I always seem to do this... But i swear, I am really trying to finish this fic by the end of this year. But sometimes, you just gotta focus on your health.

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Alright, this one is a little sad but still cute. Enjoy!

See You Later

~Lilly's POV~

"Are you nervous?" Donnie asked me, noticing how I couldn't sit still.

I blinked, "Why do you ask?"

"Because you look like me when I started drinking coffee." He joked playfully. "Jittery."

I shrugged, "I'm not a big fan of flying. So a little..." I admitted softly.

Mikey came to sit by me, "Can't you like...stay here? Have your cousin video tape the wedding for you and stuff so we can all watch it together?" He whined once again.

"Awe Mikey," I sighed. "I wish I could stay but I can't."

"Yeah, so stop asking. This is like the thirteenth time!" Raph growled, sitting down on the other side of me, throwing his arm around my shoulders to pull me away from Mikey. "Besides," he cleared his throat. "I already asked her."

"So, new house, new sibling and a nice new step-dad. Things are looking good for you." Leo said softly.

"Yeah, I wish you guys could meet him. He's cool. He's nice and he really loves my mom." I said with a soft smile.

"Don't you think it's early for a wedding and a child?" April asked.

"Duh!" I scoffed. "I'm still worried about how my mom is going to take care of this baby. Because if she's going to raise it like she did me, it's screwed before it ever had a chance and I'll be damned if that happens. But, I think Barry isn't going to give up that easily with us."

"When's the flight?" Donnie asked.

"12:30." I sighed. "I'm still not prepared. I'm counting the minutes."

"You'll be fine." Donnie laughed.

"Yeah, if you stay here!" Mikey cried, grabbing my hand. "Three weeks is too long."

"Oh Mikey, actually, for newlyweds I think it's too short." I chuckled softly. "But don't worry, it'll go by quick."

"It better." Raph grumbled.

"What time is it?" I asked.

April took her phone out, "Around 5:30."

I groaned, "I promised Ian I'd be back by 6 to pack my stuff. We have to be at the airport two hours before our actually flight and I have so much to pack." I said, smiling when Mikey's grip tightened around my wrist. "I have an idea, how about I bring back a couple souvenirs for you. For everyone! After all, San Francisco is a tourist attraction. Now more than ever."

"Souvenirs won't make me feel better." Mikey whined.

"It's worth a try. I'll get you a stuffed seal, or a coffee mug with the Golden Gate Bridge on it, or a shirt." I offered, feeling my heart break at the look he gave me.

"I don't wear clothes!" He shouted, leaning forward to burry his face in my lap.

"Mikey," I said, resting my hands on his head. I didn't think he would care so much.

Raph growled softly, I looked back and shushed him. "Mikey, you're being annoying." He snapped, hitting Mikey's shell.

"¡Déjalo!" I shouted as Mikey raised himself from my lap. "He's only expressing his emotions, granted he has a lot, but still." I cupped Mikey's face. "I'm always going to call and you can always text me whenever you miss me, okay?"

"Okay," He said with a sniff.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and held him close, my hands lovingly caressing his head.

"Wait, are you leaving now?" I heard Casey ask.

I was going to pull away, but Mikey's arms tightened around me. "Mikey," I laughed. When he finally loosened his grip, I kissed his cheek. "Yeah, I have to get home and pack." I stood up.

"Need a ride?" Donnie asked as he stood.

"Nah, she's good." Raph said, standing right next to me.

"I guess Raph's going to take me home." I gave Donnie a hug. "Pray for me." I joked then moved on to hug Leo, knowing that he probably didn't want a hug by me.

April came up to me, "I'll come around you place at like 9:30 with my dad to go drop you off, okay?"

I gave her a nod, then turned to Casey. "I'll be there to. Don't give me a hug just yet." He playfully joked.

"Alright," I turned back to Mikey who had an angry glare on his face. "Don't look at me like that, you know I can't help it."

"I know. I know." He stood. "Just bring me back a stuffed seal I guess..." I wrapped my around around his neck and pulled him in for another tight hug.

"I'll be back before you know it." I whispered softly before kissing his cheek. "You can always text me."

