calculating eyes. Not once did she show fear, just the calm of a trained killer ready to strike back - it was a face Meg had worn years ago once upon a time within the family. Her eyes a frigid solid color turned to stare at Charlie with no emotion showing whatsoever, only simply nodding in confirmation of using the back way. With that her eyes trained right back on the door. Bo staff poised in ready to either move in the defense of strike within the offense, slowly and quickly moving backwards towards the back way. Her white rebel styled form fitting shirt slightly gleaming in the artificial light, her golden hair loose, wearing blue jeans and sneaks she looked rebellious yet comfortable enough to move and run.

Hearing the growl with the angry command following from the other side of the door Meg knew it was only a matter of seconds before the man snapped and knocked the door down by force. They both had to move faster if they wanted to reach the back way into the sewer tunnels. A tense feeling began to form in the pit of her stomach yet she ignored it. She had a bad feeling if confronted with the man now it wouldn't be pleasant. The best course of action was just to leave and remove themselves from it.

But the girls wouldn't have that chance.

Charlie went up on tiptoe and rushed to the back door. It was at this time point when Charlie's father ripped the doorknob off of the door and kicked the door down..literally. "Hello, ladies." He growled at themas he held the broken doorknob and splintered piece if wood surrounding said doorknob in his hand. Charlie's Father was a well-built man in his late-forties who stood at 6'2 with olive-toned skin and cruel dark-brown eyes. His short wavy jet-black hair was slicked beech to go along with the black business suit, white shirt, black tie and business shoes he wore. The only difference between him and Bishop was the fact that Bishop wore glasses and Charlie's Father had a darker skin complexion than he did.

Charlie didn't even blink. She just ran out the opening hoping that Meg would be right behind her but knowing that it wouldn't be true. More likely than not she would stay behind to buy Charlie some time and hold off her Father for as long as she could and judging by the sounds coming from the place that Charlie had just left, it was true. Her heart was pounding in her ears as she ran in the sewers. She had to find the guys. They couldn't have gotten far. They had only left the girls' basement apartment beneath April's shop only a little while ago.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The dark-haired woman froze for a moment when she heard the gunshots before continuing only running faster than before. 'Meg.. Please forgive me for abandoning you but I can't risk it. I can't risk going back and fighting him only for him to shoot me and kidnap me. I'll get the guys going after you or go after you myself when I know that it's safe to do so. I love you, my sister, but it wouldn't be wise to go back only to get shot myself. It wouldn't be wise.'

Charlie thought she heard running footsteps coming close to her. Footsteps that sounded like her Father's. So she did the first thing that she could think of. She ran to a nearby hole in the wall of the sewers and squeezed herself in. She crouched and it made a tight fit. She curled her knees up to her chest, set her purse in between her stomach and scooted back farther into the darkness. Far enough back that she felt as if she was one with the darkness and she waited. Waited for the danger to pass. Charlie knew that she should prolly go back and help her friend but she couldn't. She was feeling much like the eighteen-year-old self that she had left behind when she ran away. She was feeling so scared, so helpless. It frightened her but she couldn't do anything other than wait. Wait for a sign that she could come out. Wait for the danger to pass. And so she did for several minutes, when she heard footsteps coming her way...

Donnie froze when he and his brothers were almost home. He couldn't believe that he could be so stupid! "Uh.. Guys. I seem to have left my bo with Meg. I'm going to run back and get it."

"No way, Donnie. I'm coming with you. You're not going to skiv out on me that easily, " He smirked at his older brother and boyfriend. Then he heard the distant sound of running feet and a gunshot.

"Meg.." Donnie whispered as he immediately ran back on the path to the girls' apartment with the others close on his heels.

Upon hearing the gun fire Raphael and Leonardo froze in shocked horror for only a single moment just long enough to hear Donnie's whisper of horror, before both were darting off down the tunnels towards Charlie's and Meg's apartment. The two eldest brothers thinking only one thing - 'Please, let Charlie be okay! Let them both still be alive!'

Yet even so, Leo couldn't help the feeling of dread entering his heart; for he knew that with the sounds of gun fire - the end results were never good and usually ended in casualties.

"Come out, come out wherever you are.." Father sing-songed as he walked along the sewers while slipping the gun back into his jacket pocket. "C'mon out, little pet. You know that you can't hide from Daddy.."

Charlie gritted her teeth and then gave up. Maybe if she gave up enough of a fight, he would give up on her. No, that never works! At the very least, she could prolong the inevitable. She crawled out of her hiding spot and slipped her purse onto her right shoulder before dashing off at a high speed to get away from the demon. If she could get to the lair, if she could get to the guys, then she would be safe. They could save Meg. They could get rid of her Father. The girls would be safe. They could all put this nightmare behind them. Charlie and Meg could live in happiness with the guys in the sewers. They would live with their boyfriends and there would be no need to worry about her Father seeing as he would be gone and taken care of.

