Hours Later
"You can come and get her now, sir," I hear a female's voice says, pausing for a while, "Sounds good, sir. She'll be outside waiting for you to pick her up." A leash is attached to my collar and I'm lead outside where she puts my leash down on the sidewalk, a piece of paper is attached to my collar, too. "Take care, Faith." With that, the white-haired lady goes back into the clinic.
"How are you feeling," Raph asks, coming to my side.
"Good," I answer, yawning and lying down, "just tired." As Raph picks me up, I fall asleep in his arms peacefully.
When I wake up again, I'm resting on Raph's bed on his chest, his arm around me. "Hey, Faith; How'd you sleep?"
"I slept good," I yawn, my tail stretching. "Thanks for everything, Raph." I lick his nose and he kisses my neck quickly (meaning he only kissed it once).
"That's good." Raph pats my head and I turn into a human, smiling.
My eyes look into his emerald ones, stars dancing in my blue eyes. "I couldn't wish for anything better." I realize that my birthday's tomorrow, the grogginess completely gone.
"When's your birthday?"
Before I answer, a smile comes onto my face and my lips meet his. I break away and stay a few inches from his face, saying, "My birthday's tomorrow."
Raph pulls me in for another kiss, saying, "Happy birthday, baby." He pulls me in and kisses my lips, his lips trailing from mine to my neck again.
"Thanks, honey," I reply in between moans, my hands rubbing his back. "You're making this the best birthday ever." I can't help but moan a little louder when he kisses my soft spot, making him smile against my soft skin and nibble it, making me moan louder.
"I see I hit your sweet spot," he says, licking it and making a hickey. "Let me show you how much I love you."
Allowing him, I lie down by his side, Raph being propped up on his shoulder. "I'm ready for you to show me."
A few weeks later, I notice pains and I notice one thing. "Raph," I call, Raph running into his room from the living room, "You're going to be a father."
The turtle's eyes widen, sitting beside me. "W-what? A father?"
I nod and put his hand on my stomach (the shot made me pregnant. I just now realized it). "She's going to be cute."
"Who says the child's going to be a 'she?' Our child could very well be a 'he!'"
Smiling, I nod and chuckle, saying, "I know. I didn't want to call our child an 'it.'"
Donnie comes in and looks to us. "You mean 'children,' Faith. You are having triplets."
Raph's eyes widen as does mine. "TRIPLETS," we ask at once, making me kind of worried. "How are we going to take care of three young kids?"
"You two will have us to help you," Don answers, smiling comfortingly.