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( Raph's point of view )

"He's okay sorta bro don't worry. He's bruised beyond belief and there is some internal damage as well, a cracked shell, broken ribs, sprained wrist and a lot of cuts.. but they ain't all from the fall Don said. In other words he's broken and bruised but otherwise okay" Mikey's head was low as if it was a fear to tell me, what did he think I would over react? But I get it, he's worried and by the looks exhausted from trying to be positive too.

"That don't sound okay to me dingus. That sounds real bad... is he at least awake?" Shaking off the pain in my head a moved my legs to sit up in the bed, one of us being ill was enough to handle, a little emotional knock to the head ain't something i'll whinge about. Heck all the tumbles with Mikey have done more damage.

"He opened his eyes a few times, more of a flutter but Don said he's not really registered much. He's in a daze like when Im watching a movie, but can you blame him?" Stupid question really. Because no I can't blame him after all he's my brother, and he's troubled. But being the hot head I am of course I can blame him. He jumped!

"Nah you cant blame him, but once he's up and out he's having a hell of a chat with me!" I cracked my knuckles, in other words me and Leo needed one of out 'chats' as it were. Mikey's face dropped he knew I didn't mean a fight as such but in terms of me... anything meant fist fight. This was tough, real tough. I got up and swallowed some pills Donnie left me on the side, and started to move all be it slowly towards Don's lab, I had to see for myself what Leo looked like, how Don was coping. The walk over seemed to take forever and whilst I would love to say its because I'm showing emotion, it's likely my dizzy spells. And thats when for the first time in my life I was speechless. On a cold table, hooked up to some fluids, oxygen in his nose, wires everywhere! Was my fearless brother Leonardo. Only it wasn't Leonardo, it was the shell of him, a former self. God how did it get so bad? I pushed away the urge to breakdown and saw my other brother Donatello at his desk exhausted, he didn't even blink when I entered his lab. Who knows when he slept last that was normally Leo who would check. His hands shook from the caffeine overload, his eyes were purple from the bags underneath, his skin was pale but his concentration did not break from the fluid bag he was refilling. One he screwed on the tube connected to Leo he placed it on the hook and sat back in his chair, then his attention was me.

"Up and out of bed? Shouldn't you be resting?" His eyes judging me but also knowing I don't do rest. How could he care about me when our eldest brother is lying on a metal table, dying for all I know? But thats Donnie for you, his brain works at a pace i've never seen. 1000 questions, 1000 answers and 1000 tasks go on happily in his mind.

"Eh you know me Don, rest is for the sick. Not for me... hows he doing?" My eye's lingering at my brothers weak state.

"Hard to tell really, sometimes his vitals go up and other times they drop so low I think he can't possibly survive. He is in a bad way Raph, I don't want to get anyones hopes up incase... well incase he doesn't wake up. Whatever is keeping him going is amazing me, because logically he should've died, and whilst he's nearly as good as dead he's got a lot of fight in him, I don't think he ever really wanted to die, but feel peace. But who is to really know but Leo himself, after all he threw himself off a building... Ive done all I can... the rest is up to him." This was the first time I have ever seen Donnie so disheartened. He couldn't answer us if Leo would live, if he even wanted to. He couldn't tell us the good or bad news if there was any. He was tired, emotional. Never did we think we would be working on a brother in his lab, maybe for a fight but never suicide.

" So you're telling me is up to Leo if he wants to live?" The same guy who smiled at me as he fell backwards of a building no care in the world...

" He's' going to sink or swim Raph, sink or swim" turning his chair round he bag counting liquid medicines and pouring new injections. A lot of work went into keeping someone alive, only this isn't someone. This is our mutant turtle brother, medicine isn't made for us yet so Don had to invent it. I have to give it to Donnie he really is a genius, you look around our lair most of it is because of him. He spends so much time thinking , planning and making heck he's got us out of so many situations before thanks to a machine, a weapon or a vehicle. I love that his mind never strays too far from us though, they're always built for us all never himself. Well maybe Mikey gets a new toy but that keeps him quiet for a week. I just hope Leo gets to see more creations, and certainly what kept him alive...

