I'm not one to yell. I'm not one to stomp away. Heck, I'm not even one to get mad! But tonight I lost it. Here's how it happened.

We had been alerted that there was a Foot robbery at a warehouse. Why, we didn't know, but it was still our job to stop it.

April was with us during the ambush, and towards the end of the fight she was fighting against several soldiers at once, and… she was having a little bit of trouble. Apparently, Donnie also noticed this, and being the kind soul he is, went over and took out two of the soldiers that were on April's tail.

And she was not happy.

"Donnie," She yelled. "I'm almost a full on kunoichi! I can fight for myself, you don't have to protect me at every single fight!" By this time, Donnie had a major blush, and he looked a little upset.

Also, during the time when April was fuming at Donnie, a Foot soldier was approaching April with his with his weapon drawn.

I quickly ran over and cut the soldier in half, just before it stabbed April. After that, she turned away from Donnie and looked at me, to see the rare scowl on my face.

"April," I said bitterly. "A real kunoichi would've said 'thanks' after somebody just saved their butt. And if you don't want to have to be protected, make yourself not have to be. And last of all," I pointed to the Foot soldier I had slayed. "Pay attention! While you were yelling at Donnie, that thing almost stabbed you!" I said "stabbed" with gritted teeth. My lips were pursed and I could feel the skin around my neck tighten.

I was mad.

And she knew it. "Maybe I wouldn't have to be protected if you guys would just let me be! I'm not a kid!" She gave my chest a hard shove, making me step back. The guys just stood there, gawking. I heard Mikey draw in a sharp breath.

I stepped up to her. I was a few inches taller than her, so I had to stare down. "It's your own fault, April." My tone of voice was stone cold. I looked up at my brothers. "I'm out of here," I said as I started down the alley.

"Em," Raph put his hand on my shoulder. I stared into his eyes. When Raph noticed there was nothing he could say to help, he just let go. I walked off down the alley.

Raph's POV

So… that just happened. Emily rarely ever got mad, and she was fuming. I put my hand on her shoulder, hoping to calm her. But she had that look in her eye that just said, "leave me alone," so… I left her alone. If anybody knew that feeling, it would be me.

"Emily scares me when she gets mad," Mikey said. April still had that half furious half surprised look on her face.

"You walked right into that one, April." Leo had a displeased look on his face.

"It's her fault she went ballistic! I'm just sticking up for myself!" April argued.

"No, April, you weren't. You were being selfish. Nothing more needs to be said." Leo turned and started to walk away. We all followed him home.

Splinter greeted us when we arrived, but a questioning look came to his face when he noticed that his daughter was not with them. "My sons," he said, "Were is Emiliah?" April stomped off to her room, and Splinter followed her with his gaze. He turned back to us. "What happened."

We all took turns explaining the events of the night. A look of surprise came to my father's face when Mikey had said that Emily had yelled, for even he knew that his adoptive child is very mellow around the ones she loves.

"And she just… walked off," I finished. Splinter stroked his goatee.

He finally spoke up. "Donatello, do you have any ideas on where Emiliah may be?"

Donnie thought for a moment. "I may have an idea."

"Then go and see if you can retrieve her."

"Hai, sensei." Donnie ran out of the lair.

Emily's POV

Once I got inside the sewers, I purposely went the opposite way from the lair. I did not feel like answering to Splinter. I figured I'd blow off some steam before I headed home. Plus, I could go a little while without seeing April.

That last thought made me think. I started to not just be mad at April, but at myself. I shouldn't have acted that way. I wish I didn't yell. I probably scared Mikey and Donnie.

So much anger and guilt built up inside of me that I was about to scream. I needed to do something to bring me back to reality, and out of this mess in my head.

So I punched a wall.

And I immediately regretted it.

After my hard blow, I drew my hand back as quick as I could. Tears pricked my eyes as I examined my bloody and broken hand, and the stain that was now on the wall of the tunnel. "Ahh…" I breathed, shaking my hand. I bit my lip, biting back a loud scream. What am I doing….

"Em?" I turned to see the tall figure standing before me in the tunnel. I quickly wiped my eyes. "Oh, h-hey Donnie." I looked down at the floor and rubbed the back of my neck with my good hand. "Um… s-sorry for they way I… acted earlier."

Donnie just smiled. "I'm not mad. If anything, that made me happy."

"Happy? How?" I asked as Donnie came closer.

"You stuck up for me. Plus… I was just about near tears." Donnie looked at the floor.

I smirked. "I'm always there for you, Donnie." He smiled. We started to walk home. I winced when he took my broken hand in his.

He looked at me with a questioning look, and raised my hand to look at it. He gasped when he saw the bruised and bloodied mess. "Emily! Wh… what did this?!" Donnie asked frantically. I just blushed and looked the other way. He saw the stain on the wall. "Oh…" His voice was filled with sad understanding. "Lets go home. I'll fix you up." He kissed my head and took my broken hand in his own two hands, careful not to touch the injured area. I smiled at him and we walked home.

It felt good to be happy again.