Okay, so obviously this is a one shot with an added sequel because not even
I can deal with an ending that sad. So two chapters...kind of making it a
short story I guess. So for those of you who wanted a different ending,
here ya go! And I'm going to make it EXTRA confusing by switching from
first person to third person..or something like that. It's actually not
confusing at all. You'll be fine and if not then take two children's
Tylenol and call me in the morning!
Disclaimer: Don't own TMNT. Just own my characters Summer and her pal Amy!
Nobody Lives Without Love
The sky was an endless expanse of pristine blue, unflawed by clouds and stretching out over the busy city of Memphis. My dull green eyes surveyed it through the huge picture window of my 18th floor office as my well- manicured nails drummed on the dark glossy wood surface of my highly polished desk. On the beige carpeted floor next to the outrageously expensive leather chair I now occupied laid my black stiletto heals which I had eagerly disregarded after one of the most gruelingly long trials I had ever been involved in. But it was over now and my client had won. Everyone knew it was going to happen in the first place. The Ice Queen of the courtroom never lost a case. "Don't know why they even bother," I muttered, absently brushing my fingers through my thick auburn hair richly highlighted with golden blonde.
Pushing myself out of the chair, I smoothed a hand over the butter soft fabric of my suede skirt and removed the matching jacket to reveal a simple white silk dress shirt. 'Such a grown up outfit,' I thought as I started clearing things from my desk and placing them carefully in boxes. 'Whatever happened to the happy, optimistic young woman I used to be?'
It was a rhetorical question. I, Summer Heston, had known for almost eight years now what had happened to that young woman. She had left the only love she would ever know to chase a dream. A dream that had not even been worth the effort. Granted I now lived a life full of luxury and was well known in societies highest circles but my life, if anything, was empty.
After I had left New York, leaving behind five of the most endearing souls I had ever known, I had gone to Memphis, passed the Bar and earned myself a well respected position as the top attorney at Brackston and Brackston. It was after my third large cast that my boss had noticed the ruthless, cutthroat way in which I commanded the courtroom. He had immediately given me an impressive raise and an spacious office with a view. A year after that he proposed.
Now don't get me wrong, Stan Brackston wasn't a horrible man. In fact he was actually very kind, very handsome, charming and incredibly fit for his 39 years of age. But my heart had and would always belong to another. I told Stan this several times. He would just laugh, brush a hand though his wavy jet-black hair and insist that we would fit well together with or without the love. He would also point out the fact that the "other man" was not even around. It always hurt to hear him say that. I knew he wasn't. I didn't need to be reminded...but Stan unfortunately had a point. In the spring we were married. I spoke my vows in a hollow voice, devoid of emotion, standing in front of the alter of a very elegant church filled with people. It was supposed to be the happiest day of my life but instead I felt as f something deep inside of me was dying.
Three and a half years later Stan joined it, his life ended in a plane crash. He had been coming home from a business meeting in Arizona. In his will he left me everything, much to his families displeasure. Soul ownership of the company, a sprawling mansion in the Memphis countryside, and several stocks went to me. Not only that...but he also left me one month pregnant. The only thing I wanted was the child. Everything else his greedy little siblings could have for all I cared. I wanted none of it.
So there I was, a 29-year-old pregnant widow who was bone weary of living. Not a day passed by that I didn't wish I were somewhere else. I sank back into my chair, drawing a shuddering breath and resting my head in my hands. This was all going to change. It had to. I couldn't live like this anymore. Not without him.
My mind very easily shifted to thoughts of Raph. I could feel hot tears collect in my eyes. God, I missed him so much. At times it was almost unbearable. He knew nothing about my marriage, nothing about the child I now carried. I couldn't bring myself to tell him. I knew it would hurt him and causing him pain was the last thing I ever wanted to do. I just..I hoped he would understand.
"So you're going then?" A soft voice with a sultry twang called from my doorway, breaking through my troubled thoughts.
I looked up; smiling at the only person I could truly consider a friend. Amy Larson, unique with her beautiful straight raven hair, pale complexion and soft violet eyes was the best friend and assistant a woman could ask for. She had befriended me immediately, not believing at all that I was the cold emotionless bitch some people had made me out to be.
"Yeah," I said after a while, once again standing. "I'm going."
Amy entered the room wearing a black business outfit with a pinstriped skirt and matching jackt, closing the door softly behind her and crossing the room to stand beside me. She offered me an encouraging smile. "Going back to him?" she asked, knowing about my past with the five mutant turtles and how I had fallen in love with one of them.
I nodded, my hand lifting to methodically rub the amethyst crystal hanging around my neck. "If he'll have me."
"Oh he will. You worry too much," Amy muttered with a dismissive wave of her hand. "It's a good thing you decided to go. I faxed the necessary papers to the sellers of that flat you wanted. It's yours honey."
I stared at the shorter raven-haired woman overcome with sudden emotion. "Oh Amy!" I cried, pulling her into a hug. "What would I do without you?"
"I dread the very thought," she said wryly, hugging me back. "Now," She pulled away, her violet eyes turning serious. "You've got a few loose ends to tie up here before you leave. I'll call Nickelson's law firm and tell them you've accepted their offer. I'm sure they'll be thrilled. Then.well, your estate."
My estate. What could I do with my estate that would make my in-laws furious? "The orphanage..it's starting to fall apart right?" I murmured thoughtfully, an idea forming in my mind.
"Yeah," Amy replied at length.
"Give it to them."
Amy laughed and shook her head. "Man Summer, Mrs. Brackston is going to flip out."
I rolled my eyes. "Let her. She's been nothing but a thorn in my side since the first day I met her."
"Whatever you say boss. So did you want to fly out tonight then?"
"Well, I have everything packed and ready so yes. I just have to make a phone call and I'll be good to go," I said as the first tremor of anxiety shivered up my spine.
"Okay. I'll go see what I can do about gettin' you out of here," Amy joked. "Be back in a few!"
She left and I perched on the edge of my desk, staring at the phone. "Now or never." Reaching down I picked up the phone and dialed. It rang once...twice.. "Channel Three. How may I direct your call?"
"April O'Neil please," I said to the overly cheerful receptionist.
"Hold please."
Seconds later April picked up. "Hello?"
"April?" I started hesitantly. "Hey, it's Summer."
"Summer?! Oh my God!!" She yelled. "Honey how have you been? Why haven't you called??"
"I'm sorry. I got wrapped up in a case and it took forever," I quickly apologized, scolding myself for forgetting about how motherly April could be. "I'm really sorry. Forgive me?"
"Of course. Just don't let it happen again. So how are you? I heard about your husband. I'm so sorry."
I swallowed hard. April had heard about Stan. She knew I had been married. That meant-.
"Don't worry Summer, he doesn't know. None of the guys do."
I released a sigh of relief and slumped back against the desk. "That's good. I..I want to tell them myself. How are they?"
There was a pause on the other end. A pause I didn't like at all. "Well, for the most part they're doing okay. They've grown up a lot."
I smiled trying to picture my handsome green guys as grown ups. Now that's something I never thought would happen. "Actually..they're the reason I'm calling," I admitted softly.
"Oh?"
"Yeah. April, I'm coming back. I thought I would be able to handle being away from Raph but it's killing me," I whispered, my voice becoming unsteadier with every word I spoke.