(Donnie's point of view )

By now I was worried for Leo, as I held April close she sobbed and sobbed, my chest wet form her tears. The lair door opened and Mikey strolled in with a silent Casey. The Casey Jones SILENT! Even I was shocked. After a quick catch up and the obvious text from Raph we set right to making plans and drinking more coffee. Suddenly there was a buzzing from my shell-cell, a call rather than a text... RAPH! I threw myself up from the chair and answered a hysteric Raphael, he barely sounded able to breathe.

"Woah buddy calm down I can barely hear you?" I tried to get him not to panic though I think he had found Leonardo.

"Leo, I.. I found Leo of a building in Cooks Street. He jumped but he's alive for now. Please hurry." The phone line went dead and before I knew it the guys were loaded in the van and we were driving to their location. Silence followed, they all heard Raph, they all knew what Leo had done but how would we find him was the question. Pulling up we just saw two bodies draped in an alley. My priority was Leo who granted was alive but only just. I gave Mikey the job of getting Raph in the van, he was shocked, silent and barely moving himself like a statue. Once the guys were in April started to drive off, and thats when the hard work began. Pulse checking, IV drips, platers and bandages you name it Leo needed it. But in a moving van yo can imagine even the most still of hands would struggle. In a drive that seemed to take forever we finally pulled up to the lair and with the help of Casey we brought down Leo to my lab and placed him on the cold table, his eyes never once opened. But setting him down meant i could now work on him properly and safely, though this meant leaving Raphael to Mikey... and that also scared me. But some instructions of rest, cushions and painkillers was a simple fix after all it was just shock that got to Raph nothing the hot head couldn't deal with after a paracetamol. Leo on the other hand, well lets just say a paracetamol wouldn't fix him, I knew I would not be sleeping much, in fact I knew that my next few hours would be the hardest and most exhausting hours I had worked in my life after all I wasn't fixing a shell-cell Raph threw at Mikey or the TV set... I was fixing our brother Leonardo.

( Mikey's point of view )

As far as being a mutant turtle go you can always assume we can cope with anything, really! But right now my oldest brother is lying in Don's lab waiting for all kinds of injections, IV drips, medicine and god knows what else. My job is to watch Raph, make sure his head is all good after we found him collapsed over Leo in the alley. It ain't nothing bad, something that a pill can fix. But that isn't my concern right now, I would love to be by Don's side just to help, though seeing Leo ? Im not sure I could. Man he really messed up, not him I know what he did was a cry for help I get that. But did he really think we didn't need him? he's our brother, our leader, our strength. Without Leo this family would fall apart. Don? He would spend day, months heck even years trying to distract himself with tech and everything else that geek does. Raph would go full vigilante, kicking, punching you name it. He wouldn't know his limit and probably go too far finding blame where he could in innocent people. And me? I would just be here , movies or telly all day. Throwing popcorn down my throat and doing the odd skate round the sewers.
I could hear Raph stirring he was fluttering his eyes and a slight moan from his lips. The moan of this hurts but like hell will I just sit here.

Ugh my head" He groaned I could tell it was sore as he rubbed his head, probably checking for some lump assuming he doesn't remember not fighting the foot for this injury. I had to say something...

"Dude you were out cold. Donnie got you in the truck with Leo and you just blanked. Exhausted most likely, we put you in here and well six hours later, morning." I wanted to make some humour of it especially as I knew what would be next. He didn't care about himself or his head but he was looking round... for Leo.

"And Leo..." He questions me, of course I knew but the lump in my throat formed really to explain... this was rough.

The conversation is started back off at the start of this chapter :) Fairly clever for me at least haha! I hope you enjoyed this chapter guys! See you soon