Ramica: Not to worry I'll keep the suspense up one way or another.

Daydream: Did I hear a yell for more ::Falls over from hearing the scream for more:: Okay I get it. Here's a new and long chapter I might add :o)

Deana: Wouldn't that suck, you're passing out while friends or siblings are fighting. Here's more!

Disclaimer: Don't own the TMNT, dang it!

Donatello looked up at the woman, who claimed to be his mother and Melissa, his girlfriend. He covered his head with his hands. Donatello thought this was over that this was all a dream. Sensing movement near him, he jumped and tried scooting away from the doctor by him.

"Don, can you hear me?" The Dr asked.

"Don, honey?" Mrs. Fletcher said her face full of worry.

"Mom?" Donatello said, still not sure. Mrs. Fletchers face lit up.

"That's right honey," Mrs. Fletcher stepped forward. "How are you feeling?"

"I don't know?" Donatello shut his eyes. "I don't know what's real."

"This is real," Melissa stepped forward slowly. "Remember me Don?" Donatello nodded. "I love you, please don't go." Donatello reached out his hands to Melissa and she helped him to his feet. She hugged him and sighed contently. "I was worried about you."

"What happened?" Donatello asked.

"You passed out at lunch," Melissa said. "Then you started talking in your sleep about being a turtle that it scared the doctors so much they thought you were having a, I don't remember what they called it, but said that you might not come out of it this time."

"Oh," Was all Donatello said, then looked to Mrs. Fletcher. "Where's Dad?"

"At the office honey," Mrs. Fletcher said. "He'll be stopping by later today." Donatello nodded and sat down. Here he had a caring mother, father, and girlfriend. That was so different from what he had at home in the sewers. Of course there was the new girl, what was her name again, Cassie? He wasn't sure, but what are the chances that she would go for a mutant turtle.

"Don?" Donatello swallowed and closed his eyes.

*Flash*

The arguments of his brothers fighting, made Donatello open his eyes.

"Guys?" He questioned. Leonardo and Raphael both heard him and forgot about the argument seeing him on the floor.

"Donnie are you okay?" Leonardo asked as the rushed over.

"Head hurts," Donatello mumbled.

"Here let's get him to bed," Raphael said. Leonardo simply looked at Raphael for a moment before copying his movement of slipping one of Donatello's arms over his shoulder. Together they brought him to his bed and laid him down.

"Want something to eat?" Leonardo asked.

"No, maybe just some sleep will clear my head," Donatello said. The two turtles nodded and left the room so Donatello could sleep. Instead of finding sleep, Donatello felt restless and got up going to get a drink of water from the kitchen. He sat down at the table trying to figure out what had happened the past, was it only a day?

"What bothers you my son?" Donatello jumped then relaxed when he saw that Master Splinter was standing in the kitchen.

"Nothing Sensei, just thinking," Donatello tried. Master Splinter gave him a look then sat down at the table with him.
"I think I know my students well enough to see when they are having a problem," Master Splinter said. "Are you sure there's nothing you wanted to talk about?" Donatello sighed again and figured, why not. He already told Raphael a little, so what could it matter? It might help clear his head.

"I have been having hallucinations, flashes lately," Donatello started.

"When did this start?" Master Splinter asked.

"The night the foot soldier hit me, then things got weird and I passed out just before the lair," Donatello remembered. He explained the finding out he was in a hospital, had a mother and a father, that he was human, and he went to school with a girl named Melissa.

"And is Melissa a special person?" Master Splinter asked.

"It feels like she is," Donatello said. "I mean, it feels so real.

"Then I was in an institution, and I've been told I was there before," Donatello explained the doctors the nurses he saw. He was a little confused and amazed that he evened remembered so much of it.

"They said that I was sick, that being here with you and my brothers," Donatello said. "That this is all not real, that it was only my imagination."

"And do you believe what they are telling you?" Master Splinter asked. Donatello shook his head.

"I don't know what to believe, it's all so weird, like a fantasy of not having to hide, coming true," Donatello felt bad saying this to Master Splinter but knew no other way to explain it. He looked at the clock and saw that it was nearly seven in the morning.

"Let me tell you a story I heard once when I was young," Master Splinter said then got up. He started to prepare some tea as he spoke. "It is about a young man…" Donatello blinks loosing focus and not really hearing him.

*Flash*

Donatello turns and looks to a doctor seated behind a desk, talking on and on, like Master Splinter started to do. Blinking, none of the words were making any sense to him and he looked around trying to focus. Soon some of the word start coming through but for some reason Donatello isn't quite catching it all.

