Don directed the large demon to his lab, where they started planning on how to separate an upset, crying cat-demon from the eldest turtle

Don directed the large demon to his lab, where they started planning on how to separate an upset, crying cat-demon from the eldest turtle.

Hellboy sighed, sitting back.

"I don't think we're gonna get her off anytime soon…"

"What makes you say that?" Mikey asked, trying to pull Leo free.

"If you try, she'll just dig her claws in…"

The red-skinned demon flinched.

"And that hurts…"

Leo, who hadn't really done anything since his brothers tried ripping Amy off, just turned her around in his hold.

There was a silence, and Don sighed.

"That was simple…"

"No wonder ya guys never thought of it." Hellboy stated, smirking.

Don just turned to get some supplies to check her wound, and the other two had the time to appear sheepish.

The purple-banded turtle checked the bullet-wound, not wanting to cause her pain.

Amy never moved, and her glassy eyes didn't reveal anything beside sadness.

"It looks like it went straight through…"

He turned to get a needle and thread.

"This might hurt, Amy."

She didn't respond except to grab Leo's hand with her free one.

Hellboy left, not wanting to watch her shoulder get stitched together, and Mikey followed.

Leo tried not to move, which would've been easier is the cat-girl wasn't basically sitting on his lap and making him feel uncomfortable.

Don tried to make the process as painless as possible, but her grip would tighten whenever the needle entered her skin.

Once he was done, Don cleaned the wound.

Wrapping bandages around her shoulder and putting her arm in a sling, Don stepped back.

"…Are you feeling okay, Amy?"

She only nodded, and Leo lifted her up.

She seemed lighter than he thought she would, and he headed out into the living room.

Mikey looked up from his video game, and Hellboy paused in petting Klunk.

"How is she?"

"Not good…"

The game was paused, and Mikey turned around on the couch.

"…Where's she gonna stay?"

"…I don't know…"

"She can take my room!"

"Mikey, we want 'er ta heal, not twist 'er ankle." Raph replied from the kitchen.

"If that's the case, maybe she should take Leo's room. It's the cleanest one." Don stated.

"As long as she's comfortable." Hellboy agreed.

The blue-banded turtle headed for his room, and put her on the bed.

When he turned to leave, she grabbed his hand.

She seemed asleep, or at least was dozing, but her grip was strong.

Feeling bad for her as it was, he pulled up a chair and sat down.

Amy soon settled, face turning peaceful.

Her dreams seemed light, when her body suddenly tensed.

Water pipes rattled as her tattoo showed on her skin, glowing.

"Amy…"

A pipe burst, but the water seemed to have a mind of its own, making a dome of ice around them.

"Amy, wake up!"

When she started thrashing in her sleep, claws unsheathed and fangs buried into her lip, Leo tried to hold her still.

"Amy!"

She seemed in pain, as if something was cutting off her air.

Bruises were forming on her neck and unharmed shoulder, like claw marks, and Leo started worrying.

Her struggles slowed, as if she was running out of air…

"Leo…"

It was a choked whisper, and if he hadn't been as close as he was, the blue-banded turtle never would've heard it.

"AMY!"

Her eyes snapped open, and the pipes stilled.

The ice dome melted, and the water fell down almost in slow motion.

She was breathing hard, but neither could break eye contact.

"Leo…"

She sounded smaller than she was, younger, and he leaned forward without thinking.

They were so close…

The door was busted open, and Leo jumped to the floor as the wood clattered.

"What's wrong?" Hellboy demanded.

He stopped when he felt the water under his boots, and three turtles slammed into his back.

All four turned to the partially-wet Amy and soaked Leo, and Hellboy moved forward at the strange bruises on the girls exposed skin.

"Kid, what happened?"

"Nightmare…"

The red-skinned demon stopped, looking worried.

"…Not again…"

"What do ya mean 'not again'?" Raph asked.

"…Well, it's a long story…"

Hellboy lifted Amy up carefully in his right arm, like he'd held Kit long ago on that trip to Antarctica.

"We've got plenty of time." Don assured, curious.

"…We'd better sit down for this one…"