My Turn

Note: Okay, second last chapter, mainly because this one made the story come together more quickly than what I thought it would. Oh, and after this story is done, I have many a more ideas, so look for frequent updates to the series! *grins widely * I love writing for this, and I have no plans on stopping anytime soon.

Disclaimers: I own Rowan, Charlie and then plot, 'nuff said. I wish I owned Sean Connery though* dreamy sigh *

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Rowan stood up and began to collect the plates, starting toward the kitchen when the front door opened with a flurry of movement. She watched as April rushed inside, two bags on the end of each hand, setting them on the counter she gave out a quick call of good wishes, and a happy New Year before leaving again. Leaving all staring at the door, wondering if she had actually been there. Mike was the first to break the silence.

"Alright! Goodies!"

Jumping up he darted past Rowan as she continued to the kitchen, she watched as he dug through the plastic bags, coming out with a silver hat that he placed upon his bald head and a noise maker in his mouth. He grinned as it made a loud squawking sound.

"Cool! I want one!"

"Now Charlie, what do you say when you want something?" Rowan reprimanded.

Stopping in his tracks, Charlie looked toward his mother for confirmation, "Please?" When she nodded, he held out his hand at Mike. "Puhlease Mikey, can I have one?"

Turning from the scene between the two she called back over her shoulder.

"Did anyone want any more pizza? Plenty left out here."

A chorus of yes's followed, and Rowan grinned picking up more slices and setting them on plates. Trying to balance three plates at once she turned, and nearly dropped them with a start at Donatello standing directly behind her.

"Uhthanks." She stuttered, when he smiled and took the plates from her.

"No problem."

Picking up the other plates she followed him into the living room, setting them down on the coffee table. With a great sigh she plopped herself back onto the couch beside Raphael.

"How's that leg workin' out for ya?"

That's Raph, blunt and to the point. She smiled a ruefully as she rubbed the hard plastic.

"Like all new things, it takes a bit of getting use too."

Donatello paused in looking at the new things with Charlie as he heard what Rowan had said. Unsure if she had meant the double meaning or not.

"Hey Don, will you put this hat on? It's purple, like you."

"Well"

"Aww come on Donnie, I put mine on!"

Smiling, he placed the party hat on his head, securing the tight elastic string behind the knot of his bandana. The tassel like lining around the bottom of the hat tickling him. He caught Rowan smiling at him, and grinned back in spite of himself.

"Now it's your turn!"

"Oh no, I don't wear hats, even of the party variety." Rowan said, raising her hands warningly as Don advanced on her, a bright pink hat in his hands.

Beside her, Raph caught her shoulders, getting into the mood. Her struggles proved useless as the hat was placed upon her head like a crown, the sparkle glue of the hat falling off in a small shimmer around them. Despite the situation Rowan couldn't help but giggle uncontrollably.

"Aww come on you guys, stop." But Don noticed that she didn't take it off when her arms were free.

"Mommy, you look like a princess wit that on."

"Thank you honey, but I don't feel like a princess. Not yet anyway." She grinned, eliciting a raised eye ridge and grin from Raphael.

"Okay, we have food, we have uh, hats, now what do we do?" She asked, looking around at the others.

"Liqueur?" Rowan punched Raph's arm good-naturedly and voiced a loud no.

"Ohh! How about a movie! I think April still has the movie Bruce Almighty."

"Not that one Mikey, we watched it just the other day, let's watch a different one."

Sighing, he bent down and ran his finger over the other selections.

"Hey, what about Entrapment? That's a good New Years movie, that and its got Sean Connery in it!"

Leo turned to her, a sly grin on his face. "You like Sean Connery?"

Rowan felt heat rise in her cheeks, but she nodded. "Of course, I love his acting, and that's a great movie! Thatand he's easy on the eyes."

"Rowan! I had no idea you went for older men! Guess that means I'm out of the picture huh?" Michelangelo laughed.

Rowan couldn't help but grin as the matter was settled and the movie popped into the video cassette player. Only after a few minutes into the movie, Rowan noticed Charlie starting to fall asleep against her. Leaning over, she tried to pick him up, but she found it awkward with her leg, worried that it couldn't support the extra weight. Mike, on the other side of him noticed her predicament and scooped the boy up and followed her to his bedroom.

Tucking him in, she came out to see that Mike had sat back down in her spot, glancing around she settled for the love seat and it's sole occupant. She felt Don stiffen as she sat down next to him, but relaxed when she leaned against his shoulder. Aw screw it, he began it, I'll finish it. Knowing that the dark was hiding them well, she reached over and gently took his hand in her own, giving it a reassuring squeeze that he returned. She felt her heart flutter at the proximity of their bodies, and silently tried to slow her heart rate.

Together they watched as the partnership between Catherine Zeta-Jones and Sean Connery unfolded. Half way through the movie she felt a strong arm gently move across the length of her shoulders, and she moved into the embrace gratefully. Now this feels right. Laying her head on his shoulder she sighed contently, not caring at the moment who saw them. She felt him chuckle silently when Catherine used the gum, and her head moved with his body, causing her to giggle at that. The sound caused Mike to glance over, and Rowan swore under her breath at how large his eyes got.

"Lucy, you got some splanen to do." He said with a light laugh, using the remote to pause the movie. Raphael leaned over from his spot on the couch and turned on the lap that divided the two sofas. Rowan blinked and snuggled deeper into Don against the sudden light.

"Bright!" Turning, she blinked owlishly at them. Noting Raphael's small sly grin, Michelangelo's wide happy smile and at Leonardo's small knowing grin of acceptance.

"Stop doing that!" She called in mock irritation.

"Stop what?" Mike asked, grinning wider.

"Talking through your smiles, it's freaky!"

"SoooDon, you never told us that that was the reason you had all those late night visits to the hospital."

"Aww come off it Raph, I wanna hear the juicy details!"

"Of what?!" Rowan exclaimed, finding the nerve to look shocked.

"You know what. Man Donnie, you're a smooth one aren't ya? I think this is the first time you got to one before me!" Raph said without regret.

Rowan looked up at Donatello, "How many are many?"

Leo noted silently that Don had a very small smile at the corner of his mouth, and that neither made any attempt to pull away from one another. Glancing at the clock he took notice of the time.

"Guys, it's eleven thirty, let's finish the movie."

"Aww" But Mike picked the remote up without any further complaint.

Both Mike and Raph paid little attention to the movie, instead glancing to catch what they could of the new couple on the sofa.

"What are we, on display? Watch the movie you pervs."

Turning back to the movie, Rowan made sure the others weren't watching and snuggled in until she was resting against his chest, soothed by the beat of his heart. Donatello felt her move and allowed his smile to widen.

TBC

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Pretender Fanatic: Thanks, and yeah, I am trying not to go to over board with each character, hope I got them right!

Lexy8: Er, hope that you didn't mind that I didn't keep the angst, but my muses yelled at me for it, I think they really wanted to see these two together.

Rene: Sorry for the missing word, I posted the story just before class started, and didn't have a chance to check over it. Thanks for inserting them for me. And yes, I did promise that it wouldn't be long, and truth be told, I think that the next chapter will be the last, but have no fear Valentines day just passed, and I need a story for that too! Boxing Day, not sure of it's origin, all I know is that it follows Christmas Day, hmm, thought the U.S celebrated that day too. Oh well, everything is closed that day as well. And I am a proud Nova Scotian (Canada) Hope you liked this chapter too!