"…possibilities for a full recovery for Don, not just a temporary one like this last exit," The doctor said. "We just have to go slowly to be very careful of—"

"So there's a chance that we won't have to go through this again," Mrs. Fletcher said. Melissa sitting next to her, leaned forward, eager to hear more.

"You have to understand, Mrs. Fletcher," The doctor said. "Don have been in and out of this state for the last five years. Every time he goes back under, he seems to loose more of his past memories, and gain more from the place he has created. It's a schizophrenia, that is undifferentiated…"

"We know that," Mrs. Fletcher snapped, then realized when Melissa put a hand on her shoulder. The doctor hesitates before continuing.

"There's still a lot we don't understand about this," The doctor started slowly.

"What do you understand?" Melissa asked.

"That Don's delusion is multi layered where he is a kind of hero…"

"A ninja turtle," Mrs. Fletcher said.

"Right," the doctor nodded. "But there is more to it than that. In this world he has scenarios beyond imagination that he saves the world from over and over again. He has surrounded himself, with brothers, who are also like him, who are as real to him as you are to me.

"More so, unfortunately, they have faced all these conflicts of world saving together, over and over again. Every time we think we are getting closer to bringing Don back to reality, a new conflict comes up pulling him back." Donatello looks up sharply everything starting to seem to clear.

"Enemies, foot soldiers, the Shredder," Donatello said. "He did this to me." Donatello starts to try to get up but the doctor gently places him back down in the chair.

"Shh, you're safe," The doctor said. "You're with family and friends. No one is going to hurt you."

"Master Splinter?" Donatello looked around.

"That's the rat right?" Mrs. Fletcher asked.

"Yes, the one who supposedly found the turtles and then they changed I don't remember exactly how." The doctor turned to Donatello. "Things aren't going so well are they? In that world, the outside world rejects you, and it seems that you can't stop everything from cascading down." Donatello shakes his head and looks away.

"Listen to the doctor," Melissa begged. "It's important." Donatello looks at her for a moment then starts getting more agitated.

"The grand Master Shredder used to be the big super villain, but now he's disappeared leaving these idiot foot in his place, just kids." The doctor said. "Ordinary kids that you used to see at school everyday." Donatello just shakes his head even more, now he was really confused, before thinking this was all a dream, what if it's just the other world that was only a dream?

*Flash*

Cassie was in the kitchen eating a breakfast that Michelangelo made for her while she worriedly looked about for the forth turtle, Donatello. Raphael was in earlier and had settled in front of the TV, Leonardo was sitting with her in the kitchen.

"Has your brother been doing okay?" Cassie asked.

"Raph?" Michelangelo asked. "Ah, he's always that way." Cassie stifled a giggle then tried again.

"I mean Donatello," Cassie said.

"He doesn't seem to be doing too well," Leonardo said. "I don't know what's going on with him. After Raph and I put him to bed, Master Splinter woke me two hours ago, to help get him in bed. He said that Donatello was talking about being in a different world."

"Oh," Cassie said and looked down. "I think I'll go sit with Raph." Getting up, Cassie nervously slipped out of the kitchen and smiled at Raphael as she sat down. "What's up?"

"What's wrong?" Raphael asked. Cassie jumped.

"What do you mean, I just wanted…"

"You ran out of the kitchen like a scared bunny and now you're fidgeting like a wet dog," Raphael sat up. Leonardo and Michelangelo had followed Cassie out of the kitchen and were looking at her. Nervously she wrung her hands and sighed.

"Remember how I told you I was going out with Kenny?" Cassie asked, the turtles nodded. "And remember those pills that Donatello took into the lab of his?" More nods. "Well, I over heard Kenny tell his buddies that phase one of his plan was complete and that one of the pills was already given to the turtles." Cassie scrunched up and covered her head. The turtles only stood there in shock after listening to this.

"What do those pills do?" Raphael shook Cassie until she was looking at him.

"I'm not sure," Cassie sniffed.

"Try again," Leonardo stepped forward.

"I heard they were suppose to cause hallucinations," Cassie gasped. "But that's why I took the pills from him, I thought it was wrong and they tried to track me down to kill me and then you guys found me." Cassie sat there, still being held by Raphael. He released her by pushing her back into the sofa and got up.

"I'm sorry," Cassie said. "But I also heard that there was an antidote. I'd have to use one of the pills and…"

"And you think we'll trust you to do this." Raphael shouted at her. Cassie flinched.

"That's up to you, otherwise, he might just decide that he likes the other place better, or he could come out of it on his own," Cassie said.

"Okay, come with me, and you're going to explain what you're going to do, while I watch," Leonardo grabbed her arm going to Donatello's room. Stepping in they saw that Donatello was just sitting there, his eyes a little out of focus.