"You better leave before I tie you up and make you miss your flight." He said with a pout.

I nodded, pulling away from his embrace, fighting back tears. "I gotta say bye to Splinter first."

"Where are you going?" I heard a booming voice say from behind me. "Why is there so much emotion here?"

"Oh nothing Splinter," I said walking towards him as he came out of the kitchen. "Just going on a little vacation is all. I'll be back in three weeks."

"Really? Where too?"

"California."

He held out his arms and smiled warmly. "Oh, I've always wanted to go there. I heard Disney land is truly a place where you cannot stop smiling." I gave him a hug, he stroked my hair. "Have fun, my child. And bring me back a keychain if you could. One from San Francisco."

I laughed, wiping the bottom of my eyes when tears began to over flow. "I will certainly, Splinter." I turned around and headed for the exit, "Alright, seeya guys..." I said sadly. As I was walking out, Raphael standing next to me, I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket. When I took it out, I read a text message from Mikey saying 'I miss you'. I held a hand to my face, finally letting the tears flow before turning around and running towards Mikey. "Oh Mikey," I said as I gave him one more hug before leaving.

He held me tighter than he did before, this time he almost didn't let me go. This is more of a reaction than I got from Raph all day so, I was happy. It was a bitter sweet moment, that hug. When I pulled away, I could see tears in this little guy's eyes. It damn near broke my heart. "Okay. This time I really have to go. But I'll be back!" I said slowly backing away. I pointed at everyone. "I'll be back!" I said before walking out of the lair and into the van. "Don't forget me!" I yelled as Raph pulled out of that place.

"Why do you have so many bags, you're only gonna be gone for three weeks. You're packing for months." Raph growled, zipping up another suit case before handing it off to Casey.

"Not even." I scoffed.

"Um… Yeah-huh. You got two for clothes, one for shoes and female stuff. Then you got a purse with make up stuff, and a carry on with more make up and more female stuff." He whined. "Why do you have so much stuff?"

"Well, I'm a girl and Aunt Flow doesn't give two shits about being prepared. And I do. So that's why I'm packing so much of that. My make up, you already know how I am. And clothes because it's California. Summer is hell and from what I remember, I'll be sweating balls over there." I explained, placing a brush into this huge purse I was bringing. You can never be too prepared.

Raph pouted, which he's been doing all day long, and crossed his arms over his chest. "I hate this. We literally just got over these three weeks of staying away from each other just so you can leave for another three weeks. Such bullshit." He spat.

"Hey, it's my mother's wedding. It's not bullshit. And I hate leaving just as much as you do but...what can you do?"

Raph walked over to me, "Why can't you just...stay with me?" He shook his head. "Don't answer, I already know."

I sighed, wrapping my arms around his waist. "Well, when I'm sad and lonely, I'll just think about the past two weeks we spent. Especially last night... You were...incredible." I may have been a little exaggerated, but it was to make him stop his whining. He's been like this all day and it's annoying.

Raph's pout turned into small smirk, "Yeah..." He ran his finger across my cheek. "I knew you were leaving today so I wanted to make it special."

He did. "You did. I'm still walking funny." I joked.

"Oh god! Jesus," Casey groaned in disgust as he was coming back into the room. "I don't even want to know what you guys were talking about. Just...give me the carry-on and I'll leave."

I couldn't help but laugh as I handed him the carry on. "Sorry Casey,"

"This is the second time!" He yelled before leaving again.

I went back over to Raph whose face returned to that sad expression. "Thinking about last night doesn't turn me on... It just makes me sad."

"I know it does. It's the same for me." I shrugged. "But there's nothing I can do, Raph." What we were doing now is waiting for Ian to come over with Christine so that we could all go to the airport. He was taking a while, which makes me a little happy that I get to spend time with Raph. "I would stay, but this is my mother."

"I know... I know." He sighed, scratching the back of his head. "I want you to stay but I wouldn't feel right."