"Oh sweetie, don't cry!" April murmured, her words offering me little comfort. "If this is something you really want then I think you should do it. How serious are you about this decision?"
"Very serious. There's nothing here for me anymore. I just..I want to come home."
"Okay. But..does this mean you're willing to give up...everything to be with him?"
I laughed humorlessly. "Oh yeah. After my brief experience with intimacy I'm pretty sure I could live without it. Besides, I love Raph. Sometimes that's all you need."
"Alright Summer. Just let me know what I can do. Did you want me to tell the guys?"
I thought about it for a minute. I would want to see at least one of them right away. Who would be the most sympathetic and understanding to my current situation though? "Tell Leo. I'll call you later and let you know what time I'll be arriving in New York then you can have him meet me somewhere."
"You got it. Just give me a call and Casey and I will meet you at the air port."
"Okay. Oh, and April," I added, placing a hand over the swelling bulge of my stomach where my baby gently kicked, causing a capricious smile to curve my lips. "I have a surprise for you."
"All the more reason for me to pick you up. Talk to you later hun. I have to finish up here."
"Alright. I'll call you later. Bye April."
"Bye."
After hanging up the phone I stared at it a moment longer. So this was actually happening? I was really going back to New York. Smiling, I rubbed a maternal hand over my stomach. "We're going home baby," I whispered softly, feeling the first stirrings of the true happiness that had eluded me for eight years. "We're going home."
*~*~*~*~*~*
Back in New York the skies were overcast, the sound of thunder accompanying people as they walked toe busy sidewalks under the protection of their umbrellas.
Below the surface in a once abandoned subway station the mood was somber as the four turtles sat in silence. The scenes of the movie running across the screen of the television did little to distract them from their thoughts.
Leonardo, the oldest of the four cast an uneasy look in Raphael's direction, discouraged to see that his brother's bleak gaze was still focused on the floor. He'd been sitting like that for well over an hour now. Leo wished for at least the fiftieth time that day that Raph would pull himself out of the depression he'd fallen into when Summer had left but it only seemed to get worse with each passing day. Hell, Leo couldn't even get a good argument out of him anymore. "Hey," the blue masked turtle said, nudging Raph's leg with his foot.
Startled, Raph looked up. "What?"
"You okay?"
"Yeah. I'm fine Leo," he lied, lowering his eyes once again to the floor.
Leo started to say something, determined to get through to his brother when the phone rang. With a sigh he muttered, "I'll get it," and stood, crossing the cement floor to the phone and picking it up. "Hello?"
"Hey, it's April."
"Oh, hey April." He leaned back against the wall. "This is Leo. What's up?"
"Leo! Perfect. Okay, before I say what I'm about to tell you I want you to promise me that you wont make a sound until I say so, okay?"
Confused but interested Leo nodded. "Sure."
"Okay. I just got off the phone with Summer. She's miserable Leo and..she's decided to come back."
He just about dropped the phone. Just about. Quickly regaining his composer he clamped his mouth shut and forced himself to remain silent until April was through.
"Don't tell anyone. She just wanted you to know. She's going to be calling me later to tell me when her flight come sin and then Casey and I are going to pick her up at the airport. She wants to meet you somewhere. I'll call you back later and let you know what time, okay?"
"Yeah."
"Alright. I have to go. I'll talk to you later."
"Okay. Bye April." He hung up the phone and returned to the couch, diligently trying to keep the smile off his face.
"What'd April want?" Mikey asked.
Leo shrugged. "Just to say hi, see what we were up to," he replied flippantly. Mikey muttered something in return and went back to watching the movie.
Once the attention was off of him Leo grinned. Summer was coming back. 'Guess all that wishing actually paid off,' he thought, turning his attention back to the movie and eagerly awaiting April's next call.
*~*~*~*~*~*
"So you've got everything then. I found you a great hospital. Dr. Miller has the best credentials and her record is flawless. I'll personally take care of shipping out your furniture and everything else. The orphanage gladly accepted your offer and will be naming their new residence after you and that's about everything," Amy ticked off on her fingers as her and Summer made their way through the crowded terminal. A voice on the intercom announced departure times for the flight from Memphis to New York just as the two came to Summer's stop. Amy handed the auburn haired woman her ticket with a smile, her violet eyes suspiciously bright. "First class. You should arrive in New York around 10."
Summer grasped her ticket tightly and adjusted the strap of her carry on bag. "Thanks again Amy. You're a saint." She impulsively pulled the younger woman into a hug. "I'm going to miss you so much."
"Ooh, I'll miss you too," Amy said, sniffling as tears trickled over her pale cheeks. "Try and get me transferred to work for you, okay?"
"You got it hun."
They pulled away from each other and Amy placed a hand on Summers stomach. "Now you behave yourself and don't give your Mama too much trouble." She dropped her hand and looked back up at Summer, noticing that for the first time happiness sparkled in her vivid emerald eyes. "Call me when you get settled AND when you go into labor. I'll be on the first plane out."
"I will. Love you Amy."
They embraced once more, neither of them really wanting to say goodbye. "I love you too Summer." She backed away. "Go get him."
Summer turned and disappeared into the walkway. Her smile was firmly in place. Her eyes were full of anticipation. She was finally going back where she had always belonged.
*~*~*~*~*~*
April O'Neil gripped her fiancés arm, balancing precariously on her tiptoes. "Do you see her at all?" she asked, glaring at a middle age woman in a horrendous tropical smock when she bumped into her.
Casey Jones grinned down at the fiery brunette clinging to his arm. "Her plane just landed April. Calm down."
"I am calm," she muttered, settling back on her feet. "I'm just glad she's coming back. Raph hasn't been himself and it's starting to get a little freaky. I don't think he understood when she left how much he needed her. I'm glad she realized it though. I mean, I for one would be more then happy to see Raph back to his old self again."
"No kidding. I haven't gotten a good comeback out of him in like a year," Casey said dryly.
They fell into a comfortable silence, waiting as the crowd thinned for a glimpse of Summer. But as the terminal cleared there was no sign of the young woman they had known eight years ago. April sighed and started to turn away when a flash of wavy auburn hair caught her attention.
A woman, very obviously pregnant stood in the middle of the terminal, a simple black bag resting on the floor beside her. She wore a pair of flowing black dress pants that flared gently around her feet. The silk blouse she wore was vertically striped with maroon and a navy that bordered on black. It was pulled back around the collar, very subtly exposing just a hint of cleavage and it hugged her rounded stomach. The dark colors of her silk shirt brought out the glow in the young woman's cheeks and made her startling green eyes stand out all the more.
"Oh...my...god," April murmured the moment something clicked in her mind, telling her that this woman was the young girl that had left them 8 years prior. "Summer?"
The young woman's head turned in their direction and her green eyes went wide as full lips turned up in a fond smile. "April!" she cried, picking up her bag and taking long graceful strides towards them.
"Summer! I can't believe it's you!" April said, pulling the younger woman into her arms. "You've grown up so much. You look beautiful! And pregnant!!"
"Thank you. You look great too. It's so good to see you again." Summer backed away and turned to smile up at the man April was with. His black hair had been cut short but he was still an impressive man with his well- sculpted body and rakish grin. "Casey," she murmured fondly.
