A/n: While reading and editing I realized a humongous flaw that went over my head six years ago. The power in the city was out, Haley turned off the backup generators in Shredder's Tower, and Liza took the elevator.

It's safe to say I had to rewrite a bit of this chapter. I managed to make the idea work so it's not completely rewritten, thank the stars, but it's been changed.

April 19, 2008

I woke up sore the following morning. I woke up in a plethora of emotions. Pleased, tired, happy, worried, warm, loved and loving, and tensed. I woke on my stomach, arms crossed under the pillow. Raph had an arm thrown over me, bicep across my back and forearm parallel to my side. His head was on my shoulder, halfway on me and halfway off. My head was facing the rest of the room, and my eyes were caught on a shiny, silver material. The clothes that are the bane of my existence were thrown over a chair, and my sword was leaning on it. I think I might keep the sword, it was a good weapon. And today, it had many things to do.

I looked away from today's plan, and at the green arm next to me. I smiled at it, wondering just how my life had changed so drastically. I always thought it would be a bachelorette life for me. Even long before moving across America, and before getting in a train crash and losing my family. I never liked the idea of living a normal life with a spouse by my side. I thought it was petty to want someone to share your secrets with, because they could always turn on you. I said that to a teacher of mine once. I didn't remember her name or what she looked like or what grade I even met her in, but I remembered what she said.

"You just wait. You'll find that one person who makes your heart soar." I thought she was off her rockets, because how could someone make your heart soar? Now I knew she meant figuratively, but I thought she was a murderer for some time. She was right though, I did meet someone who made my heart soar. I don't think she expected me to get into a homicidal train crash, walk across America, and become BMT to meet that man, or that it would be someone who was half turtle and clocked in at a mass of 6'2" and weighed nearly 230 pounds, but she was right. If she could see me now.

"Ya think ta much," Raph grumbled into my shoulder. I jumped, not expecting him to be awake. Raph's hand trails along my side and up my arm, curving along the elbow to my hand. He laced his fingers with mine under the pillow, bringing our hands out from under the comfy confinements. He propped himself up, leaving the spot he was laying on cold to the air. He ducked his head down again though, trailing his lips along my spine. No, he trailed his lips along my gruesome and still sore scar. His cool lips still felt nice though, and I didn't want to move.

"I didn't know you were awake," I murmured, curling my fingers more securely around Raph's. I stretched my lower back just as Raph reached my shoulder. His chest vibrated against my side, a deep humming sound that emitted from his gut.

"My ear was against yer shoulder. I heard yer heart speed up." He responded. Well, I couldn't disagree with that. I'd probably wake up too.

I turned around under his arm, and Raph let go of my hand so I could lay on my back. His arm crossed over my torso as soon as I was done, bare arm against my bare stomach. My saving grace was a blanket up to my armpits. Raph placed his head back on my shoulder, looking up at me with his honey colored eyes. He conveyed his words through them, and I was still good at reading what he told me silently.

"Hello," I whispered. Raph tightened his arm around me, responding with a tired and chest vibrating,

"Hello."

"Sleep well?" I asked. Raph's eyes fluttered and he sighed deeply through his nose.

"Very much so." He drawled, sending a shiver down my spine. He smiled, knowing exactly what he did just now, and perched on his elbow. He leaned over me, brushing his fingers through my hair and over my ear.

I'd thrown his mask off last night, leaving his face open to my scrutiny. I wasn't able to do it long because he leaned in, softly pressing his mouth to mine.

"Can there be a reenactment of las' night?" Raph asked, his glee almost hidden. Oh, that was a good idea, and I really wanted to stay in bed for days. I wanted to continue our sexcapade of last night for as long as possible, because who knew how long it would be before we could do it again. Maybe. Raph caught on to where my train of thought was going, and deepened the kiss for a moment to get me back on track. "Don' think yet."

"I want to do a reenactment." I murmured, still thinking about all the things I have to do today. Raph stopped my thoughts again, kissing along my jaw. I tipped my head sideways, letting him get better access. Raph didn't want that though, he pushed my face back towards him and kissed my lips again. Raph took an initiative I usually did, and deepened the kiss. It stopped me from being able to continue my train of thought and talk.

Raph dropped his hand to my waist, holding me in place as he rolled. He used one of his knees to part my legs, sliding along one of my bare thighs, and I remembered my state of undress. The color red worthy of a lobster crawled up my neck. Raph slid my legs over his, so I was straddling him despite being on the bottom. I pulled him towards me, crushing his chest to mine. Raph lifted me off the bed, settling me in his lap. The covers pulled, and my torso was bare.