This wedding is coming at such a bad time. I don't want to leave Raph. I was hoping to spend all summer with him but... I mean, it is just three weeks out of the whole two and a half months. "Think of it this way..." I grabbed his hands. "When I come back, I'm gonna bring souvenirs. I'll get you a little sea lion if you're a good boy when I'm gone."

Raph chuckled before shaking his head. He pulled me in close and just held me against his plastron. "God, I'm gonna miss you." He whispered before kissing my head. "I want to be there if another guy hits on you."

I pushed him away and scoffed, "No one is going to hit on me. I can guarantee that."

"How can they not?" He laughed. "It's California. It's like one big love fest over there. I saw a movie. Everyone is all flower crowns and peace and everyone was fucking or trying to fuck."

I shook my head, "When you saw this movie, was is made in the 60s? California is way different than hippies. From what I remember, people are nicer than they are here that's for sure."

"That's because they're pussies." Raph grumbled.

I scoffed, "Hey, don't be an ass just because I'm leaving. I'm from there."

He rolled his eyes, "Yes, I know you're from there. I'm just saying why go there is here is the center of the universe. This is a great place to have wedding."

I nodded in agreement, "Barry's dad works here too! But I guess it made more sense to have it where his entire family is and not just his father." I shrugged.

Raph nodded sadly, "Okay let's not talk about it anymore, we have like 10 minutes till Ian gets here so we're cool. Let's just enjoy these few moments with a little make out session, please?"

"Just a little one?" I giggled.

"Well, if it's a big one, then it'll turn into last night."

"Don't tempt me."

Raph smiled before he leaned in to place a soft kiss on my lips, I lifted my arms up and around his neck, pulling him as close to me as I could. Raph's hands moved up and down my back before one of his hands moved into my hair.

"Lillian! Ian and Chris are running late so they're going to meet us at the airport! Let's go!" I heard my mother call from downstairs.

I felt my heart drop, I pulled away from the kiss and let out a small sob. I was dreading this moment, and now it came even sooner than I thought it was going to come. I rested my forehead against his and sighed. "I can't cry. I can't cry. I can't cry." I repeated over and over. If my make up runs, it's over. I did it really well and I… "I won't cry."

"I may." Raph chuckled.

I opened my eyes, "Really?" I asked before shaking my head. "No don't cry. I've never seen you cry. I don't want to start now. Please…"

Raph stared at me, nodding slowly. "Listen," He began. "I know, it's just three weeks, but it's still a long time for me. Without you for a minute feels like forever."

I shook my head, "Stop being cheesy Raph, you're going to make me cry."

"But I want to say this."

"Raph, my make up is really nice and crying right now would just make everything all smudgy and gross-" He cupped my face, cutting my sentence off.

"I love you."

"Shut up."

"And I'll think of you everyday."

"Raph." I growled, fight the urge to fight tears really hard. "Stop it."

"I expect to see a call from you everyday, a text every night just so I know you had a good day or a bad day. Even if it's 2 in the morning, I'll pick up." Raph's eyes began to almost glaze over with tears. "I really wish I could drop you off at the airport."

I let out a laugh, before kissing him. When I shut my eyes, I felt one tear escape. This was only making it worse, the longer I kissed him the more I wanted to stay. I sighed into his kiss and mumbled that I loved him against his mouth.

Raph pulled away from the kiss, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "Let me walk you downstairs."

"But my mom will-"

He shook his head, then grabbed my hand and raised it to his mouth. "Forget her." He said.

I grabbed my purse and we walked down the stairs together. I rested my head on his shoulder, ignoring my mother when she scoffed in disgust at the sight of us. It bothered me, but seeing Raph unbothered made me feel better.

My mother grabbed her suitcase and sighed, "I'm going to go call a cab. I'm not waiting anymore." She opened the door and dragged her suitcase down the stairs.

Barry groaned softly before chasing after her, "She's...just tired from the packing." He explained. "Case, help with the suitcases."

Casey nodded, bring down two more suitcases while April got the rest. "I'll see you down there." She said before shutting the door behind her.

Raph sighed heavily, "Well, I guess this is goodbye..."

"No, I'll see you later." I said with a sad smile. "Three weeks. Things will go by fast."