"Yeah kid, it's me. You grew up too much."
Summer laughed as hugged her briefly. "I'm still me."
Casey looked at her closely. He was right. She had grown up too much. Her eyes held way too much pain for someone her age and her fair features had hardened, become unyielding to any emotion. "Nah. I think you're more then just you," he said, hiding the fact that he was bothered with the change in her by nodding to her stomach. "When are you due?"
"In about three weeks."
April gasped. "Three weeks? We have to find you a doctor."
Summer laughed softly and shook her head. "Already taken care of. My assistant back in Memphis is handling everything. Housing, furniture moving, doctors, you name it the girl has it covered."
"Well, I guess we should get going then," the news reporter said, wrapping her arm around Summers shoulder and leading her out of the airport. "Do you have any luggage to pick up?"
"No. It's all being moved to my new place tomorrow. I have what I need."
"Alright then. Leo's waiting. Are you ready for this."
Summer took a deep breath. Was she ready for this? She didn't even know how they would react to her let alone the fact that she was pregnant. But she didn't really have a choice. Her heart wanted one thing and one thing only and this time..she was going to follow it. "Yes. I'm ready."
Once outside where the drizzle had eventually died down to a harmless sprinkle, Casey hailed them a cab and gave the driver directions to their destination. It took ten minutes and they were back on the sidewalks of New York, standing at the entrance to the turtles underground home. Casey scanned the area to make sure it was clear and leaned down, effortlessly hoisting the large grate on the sidewalk to reveal a ladder. "Down ya go kid," he said.
Summer gave April another quick hug before leaving. "Thanks for coming to get me. We'll get together tomorrow to catch up, okay?"
"Sure thing. Just give me a call when you're ready," the older woman said. She pulled back and gave Summer a small shove in the direction of the ladder. "Go."
Throwing her bag down first, Summer descended the ladder, darkness closing in around her. She listened to the sound of the grate scrapping against the cement as Casey closed it. Her feet made purchase with the solid ground and she reached down to pick up her bag, slinging it back over her shoulder. In the process she noted with mild disgust that her hands were trembling. Well, why wouldn't they be? She was a nervous wreck. What she needed was a good strong cup of coffee. "Cool it Summer," she told herself firmly, still thinking she was alone. She should have known better.
Out of the darkness stepped a figure, walking up behind Summer unnoticed. He was inches away and still she didn't notice him. "Eight years and you forgot everything we taught you?" the blue masked turtle said incredulously.
Summer gasped and whirled around. "Leo! God, you scared me!" she yelped. Suddenly the anxiety returned and she mentally retreated, afraid of what he was going to say.
Leo stared at the woman before him for a moment. It was hard to believe this was the same Summer he had known so long ago. But in a way she wasn't. This woman was older, wiser, and pregnant! "Look at you," he said, giving her an affectionate smile. "You look great Summer."
She visibly relaxed and returned his smile. "Thank you. You look good too," she commented, taking in his appearance. Not much had changed but she could defiantly tell he was older. He was a little taller then she remembered, his eyes held a certain knowledge that came with age, and his muscles were much more defined. "April said you guys had grown up."
An awkward silence fell and neither of them made a move. There was something about Summer that was bothering Leo. She was different, and not in a good way. Something about her attitude was cold and unnatural. Deciding to say something about it he broke the silence. "So when are you going to drop the act?" he asked softly.
Her chin started to tremble and her eyes filled with tears. "Right about now," she whispered. Dropping her bag she finally broke down for the first time in a long time, moving into Leo's arms and crying out the years of pain and heartache. As she cried Leo held her close, rubbing her back gently and murmuring words of comfort. He didn't know if they actually worked but he felt like she needed them right now and he was willing to do anything to ease her sadness.
Eventually the sobs died down, turning into quiet little sniffles. "So is this why you wanted me to be the first to see you?" Leo asked once she had calmed.
Summer laughed. "You're the most sympathetic out of your brothers. I thought if anyone was going to understand, it would be you." She tilted her head up to look at him. "I really missed you guys."
Leo tightened his arms around her. "We missed you too Summer. Especially-." His voice died off but not soon enough.
"How is he?" Summer asked, a note of fear in her voice.
"Honestly? Not good. He misses you. He never admits it, but we all know."
Summer pulled back, brushing away the last tears that still clung to her cheeks. "I miss him too. That's why I came back. I'm just.." A protective hand went over her stomach. "I'm not sure he'll understand."
"If you just explain-."
"Hey Leo! What's up man? You took off without even telling us where you were going."
Leo and Summer turned to see Mikey and Don walking down the large tunnel. The two younger turtles came to a dead stop upon seeing the woman with their brother. Mikey was the first to speak, taking an unsure step forward. "Summer?"
The auburn beauty subconsciously tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled. "Yeah. It's me," she said softly.
"No way!" The orange masked turtle exclaimed, rushing forward and scooping Summer up in a hug. "Whoa," he yelped, immediately setting her back down. "Pregnant Summer!"
Summer laughed. "Yup. It's still okay to hug me though. Nothings going to happen, not for another three weeks."
"Sweet," Mikey said, pulling her back into his arms.
"Mikey, hand her over," Donnie demanded impatiently. Mikey passed the laughing woman over to his brother and smiled as the two hugged.
"So does this mean you're back for good?" Donnie asked almost hesitantly as he released his hold on her.
Summer smiled, reaching up to brush a stray tear from his cheek. "Yes."
"Awesome." Mikey came up beside her. "One thing though. What's with the..umm..." He pointed to the obvious swell of her stomach.
Steeling herself for their reactions, Summer took a fortifying breath. "I was married..two years ago. He was a good man, very kind, older...but I never loved him. Eight months ago he died in a plane crash and well...this is how he left me," she explained.
"Why did you marry the guy if you didn't love him?" Donnie asked.
Good question. Why had she married Stan? God this was frustrating. Tears burned in her vivid eyes as her mind fought frantically to control her raging emotions. It was no hope though. Breaking down in front of Leo had broken the dam to the feelings that had been concealed inside her for too long. "I..I don't know," she finally admitted, hot tears coursing over her flushed cheekbones.
"Way to go Donnie. You made her cry," Mikey lightheartedly reprimanded his purple masked brother as he pulled Summer into his arms.
"I-I told him I d-didn't love him but he wouldn't listen," she managed to stutter through her tears. "And everyone kept say I should, we would make such a great couple, blah, blah, blah. I got so-so confused. Every time I told him that I loved someone else he would laugh and ask me where the other guy was."
Mikey made a disgusted face. "Man Summer, the guy sounds like he was a real jerk."
"I know." She clasped her hands together in front of her and started nervously twisting them. "Raph is never going to forgive me for this," she whispered.
Leo walked up, standing beside her and taking her trembling hand in his. "Summer, if you just explain it to him I'm sure he'll understand."
"Yeah," Donnie quickly added. "The guy's been miserable without you. You two can work this out."
"And can I just say," Mikey started, not to be outdone by his older brothers, "that you look totally hot!"
Summer's head jerked up and she stared at Mikey for a moment before a smile curved her full lips and laughter burst from her throat. "Thanks Mikey. I really needed that."
"That's what I'm here for babe."
