The quiet night was broken by a baby's wail. All four of the turtles groaned, before Mikey made a move to get up. Leo stopped him, sitting up himself.
"I'll go." Mikey smiled tiredly but stood up anyways.
"Thanks, but it's Nix." He yawned and with that he vanished to calm their youngest.
"Shell, how does he know? They all sound the same..." Raph rubbed his eyes.
"Maternal instinct." Donnie supplied, face buried partly in the pillow. He sighed in relief when Phoenix' crying died down, the other two fortunately staying fast asleep.
It was quiet for a while, until Mikey's footsteps came closer.
"Donnie?" All three turtles on the bed looked up to see Mikey in the doorway, Nix in his arms.
"What is it?"
"Nix... he's really warm..." Mikey bit his lip, bouncing the whimpering baby as he came over to the bed.
Raph made room for Mikey to sit. Donnie frowned and reached over to feel the baby's head. Phoenix whined, but continued to suck on his pacifier, green eyes wide and tear-filled.
"This isn't good..." Mikey gasped, hugging the infant closer to his chest.
Leo frowned, putting a hand on his baby brother's shoulder.
"What do you mean?"
Donnie sighed and rubbed his eyes to get rid of the remaining exhaustion.
"The turtles in this dimension are all cold-blooded, like Raph and I are. They don't get colds, or the flu, or other related sicknesses." At the blank stares of his mates he rolled his eyes.
"That means they never needed any medicine for it."
As if on cue Nix coughed, his pacifier falling out. He cried from the pain he was feeling, only calming down when Mikey rested him up against his plastron so he could hear the calming heartbeat of his mother.
"That means we can't help him?" Mikey asked, a tear sliding down his cheek. His poor baby was burning up and in pain, and he couldn't help him.
"It's okay sweetheart, at Telon's lab I have everything I need to make medicine." Donnie felt the infant's head again, the other hand on Mikey's cheek to compare the temperatures.
"It's not so high. Tomorrow morning I'll get to work. Maybe I can find a thermometer too."
Leo nodded and stood up. "I'm gonna check on Amy and Ky, just in case."
"They should be fine, I'm sure they're cold-blooded too." He trailed off when Leo was gone, rolling his eyes again. Worrywart.
Raph gently rubbed Nix' carapace when he coughed again.
"How did he get sick? They haven't been outside since we brought them home..."
"It happens to infants. Their immune systems are quite unstable the first few months. Usually it's nothing to worry about... I was pretty sure Nix was cold-blooded too. He's just a tiny bit warmer than we are." Donnie said to Raph, a thoughtful expression on his face.
"If the mutagen makes our cum mix together, who knows what his insides look like. Maybe he's warm-blooded, but has a lower core temperature." Don raised an eye-ridge at Raph, who blushed and shrugged. "Hey, sometimes I listen to your scientific mumbo-jumbo."
Leo entered the bedroom again, settling down behind Mikey and pressing a kiss to his sick son's forehead.
"The two sleep like rocks."
"Good..."
"Nix looks ready to go back to sleep again, too. Maybe he sleeps through the rest of the night." Leo suggested.
Mikey put Nix down to cradle him in both arms again, frowning when he put the pacifier in his mouth again.
"Honey, look, he's almost asleep. It's just a small fever." Raph coaxed when Mikey didn't move to get up.
"I don't wanna leave him alone..." The sea-green turtle admitted, watching his baby's eyes flutter close as he fell asleep in my mother's arms.
Raph sighed and got up to get the crib. He was just grateful that they had wheels for easy moving.
When he had it in the bedroom, Mikey reluctantly got up to place Nix in his bed.
However, as soon as his shell touched the bedding he started fussing and squirming again. Immediately Mikey scooped him up again, kissing his head and shushing him until he settled down again.
His brothers exchanged glances at the display.
"I'm going to sit with him in the living room for a while." Mikey announced without looking back and made his way out.
xxxxx
"I can't believe there isn't a single thermometer in this freaking city." Raph grumbled, holding Ky to make him burp as he paced behind Donnie and Mikey.
Leo was still feeding Amy, sitting in the rocking chair they had set up in the temporary nursery.
"At least he found one in his duffel." He said, eyes on the shells of his youngest mates.
Nix was whimpering on the changing table, his nose slightly stuffed. He was shifting around and kicking.
Donnie put some petroleum jelly on their old digital thermometer while Mikey tried to calm the fussing infant.