"Raph." I got out, but that was it. I could feel him coming out to play, already ready for anything. "Raph."

He lifted me higher than him, which broke the kiss. I stood on my knees, staring down at him. He looked up at me quizzically and asked, "Wha'?"

I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. "We shouldn't."

Raph's face dropped to disappointment, and then his eye ridges shot up in incredulity.

"Ya waited till now," He motions below us, "Ta say that?"

My cheeks turned pink, and I steadied myself by placing my hands on his shoulders.

"You wouldn't let me talk." I responded hotly. "We have to get ready for the plan. I don't know what we're doing, or when it's going to happen, or-"

"You need ta relax for another hour," Raph said, cutting me off. His hands grabbed my hips tighter, and he tugged me downwards. I gasped at the sudden intrusion, not expecting just how sore I was. I closed my eyes, because that soreness didn't last long.

"Raphael," I admonished. Raph pressed his forehead against my collarbone, lowering me slowly. Zaps of electricity shot through my insides, and I dug my nails into Raph's shoulders to find some control.

"Elizabeth." He said right back. I opened my eyes and stared at Raph. His pupils were huge, and his lips were parted to take deep breaths. I wondered for a moment if he was trying to control himself like last night. There wasn't much stopping him now, and we knew we could have sex without it hurting either of us because of size or shape difference.

"You," He began, and he lifted me up. I could feel the dragging motion it caused, slowly leaving me empty.

"Need," He let go, and my weight dropped me. His eyes fluttered for a second, but he continued.

"To," This time I helped him, biting my lip at the feeling. It wasn't like I needed to help him, but it worked better. Raph pulled my head forwards, brushing his lips along the side of my face. I burrowed my nose into the crook of his shoulder, wrapping my arms loosely around his neck.

"Relax," He whispered into my ear. He pulled me down with twice as much force as necessary, but that made it better. I pressed my lips into his shoulder, stifling my breathy moan. I opened my mouth against the skin, pressing my teeth in slightly. There was already a mark there from last night, all I had to do was retrace the bite. From what I had gathered, Raph didn't mind something like a bite. In fact, I distinctly remember he released a happy sound when I bit down, and the harder I bit, the more noises he'd made.

I squeezed my eyes closed, wrapping my arms tighter around Raph's neck. Raph tugged me back so he could press his forehead to mine. I opened my eyes to stare into his hazel ones, and I conceded to what he wanted.

"I'm going to need Advil after this," I mutter, giving into him. I shifted my hips, and Raph groaned at my sudden movement. He attached his lips to mine, leaning forwards to lay me down into the bed again. We started the still new dance, one that left Raph with a bitemark-like hickey, and me with a couple scratches on my thighs. But a whole lot of satisfaction for the both of us.

The plan was very loose and up in the air, and I didn't feel at my best when I realized the safety of the turtles relied on Haley. I felt better about her now then when she first started conversing with the turtles, and I knew she wanted Shredder gone, but there were different ways to kill a man. Plus, there was no reason she didn't make a bargain to trade her family for the turtles.

One could understand where I was coming from, and from the moment Don pulled the switch and caused a blackout, I was hoping we had correct faith. We walked through the sewers quickly, not wasting ourselves on something simple like the spies that wandered the systems. I kept a leading role in the group, because I was the one who minded the east about murdering a few people. The four brothers kept a distance from me while I wielded my twin katanas, not wanting anything to do with me as I spun in circles.

As soon as we were at the nearest manhole to Shredder's Lair, I tucked in my weapons, and let Don get ahead of me. He avoided my gaze, and I felt the urge to rub my face for blood. Had I been wearing my Mask I would have been fine, but no, I had to wear the Silver Foot. Godforsaken item, I couldn't wait to burn it. I tried to keep from spraying because, on silver, red wasn't the best color, but when the adrenaline pumped it was hard to stop such a thing.

"Did you have fun?" Leo asked, something bordering amusement and disgust in his tone. I took a deep breath, looking over at the only turtle older than me. I shrugged as a response, waving my arm signal a 'you first'.

I took up the rear now that we were out, keeping a look out in the back while Don took control in the front. There wasn't exactly a lot for me to do, but ambushes were something I could stop easily while the brothers found the quickest way up. After they found a way, I was supposed to break off from them and sneak through the lair without being seen, and thank god the Shredder's place was always well-lit, or my silver suit would be a sore thumb.