He chuckled, "For you. You're gonna be busy."

"Hey, I'm sure you can distract yourself with fighting crime and all." I waved my finger in his face. "But I don't want to get any calls about you getting shot or hurt or anything. Me being away from you is hard enough, but being away from you when you're hurt?" I shook my head. "I don't think so."

Raph smiled amusingly at me, "It's nice to know you care so much."

I frowned, my hands grabbing his. "You know I love you, right? I know I don't say it as often as you do but-"

"I know. Of course I know. You don't have to keep explaining yourself. I know you love me." He laughed, his arms moving around my waist so he could close the gap between us. "I love you too."

I groaned, resting my head against his chest. I don't want to go now. But I have to. I have to. "You're making it really hard to leave."

"Am I not supposed to?"

"I don't think there's a way you can't." I said with a sad chuckle. I wrapped my arms around his neck and just held him as tight as I could for the last time. I had to keep reminding myself that this isn't permanent. It was just three weeks! We've done this before! Plus, I'll get to actually text and call him so it's not like we're completely cutting off all contact. I guess just the fact that he's going to be so far away... Maybe that's what was killing me. I can't just go to his place to see him.

"I'm gonna miss you." He said burying his face into my neck.

I didn't say anything. If I would've, I would have bust out in tears and I really needed to keep this make up together. Instead I just I just held him.

After a while, the door opened. "Lilly, cabs here." April said softly. "Awe...you guys are so cute."

I smiled, pulling away from Raph just to cup his face. My thumbs wiped away any signs of tears so that April wouldn't see. He smiled back at me before resting his forehead on mine. "See you later?" He asked.

I nodded, "See you later." I gave him a bittersweet kiss that lasted...not long enough. I forced myself to pull away from Raph and headed for the door. When the door closed behind me, I felt my heart break. I didn't want to go. But I had to.

Man, this is gonna suck...

After checking in, and a tearful goodbye between April and Casey, I'm now on the plane just waiting by myself. Ian is supposed to sit behind me but he hasn't showed up. I called him and he told me he was on his way with Chris but I still haven't seen him. I'm getting worried. What if he never shows? We'll have to leave without him!? I can't leave without him. I can't! He's my entire support system!

I reached over the seat in front of me and tapped on Barry's head. "Did Ian tell you where he is?"

He shook his head, his expression was the same as mine, worried. "I've been texting him but he's not texting back."

"Have you tried calling him?"

Barry nodded, "But he won't answer. Your mom keeps calling Christine but she won't answer either."

I gasped, "Do you think something happened?"

"Yeah," my mother said, turning around. "They fucked."

"WHAT!?" I yelled, nearly jumping out of my seat.

Barry shushed me, "Lillian, there are other people on board."

My mother nodded, "Yeah, it's totally obvious. Ian's been leaving every night coming back with a smile on his face. Christine has been happier than usual, face shinning. She's been bragging about some guy who's...the best she's ever had."

"Okay..." I gagged. "Ew. Ian always has a smile on his face, one. And I doubt Chris has a ever said that. She doesn't date."

My mother laughed, "Who says they're dating?"

"Oh god, ew." I said, shifting uncomfortably in my seat. "When did this start? How are you so sure?"

"You don't remember how he looked when she first fell for that boring banker. Little Timmy's dad? After Timmy died, Christine told me she'd make sure she'd never fall in love with any man again."

"What does falling in love have to do-"

"Chris wanted a kid with someone she loved. But when that didn't turn out so well, she never wanted to love anyone again."

"Okay? What your point?" I stated, feeling a little annoyed. My mother was getting my hopes up and I don't like that.

"She doesn't want to date him because of her own fears. She's in denial and it's sad. This trip will change that, I'm sure." My mother said. "That is, if they even show up."

Barry's eyes widened, "There they are. Thank god! Where were you guys?"

I looked over at Ian and Chris with suspicious eyes, searching for anything that proved my mother wrong. They both looked normal, just looked like there were both in a big rush.

Ian ran his hand threw his hair, "Sorry, couldn't get a taxi and when we did there was a bunch of traffic."