"I'd rather have a real baby thermometer, though." The genius mumbled, placing his hand on Nix' lower body to hold him still as he carefully inserted the device into the baby's entrance.
"Hold him still, Mikey, I don't want to hurt him."
Mikey nodded and leaned down to nuzzle Nix, whispering to him for comfort.
"I could modify this one, but that's gonna take a while."
"Do it, I don't think this is the last time he's sick..." Leo sighed and put Amy up to get her to burp too.
The thermometer beeped, and Don's shoulders slumped a little when he saw the readings.
"Oh good. It's pretty low. Even if his core temperature is lower than normal." Mikey also let out a sigh of relief before putting a fresh diaper on Nix and scooping him up again, after wrapping him in his blanket.
"What if it gets worse?"
"I'm already working on suppositories, I mixed the stuff I need, but it takes a while till they're done. For his throat I prepared some tea in the kitchen... these turtles don't know it has medical purposes in our world, but I'm glad they have it."
Nix coughed and started to cry a little more, snuggling close to Mikey for comfort.
"Okay, my little darling, let's get some tea into you..." Mikey cooed, carrying Nix out the room with a small sniff.
Donnie sighed and cleaned the tip of the thermometer before leaning against the changing table.
"I guess we can be grateful it's just one. It would be hell to have three sick babies without medicine."
"Give it one more day and Mikey's down for the count too. Ya heard his nose stuff up too, right?"
Donatello nodded, rubbing his forehead.
"His body is still recovering from the stress of giving birth, that's why I was so insistent that he takes it easy... Now with the lack of sleep since Nix got sick, and being exposed to the germs, I'm not surprised he's catching whatever he has. He's so very susceptible to begin with."
"I tried to get him to take a nap when Nix was finally asleep this morning, but he barely got an hour before Phoenix woke him up again..."
"No wonder. The little guy won't shut up until Mikey holds him. He won't get proper rest when he's constantly alert because of that."
"Nix is already recovering, way faster than it's normal... If he has Leo's strong immune system he could be back to full health by tomorrow night." Donnie shrugged.
"But if Mikey caught it he's gonna be sick for at least a week. And he still won't get proper rest because he's always alert because of Nix."
Leo took a deep breath, thoughtfully looking at the kicking baby in his arms.
"We have to think of something..."
xxxxx
"Did he finish the tea?" Donnie asked a few minutes later, sitting down next to Mikey on the couch.
Raph and Leo settled down next to them after putting Amy and Ky in the home-made crib in their living room.
Nix was fast asleep in his mother's arms.
Mikey yawned and nodded, sniffing a little when he rested his head on Donnie's shoulder. The olive arm came around his shoulder, pulling him a little closer. Mikey cleared his throat before speaking up.
"He fell asleep almost instantly."
"That's good. He needs a lot of rest..." Donnie said carefully, hand rubbing over the sea-green skin.
"Where's your sweater, Mikey?" Raph asked with a frown. The smaller turtle gave a sheepish shrug, pulling it out from under the blanket he was using.
"I was getting too warm with Nix so close." Raph ground his teeth with an unhappy expression, but Donnie spoke up before he could.
"The tea should help him sleep a few hours in a row. Why don't you take a nap too, hm?"
"But he needs me..." Mikey whined, voice cracking in the end.
"Honey, we are here too. We can handle him if he wakes up early..."
"You know how clingy he is... I... I don't want to let him down when he needs me. I don't want to screw this up." His already slightly glazed eyes were filling with tears. "I don't know if I can do this!"
In an instant his brothers were hugging him all around, careful of the baby in his arms.
Leo gently took Nix from him, turning away quickly to not fall victim to Mikey's puppy-dog eyes. He placed the infant to his sleeping siblings before joining his own brothers on the couch, back to the group hug.
"Mikey, you're not letting anyone down. You don't screw anything up." Raph said, wiping the tears with his thumb.
"You're a great parent, our babies love you."
"And most importantly, you're not alone in this."
Sobs wrecked Mikey's body, he tried to keep it down and only succeeded in letting out a cough.
Donnie closed his eyes and let out a breath when he gently patted his baby brother's shell. He had expected something like this, with the hormones still in overdrive. Telon had warned him of post-natal depressions. That didn't mean he was prepared for it.
But Mikey was already calming down again, taking deep breaths now.
"C'mere." Raph used the blanket covering Mikey's legs to wrap it loosely all around him with practiced ease. Then he easily lifted him up over to Leo, who placed him in his lap and wrapped his arms tight around him.
