Hello kittens- sorry it's taken so long to get to this chapter of Unexpected Surprises but I've been having health problems that have put me in danger of being hospitalized, and possibly even dying. And on top of that I'm having more seizures.

So- forgive me for the long break. It isn't like I meant to wait this long to write this chap.

And with further ado- here is Unexpected Surprises.

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It had been over two and a half weeks since Hanna had awoken and under Leatherheads careful and watchful eye she was up and moving around on her own again by the end of the first week in a half. Which was wonderful since he hadn't been sure how much longer he could have watched over her without wanting to make love to her at least once.

Stupid as it was- It was simply how his species worked.

That even when injured, his kind couldn't help but seek to be physical with their mates. It was simply a part of their instincts to do so. To seek comfort and assure themselves that their mate was still there.

His feelings for Hanna were no different if the erection he was desperately trying to hide was any indication as he gently checked and probed each and every one of Hanna's injuries to make sure that they were completely healed. Running his large hands carefully along the slender callum of her throat, he noted that the bruising had faded to a dull yellow color, the ring that the cord had made around her neck when she had been hung- was all but gone.

Shifting his attention, he pushed the robe that she'd been wearing ever since her last bath, yesterday, and loosened the belt so that he could run his hands along her ribs to check the injuries there and nearly jumped out of his skin when the heel of his palm skimmed the underside of her right breast.

"Leatherhead?" Hanna said his name with a slight hitch to her voice as she squirmed on the cushions where she sat. Causing her robe to slip open a bit more, revealing soft smooth ivory skin. Leatherhead shuddered involuntarily, his body temp spiking as he lightly ran his hands along her ribs. Testing for any signs of discomfort when Hanna's hands came up and she gripped his jacket and ripped one sleeve half way down his arm before he could react.

"H-Hanna!" He sputtered as he stared down at her innocent looking face. "I'm trying to check your wounds!"

"You've checked me enough. I can think of other things that we can be doing..."

He sighed and stared down at her, his gaze unblinking as he took a moment to access the situation. It was rare of his mate to act so aggressively unless she felt threatened by something. He was about to reprimand her for tearing his jacket when he caught a whiff of the pheromones coming from her skin. They were much stronger than usual.

Leaning down a little bit, he put his snout right up against the side of her neck and inhaled deeply and bit back a groan. Oh god, no wonder she was acting more aggressively than usual- She was ovulating!

Now would be a good time to mate- His mind whispered to him. After all, if he mated with her now her chances of conception were much higher. They could have their family... "I'm hot-" Hanna said in a peevish tone. And he was inclined to agree.

She was hot. Nay- she was scortching as she reached for his other sleeve only to have him grasp her wrist and still it's action. "Stop." He ordered, needing her to listen before his mind went into a frenzied state.

He was not going to risk hurting her accidentally just to see to his own comfort.

Hanna looked up at him with an almost pleading look on her face and he narrowed his eyes as she said, "But it's uncomfortable being like this." Leaning down again so that they were eye to eye, he licked her lips then started to draw back so that he could tell her that it wouldn't be much longer for them. Which was a huge, huge mistake on his part since her small hand suddenly wrapped around his hardness and squeezed.

"Ah!" He screamed, startled by her actions as she got a wicked looking smirk on her face and moved her hand a little.

"Well, well, what's this?" Hanna said in an almost gleeful tone as LH's spine went ram rod stiff for a moment before he swatted at her hands with his.

"It's something that you shouldn't be touching yet! Let go!"

"But you're hard."

"Hanna- No!"

"Just let me-"

"No means no! No means no!"

"Geez, you're acting like I'm going to rape you or something-"

"Statistically speaking that's an impossibility since we are already mates but-" Leatherhead stopped talking for a second when he saw the look on her face morph to one of pure sexy evil and gulped as she asked,

"Oh really?"

He nodded his head mutely as she pushed him back a little bit with one hand while maintaining her hold on his aching length with the other and grinned up at him, sending off alarm bells in his mind a moment before she pounced.

Literally. Sending the two of them tumbling back on the floor of Donatello's lab with her straddling LH's stomach.

LH looked up at her and flushed as a peculiar warmth settled in his chest and spread, sending pleasant tingles down his spine. Oh god he was losing the fight wasn't he? "Hanna are you really well enough for this?" He asked in a rough tone as he untied the belt to her robe and used his fingertips to slide the emerald silk from her slender shoulders so that he could see her better in the faint light.

All of her wounds were faded and almost gone. And her body was still one of the most beautiful bodies he had ever seen.

"I'm feeling pretty good. So I must be."

He made a snorting sound and muttered, "Either that or you are insane."

She swatted him on the shoulder with her free hand and he chuckled as he lifted his hands up to frame her face. Fuck it. He couldn't wait anymore. And neither could she. Licking her lips, he made a soft rumbling purring sound before murmmering, "We'll take it easy just in case."