One Night Stand
Note: Okay, there's only going to be two chapters left. I've already gotten ideas for the next story in the seriesit probably won't be as long as this. But anywaykinda a cliff hanger, but it ends on a slightly nice note. No time to do reviewssorry. Oh, and this is much longer than the last few chapterat about 5 pages in Word compared to the three pages I've been striving for. I'm done ramblinggo read!
Disclaimer: I don't own Ninja Turtles, stupid sensitive lawyersbut I can play with them ^_~. I do own Rowan and CharlieJake and the bumbling sidekick Neil are up for sale though.
~*~
Raphael punched Jake, but the human grabbed the hand and used the momentum to flip the turtle over his shoulder, and land on top of him, taking the knife from his pocket and pressing it against Raphael's neck. Both men were lost in their own battle and did not see the small form pointing a gun at them.
"You're all abominations! Freaks of nature! The world will thank me when you're gone!!" Jake spat, inching the knife through the first tough layers of skin.
"Freak?! What kind of man tries to kill his wife? You're the freak!" Raphael yelled, locking his hands around Jake's wrists, and trying to push him off.
Both jerked in surprise as the sound of the gun richotiaed off the buildings. Looking, both watched as Rowan dropped the gun, and slumped over into the snow pile. Raphael could see the blood around her.
"Rowan!"
Jake cried out as the bullet passed through his chest, letting go of the knife out of instinct to stop the bleeding. Using the opportunity, Raphael pushed Jake off of him, and rolled away, moving toward Rowan. Praying that she looked worse than what she truly was. Raphael kneeled down and picked her up gently. She looked asleep, and almost peaceful, but the dark blue of her lips and the ice cold feeling of her body marred the scene. The blood had stopped; the wound had either scabbed over, or frozen.
Grunting, he lifted her up and cradled her to his body, hoping that some warmth from him would seep into hers. He needed to get her to a hospital fast, but the nearest one was over six blocks away. And he wasn't in disguise.
"Fuck that, come on girl, don't die on me now Charlie needs a mother!"
Turning, he ran for the street, barely even pausing when Jake reached out a feeble arm to stop them. Running down the street at past one in the morning didn't give him the attention that he was afraid it would. Most people were thankfully staying inside out of the weather. Sweat broke out as he picked up the pace, he could hear Rowan mumbling in her sleep, and for a split second, he couldn't hear anything from her. And he was terrified he had already lost her.
As he rounded the corned he could see the bright lights of the hospital, and he allowed himself a glimmer of hope to surge inside of him. Going quickly to the main doors, he watched as his luck held up when an ambulance pulled up. Waiting until the two drivers had taken their patient inside, he moved over to the truck, and used the left over stretcher to carefully place Rowan in. But he didn't know how long those two would be gone. So he slowly pushed her over to the automatic doors; pushing her inside the first entrance where the heaters would keep her warm.
Backing out as quickly as he came, he waited by some cars in hopes to keep her safe, even while in a hospital. When a doctor happened by and saw her, he watched as he immediately wheeled her away. Satisfied, he left for home.
Donatello watched from his anxious perch on the sofa, for when Raphael came home, when he didn't see Rowan, his heart sank into his stomach.
"What happened? Why are you bleeding? Where is she?!"
"Jeez Don, you're worse than Charlie with twenty questions." He tried lightly; rolling his shoulder to work out a kink that had formed.
"Raph, tell me what happened? Where's Rowan? What happened to Jake?"
Sitting down beside him, Raphael let out a sigh. "She's fine, she cut herself pretty bad on some glass, and I think she might have some frostbite or somethin' so I took her to the hospital to get better treatment."
"What about Jake?" Donatello repositioned himself to look at Raphael better. He had a thin cut going from his ear to the middle of his neck. He was bloody around his chest, but Donatello could tell that it wasn't his own. And he prayed that it was Jake's. What worried him the most was the graze from a bullet that went across his plastron. The doctor in him knew that it would be some time before that healed.
"Jake? He's toast, Rowan shot him."