"No you don't, little pet!" Father saw Charlie appear out of the woodwork ahead of him like a ghost and dash off further into the sewers. The sad thing is after so long of running, even with adrenaline rushing through her veins, Charlie's legs were going to give out sooner or later. Before the woman even knew what was happening, she felt something very heavy pounce on her and pin her to the floor with her arms pinned behind her back.

"Let me go! Let me go, asshole!" Charlie yelled as she tried to get out out her vile Father's grasp. "Let me the freak go!"

The dark-haired man laughed at her as he lifted himself and his prisoner up, "I don't think so, little imp. You see the house, most importantly your tower, has been lonely without you. It's time for the princess to return to her dark haven." He cackled mercilessly as he held his daughter up by the back of her shirt and forearms.

Charlie stopped struggling and just stared at the ground for a moment. "No.. No."

"No?" Her Father raised an eyebrow at her, "You actually think that you can escape from me? Sorry to say, little pet, but this time Meg can't save you. No one's going to save you, my little princess." He sneered.

And that's where she snapped and started to do the one thing that she never dreamed that she'd do. She actually started to fight back against her Father instead of just running and fishing, "I'm. NOT YOUR PRINCESS, ASSHOLE!" With that she managed to backflip over his back and thus bringing him down with her when she landed in a crouch and he feel to thefloor on his back. When he finally released her, she grabbed her purse from where it feel and darted off again into the direction of the lair.

Within moments she heard him race off after her, "You've just earned yourself another round of having my cock up your ass."

'Shit! Not that! Anything but that! Hell, I'd even take being chained up and locked in the basement or torture chamber over that vile torture method. Something that was supposed to be used for love between those who truly love each other.. This is really, really bad. What l'enfer (the hell) am I supposed to do? He'll catch up with me again before long and who's to say that he doesn't have any toys other than that gun with him..? Then again, I've got my own toys to use on him but when would I ever get the chance to grab them? He's too fast for me to do anything other than squirm and run...' Charlie thought before she sighed inwardly as she continued to run, 'I sure need help.' It was at that point that her Father caught up with her. He grabbed her left arm and when she turned to punch him, he grabbed that hand with the very same arm. She gathered up her strength and screamed out with all she was, "RAPH! LEO! HELP ME!" With his right hand, he pulled out a white cloth from the back pocket of his pants and pressed it to her nose and mouth. "Die..you..shell-turd..of a...bastard..." With that she feel limp in his arms and her purse clattered to the ground with a soft thud.

He smirked down at her as he laid his 'charming daughter' down on her stomach. He pulled out some twine from his right jacket pocket and used them to bind Charlie's hands and feet behind her. Then he started to adjust her so he could fireman carry her. "Nighty-night, Princess. Soon you won't even think about leaving me ever again."

Mikey and Donnie took the backways of the sewers and reached Meg and Charlie's place within record time. Mikey's eyes went wide when he saw Meg on the floor, bleeding as she was. "Shit!"

Donnie immediately knelt beside her and cradled her body into his arms. His eyes instantly turned from worried to deathly serious. "We need to get her to the lair. I can't heal her like this." The purple-banded turtle grabbed the two remaining halves of his staff and handed them over to Mikey who stuck them in his belt. As Donnie lifted her up bridal-style and with quick feet, the two raced out of the apartment and headed down the path for the lair. Hoping that they'd make it there in time. It was a race against time for Meg's life. And hopefully, even with the odds stacked against them, they could make it.

Distantly she heard voices - perhaps her world shifting around her as if she was being moved; yet she was so tired. A part of her wondered what was happening and if perhaps someone of friendly nature had come to her rescue. She tried to shake the stupor from her mind - tried to crawl away from the inner darkness of her mind loosing consciousness - yet it was so hard. She just wanted to go to sleep...

She felt her body jolt as if she was placed on a table - the jolting snapping her awake to be aware enough to see some things before her - although disoriented. Desperate to tell someone about Charlie being in danger and to not worry about her but to save her sister Meg weakly called out, "Char-lie?.. Where.. is.. she?.. Have to save - save her." Suddenly she felt a streak of frustration that she couldn't move to help Charlie herself, trying to get up but failing just as quickly as she had tried. With a frown she glanced down at herself and distantly wondered where all the blood came from. She was covered in it, and there was so much - it couldn't all be hers could it?

With that her body started shaking so much that she fell completely into darkness - her fate still unsure.

Before long, Mikey and Donnie were back in the lair. Donnie set Meg on one of the tables in the lab once they got there. Donnie grabbed his tweezers, gauze, hydrogen peroxide, washcloth, basin, and medical tape. He was about to start working on Meg when the beautiful lady spoke. "Meg? What's going on? What's wrong with Charlie?" Donnie asked but it was too late. She had already passed out.

"Donnie? What was Meg talking about? What's going on with Charlie?" Mikey asked worriedly as he approached his brother.