"Liza." Don snapped at me, and I spun on my heel to face the much taller terrapin. He looked down at me, his brown eyes void of emotion. He stood tall for a couple of seconds, and then deflated. "We have a way up, I can see the cameras are off."

I looked over his shoulder at the Shredder's Lair, squinting to see what cameras he could possibly see. Were their visions so good that they could see across the street and up god knows how many floors to see a tiny red dot on a tiny camera? Don sighed, pointing my chin up. Oh, that made more sense. There was a camera above us.

"We'll see you on the eighty-fifth floor." Don murmured, releasing my chin quickly. I looked back down at him, not at all affected that he didn't want to touch me. I was used to it. I very quickly realized he probably did it because Raph was glaring at him over his shoulder, and Don could probably feel the lasers Raph was giving off. "And uh, if it isn't too late, sorry for snapping at you."

I focused on Don fully then, tilting my head to let him know I was confused.

"I called you out on not being truthful to us, and that was wrong of me." He explained. I snorted and shook my head.

"You turtles have your heads so straight in the game you think you're crooked," I muttered, stepping away from them and into the shadows. Don looked perplexed by my statement, which was backed by his brothers. "Of course you're not going to trust me, I nearly killed you and I kept screwing up protecting you. It takes a long time to rebuild trust, and I didn't make it easy. You're fine Don, I'm still alive, aren't I?"

Don frowned at me like he didn't agree with me, but he didn't say anything else. I sighed, standing straighter even though I tried to work with what light was in the area. As soon as they turned around I had to move and find a way through the building without being seen. It would need all my training over the last several months, because I was trying to evade the sight of someone who taught me how to evade.

"Look, if you feel that beat up about it, just remember you have a lifetime to make up for it after this." I soothed. Don's mouth quirked up a little, and he took several steps back. There was nothing said about my comment, and as soon as the turtles made their way up the wall next to us to jump to the tower and scale it, I made my way across the street to find a way through. I circled the building once, because I knew what I was looking at, but I wanted to get up there a little later than the turtles. Take out any enemies who were coming up to help Shredder and all.

Of course, what better way to do that than to enter the front door? Well, there were many ways I could have done it, but I really wanted to hurt something.

When the turtles found Shredder, he would call for backup. His floor only had so many Foot Soldiers because he had his soldiers distributed throughout eighty-eight floors. After word got around in the criminal network that Night Terror worked for Shredder, job applications dropped tremendously. Shredder had a limited number of people to lose, maybe something close to a thousand. And as soon as word got out that Master needed help, all several hundred of them would swarm to help him. One of the quickest ways to get up was the elevator, which was down only temporarily. I was going to stop any chance of them working again though.

I jogged my way up the stairs at an even pace, careful not to alert the others in the stairwell to the plan before it could happen. I took it to mean good things that no one attacked me on sight, and I successfully made it up fifty stories with no problems. Getting past the elevator doors turned out to be a bit of a challenge, but I was determined to cause this crux in Shredder's backup.

There were two elevators in this place, but they were designed so only one went up and only one went down at the same time. As soon as this one broke the other one wouldn't move, and if they were connected to the same wire the other one would fall as well. Any Foot Soldiers who tried to use the elevators would have to climb to the top, which would be exhausting for even the most fit.

The one I picked was the one that was going up previously. It was only two stories below me when I opened the doors finally, and I swung my body around until I was inside the shaft. I scooted the elevator doors closed to cover my tracks, and then I dropped the (less than) twenty feet to the hood of the elevator box. Upon landing I waited for the sound of anyone in the elevator car below me, and a breath of relief escaped me when I didn't. I stood up and looked around, searching for something that could stop the motor car from going any further. A clamp for emergency stops perhaps, some button I could press. It was dark though, and it took me a few seconds too long for me to finally see the steel cable that held the elevator up.

Could I cut it? It didn't hurt to try.

I bunched my body to jump should the cut actually work. I aimed at the rubber, took a deep breath to steel my nerves, and swung. My katana sliced the rubber easily, but as soon as it hit metal, my sword stopped. I yanked the weapon out of the casing, and tried again. I couldn't tell if I got any deeper, but the elevator shuddered under my sword. I did it again, and again. The elevator shifted, like it was trying to swing in this enclosed space. On my fifth swing, the lights turned on, bathing the entire elevator shaft red. Oh, this was a color I knew well.

Oh, that meant the elevators were working.