Mikey blinked tiredly, but didn't move from the comfortable spot. He relaxed in the warm embrace, using the edge of his blanket to wipe at his face.
"Now I feel like a baby." He chuckled, closing his eyes.
"How do you think did we know how to handle the three bundles of joy?" Raph grinned, relieved that the emotional outburst was over already.
Donnie smiled, patting the covered knee.
"Even though you're a mom now, you'll always be our baby." Mikey giggled, turning into a cough again. "I'm gonna get you a cup of that tea." Donnie announced, leaving for the kitchen.
Leo nuzzled Mikey's face with a smile, noting the slight difference in temperature, and pressed a kiss to the temple. Mikey let out a sigh, resting his head on Leo's shoulder with closed eyes.
"You're great parents too..." He mumbled, fighting to stay awake so he could drink that stupid tea. It's the least he could do after freaking out in front of them. "Love you."
"We love you too, baby..."
xxxxx
Mikey awoke two hours later to the sound of Nix' crying. He blinked a few times until his vision cleared on the television where a show was running on low volume. Raph was leaving the couch.
He felt really comfortable, wrapped like a burrito with his head resting on Leo's thigh. Clearing his throat, he pushed himself to a sitting position. At least he tried to. Leo's hand on his arm held him down.
"Ssh, it's okay." It took Mikey a few moments to realize the crying had stopped. Frowning, he shook off Leo's hand and sat up, twisting to look at their living-room-crib.
He mimicked Leo's smile as they both watched Raph and Donnie at the crib. Raph had Mikey's pullover over his shoulder, letting Nix snuggle into it while Donnie coaxed him into drinking more of the tea.
"Go back to sleep, baby." Leo whispered, running his hand over Mikey's head in a calming motion once he laid down again.
xxxxx
The lair was quiet, safe for the sounds coming from the TV. The turtles were watching a movie together.
Suddenly the alarms shrieked, seconds before there were hard thumping sounds and shouts from just outside the lair. The hidden entrance burst open with an explosion, and people from the government were storming their home.
They tried to explain, that they meant no harm, but it didn't do anything. One of them tried to grab Splinter, who evaded the touch neatly and flicked his tail, the movement enough to set off the soldiers. They just shot Splinter, three times as if one time wasn't enough.
Raph was taken out by an electric shock, just as Leo noticed April by the entrance. Tears were on her face as she mouthed a soundless "Sorry."
Don helped him carry Raph, and muttered something in japanese. The lab, I know a way out.
"Look," Leo choked trying to speak after the shock of his father's death and April's betrayal. "We come with you willingly." He said, desperate to save his brothers and mates.
As soon as the passed the lab they moved with the swiftness they've been practicing for years and locked themselves in the lab without being hit by the bullets.
Donnie placed a circular metal thing on the ground and stood on it, motioning for his mates to join him. And so their journey across the dimensions began. They've been forced to leave, not able to bring anything but Don's duffel.
Leo's eyes shot open, tears running down his temples and soaking the pillow. He took deep breaths as he took in the familiar surroundings of their bedroom. Nightmares were bad enough, he could really do without those flashbacks.
He wiped at his face, turning to curl up to his mates. He jumped a little at meeting Mike's open eyes.
"Everything okay?" The youngest's voice was hoarse from the cold he was still fighting. Nix, as Donnie had predicted, had recovered very quickly, fortunately having inherited Leo's strong immune system. Mikey however, was a wreck.
Leo sighed and rested his hand on Mikey's cheek, thumb stroking the flushed skin gently.
"You should be sleeping." He gently scolded, keeping his voice down so he wouldn't wake their mates.
"You too." Mikey turned his face into the pillow to stifle a cough. Leo chuckled, nuzzling Mike's forehead, frowning at the heat.
"Fair enough. How about you tell me what woke you up, and I'm gonna tell you what woke me up?"
"Headache." Mikey started, sniffing and rubbing his eyes. "And I'm hot. I was about to get up to get something to drink when you woke up."
He looked expectantly at Leo in the dim moonlight.
"I... I dreamed about April. And Splinter. Back when... you know." He trailed off, averting his gaze when his eyes filled with tears again.
Mikey wrapped his arms around his big brother, soothingly rubbing his plastron. Yes, that event had hit them all hard. They had to decide so quick, their whole life was gone in the matter of minutes. And to find a dimension worth staying had been hard enough.