They started walking down the darkened tunnel that led to the turtle's home. Once they reached the short flight of stairs that went directly into the spacious, renovated subway station, Summer stopped, anxiety flooding through her as she stared with unseeing eyes at the ground before her.
The three turtles stopped when they noticed she was no longer following them and they turned to face the young woman expectantly.
"Hey, it's cool Summer," Mikey said, seeing the apprehension that filled her startling green eyes. "He went for a walk."
Summer shook her head, feeling shameful for being afraid to face the one she had traveled so far for. "I'm sorry guys. I'm just really nervous right now."
"It's okay. We understand," Leo said softly.
She couldn't be any more grateful then she was at that moment. She had truly been gifted with such wonderful and understanding friends. Smiling, she squared her shoulders and descended the stairs.
It was just as she remembered it, the stained glass from above casting its rich hues over the subway cars and concrete floors scattered with furniture. Sitting in a chair not far away was another mutant she had missed dearly. A rat with a missing ear, eyes that were wise in all ways of the world, and worn clothing. He looked up as they entered, surprise registering on his face. It was quickly replaced by a small smile as he put down the book he had been reading. "My child, you have come back to us," he said in an age-roughened voice.
Summer placed her bag on the floor and crossed the floor quickly to her mentor. "Hello master Splinter," she murmured softly, wrapping her arms around him. "It's so good to see you again."
Splinter patted her back. "I too have missed you Summer. I see congratulations are in order?" he asked as she pulled away from him and straightened.
"Yes. In three weeks, well, hopefully three weeks my daughter will be joining us." She rubbed her stomach affectionately.
"So do those things like..really kick like they say they do?" Mikey asked, coming up behind Summer.
Summer laughed and turned to face the youngest turtle. "Yeah. She's actually really active right now. It must be all the excitement of the day. Would you like to feel?"
Mikey's eyes went wide. "Serious?"
"Yeah, here." She took his hand and placed it over her stomach, laughing when his eyes went even wider.
"Dude's. The little guy kicked me!" He exclaimed, staring in fascination at Summers abdomen.
"Michelangelo. See that our guest has something to drink," Splinter advised.
"You got it." The orange masked turtle disappeared into one of the subway cars.
Splinter placed a gentle hand on Summers arm and she looked down at him. "You look tired my child. You're room is just as you left it if you care to rest."
Summer nodded thankfully, starting to feel the days events take their toll on her. "Thank you master Splinter. I think I'll do that." She picked up her bag and started walking to her old room when Mikey's voice stopped her.
"Hey Summer, you up for some pizza?"
The auburn beauty laughed and shook her head. "Maybe you guys didn't change all that much after all. Yeah, I could go for some food. And a rain check on the drink. I'm good right now." She turned and went to her room, closing the door softly behind her.
Splinter hadn't lied. Her room was exactly as she had left it. It was almost like they had been expecting her return. Smiling she walked over to the bed and placed her bag on it, pulling open the zipper and pulling out a pair of baggy navy pajama pants and a large green hooded sweatshirt. She had to get out of the business clothes. They were starting to make her feel seriously restricted. She would take comfort over elegance any day.
Once out of the finery and into her sweats she started to feel much better. The child inside her gave one feisty kick and Summer laughed. "I know. It feels good to be home doesn't it? You don't know what it's like but as soon as you come into this world I'm going to show you. I promise."
She took a moment to rest, rubbing the small of her back to ease the throbbing ache that had grown throughout the day. She stretched out on her bed, staring at the intricate antique ceiling of the subway car. 'I wonder when Raph is going to get back,' she wondered, feeling her heart catch with the very thought of him. She looked at the clock, seeing that it was already 11:30. Hopefully he would be back soon.
In the living room of their quaint home Mikey picked up the phone and started dialing Nick's Pizza place when Raph walked in, shrugging out of his trench coat and tossing it carelessly over the back of a near by chair. The younger turtle immediately hung up the phone. "Hey Raph, that didn't take long."
"Nope," the older turtle replied in a dull voice.
Leo and Donnie chose that moment to walk out of the first subway car where they had been grabbing paper plates and glasses. They saw Raph and slowed to a stop, throwing a nervous glance at the car Summer occupied. "Hey. What are you doing back so soon?" Leo asked.
Raph gave them an odd look. "Well thanks for the great welcoming party," he remarked dryly. "Felt like coming back. That okay with you guys?"
There was the sudden sound of a door sliding open followed by a husky feminine voice. "Mikey, you might want to get an extra pizza. I think I might just be able to finish off one on my own."
Raph stared at the auburn haired woman in shock. There was no way...it couldn't be! She finished putting her hair into a ponytail and looked up. Her vivid green eyes connected with his and her mouth dropped open. Oh god, it was her. His heart beat painfully as he took in the sight of her, the long auburn hair with blond highlights, the eyes that had haunted him for eight years, her full lips and high cheekbones. She was older and her body had filled out very well. She would still be the tiny thing he remembered if it weren't for the-.
He shut his eyes against the pain that twisted in his stomach. She was pregnant. "Where's the father?" he asked in a voice devoid of emotion, breaking the tense silence.
Summer swallowed hard, trying to shut out the sound of her wildly beating heart. "He's dead," she murmured, finding it difficult to force the words out past the lump in her throat.
"Did you love him?"
Summer shook her head. "No." When he didn't respond she took a tentative step forward followed by another and another until finally she stood in front of him. "I told you I would never love anyone else but you."
Raph stared at her, his eyes cold and distant. She couldn't take it. She had expected him to be upset but his anger she could deal with much better then his silence. Tears started flowing in steady rivers down her face. She reached up and placed her hands on either side of his face. "Please Raph," she whispered brokenly. "I can explain."
"Why'd you come back?" He asked, his voice catching dangerously.
Summer smiled sadly. "Because I was tired of trying to tell myself I could live without you. I can't. I wont. I love you and I want to be with you." He remained silent and she could feel the happiness she had finally been able to grasp start to slip through her fingers. "Raph, you don't want to do this," she murmured.
"You're right," he finally said. "I don't." The tension left his body and he hauled her into his arms, tightening them around her. Summer wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her head in his shoulder, crying tears of happiness and feeling an unexplainable joy fill her being. God it felt so good to be back in his arms again.
"I missed you so much hun," Raph whispered hoarsely. Yeah, he was crying and he could honestly care less if his brothers saw. Summer had come back to him.
Summer pulled away and stared up at him, love shining in her beautiful emerald eyes and tears clinging to her thick lashes. "I missed you too. It hurt so much to be away from you."
Raph lifted a hand and gently brushed her thick wavy hair away from her face. "You're willing to give up everying...just for me?" he asked, trying not to sound so hopeful.
She smiled. "Yes. I would rather live a life full of love and be with you then live an empty life only wishing I could be with you." She caressed the side of his face, leaning closer. "I love you," she whispered, closing the distance between them and pressing her lips tenderly against his. Raph kissed her back, hugging her body close to his as his brothers started cheering wildly.
The two broke apart and laughed. After eight years they were finally together again and nothing was ever going to break them apart. The Lord worked in mysterious ways. He had brought the human and the turtle together for a reason and they were not about to question Him. No, they were just going to take the second chance they had been given and live it out for all it was worth. Because, lets face it...nobody lives without love.