I heard the doors under me open, giving me a few split seconds to react before the spot I was cutting would be gone. I returned to the cut I created, not wasting the moment I had, and swung once again. I heard a loud groaning, and I felt panic seep in. The sword must have cut more than halfway. I almost stopped completely, but an image of the turtles flashed through my head, and I steeled my nerves.

I took another swing, just as the elevator started back up. There was a loud grinding sound, and someone under me screamed. I jumped up, grabbing what was left of the cord. The weight of the elevator and everyone in it was too much, and the elevator broke. The cord I grabbed coiled, and it dragged me several stories up. I hung on for dear life, listening to the screaming of the soldiers under me. Some of the wires in the cord lashed out, and there were stings of pain in my side and wrist.

I bite my lip, waiting until I stopped moving up or down to open my eyes. I looked across from me, staring at the nearest elevator door for it to tell me where I was. Neon red lights showed Seventy-Eight. I was closer now than I was before. My euphoria ended when I heard the crash of the elevator under me, and I had to think about how much damage that just caused.

I took a deep breath and looked up. I counted the lights and sighed heavily, reaching behind me to put the katana back into its sheath. I began to pull myself up, gripping harder at the rubber because my suit was slick. On floor eighty-one, my hands were getting tired, on floor eighty-three I had to remove my mask to breathe, and on floor eighty-five, my arms were shaking. I took a deep breath, looking over at the red light. There was the sound of fighting outside this door, and I was a bit glad about that. I could sneak in easier. I jumped to the wall and grappled the pipes around the neon emergency button to open the doors for idiots like me. I waited for the perfect moment, when it sounded like there was a large crash far away from the door, to push the button.

I jumped through the doors before they completely opened, slamming my back into the wall beside me. Two Foot Soldiers were instantly on me, not seeing a friend from foe in their haste to help. I ducked low, kicking the legs out from one of them and shoving the other into the empty elevator shaft. Her screams echoed up and into the room as she fell 850 feet to her death. The doors closed soon after her fall, dampening her soul-scarring scream.

As soon as danger was no longer my issue, I jumped up into the rafters. I swung around carefully, using the light as my camouflage. I got spot in the corner of the room, and looked out on to the fight to see what we were dealing with. The four brothers were spread out, deadly looking and not even close to worn out. Don looked around for leverage while Mikey and Raph were back to back from being surrounded by Foot Soldiers.

I got the tail end of a fight between Leo and Shredder, just as Leo's sword flew from his hand as Shredder kicked him. I was helpless to stop him from hitting the wall and losing his other katana, but he wasn't winded by it. Though I was fairly well hidden, Leo still managed to catch my eyes instantly. He smiled at me reflexively, and nodded his head to the weapons on my back as he stood up. His brothers paused on their run to him, watching him stand without much of a scratch. He turns to Shredder, a new, cocky air to him that Shredder instantly saw. He paused, looking for whatever made Leo so cocky, and I could see a little blood in his arm from where Leo actually managed to hit him. That was a feat no matter who fought Shredder.

"You know Oroku, we have more allies than you believe," Leo said, completely unphased that he had no weapons. Shredder laughed, abrupt and loud, and people stopped. He twirled his sword around menacingly as he walked in an arc around Leo, and I slowly pulled mine out, splitting it in half as quietly as I possibly could. I aimed one of them, ready to throw where it was needed when I needed too.

"That means nothing to me, they can't save you," Shredder replied. He grabbed his sword more firmly, and I realized he intended to throw it at Leo a split second before he did. I threw my sword the same time Shredder threw his, and waited anxiously to see if it would work. I felt like jumping for joy when the tip of my sword nudged Shredder's, turning his a complete 180. Leo caught both swords, keeping with their momentum and spinning around as I dropped to the ground near him. I bent my legs, releasing the force of the hit throughout my legs.

"Good afternoon, Master," I murmured, bowing low to Shredder. He looked momentarily baffled by my appearance, but Oroku Saki was always clever. He got it quicker than I could stand back up.

"You!" He bellowed, pointing a sharp finger at me. For the first time ever I smiled cheekily at him, and it was a good feeling.

"Me," I agreed, making Mikey snort and Donnie chuckle.

"You... betrayed me." He said, this time in disbelief. I tilted my head back and forth in contemplation, humming as I thought about it.

"Was I ever really with you?" I asked. His disbelief flashed to betrayal, and then it was gone.

"You swore!" He shouted, now angry. I stared at him, my smile gone. I felt a little cold for a moment as I remembered what he meant, but I didn't even need to glance to remember why I broke my swear.

"I lied." I murmured quietly.