A busy bee is a working bee, so here ya go! Next, heart wrenching chapter! You're welcome ^^

I don't own TMNT or song, if ya don't know the song, its; If I die young.

Raphael was still awake at five am, and his throat was getting dry. Leo wasn't moving, which was no big surprise. He didn't regret his actions, the leader would be way more comfortable in a bed, and he could always carry him back to the bathtub later. He sighed and touched his forehead, thinking he still had a fever. To his surprise, he didn't, in fact, he was cold as ice. The red clad turtle grab his wrist in panic and placed a finder to feel for a pulse.

With sudden energy he bolted out of bed and ran out of the room. He knocked on the genius door in panic. "Donnie, Leo's getting worse, you have to help me!" As his panic grew, he started kicking the door as well. The genius opened the door soon after, looking like someone who haven't been sleeping for a week. Raph grab his arm before he could say anything and pulled him towards his room.

The others had opened their bedroom doors and were now looking at them confused.

"Uhm, Raph, Leo's in the bathroom, not your room, are you sure it wasn't a nightmare?"

He didn't answer as he opened the door and pushed his taller brother inside. Donnie gasped when he saw him laying in the bed, wrapped in a blanket and looking like a corpse. He ran to the bed and too checked for a pulse. He sighed relieved when he found it.

"Are you crazy?! Why did you pull him out of the tub?! He have to stay hydrated!" Donnie scrolled as he placed a hand on his big brothers cold cheek.

"He was freezing! The water was cold as ice, and he needed heat! I did it to protect him! It's not my fault he's not warming up!"

"Then why didn't you just change the water?!"

"Cause!... I just... I wanted him close to me... To know he was still here, with me..." He sighed and looked at his feet. He wanted as much time with his big brother as possible, even if he didn't do anything but sleep.

Mikey looked at them from the doorframe, eavesdropping on them. Raphie was now sitting on the edge of the bed, head buried in his hands as he started weeping.

"I'm scared Don, he's not getting better, and it's been a month. When will he wake up?"

"I don't know... Maybe he never will... But we can't lose hope yet." The genius let his arms around his shoulders and pulled him close, letting his head rest on his plastron. That's when the youngest noticed his brothers red puffy eyes and tears running down his cheeks. He was crying, his older brother never cried. This was bad, it had to be. With a slight whimper, Mikey rushed downstairs and outside. He needed some air. Was he dying, was this his last day? No, it had to be a bad dream! This wasn't real, he was just dreaming.

With a feeling of total hopelessness, he sat down on the porch and looked at the sky. It was cloudy, and probably going to rain soon. He looked back down at his hands, and started humming, which soon turned into quiet singing.

"If Leo dies young, we'll bury him in satin, lay him down on a, bed of roses, sink him in the river, at dawn, send him away with the words of a love song."

April had followed the young turtle to see if he was okay, but when she found sitting there singing to himself, she stayed at the ajar door, listening.

"Lord make him a rainbow, he'll shine down on my brothers, we'll know he's safe when we stand under his colors, oh and life ain't always what you think it out to be, no ain't even grey when we burries his baby.

The sharp knife, of a short life, oh well, I need a little more time."

He tucked up his legs as it started raining and hugged them close to his plastron.

"If you die young, I'll bury you in satin, lay you down on a, bed of roses, sink you in the river, at dawn, send you away with the words of a love song.

And you'll be wearing white when you come into his kingdom, as green as the skin on your little cold fingers, you've never known the loving of a woman, but I'm sure it felt nice when she was holding your hand."

He gave a weak smile at the thought of his big brother trying to get Karai's attention, but it soon faded away again.

There's a girl there in town, says she'll like you forever, who would have thought forever could be severed by, the sharp knife, of a short life, you know, you've been gone for a long time."

He sniffed and rubbed his eyes, still not knowing April was keeping a sad eye on him.

A penny for my thoughts, oh no, they'll sell 'em for a dollar, they're worth so much more after you're a goner, and maybe then you'll hear the words I've been singing, funny when you're dead how the the others start listening...

If you die young, I'll bury you in satin
lay you down on a bed of roses
sink you in the river at dawn'
send you away with the words of a love song.

The ballad of a dove,
go with peace and love,
gather up my tears, keep 'em in my pocket,
save them for a time when I'm really gonna need them
The sharp knife, of a short life,
oh well, it's time to say bye...
So we'll but on our black suits, April wearing pearls..."

He finished with a deep sigh and continued humming to himself. April, no longer feeling like she interrupted him, went to get a blanket, then went out and sat down beside him, covering them both. He sniffed once more and leaned against her shoulder, the tears running down his face, soaking her night shirt.

She had long ago realized that Mikey coped with his feelings by singing and talking to himself, sometimes for fun, and sometimes to get through hard times, like now. She tightened him and joined the humming, which made him smile a little. The thought of having to bury his big brother in the woods made his heart ache, but it still seemed better than having nowhere to put him in new York. At least here he would have a proper funeral. He frowned again, picturing his brothers numb and dead body laying in a hole, dressed in white as they throw dirt on him. He looked at the rain again and started sobbing, eyes hurting from trying and failing to keep the tears from falling. He hated crying, but most of all, he hated seeing his brothers do it. He looked at the looked at the red-head again.

"April? If he don't make it, will you then sing with me when we burrow him? I know Donnie and Raph probably won't, and I don't wanna be the only one, he deserves more than that."

She went quiet. He was still thinking about burrowing his brother? No one should have to think like that, especially when that person wasn't dead yet. She forced a smile and looked him in the eyes.

"We won't have to, he'll wake up soon, he's just sleeping, remember?"

"Yeah, but if he never wakes up, if he sleeps forever and ever? What then? Would his heart stop? Would he be like sleeping beauty and need a kiss to wake up? I could try and kiss him, or you, maybe Raph, if we all gave him one, you think he would be so embarrassed that he woke up?"

"A coma doesn't really work like that..."

"Yeah, I know..." They went quiet and watched the rainstorm together when Donnie opened the door.

"Hey Mikey, April, we're having a little meeting, saying some prayers and such, thought you wanted to join."

"Meeting? Prayers? What for?"

"We... Think it might be his time to go soon, and I know you wish to say goodbye before he leaves."

Sorry for being a shorty again, but its easier for me this way ^^' Hope I didn't break ya all with feels! R&R. Oh and new episode tomorrow, hiatus finally ending! yas!