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The End!! Or is it?? I just may have a touching prologue in store! A little flash-forward into the life of Raph and Summer. Okay, so I do. Lol. Later guys and thanks for reading!
Disclaimer: Don't own TMNT. Just own my characters Summer and her pal Amy!
Nobody Lives Without Love
The sky was an endless expanse of pristine blue, unflawed by clouds and stretching out over the busy city of Memphis. My dull green eyes surveyed it through the huge picture window of my 18th floor office as my well- manicured nails drummed on the dark glossy wood surface of my highly polished desk. On the beige carpeted floor next to the outrageously expensive leather chair I now occupied laid my black stiletto heals which I had eagerly disregarded after one of the most gruelingly long trials I had ever been involved in. But it was over now and my client had won. Everyone knew it was going to happen in the first place. The Ice Queen of the courtroom never lost a case. "Don't know why they even bother," I muttered, absently brushing my fingers through my thick auburn hair richly highlighted with golden blonde.
Pushing myself out of the chair, I smoothed a hand over the butter soft fabric of my suede skirt and removed the matching jacket to reveal a simple white silk dress shirt. 'Such a grown up outfit,' I thought as I started clearing things from my desk and placing them carefully in boxes. 'Whatever happened to the happy, optimistic young woman I used to be?'
It was a rhetorical question. I, Summer Heston, had known for almost eight years now what had happened to that young woman. She had left the only love she would ever know to chase a dream. A dream that had not even been worth the effort. Granted I now lived a life full of luxury and was well known in societies highest circles but my life, if anything, was empty.
After I had left New York, leaving behind five of the most endearing souls I had ever known, I had gone to Memphis, passed the Bar and earned myself a well respected position as the top attorney at Brackston and Brackston. It was after my third large cast that my boss had noticed the ruthless, cutthroat way in which I commanded the courtroom. He had immediately given me an impressive raise and an spacious office with a view. A year after that he proposed.
Now don't get me wrong, Stan Brackston wasn't a horrible man. In fact he was actually very kind, very handsome, charming and incredibly fit for his 39 years of age. But my heart had and would always belong to another. I told Stan this several times. He would just laugh, brush a hand though his wavy jet-black hair and insist that we would fit well together with or without the love. He would also point out the fact that the "other man" was not even around. It always hurt to hear him say that. I knew he wasn't. I didn't need to be reminded...but Stan unfortunately had a point. In the spring we were married. I spoke my vows in a hollow voice, devoid of emotion, standing in front of the alter of a very elegant church filled with people. It was supposed to be the happiest day of my life but instead I felt as f something deep inside of me was dying.
Three and a half years later Stan joined it, his life ended in a plane crash. He had been coming home from a business meeting in Arizona. In his will he left me everything, much to his families displeasure. Soul ownership of the company, a sprawling mansion in the Memphis countryside, and several stocks went to me. Not only that...but he also left me one month pregnant. The only thing I wanted was the child. Everything else his greedy little siblings could have for all I cared. I wanted none of it.
So there I was, a 29-year-old pregnant widow who was bone weary of living. Not a day passed by that I didn't wish I were somewhere else. I sank back into my chair, drawing a shuddering breath and resting my head in my hands. This was all going to change. It had to. I couldn't live like this anymore. Not without him.
My mind very easily shifted to thoughts of Raph. I could feel hot tears collect in my eyes. God, I missed him so much. At times it was almost unbearable. He knew nothing about my marriage, nothing about the child I now carried. I couldn't bring myself to tell him. I knew it would hurt him and causing him pain was the last thing I ever wanted to do. I just..I hoped he would understand.
"So you're going then?" A soft voice with a sultry twang called from my doorway, breaking through my troubled thoughts.
I looked up; smiling at the only person I could truly consider a friend. Amy Larson, unique with her beautiful straight raven hair, pale complexion and soft violet eyes was the best friend and assistant a woman could ask for. She had befriended me immediately, not believing at all that I was the cold emotionless bitch some people had made me out to be.
"Yeah," I said after a while, once again standing. "I'm going."
Amy entered the room wearing a black business outfit with a pinstriped skirt and matching jackt, closing the door softly behind her and crossing the room to stand beside me. She offered me an encouraging smile. "Going back to him?" she asked, knowing about my past with the five mutant turtles and how I had fallen in love with one of them.
I nodded, my hand lifting to methodically rub the amethyst crystal hanging around my neck. "If he'll have me."
"Oh he will. You worry too much," Amy muttered with a dismissive wave of her hand. "It's a good thing you decided to go. I faxed the necessary papers to the sellers of that flat you wanted. It's yours honey."
I stared at the shorter raven-haired woman overcome with sudden emotion. "Oh Amy!" I cried, pulling her into a hug. "What would I do without you?"
"I dread the very thought," she said wryly, hugging me back. "Now," She pulled away, her violet eyes turning serious. "You've got a few loose ends to tie up here before you leave. I'll call Nickelson's law firm and tell them you've accepted their offer. I'm sure they'll be thrilled. Then.well, your estate."
My estate. What could I do with my estate that would make my in-laws furious? "The orphanage..it's starting to fall apart right?" I murmured thoughtfully, an idea forming in my mind.
"Yeah," Amy replied at length.
"Give it to them."
Amy laughed and shook her head. "Man Summer, Mrs. Brackston is going to flip out."
I rolled my eyes. "Let her. She's been nothing but a thorn in my side since the first day I met her."
"Whatever you say boss. So did you want to fly out tonight then?"
"Well, I have everything packed and ready so yes. I just have to make a phone call and I'll be good to go," I said as the first tremor of anxiety shivered up my spine.
"Okay. I'll go see what I can do about gettin' you out of here," Amy joked. "Be back in a few!"
She left and I perched on the edge of my desk, staring at the phone. "Now or never." Reaching down I picked up the phone and dialed. It rang once...twice.. "Channel Three. How may I direct your call?"
"April O'Neil please," I said to the overly cheerful receptionist.
"Hold please."
Seconds later April picked up. "Hello?"
"April?" I started hesitantly. "Hey, it's Summer."
"Summer?! Oh my God!!" She yelled. "Honey how have you been? Why haven't you called??"
"I'm sorry. I got wrapped up in a case and it took forever," I quickly apologized, scolding myself for forgetting about how motherly April could be. "I'm really sorry. Forgive me?"
"Of course. Just don't let it happen again. So how are you? I heard about your husband. I'm so sorry."
I swallowed hard. April had heard about Stan. She knew I had been married. That meant-.
"Don't worry Summer, he doesn't know. None of the guys do."
I released a sigh of relief and slumped back against the desk. "That's good. I..I want to tell them myself. How are they?"
There was a pause on the other end. A pause I didn't like at all. "Well, for the most part they're doing okay. They've grown up a lot."
I smiled trying to picture my handsome green guys as grown ups. Now that's something I never thought would happen. "Actually..they're the reason I'm calling," I admitted softly.
"Oh?"
"Yeah. April, I'm coming back. I thought I would be able to handle being away from Raph but it's killing me," I whispered, my voice becoming unsteadier with every word I spoke.
"Oh sweetie, don't cry!" April murmured, her words offering me little comfort. "If this is something you really want then I think you should do it. How serious are you about this decision?"