Leo clung to him, taking deep breaths to calm himself. It was ridiculous. That was almost two years ago, he should finally be over it. He and his mates were happy in this dimension, they fit in perfectly, and they even had their own children. Things were going good.
After a few minutes Leo pulled back, smiling when Mikey wiped his cheeks dry and kissed his forehead.
"You're really good at being a mommy." Leo said, muffling a laugh when Mikey playfully hit his arm, before he had to cough again. Leo stood up. "I'm gonna get you some water."
"No wait." Mikey scooted to the edge of the bed, holding on Leo's hands to steady himself to stand. "I wanna check on the babies."
Leonardo didn't think it was a good idea to let Mikey run around, but there was no way he would listen. So the he helped his younger brother when he swayed, and they checked on their infants. They were sleeping two hours now, one more hour before they would want to be fed or changed again.
"Let's cuddle on the couch until they wake up..." Mikey suggested, prepared to pout when Leo frowned.
"You heard Donnie, you have to sleep this off."
"I can't fall asleep anyways with how much my head is hurting." The dreaded puppy-dog look got Leo to break sooner than he could be proud of. He really needed to find a solution for that.
"Fine, but you're gonna drink some of that tea." It was really stupid that this was their only kind of medicine. They've been at the pharmacy, and there were pills for headaches, but they didn't work on either Mikey or Leo. Donnie thought it had to do with them being warm-blooded.
About twenty minutes later Mikey had his head on Leo's thighs again, the latter gently massaging Mike's head to soothe the headache.
"This feels good..." The freckled turtle mumbled with closed eyes, sniffing.
"Mhm..." Leo's frown was ever present, and he eventually just rested his hands on Mikey's forehead and cheeks. "You feel really hot, baby..."
Mikey sighed and forced his eyes open to look at Leo.
"I just drank the tea and I'm wrapped in a woolen pullover and a blanket. Of course I'm hot."
"When Donnie notices he's going to want to take your temperature."
"Oh shell no, he won't. We only have that one thermometer and I'm not going to put that in my mouth anymore."
At the sideways smirk Leo sent him Mikey's eyes narrowed. "He's not gonna put it there either. And you will shut up, or the next time you're sick I'm gonna make sure it's you enduring that."
Leo cleared his throat and resumed his massage. He had no doubt Mikey would pull through with his threat. And back then he hadn't ratted him out either. They had to stick together, after all.
"Fine. Good luck hiding it from him, though. You know how he gets when we try that." Mikey sighed again at the soothing touch, sounding pretty exhausted.
"I'll cross that bridge when I come to it." He mumbled, on the verge of falling asleep.
Carefully Leo lifted his head to slip out from under him, putting a soft pillow in his place.
In the kitchen he prepared the bottles for their babies. At night somehow none of them liked their food too warm, so he could let them cool until they were needed.
As soon as the first wail reached his ears he hurried to get upstairs so Mikey wouldn't wake up from his much needed sleep.
When he entered the nursery, Raph was already there, bouncing Amy in his arms.
Leo handed him one of the bottles with a smile at his tired sibling, nuzzling the side of his face as soon as Amy was eating.
"Everything okay?" Raph asked in a sleepy voice, returning the nuzzle. Leo only got all cuddly with him when he was sad.
"Yeah... just a bad dream. More like a flashback." He locked eyes with Raph, and didn't have to say more. While Donnie and Mikey kept avoiding the topic, Raph and Leo often talked about it as a therapy.
Raphael sighed and pressed a kiss to Leo's temple.
"We didn't even get to give him a proper funeral." The blue-banded turtle said, watching Amy fall asleep when the bottle was almost empty. Raph nodded, face thoughtful.
"You know, it's not the same, but in that park on the other side of the city... There are those boulders and cherry trees. They would be in flower next month... We could improvise, carve his name in one of the boulders or something."
Leo looked up at Raph and smiled softly. "That's a great idea..."
Raph yawned and grinned lazily. "Yeah, apparently I'm a genius when woken up late at night." Leo chuckled at that.
Nix started whining. Leo grabbed Mikey's jacket from their swinging chair and threw it over his shoulder before taking him. The infant fussed a little before snuggling into the jacket and accepting the bottle. They wouldn't be able to fool Nix forever with this method, but they hoped he wouldn't mind anymore when he got used to them.
Ky was awake too, but not crying. He was grinning when he saw Leo look inside his crib and kicked his legs with a happy squeal.