Christine sighed, "Yeah... Traffic." She muttered before heading to her seat which was in front of my mother.

Ian, thankfully, sat next to me. I immediately grabbed him by the arm and spoke Spanish to him, "When were you going to tell me you were sleeping with Christine?"

His eyes widened with what looked like fear, "What? Who told you that?"

I pointed at my mother, "She told me you and her are doing stuff together."

My mother turned around, "You guys do realize I can understand you?" She said with a smile.

Ian blinked, "Since when do you know Spanish?"

"Tony taught me a lot." My mom said.

"Why are you talking about what I do with my life to Lillian? Especially with stuff like who I'm sleeping it?" Ian said quickly.

My mother narrowed her eyes, "Okay. I know Spanish but you gotta slow down when you speak. I'm not that good."

"Wait, so it's true?" I said.

Ian shushed me, "Cállete. She's right there you know."

"Is it?"

Ian sighed, shifting in his seat. "Lil'..."

I gasped, "It is true!" I smiled. "Ian that's great. That's more than great! That's-"

"Lillian, I've never hit you, but if you keep yelling I may start." He threatened.

I laughed, knowing his threat was empty. "When were you going to tell me?"

He groaned, "It's not..." he lowered his voice, before continuing. "It's not what you think it is. It happened once. Okay? And it's really none of your business."

"Ian, you're like my brother. As long as you don't go into detail,"

Ian shook his head, "No, it's inappropriate. You're too young to understand."

I beg to differ, but I can't tell anyone that so I can protect Raph's ass. "Jesus Ian, I'm not as innocent as you think I am."

"What does-" he shook his head. "I don't want to know."

"How long have you been seeing her?"

"I'm not seeing her. It happened once." He whispered.

"Do you want to start seeing her?"

Ian shrugged, "I don't...I don't know." He kept running his fingers through his hair nervously.

The pilot came on over the speakers, making my heart pound so loud I couldn't even hear what he was saying. I guess it's almost time to take off...oh boy...

"It's not like I don't want to be with her. I do... I really do. She's the only woman in my life that's been...nice to me." Ian explained softy. I really wasn't paying attention to him at the moment i was trying to calm my nerves. "I mean I talked about it with her but she completely shut me off. She refuses to open up to me in the way she used to."

My mother turned around once again, "That's because when you guys were together the first time, she was a teenager." My mother whispered.

Ian glared at her, "Aniya." He growled.

"What? I'm whispering." My mother said.

"The first time!" I shouted a little too loud. Barry flinched in front of me while Christine turned around to glare at us.

"What are you guys yelling about?" She snapped.

My mother smiled, "Politics."

"Well, keep it quiet." She said before turning around.

Ian looked almost panicked when she turned and let out a breath of relief when she turned back around. "I don't want to make a big deal about this because this is between her and I. I understand why she's so closed off."

"But?" I asked.

"But...I don't know."

"You love her..."

Both Barry and my mother turned their attention to Ian. All he did was sigh. Ian isn't like a lot of guys I know. He's not ashamed of his emotions, and he's not afraid to express them. He's quick to tell people that he's in love. Shit, I'm surprised that he hasn't married anyone by now. But something felt different... Like he was fighting his emotions off. Maybe because he knew that Christine didn't feel the same.

My mother gasped, "Ian, you..." she stopped herself.

Barry shook his head, "Ian, you have to tell-"

Ian raised his hands, "We're not going there. Let's just stop talking about this and enjoy the eight hour flight."

"Six." Barry corrected.

Ian sighed, "I have a lot to think about." He grabbed my hand and smiled. "How was Raph?"

My mother groaned, "I'm sick of everyone talking about that thing like he's normal."

"Then don't talk about him." I grunted.

"Or how about you don't date him." My mother snapped back.

"Relax, Aniya... He's a good guy." Ian defended. "So, everything went fine?"

"Yeah, he cried."

Ian smiled, "I don't believe you. He has tear ducts? No..."

"Mmhm..." I sighed. "It was bittersweet is all I can say. I hope these three weeks go by fast."

Ian gave my hand a pat, and nodded. "It will, babe."