Third point of view

Donatello groaned in frustration. He swore if his brothers didn't get back soon he was going to drag them back here by their shells himself.

A low moan could be heard from behind him, which he responded to with another groan and rubbing the back of his neck. He stood up and made his way over to the restrained human. His heart ached at the sight of his tormented friend. Viper was tossing and turning her head as she lightly pulled at the padded leather restraints. She had long since spent her energy and now only had the strength to barely tug at the straps that kept her in place.

"Mom... It hurts... It hurts." Her pleas weren't more than a hushed whimper.

"Shhh, it's alright." Donnie whispered, trying to calm the pained girl. He sat down in a chair next to her and began to stroke her hair in attempt to comfort her. For the last half hour she'd been calling out for her parents. It felt like a blade to his heart as every time she cried out. Even in her sleep she couldn't find release.

Donnie sighed. "Hurry home guys."

Mikey laughed into the night. "Slow pokes!"

"Stay with the group Mikey!" Leo called after him, doing his best to keep his voice down, unlike his youngest brother.

The resident hot-head rolled his eyes. "At least he's smiling." He spoke quietly, making sure his excited brother couldn't hear.

"True." Leo could feel the corner of his lips lift slightly. Despite the now constant feeling of tension among them, with Mikey in a cheery mood it made it all a bit more tolerable. It had been proven time and time again how important the moral of the team was, and how much Mikey contributed to it. Moments like this reminded the blue clad leader how thankful he was for his youngest brother's upbeat attitude.

He fell back, letting the others take the lead. He watched as they leaped from roof to roof in front of him. Something felt missing. It probably had to do with half of his team being gone. His breath hitched as he pictured his brother and friend back at home. Donnie had told him over their phone call that he had to restrain Viper. That couldn't have been pleasant for either of them.

Leo shook his head, clearing his thoughts, afraid of where they might lead him. The mind was a dark place, and he was all too familiar with that. Being the leader of a team meant a feeling of uneasiness. He knew more than most what that could do to a person. Waking up from a nightmare in a cold sweat was not uncommon for the oldest of the Hamato brothers.

"Yo fearless, head out of the clouds." Leo looked to his left to find that Raph had slowed down to match his pace.

Leo flashed a small smile "Sorry."

"And we call Mikey weird." Raph muttered before catching up to the orange masked turtle.

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?"

"Dudes, you guys are the reason they call turtles slow!" Mikey yelled over his shoulder. "Get your shells in gear!"

Leo laughed. "I thought the leader was supposed to give the orders."

Donatello perked up the sound of light banter coming from the living room. He hurriedly stood up from his seat next to his friend's bedside and rushed out his lab doors

"Did you get it?" He looked at his siblings expectantly. The smiles on their faces quickly vanished as they began to look amongst one another. "You have to be kidding me!"

"Chill we got it..." Raph refused to look the genius in the eyes. "Sort of..."

"Sort of? Sort of?!"

"Calm down, we didn't come back empty handed bro." Mikey stepped in between the Donnie and Raph. It was strange to see his normally timid brother so enraged. Normally his temperamental brother was yelling, not getting yelled at.

"Give him it Leo."

"Y-ya." Leo quickly gabbed the vial and note tucked against his belt. "Here."

Donnie took a audible breath and accepted the glass bottle and paper. His face contorted into several looks before settling on shock. "How...How did you get this?" He asked breathless.

All three of Donatello's brothers opened their mouths to speak but were cut off by a loud cry.

Mikey was the first to react and shoved passed the others, not wasting any time making it to the source of the cry.

He was froze at the sight of Viper strapped down to the medical bed in the lab. Her body shook as she sobbed violently. With a growl he began to remove the restraints. Despite the padding on the leather straps, Viper had still managed to hurt herself. Her wrist and ankles had been rubbed raw from her twisting and turning.

"Calm down. I'm here." He whispered calmly as she kicked, trying to get out his tight hold. Leonardo, Raphael, and Donatello all stood silently watching, surprised at the scene before them. Viper had finally given in and was now slumped against Mikey's chest.

If they all hadn't been to quiet they wouldn't have heard what their friend said next. "M-mikey?"

"The one and only."

"Pain... so much..."