"Did you see Mikey, by the way? He wasn't in bed..." Raph asked with another yawn as he put sleeping Amy back in her crib to scoop Ky up and feed him, though he made quite a fuss. "Kyanite, eat. Now." Ky frowned at his daddy, but opened his mouth at the insisting pushes to his lips.
"Yeah. His cold, or whatever it is, is bothering him. I gave him some of that tea, he's sleeping on the couch." Raph frowned, heaving a sigh.
"So he's not getting better?" Leo shrugged, coaxing a burp from Nix before he fell asleep.
"I got the impression he's getting worse. He couldn't sleep because of the headache bothering him. He was way warmer too."
"Almost two years without a single cold and now this happens..."
"Well, the other dimensions were rather warm, the atmospheres really comfortable. He would've been fine here too if it wasn't for Nix giving it to him."
"If he's gonna catch everything Nix does at some point we have something to look forward to." Raph said dryly, sighing when he noticed Ky had fallen asleep again, only half of his bottle empty. He put him in his crib again when Leo did the same to Nix.
"You can go back to bed, it's late enough for me to stay awake anyways."
Raph eyed the rising sun from the window and stretched.
"Nah, Donnie's gonna get up soon anyways. Wanna take a shower with me? And then we can have a big breakfast together."
Leo grinned and nodded, pulling Raph with him towards the bathroom.
xxxxx
"Sweetheart?" Donnie gently shook Mikey's shoulder about an hour later.
The sick turtle coughed as he woke up, hiding his flushed face in his blanket. "Ugh. Morning Donnie." He said finally, sitting up.
"Do you feel up to eating something? Raph and Leo made breakfast." He paused, reconsidering. "Raph made breakfast. Leo made tea." Donnie smiled at his little brother tilting the freckled face with a hand on his chin.
Mikey knew he had about three seconds until Donnie noticed he was way warmer than the days before. So he nodded enthusiastically and hurried to stand up.
Donnie steadied him when he swayed, helping him to the dining table.
"What were you doing on the couch, anyways?"
Mikey blinked. This was a trap. It had to be a trap. Leo avoided his gaze to duck under Don's guilt radar.
"I woke up a few hours earlier cause I couldn't sleep anymore." He went with the truth for the beginning.
"Are you feeling worse?" Donnie asked with concern in his voice, already leaning over to feel his forehead.
Mikey leaned away irritably, realizing his mistake a second too late.
Don's eyes narrowed as he got up, ignoring the whine and pressing his hand to Mikey's forehead, the other slapped on Leo's cheek for comparison.
"It's not so bad, Donnie..." Mikey tried to shake off the hand but Donatello wouldn't budge.
"I think you're warmer than yesterday..." Donnie hated that he couldn't judge the temperatures with his cold-blooded nature. It made things so much harder, especially when his eldest and youngest brothers were being difficult. "Leo, is he warmer than yesterday?"
Leo's eyes were wide as he looked between Don's stern gaze and Mikey's threatening one. Raph laughed at the display, muffling it by stuffing his face with food. He had no idea what Leo's gotten himself into, but it was fun to watch the mighty leader squirm under their younger brothers' stares.
The blue-banded turtle was torn as he reached over to feel Mikey's forehead. Of course it was warmer, he had worried about that just a couple hours ago. It would be logical to just say that, it would get Don off his case and Mikey could be properly taken care of. On the other hand, there was a good chance he'd catch something himself. And if he was unlucky enough Don would go crazy on him too. He'd really need Mikey's support then.
"Well?"
What was he thinking? The health of his baby brother was more important. And Donnie at the moment was a way bigger threat. He shot Mikey an apologizing look.
"Yeah, his fever is higher."
Mikey pouted at him, while Donnie sighed and turned the chair he was sitting on to examine his eyes and throat better.
"Mikey, you have to tell us if you feel worse. A fever is nothing to take lightly."
"But Donnie, there's nothing you can do anyways. You said there is no medicine. And I've been drinking that tea all the time."
"I finished making the suppositories last night, if I double the dose for you I can-"
"Oh shell no you won't!" Mikey stood up, glaring at Don. "You won't shove anything up my ass!" He yelled and coughed deeply, feeling very light-headed afterwards.
"Calm down..." Donnie soothed, guiding Mikey to the couch to make him lay down on it. He was quite surprised by that outburst, if he was honest. Sure, he expected Mikey to not be delighted by the idea, but this reaction...