"Very serious. There's nothing here for me anymore. I just..I want to come home."
"Okay. But..does this mean you're willing to give up...everything to be with him?"
I laughed humorlessly. "Oh yeah. After my brief experience with intimacy I'm pretty sure I could live without it. Besides, I love Raph. Sometimes that's all you need."
"Alright Summer. Just let me know what I can do. Did you want me to tell the guys?"
I thought about it for a minute. I would want to see at least one of them right away. Who would be the most sympathetic and understanding to my current situation though? "Tell Leo. I'll call you later and let you know what time I'll be arriving in New York then you can have him meet me somewhere."
"You got it. Just give me a call and Casey and I will meet you at the air port."
"Okay. Oh, and April," I added, placing a hand over the swelling bulge of my stomach where my baby gently kicked, causing a capricious smile to curve my lips. "I have a surprise for you."
"All the more reason for me to pick you up. Talk to you later hun. I have to finish up here."
"Alright. I'll call you later. Bye April."
"Bye."
After hanging up the phone I stared at it a moment longer. So this was actually happening? I was really going back to New York. Smiling, I rubbed a maternal hand over my stomach. "We're going home baby," I whispered softly, feeling the first stirrings of the true happiness that had eluded me for eight years. "We're going home."
*~*~*~*~*~*
Back in New York the skies were overcast, the sound of thunder accompanying people as they walked toe busy sidewalks under the protection of their umbrellas.
Below the surface in a once abandoned subway station the mood was somber as the four turtles sat in silence. The scenes of the movie running across the screen of the television did little to distract them from their thoughts.
Leonardo, the oldest of the four cast an uneasy look in Raphael's direction, discouraged to see that his brother's bleak gaze was still focused on the floor. He'd been sitting like that for well over an hour now. Leo wished for at least the fiftieth time that day that Raph would pull himself out of the depression he'd fallen into when Summer had left but it only seemed to get worse with each passing day. Hell, Leo couldn't even get a good argument out of him anymore. "Hey," the blue masked turtle said, nudging Raph's leg with his foot.
Startled, Raph looked up. "What?"
"You okay?"
"Yeah. I'm fine Leo," he lied, lowering his eyes once again to the floor.
Leo started to say something, determined to get through to his brother when the phone rang. With a sigh he muttered, "I'll get it," and stood, crossing the cement floor to the phone and picking it up. "Hello?"
"Hey, it's April."
"Oh, hey April." He leaned back against the wall. "This is Leo. What's up?"
"Leo! Perfect. Okay, before I say what I'm about to tell you I want you to promise me that you wont make a sound until I say so, okay?"
Confused but interested Leo nodded. "Sure."
"Okay. I just got off the phone with Summer. She's miserable Leo and..she's decided to come back."
He just about dropped the phone. Just about. Quickly regaining his composer he clamped his mouth shut and forced himself to remain silent until April was through.
"Don't tell anyone. She just wanted you to know. She's going to be calling me later to tell me when her flight come sin and then Casey and I are going to pick her up at the airport. She wants to meet you somewhere. I'll call you back later and let you know what time, okay?"
"Yeah."
"Alright. I have to go. I'll talk to you later."
"Okay. Bye April." He hung up the phone and returned to the couch, diligently trying to keep the smile off his face.
"What'd April want?" Mikey asked.
Leo shrugged. "Just to say hi, see what we were up to," he replied flippantly. Mikey muttered something in return and went back to watching the movie.
Once the attention was off of him Leo grinned. Summer was coming back. 'Guess all that wishing actually paid off,' he thought, turning his attention back to the movie and eagerly awaiting April's next call.
*~*~*~*~*~*
"So you've got everything then. I found you a great hospital. Dr. Miller has the best credentials and her record is flawless. I'll personally take care of shipping out your furniture and everything else. The orphanage gladly accepted your offer and will be naming their new residence after you and that's about everything," Amy ticked off on her fingers as her and Summer made their way through the crowded terminal. A voice on the intercom announced departure times for the flight from Memphis to New York just as the two came to Summer's stop. Amy handed the auburn haired woman her ticket with a smile, her violet eyes suspiciously bright. "First class. You should arrive in New York around 10."
Summer grasped her ticket tightly and adjusted the strap of her carry on bag. "Thanks again Amy. You're a saint." She impulsively pulled the younger woman into a hug. "I'm going to miss you so much."
"Ooh, I'll miss you too," Amy said, sniffling as tears trickled over her pale cheeks. "Try and get me transferred to work for you, okay?"
"You got it hun."
They pulled away from each other and Amy placed a hand on Summers stomach. "Now you behave yourself and don't give your Mama too much trouble." She dropped her hand and looked back up at Summer, noticing that for the first time happiness sparkled in her vivid emerald eyes. "Call me when you get settled AND when you go into labor. I'll be on the first plane out."
"I will. Love you Amy."
They embraced once more, neither of them really wanting to say goodbye. "I love you too Summer." She backed away. "Go get him."
Summer turned and disappeared into the walkway. Her smile was firmly in place. Her eyes were full of anticipation. She was finally going back where she had always belonged.
*~*~*~*~*~*
April O'Neil gripped her fiancés arm, balancing precariously on her tiptoes. "Do you see her at all?" she asked, glaring at a middle age woman in a horrendous tropical smock when she bumped into her.
Casey Jones grinned down at the fiery brunette clinging to his arm. "Her plane just landed April. Calm down."
"I am calm," she muttered, settling back on her feet. "I'm just glad she's coming back. Raph hasn't been himself and it's starting to get a little freaky. I don't think he understood when she left how much he needed her. I'm glad she realized it though. I mean, I for one would be more then happy to see Raph back to his old self again."
"No kidding. I haven't gotten a good comeback out of him in like a year," Casey said dryly.
They fell into a comfortable silence, waiting as the crowd thinned for a glimpse of Summer. But as the terminal cleared there was no sign of the young woman they had known eight years ago. April sighed and started to turn away when a flash of wavy auburn hair caught her attention.
A woman, very obviously pregnant stood in the middle of the terminal, a simple black bag resting on the floor beside her. She wore a pair of flowing black dress pants that flared gently around her feet. The silk blouse she wore was vertically striped with maroon and a navy that bordered on black. It was pulled back around the collar, very subtly exposing just a hint of cleavage and it hugged her rounded stomach. The dark colors of her silk shirt brought out the glow in the young woman's cheeks and made her startling green eyes stand out all the more.
"Oh...my...god," April murmured the moment something clicked in her mind, telling her that this woman was the young girl that had left them 8 years prior. "Summer?"
The young woman's head turned in their direction and her green eyes went wide as full lips turned up in a fond smile. "April!" she cried, picking up her bag and taking long graceful strides towards them.
"Summer! I can't believe it's you!" April said, pulling the younger woman into her arms. "You've grown up so much. You look beautiful! And pregnant!!"
"Thank you. You look great too. It's so good to see you again." Summer backed away and turned to smile up at the man April was with. His black hair had been cut short but he was still an impressive man with his well- sculpted body and rakish grin. "Casey," she murmured fondly.
"Yeah kid, it's me. You grew up too much."
Summer laughed as hugged her briefly. "I'm still me."