"Shhh, don't speak. You've barely got any strength as it is V."

"M...sorry..." Her eyes fluttered open just as they turned back to violet. "So...sorry."

Before the prankster could ask what she was sorry for, she fell back asleep. This time Viper looked peaceful as her chest fell and rose in a steady pace. Mikey carefully set her back down on the bed and pulled the blanket over her. A small smile pulled onto his face as he brushed a piece of hair behind her ear. To complete the touching moment he placed a light kiss on her forehead.

Much to everyone else's surprise, when he turned to look at them him face was void of any emotion.

Donnie was the first to move towards the two. "Mikey I-"

"Save it. Just work on making whatever that paper says you need to make and give it to Viper." Mikey smiled quickly, realizing the worried looks on his family's faces were not directed at his sleeping friend, but at him. "I'm just tired dudes, tell me if anything changes with V. I'm gonna go sleep till I'm twenty."

"Well that was the fakest smile in history." Raph declared after Mikey had left.

"He just needs some time. He'll be fine." Leo looked away from Raph and over at their prodigy for a brother, who had already gotten to work on making an antidote. "So is that stuff you're making going to work?"

"I don't know yet Leo." Donnie snapped exasperated. "This formula is extremely complex. If you don't mind, I could do with some peace and quiet."

"What about V-"

"I can take care of her. You two get some sleep."

"Your brother speaks wise words my sons."

Startled, all three boys turned to find their father standing in the doorway.

Leo stared at Splinter curiously. "How long have you been there?"

"Long enough. It seems that Camilla has finally found rest." The old rat made his way over to the sleeping girl smiling at her before turning his attention back to his children. "Go. I shall watch over her while Donatello works."

"Hai sensei," His students all responded in return with a bow. He took a seat next to Viper as Leo and Raph left the room and Donnie continued to work. Soon the only sound that could be heard by the old rat's ears was the quiet breathing of their human friend and the small noises that Donatello would make every now and then.

Taking a slow, soul calming breath, Splinter let his thoughts finally land on the alarming sight he saw when he had been silently watching his sons. When his youngest had turned to look at his brothers again the look in his eyes had sent chills down the ninjutsu master's spine. To the untrained eye, Michelangelo was blank and calm, but his father knew better. Behind those blue eyes was an anger that made Splinter fear for his son. He had been surprised at how well he had kept it in check, then again he also wasn't.

For years now, his youngest child had done well at keeping his anger in check. Even righteous anger had been nipped in the bud. It most likely had to with his second oldest brother. Despite Splinter's teachings, Raph had still used fear to rule over his two younger siblings; Mikey falling for victim to this the most. He never spoke out, afraid of the repercussions, and even if he did fight back, he was brushed off. His older siblings commonly took his opinion as less than important, and this usually meant the orange clad ninja would have to do something rather drastic to get his siblings attentions. Like when Viper had been taken by Shredder. Michelangelo had left the lair to return her home on his own. This had almost costed him his life, and if Viper hadn't stepped in Splinter would lost his children and the their friends, Casey and April.

Splinter hoped that Michelangelo wouldn't do something he would later on regret, before and not after his brothers could figure out what was going on.

Another question bubbled into the back of the wise rodent's mind. What was causing his normally happy son's temper to flare? He made a mental note to talk to his youngest about this.

Hey guys! Me and my partner have been working hard on future plot and what's in store for Viper and her Friends. I pride myself on the mystery aspect of my stories. So please, please, please tell me in your review what you think's going on. I would love to know.

Now onto another thing I want to address.

I had someone (who shall not be named, but you know who you are) message me about the fact that my story is listed under romance, yet there isn't any major romance in it. I want to take my time with Mikey's and Viper's relationship, BUT, I can promise in future chapters we'll be seeing a lot more of them developing past the 'friend zone'.

I'm also super happy to announce that I'll soon be able to move past this gloomy feeling that has taken my story captive. I have a lot of fluff planned for my OC and the cast of TMNT and I can't wait to get started on it.

I'm so sorry about how long this author note was but I had to get that off my chest. Please review!

I'm a disclaimer of TMNT but I own Viper and the idea behind her. If you want to use anything about her or the character herself please P.M. me first and get my consent.

Thank-you!