"I'm not sure. She said that we have to save her but from what I'm not sure.." Donnie mused.

"Raph and Leo have that covered, right?" Mikey asked in a quiet voice. He wasn't liking this. He wasn't liking this one bit. First Meg gets shot and now it might not have even been Meg that the person was after in the first place!

"I'm sure they do." Donnie smiled at Mikey reassuringly, "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to save Meg. But if you could fill the basin with cool water, it would be much appreciated."

Mikey nodded as he grabbed the basin and left the room to fill it while Donnie started on his work. Donnie grabbed his tweezers and started to pull the splinters out of Meg's shoulder. Once that was doneand Mikey had returned with the basin full of water, Donnie dipped the cloth in it, rung it out and then pressed it against Meg's shoulder wound. It was impotent to try and stop the bleeding there first with it being the closest to the heart and all.

Mikey left the room for Donnie to do his work. He knew that he had to tell Master Splinter what had happened only the thing is.. He didn't know what had happened. Oh shell, he can't help but feel like this was all his fault. If he and his bros had never left them then this wouldn't have happened. Meg wouldn't be bleeding so much and Charlie... Oh Charlie... She wouldn't be in danger from whoever it was.

Charlie's Father walked down the sewers back the way he came. He walked back through the sewer entrance to the girls' apartment. He briefly noticed that Meg was not where he had left her. He assumed that she must have dragged herself to a bathroom or somewhere to try and clean herself up. It wasn't his problem though. If she was left alone then she would be gone by the night's end but if not.. If someone got to her and healed her... Then Meghan will have become a bigger thorn in his side than before. He walked out the broken down door and outside where a black car was waiting. He opened the door and threw his prisoner inside. He shut the door, opened the driver's side door and he climbed into the seat and closed the door. He started the car and before long he was on the road driving to his rented flat on the outskirts of Manhattan. He needed his rest before starting on the long drive to the family reunion. After that Lil' miss Charlene will be all his for the taking.

Those pathtic cretins wouldn't take his little girl from him. Bishop had told him all about them. So long as Charlie was locked up securely in her tower and was kept weak enough she wouldn't be able to escape from him. He was far too lenient with his daughter before hence why she was able to leave him before. But not this time. This time he would be certain to take every precaution needed to keep her and make her his...permanently.

Parting with Donnie and Mikey at the fork within the sewer tunnels Raph and Leo took the long path in case coming across anything along the path. They both knew that the shot came from the apartment, and whoever it was Donnie would be the more skilled of the four to handle it; and where ever Donnie went Mikey went - it was a no brainer.

The two eldest only hoped that they weren't too late, and whatever they found - it was something good.

They were sadly disappointed.

Before long both turtles spotted a lone item abandon within the sewer tunnel. The item - Charlie's purse.

Stopping within their running streak Raph and Leo came to a stop only a yard away within the shadows. In a slightly fearful disbelieving tone Raph asked his boyfriend quietly, "Please tell me that's not what I think it is.."

Stepping forward out of the shadows Leo glared down at Charlie's discarded purse upon the ground - bending down and picking it up only after scanning the area and not seeing a single sign of where they went. Gripping the purse's strap within his hands Leo replied darkly, "It is - Charlie's purse.."

"But she never would leave 'er purse like that! Unless-..."

"She was taken.. I know Raph."

Shock ran through his system then for a moment - shock at the situation at hand settled in, Charlie was kidnapped - abducted - taken. Then he was red.

With a scream resonating throughout the sewer tunnels as pain, fear, and anger sheered through Raphael - Leonardo glared with a cold fury at the purse within his hands. Meg knew - she knew what was happening. Leo was sure of it! When he got to her - he would make her talk. For Charlie's sake..

When Raph and Leo returned to the lair after hours of fruitless searching for Charlie - Raph stormed in like a raging bull. "Where is she?! Where's Meg!"

Instantly Splinter was at Raph and Leo's side with a stern slam of his cane, "What is the meaning of this?!"

Raph practically sputtered out in a hiss he was so pissed, "Charlie's gone!"

Startled Master Splinter stared at the two for a second before a feeling of calm dread filled him. "Explain my sons."

Leo spoke up first in a deadly cold calm, "Charlie was taken, yet we don't know by who or why. Who ever it was though - he was good. Seems to be a professional in helping people disappear. Meg was there when whoever it was attacked them and took Charlie. We need answers and we want them now!"

Staring sadly at his two eldest sons Master Splinter sad response came as a soothing calm to the two, "Miss Meghan is currently fighting for her life with the assistance of Donatello, Michelangelo, and Leather Head. Apparently she had stood behind to try to buy Miss Charlie a running chance.. As a result suffered at the hands of a coward who shot her three times."

When Leo and Raph didn't say anything Master Splinter walked over to a circle of candles to meditate over everything that happened. When Master Splinter was out of ear shot did Leo state towards Raph in a cold determined manner, "When Meg wakes up - that's when we'll have her tell us.."