Casey looked at her closely. He was right. She had grown up too much. Her eyes held way too much pain for someone her age and her fair features had hardened, become unyielding to any emotion. "Nah. I think you're more then just you," he said, hiding the fact that he was bothered with the change in her by nodding to her stomach. "When are you due?"
"In about three weeks."
April gasped. "Three weeks? We have to find you a doctor."
Summer laughed softly and shook her head. "Already taken care of. My assistant back in Memphis is handling everything. Housing, furniture moving, doctors, you name it the girl has it covered."
"Well, I guess we should get going then," the news reporter said, wrapping her arm around Summers shoulder and leading her out of the airport. "Do you have any luggage to pick up?"
"No. It's all being moved to my new place tomorrow. I have what I need."
"Alright then. Leo's waiting. Are you ready for this."
Summer took a deep breath. Was she ready for this? She didn't even know how they would react to her let alone the fact that she was pregnant. But she didn't really have a choice. Her heart wanted one thing and one thing only and this time..she was going to follow it. "Yes. I'm ready."
Once outside where the drizzle had eventually died down to a harmless sprinkle, Casey hailed them a cab and gave the driver directions to their destination. It took ten minutes and they were back on the sidewalks of New York, standing at the entrance to the turtles underground home. Casey scanned the area to make sure it was clear and leaned down, effortlessly hoisting the large grate on the sidewalk to reveal a ladder. "Down ya go kid," he said.
Summer gave April another quick hug before leaving. "Thanks for coming to get me. We'll get together tomorrow to catch up, okay?"
"Sure thing. Just give me a call when you're ready," the older woman said. She pulled back and gave Summer a small shove in the direction of the ladder. "Go."
Throwing her bag down first, Summer descended the ladder, darkness closing in around her. She listened to the sound of the grate scrapping against the cement as Casey closed it. Her feet made purchase with the solid ground and she reached down to pick up her bag, slinging it back over her shoulder. In the process she noted with mild disgust that her hands were trembling. Well, why wouldn't they be? She was a nervous wreck. What she needed was a good strong cup of coffee. "Cool it Summer," she told herself firmly, still thinking she was alone. She should have known better.
Out of the darkness stepped a figure, walking up behind Summer unnoticed. He was inches away and still she didn't notice him. "Eight years and you forgot everything we taught you?" the blue masked turtle said incredulously.
Summer gasped and whirled around. "Leo! God, you scared me!" she yelped. Suddenly the anxiety returned and she mentally retreated, afraid of what he was going to say.
Leo stared at the woman before him for a moment. It was hard to believe this was the same Summer he had known so long ago. But in a way she wasn't. This woman was older, wiser, and pregnant! "Look at you," he said, giving her an affectionate smile. "You look great Summer."
She visibly relaxed and returned his smile. "Thank you. You look good too," she commented, taking in his appearance. Not much had changed but she could defiantly tell he was older. He was a little taller then she remembered, his eyes held a certain knowledge that came with age, and his muscles were much more defined. "April said you guys had grown up."
An awkward silence fell and neither of them made a move. There was something about Summer that was bothering Leo. She was different, and not in a good way. Something about her attitude was cold and unnatural. Deciding to say something about it he broke the silence. "So when are you going to drop the act?" he asked softly.
Her chin started to tremble and her eyes filled with tears. "Right about now," she whispered. Dropping her bag she finally broke down for the first time in a long time, moving into Leo's arms and crying out the years of pain and heartache. As she cried Leo held her close, rubbing her back gently and murmuring words of comfort. He didn't know if they actually worked but he felt like she needed them right now and he was willing to do anything to ease her sadness.
Eventually the sobs died down, turning into quiet little sniffles. "So is this why you wanted me to be the first to see you?" Leo asked once she had calmed.
Summer laughed. "You're the most sympathetic out of your brothers. I thought if anyone was going to understand, it would be you." She tilted her head up to look at him. "I really missed you guys."
Leo tightened his arms around her. "We missed you too Summer. Especially-." His voice died off but not soon enough.
"How is he?" Summer asked, a note of fear in her voice.
"Honestly? Not good. He misses you. He never admits it, but we all know."
Summer pulled back, brushing away the last tears that still clung to her cheeks. "I miss him too. That's why I came back. I'm just.." A protective hand went over her stomach. "I'm not sure he'll understand."
"If you just explain-."
"Hey Leo! What's up man? You took off without even telling us where you were going."
Leo and Summer turned to see Mikey and Don walking down the large tunnel. The two younger turtles came to a dead stop upon seeing the woman with their brother. Mikey was the first to speak, taking an unsure step forward. "Summer?"
The auburn beauty subconsciously tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled. "Yeah. It's me," she said softly.
"No way!" The orange masked turtle exclaimed, rushing forward and scooping Summer up in a hug. "Whoa," he yelped, immediately setting her back down. "Pregnant Summer!"
Summer laughed. "Yup. It's still okay to hug me though. Nothings going to happen, not for another three weeks."
"Sweet," Mikey said, pulling her back into his arms.
"Mikey, hand her over," Donnie demanded impatiently. Mikey passed the laughing woman over to his brother and smiled as the two hugged.
"So does this mean you're back for good?" Donnie asked almost hesitantly as he released his hold on her.
Summer smiled, reaching up to brush a stray tear from his cheek. "Yes."
"Awesome." Mikey came up beside her. "One thing though. What's with the..umm..." He pointed to the obvious swell of her stomach.
Steeling herself for their reactions, Summer took a fortifying breath. "I was married..two years ago. He was a good man, very kind, older...but I never loved him. Eight months ago he died in a plane crash and well...this is how he left me," she explained.
"Why did you marry the guy if you didn't love him?" Donnie asked.
Good question. Why had she married Stan? God this was frustrating. Tears burned in her vivid eyes as her mind fought frantically to control her raging emotions. It was no hope though. Breaking down in front of Leo had broken the dam to the feelings that had been concealed inside her for too long. "I..I don't know," she finally admitted, hot tears coursing over her flushed cheekbones.
"Way to go Donnie. You made her cry," Mikey lightheartedly reprimanded his purple masked brother as he pulled Summer into his arms.
"I-I told him I d-didn't love him but he wouldn't listen," she managed to stutter through her tears. "And everyone kept say I should, we would make such a great couple, blah, blah, blah. I got so-so confused. Every time I told him that I loved someone else he would laugh and ask me where the other guy was."
Mikey made a disgusted face. "Man Summer, the guy sounds like he was a real jerk."
"I know." She clasped her hands together in front of her and started nervously twisting them. "Raph is never going to forgive me for this," she whispered.
Leo walked up, standing beside her and taking her trembling hand in his. "Summer, if you just explain it to him I'm sure he'll understand."
"Yeah," Donnie quickly added. "The guy's been miserable without you. You two can work this out."
"And can I just say," Mikey started, not to be outdone by his older brothers, "that you look totally hot!"
Summer's head jerked up and she stared at Mikey for a moment before a smile curved her full lips and laughter burst from her throat. "Thanks Mikey. I really needed that."
"That's what I'm here for babe."
They started walking down the darkened tunnel that led to the turtle's home. Once they reached the short flight of stairs that went directly into the spacious, renovated subway station, Summer stopped, anxiety flooding through her as she stared with unseeing eyes at the ground before her.