Mikey panted after another coughing fit, his cheeks and forehead redder than before. He pulled at his woolen sweater, wanting it off.
"No baby, keep it on." Raph told him, soothingly rubbing Mike's head while Leo massaged his legs.
"I feel so hot." He whined, a few tears actually dripping from the corners of his eyes.
"I know sweetheart, but keep it on, okay?" Donnie soothed, worried at how high the fever seemed to have jumped in such a short time. He cursed when all three of their babies started wailing through the baby monitor.
"Nonono, lay still." Leo pushed Mikey down when he tried to get up.
"My babies..." he sobbed through his stuffed nose.
Raph and Leo hurried to get their babies, leaving Donnie to look out for their brother. Leo positioned Nix and Amy in Raph's arms before scooping up Ky, using his other hand to grab the petroleum jelly and the thermometer from the changing table.
Donnie gratefully took the stuff from Leo, opening the jelly and prying Mikey's overheated legs apart. The youngest, however, struggled weakly.
"Sweetheart, you have to hold still and let me take your temperature."
While Amy and Ky were content to be changed by Raph and quieted down, Nix was still crying. Leo tried bouncing him, but of course he didn't calm down.
"Nix can't catch this from Mikey again, right?" He asked, walking over to the couch.
"No. Why?" Donnie looked up when Leo placed the crying baby down so he was plastron to plastron with Mikey. Automatically the arms came up to hold him steady, and Nix calmed down when he heard his mother's heartbeat.
"Careful baby, Nix is laying on you. You have to hold still so he doesn't fall, okay?"
Donnie blinked at the great idea and hurried to scoop some of the jelly on the tip of the thermometer. Mikey only flinched a little when it slid into him. Raph came over after throwing away the used diapers and leaned against the back of the couch.
"Don't... I... I'm still sore..." Mikey cried silently, his voice so hoarse they barely understood him. Leo stroked the tears from his face and nuzzled him.
"It's alright, baby, we're not doing anything. Just keep holding onto Nix."
Donnie hissed at the numbers on the thermometer.
"Raph, can you get me the paper bag from the kitchen?" While Raph hurried to comply, Donnie put some of the petroleum jelly on his finger and gently circled Mikey's entrance to spread it around.
"It's gonna hurt..." Mikey whimpered, his hands rubbing Nix' carapace.
"I'm really careful, sweetheart, it's gonna over in a few seconds and then you'll feel better." Donnie explained, dipping the tip of his finger inside Mikey to spread the jelly and test the waters.
He grabbed the bag from Raph and pulled out a smaller plastic bag with a few suppositories.
"Hey Raph, Leo, why don't you tell Mikey about the pee accident you had with Ky yesterday?" Donnie gave a pointed look, and the two older turtles immediately started babbling about said incident, talking slowly to distract Mikey as the genius pressed one of the suppositories inside, a second close behind. He pushed them as far as he could without causing Mikey too much discomfort.
He used the momentary calm to go wash his hands and brought a wet rag back with him.
Leo draped it over their baby brother's forehead, also covering his eyes. Donnie stroked the flushed cheek with a small smile.
It didn't take long for him to fall asleep, calmed by the presence of his family.
Nix was perfectly content lying on his mother's plastron, the soft fabric of the sweater was very comfy. He cooed, placing his fist to his mouth. Donnie sighed and lovingly stroked his carapace.
"What was that, Donnie?" Raph asked quietly, face in a worried frown. The olive turtle shrugged.
"I'd say his body finally had enough. It's forcing him to rest." Donatello tried to explain. "Though the sweating is a good sign. The fever should break in the next few hours."
"I swear, the next time he gets sick I'm just gonna knock him out."
"I just don't get how Nix got sick in first place. There's no one he could've caught it from." Leo asked, stroking his son's head.
"I bet here are the same germs that are on earth. There's just no one getting sick because they're all cold-blooded. Mikey had a runny nose after we decided to stay here. And I'm beginning to think, he didn't get sick during pregnancy because his body accommodated to two of his babies being cold-blooded."
"That's not really making me feel better." Raph sighed. "Can you make more medicine?"
"And some of the normal kind?" Leo added. "You know, pills or syrup."
Donnie laughed. "What, scared of a tiny little bullet in your ass?" Leo blushed, and that made Raph grin in amusement.
"I vote we keep it at suppositories. I even volunteer to medicate Leo if needed."
"Shut up, Raph."