"Don?" Leonardo asked. Donatello looked up sharply then relaxed seeing his brother.

"Yeah Leo?" Donatello sighed.

"Cassie has something to tell you," Leonardo said. Donatello listened as she repeated what she told the guys and Donatello nodded when she was done.

"It sounds plausible," Donatello said. "I'll watch her as she makes the antidote if you want."

"Well if you trust her enough," Leonardo said.

"She did come out and give the pills to us right away," Michelangelo said from behind startling Leonardo. He dropped Cassie's arm and she rubbed it.

"I have to go get some stuff first," Cassie said.

"Then I'm going with you," Leonardo said. "Mikey stay with Don." Michelangelo nodded. They could hear Raphael state that he was coming too then all was silent.

"How you feeling bro," Michelangelo sat next to his brother touching his forehead. "Dude, you're hot, want me to get you some water?" Donatello shook his head.

"It shouldn't be this way," Donatello said distantly.

"What do you mean?" Michelangelo asked.

"It's all coming apart," Donatello muttered.

"What is dude?" Michelangelo tried.

"We have to defeat the Shredder," Donatello tried to focus on his brother. "We need to find other people besides April and Casey that will accept us."

It's not that easy you know," Michelangelo said softly. "There's the girls, remember," Michelangelo brightened.

"We have to try harder," Donatello said. "We have no one."

"Dude, your brain must be fried, we have each other," Michelangelo tried.

"No we have to, have to…"

*Flash*

Donatello blinks he's holding onto Mrs. Fletcher's arm. This time Mr. Fletcher and Melissa was there too.

"There is no Michelangelo, honey," Mrs. Fletcher said.

"Mikey," Donatello started. Mrs. Fletcher shakes her head.

"Come on Don, say it," Melissa joined in. "Not for me but for yourself."

"I don't have any brothers," Donatello said. Everyone breathes a sigh of relief. "Because you see we're not blood related, but we think of each other as brothers because we grew up together and…"

"Your mind is playing tricks on you," Mr. Fletcher said. Mrs. Fletcher leans in and gives Don a kiss on the forehead. He leans to her comforted by this.

"You're our son," Mr. Fletcher said. "We just want you to come home so we can take care of you, so we…"

"Can love you," Melissa finished. Donatello looked over and reached a hand out to touch Melissa's face.

*Flash*

Donatello snaps back, feeling like he just got brain whiplash. He looks to find his hand reaching for Michelangelo and pulls his hand away, shocked. Michelangelo was now standing, tears in his eyes.

"You like it better there, don't you?" Michelangelo asked backing to the door. "You probably don't have any brothers there, I heard you!"

"No Mikey wait," Donatello stood up.

"You said it a moment ago, that you have no brothers," Michelangelo paused in the doorway. "Parents, a girlfriend, and we're not there to share it with you."

"Mikey I didn't mean," Donatello tried.

"I got to go clean the kitchen," Michelangelo said and left. Donatello put his head down and sighed.

"We're back," Leonardo said from the doorway. Donatello looks up not sure how much time had passed.

"Sorry it took most of the day," Cassie slipped in. "But I want to do this right."

Going to Donatello's lab, Donatello showed her where to find everything. As she prepared the concoction, Donatello was finding that he was really enjoying the time with her. She was cheerful, smart and very easy to talk to. She was just about finished when Donatello said something.

"I know you've only been with is for a few days, but I have to ask you some thing," Donatello said.

"Hmm?" Cassie replied as she added the final ingredient.

"Would you consider going out with me, on a date, where we could talk, maybe have dinner," Donatello shut his eyes. He was saying it all wrong. Cassie looked over to Donatello and touched his hand.

"Donatello, I'm really flattered by your invitation, I really am," Cassie said, and Donatello smiled. "But I can't." Donatello smile faltered and he tried to come with a witty remark.

"Right there's Kenny I forgot," Donatello shrugged.

"No it's not him," Cassie said as she handed him the cup. "I was just thinking I really want to get to know your brother, Raphael better." Donatello was taken back by this remark and watched her go to the door. "Make sure to drink up all of that," Cassie said and stepped out. Donatello watched her go and looked at the cup. Looked like a mix between pudding and jello. From what she explained he was sure it would work and Donatello raised the cup then paused. Instead he walked over to a drain in his lab and poured the contents down the drain.

*Flash*

Donatello is sitting on the cot. Mr. and Mrs. Fletcher are still there, along with Melissa and the doctor.

"I don't want to go back there," Donatello whispered. "I want to be healthy, go to school, take Melissa out on dates." Melissa smiles at that. "What do I have to do?"