DISCLAIMER: I do not own the TMNT, however Naomi, Matthew and Sarah are my creations.
CHAPTER THREE
" Jeez Raph, did you have to hit her?" Mike demanded Raph as he tended to Naomi's bruise on her left cheek. She was still unconscious, but otherwise she looked okay.
" I'm sorry, but just seeing her made me snap." Raph retorted as he twirled a sai and glaring at the small brunette, " I couldn't help it."
" Has anyone ever told you not to hit girls?" Leo asked Raph, he was just as upset as Mike was.
" She'll live." Raph told him through gritted teeth, " She ain't worth the fussing over," he said before leaving the living room.
Don was standing behind the couch, looking down at Naomi. He couldn't believe she had come back after spending the whole day thinking about her. It was if she read his mind.
Actually she can read minds remember? He reminded himself. When Namoi had been staying with them after her brother burned down her apartment, Naomi revealed she could read Matthew's mind, his every thoughts. The turtles had been shocked by her secret but they were all relieved when Naomi claimed she couldn't read their minds. Her ability to read minds was called telepathy.
Naomi had explained the reason for Matthew's hatred for her; she had 'accidentally' read his thoughts one day. He had been plotting to kill their wealthy parents to get his hands on their fortune. Matthew had been furious when she confronted them with her plot; so he killed their parents anyway.
She was afraid he'd come after her next, so she fled to New York and changed her last name from Garland to Waters so that she would be harder to find. But somehow, Matthew tracked her down and nearly killed her in the car parking lot behind the library.
And that's when Raph showed up and saved her life.
And now she was back…but why? What was she doing here?
I'm sure we're about to find out soon. Don thought as Naomi stirred and her eyes fluttered open. She looked confused for a minute, but when she looked up to find Mike staring down at her, she smiled.
" Mike! What…happened?" she tried to sit up, but Mike forced to lie still.
" Someone wasn't pleased to see you and gave you a bit of a whack." Mike explained, " Now lie still, you might have a concussion. Donnie, can you get another cold washcloth please?"
Don didn't want to leave just then, but he sighed and went to do what Mike asked.
Naomi put a hand to her bruised, swollen cheek and winced. The memory of Raph whacking her came flooding back.
She knew Raph would get mad, but she'd never thought he'd actually hit her.
He must really hate me. She thought sadly, trying to make amends is going to be a lot harder then I thought it would be.
* * *
I can't believe she has the nerve to return! Raph thought angrily, what is she trying to prove? As far as I'm concerned I'm not welcoming her back with open arms! He gave the punching bag a savage punch and it swung to the left. He gave it another jab and it swung forward, he caught it before it hit him in the face. Taking his anger out on the bag was making him feel better.
Mike walked into the dojo, " Naomi's asked to see you," he told Raph.
" Well tell her, I'm not interested." Raph answered.
" Mike…she told us she's come back to make amends with all of us-and that includes you. Give her a fair change."
" Are you deaf? I told you I'm not interested!" Raph shouted, his temper getting the better of him.
Mike sighed, " Raph, why do you have to be so stubborn?"
Raph ignored him and started jabbing at the punching bag again. Mike shook his head and left the dojo.
" Bad news Naomi-he says he's not interested." Mike confirmed to Naomi. Naomi was now sitting up, holding a washcloth wrapped with ice to her cheek.
" He's going to be a tough one to break." Naomi frowned, " but I know I can get him to forgive me…you guys already have."
" Naoi…you haven't told us about yourself. How are you coping with your brother's…death?" Leo asked her.
" I'm okay…really. I've grieved for him and put him behind me. But-" she paused.
" But what?" Don repeated, " C'mon, you can tell us."
" It seems he's haunting me now," she told them about the face in the mirror and Mike winced.
" Creepy. Maybe you just imagined it," he suggested.
" That's what I thought." Naomi agreed, " There are no such things as ghosts." Naomi didn't believe her own words.
CHAPTER THREE
" Jeez Raph, did you have to hit her?" Mike demanded Raph as he tended to Naomi's bruise on her left cheek. She was still unconscious, but otherwise she looked okay.
" I'm sorry, but just seeing her made me snap." Raph retorted as he twirled a sai and glaring at the small brunette, " I couldn't help it."
" Has anyone ever told you not to hit girls?" Leo asked Raph, he was just as upset as Mike was.
" She'll live." Raph told him through gritted teeth, " She ain't worth the fussing over," he said before leaving the living room.
Don was standing behind the couch, looking down at Naomi. He couldn't believe she had come back after spending the whole day thinking about her. It was if she read his mind.
Actually she can read minds remember? He reminded himself. When Namoi had been staying with them after her brother burned down her apartment, Naomi revealed she could read Matthew's mind, his every thoughts. The turtles had been shocked by her secret but they were all relieved when Naomi claimed she couldn't read their minds. Her ability to read minds was called telepathy.
Naomi had explained the reason for Matthew's hatred for her; she had 'accidentally' read his thoughts one day. He had been plotting to kill their wealthy parents to get his hands on their fortune. Matthew had been furious when she confronted them with her plot; so he killed their parents anyway.
She was afraid he'd come after her next, so she fled to New York and changed her last name from Garland to Waters so that she would be harder to find. But somehow, Matthew tracked her down and nearly killed her in the car parking lot behind the library.
And that's when Raph showed up and saved her life.
And now she was back…but why? What was she doing here?
I'm sure we're about to find out soon. Don thought as Naomi stirred and her eyes fluttered open. She looked confused for a minute, but when she looked up to find Mike staring down at her, she smiled.
" Mike! What…happened?" she tried to sit up, but Mike forced to lie still.
" Someone wasn't pleased to see you and gave you a bit of a whack." Mike explained, " Now lie still, you might have a concussion. Donnie, can you get another cold washcloth please?"
Don didn't want to leave just then, but he sighed and went to do what Mike asked.
Naomi put a hand to her bruised, swollen cheek and winced. The memory of Raph whacking her came flooding back.
She knew Raph would get mad, but she'd never thought he'd actually hit her.
He must really hate me. She thought sadly, trying to make amends is going to be a lot harder then I thought it would be.
* * *
I can't believe she has the nerve to return! Raph thought angrily, what is she trying to prove? As far as I'm concerned I'm not welcoming her back with open arms! He gave the punching bag a savage punch and it swung to the left. He gave it another jab and it swung forward, he caught it before it hit him in the face. Taking his anger out on the bag was making him feel better.
Mike walked into the dojo, " Naomi's asked to see you," he told Raph.
" Well tell her, I'm not interested." Raph answered.
" Mike…she told us she's come back to make amends with all of us-and that includes you. Give her a fair change."
" Are you deaf? I told you I'm not interested!" Raph shouted, his temper getting the better of him.
Mike sighed, " Raph, why do you have to be so stubborn?"
Raph ignored him and started jabbing at the punching bag again. Mike shook his head and left the dojo.
" Bad news Naomi-he says he's not interested." Mike confirmed to Naomi. Naomi was now sitting up, holding a washcloth wrapped with ice to her cheek.
" He's going to be a tough one to break." Naomi frowned, " but I know I can get him to forgive me…you guys already have."
" Naoi…you haven't told us about yourself. How are you coping with your brother's…death?" Leo asked her.
" I'm okay…really. I've grieved for him and put him behind me. But-" she paused.
" But what?" Don repeated, " C'mon, you can tell us."
" It seems he's haunting me now," she told them about the face in the mirror and Mike winced.
" Creepy. Maybe you just imagined it," he suggested.
" That's what I thought." Naomi agreed, " There are no such things as ghosts." Naomi didn't believe her own words.