The three turtles stopped when they noticed she was no longer following them and they turned to face the young woman expectantly.
"Hey, it's cool Summer," Mikey said, seeing the apprehension that filled her startling green eyes. "He went for a walk."
Summer shook her head, feeling shameful for being afraid to face the one she had traveled so far for. "I'm sorry guys. I'm just really nervous right now."
"It's okay. We understand," Leo said softly.
She couldn't be any more grateful then she was at that moment. She had truly been gifted with such wonderful and understanding friends. Smiling, she squared her shoulders and descended the stairs.
It was just as she remembered it, the stained glass from above casting its rich hues over the subway cars and concrete floors scattered with furniture. Sitting in a chair not far away was another mutant she had missed dearly. A rat with a missing ear, eyes that were wise in all ways of the world, and worn clothing. He looked up as they entered, surprise registering on his face. It was quickly replaced by a small smile as he put down the book he had been reading. "My child, you have come back to us," he said in an age-roughened voice.
Summer placed her bag on the floor and crossed the floor quickly to her mentor. "Hello master Splinter," she murmured softly, wrapping her arms around him. "It's so good to see you again."
Splinter patted her back. "I too have missed you Summer. I see congratulations are in order?" he asked as she pulled away from him and straightened.
"Yes. In three weeks, well, hopefully three weeks my daughter will be joining us." She rubbed her stomach affectionately.
"So do those things like..really kick like they say they do?" Mikey asked, coming up behind Summer.
Summer laughed and turned to face the youngest turtle. "Yeah. She's actually really active right now. It must be all the excitement of the day. Would you like to feel?"
Mikey's eyes went wide. "Serious?"
"Yeah, here." She took his hand and placed it over her stomach, laughing when his eyes went even wider.
"Dude's. The little guy kicked me!" He exclaimed, staring in fascination at Summers abdomen.
"Michelangelo. See that our guest has something to drink," Splinter advised.
"You got it." The orange masked turtle disappeared into one of the subway cars.
Splinter placed a gentle hand on Summers arm and she looked down at him. "You look tired my child. You're room is just as you left it if you care to rest."
Summer nodded thankfully, starting to feel the days events take their toll on her. "Thank you master Splinter. I think I'll do that." She picked up her bag and started walking to her old room when Mikey's voice stopped her.
"Hey Summer, you up for some pizza?"
The auburn beauty laughed and shook her head. "Maybe you guys didn't change all that much after all. Yeah, I could go for some food. And a rain check on the drink. I'm good right now." She turned and went to her room, closing the door softly behind her.
Splinter hadn't lied. Her room was exactly as she had left it. It was almost like they had been expecting her return. Smiling she walked over to the bed and placed her bag on it, pulling open the zipper and pulling out a pair of baggy navy pajama pants and a large green hooded sweatshirt. She had to get out of the business clothes. They were starting to make her feel seriously restricted. She would take comfort over elegance any day.
Once out of the finery and into her sweats she started to feel much better. The child inside her gave one feisty kick and Summer laughed. "I know. It feels good to be home doesn't it? You don't know what it's like but as soon as you come into this world I'm going to show you. I promise."
She took a moment to rest, rubbing the small of her back to ease the throbbing ache that had grown throughout the day. She stretched out on her bed, staring at the intricate antique ceiling of the subway car. 'I wonder when Raph is going to get back,' she wondered, feeling her heart catch with the very thought of him. She looked at the clock, seeing that it was already 11:30. Hopefully he would be back soon.
In the living room of their quaint home Mikey picked up the phone and started dialing Nick's Pizza place when Raph walked in, shrugging out of his trench coat and tossing it carelessly over the back of a near by chair. The younger turtle immediately hung up the phone. "Hey Raph, that didn't take long."
"Nope," the older turtle replied in a dull voice.
Leo and Donnie chose that moment to walk out of the first subway car where they had been grabbing paper plates and glasses. They saw Raph and slowed to a stop, throwing a nervous glance at the car Summer occupied. "Hey. What are you doing back so soon?" Leo asked.
Raph gave them an odd look. "Well thanks for the great welcoming party," he remarked dryly. "Felt like coming back. That okay with you guys?"
There was the sudden sound of a door sliding open followed by a husky feminine voice. "Mikey, you might want to get an extra pizza. I think I might just be able to finish off one on my own."
Raph stared at the auburn haired woman in shock. There was no way...it couldn't be! She finished putting her hair into a ponytail and looked up. Her vivid green eyes connected with his and her mouth dropped open. Oh god, it was her. His heart beat painfully as he took in the sight of her, the long auburn hair with blond highlights, the eyes that had haunted him for eight years, her full lips and high cheekbones. She was older and her body had filled out very well. She would still be the tiny thing he remembered if it weren't for the-.
He shut his eyes against the pain that twisted in his stomach. She was pregnant. "Where's the father?" he asked in a voice devoid of emotion, breaking the tense silence.
Summer swallowed hard, trying to shut out the sound of her wildly beating heart. "He's dead," she murmured, finding it difficult to force the words out past the lump in her throat.
"Did you love him?"
Summer shook her head. "No." When he didn't respond she took a tentative step forward followed by another and another until finally she stood in front of him. "I told you I would never love anyone else but you."
Raph stared at her, his eyes cold and distant. She couldn't take it. She had expected him to be upset but his anger she could deal with much better then his silence. Tears started flowing in steady rivers down her face. She reached up and placed her hands on either side of his face. "Please Raph," she whispered brokenly. "I can explain."
"Why'd you come back?" He asked, his voice catching dangerously.
Summer smiled sadly. "Because I was tired of trying to tell myself I could live without you. I can't. I wont. I love you and I want to be with you." He remained silent and she could feel the happiness she had finally been able to grasp start to slip through her fingers. "Raph, you don't want to do this," she murmured.
"You're right," he finally said. "I don't." The tension left his body and he hauled her into his arms, tightening them around her. Summer wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her head in his shoulder, crying tears of happiness and feeling an unexplainable joy fill her being. God it felt so good to be back in his arms again.
"I missed you so much hun," Raph whispered hoarsely. Yeah, he was crying and he could honestly care less if his brothers saw. Summer had come back to him.
Summer pulled away and stared up at him, love shining in her beautiful emerald eyes and tears clinging to her thick lashes. "I missed you too. It hurt so much to be away from you."
Raph lifted a hand and gently brushed her thick wavy hair away from her face. "You're willing to give up everying...just for me?" he asked, trying not to sound so hopeful.
She smiled. "Yes. I would rather live a life full of love and be with you then live an empty life only wishing I could be with you." She caressed the side of his face, leaning closer. "I love you," she whispered, closing the distance between them and pressing her lips tenderly against his. Raph kissed her back, hugging her body close to his as his brothers started cheering wildly.
The two broke apart and laughed. After eight years they were finally together again and nothing was ever going to break them apart. The Lord worked in mysterious ways. He had brought the human and the turtle together for a reason and they were not about to question Him. No, they were just going to take the second chance they had been given and live it out for all it was worth. Because, lets face it...nobody lives without love.
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The End!! Or is it?? I just may have a touching prologue in store! A little flash-forward into the life of Raph and Summer. Okay, so I do. Lol. Later guys and thanks for reading!