He said it so nonchalantly that Donatello had to make sure he heard right. That couldn't be right, not Rowan. She doesn't have a mean bone in her body.
Raphael finally took the time to look around, and notice that his brothers were missing.
"Where's Leo and Mike?"
Don stared at him, processing the new information before answering.
"They went out looking for you. The other one is tied up in the last car, Leo hit him pretty hard and he's still woozy."
"Other one? You mean there were more than one?"
Don allowed a small smile, "He took a few pictures of Mikey. He liked them, and thinking that he was so photo worthy, he's keeping them."
Raphael snorted. That sounded like something Mike would do, even if it is a stupid idea.
~*~
Neil could hear them talking. But he couldn't make out what they were saying, his head hurt like hell and he could feel the slow tickle of blood sliding down his temple and into his ear. He tried to blink, but the tight bandana around his eye's that prevented him from seeing didn't give him much room. Why cover my eyes? I know where they liveso what does it matter? Jake'll come back soon for me, after he takes Rowan to the hotel.
But he had a feeling that he already knew that Jake wouldn't be coming back for him, and that it would be up to him to take out the weirdo's that lived down here. Moving his wrists he felt the bonds cut into his skin, but he continued. Stopping only when he heard the sound of someone behind him.
"You move any more and that wire'll slice yer veins open."
"Let me go." Oh yea, very smoothmaybe if I said pretty please they'll do it. Come on Neil, these creatures aren't intelligent enough to bargain or understand you.
"Oh, I don't think so, you're going to stay here and be my punching bag for when I get bored."
Neil heard the sound of a weapon being drawn and grimaced, expecting the worst. When he felt some noise in the background.
"Hey Raph! What happened? When did you get back bro?"
"After taking out the trash. Ro's at the hospital at the corner of First Ave. and E.23rd street."
"Is she okay?"
"Don't worry Leo, only a small scratch to the knee and maybe some frostbite, but I promise you, she'll be alright."
"Where's Where's Jake?" Neil stuttered.
A pause from the one behind him, and he could swear that the thing was smiling.
"He's toast. Rowan shot him clean in the chest."
~*~
Raphael's finger traced the outline of the long nick of where the bullet grazed his chest before he had moved Jake to catch the bullet. He watched satisfied at the shock that passed over their prisoners face, before he slumped in the chair. Finally realizing his defeat.
Michelangelo went over and picked up the phone, looking through the tattered phone book for a hospital from the directions Raph had told him. Locating the number he dialed.
"Hi, I'm looking for a friend of mine that was brought in there earlier tonight. She has long brown hair, about 25 years of age. A John Doe, she had a - " He looked over to Raphael for some prompting, who came over and yanked the phone out of his hand and relayed the injuries before giving it back to his brother.
There was a pause from the other end while the nurse checked the references.
"Yes, we had a John Doe here at a two am fitting those descriptions. We need someone to bring in her medical card before we can give her any medical attention. How soon can you be here?"
Covering the mouthpiece, Mike motioned over to Leo.
"Leo, check her purse, does she have her Hospital card? We can give it to April and Case if she does."
Leo held it up for conformation, and grabbed his hat and coat. Already preparing to leave for Aprils. Mike returned to the phone.
"Yes, we can have it there in about thirty minutes. Her name is Rowan."
"What's her last name?"
"It's -" Mike realized that in the entire amount of time Rowan had spent with them, she had never told them her name.
"I uh.Doe?"
"Very well.we'll be waiting."
~*~
Leo waited inside the large spacious apartment with Charlie, while April and Casey left with the card.
"Leo why didn't mom come with you?"
Sighing, he picked up a card.
"Mom is sleeping, and besideshow come you aren't asleepit's way past your bed time."
"Got any twos?" When Leo smiled and handed over the card Charlie grinned." 'CauseCasey wanted to play again because I beat him." He laughed. "Casey sucks at cards."
"I don't think your mom would like you using that word Charlie."
"Sorry Leo."
"It's okay, I won't tell if you promise not to use that word anymore. Got any threes?"
"Promise. Nope, go fish."
TBC
