I may have pushed a little too hard.

The three unconscious bodies free fall to the ground. My eyes widen as I quickly grab onto the fire hose, wrapping it around my arm several times. Of course, I'm not strong enough and end up getting pulled to the banister. My arm gets yanked through the grate and my shoulder hits metal with a sickening crack, "Yow!"

"Lex!" Donnie yells.

"Lexi?" Leo adds not a full second later.

I take three deep breaths, feeling pain erupt through my arm and shoulder. Black spots clear from my vision and I grip the hose a little tighter. The ants crawling up my arm make it a little difficult, though. Mike asks very worriedly but in a soothing voice, "Lex, are you alright?" Something about it though. Like there's going to be a good hug waiting for me if I can just get through this and get home. Even if I'm completely fine.

I grimace in pain, "I'm good." I peek over the banister to see I'd stopped them a whole floor before smacking their heads on the concrete. I slowly turn over onto my knees, having been dragged until my whole arm was through the thin slats of metal, and release a little of the hose. I have to use my other hand to hold on cause my fingers on my injured arm don't really feel like they're working all that well.

With the building shaking and booming around me, I quickly but carefully lower them inch by inch until they look to be no more than two feet off the ground. My hands slip and I all out drop them. Grimacing once again, I hope upon hope I didn't hurt anyone. Quickly, I rush down the stairs, holding my aching arm to my chest.

I meet them at the bottom and pull them towards the front doors - just as I hear the fire trucks finally arrive. Took them long enough. I leave them as close to the door as possible, without them getting trampled and take off; a ninja isn't supposed to be seen. I sprint for the back door that I'd seen the Shredder go through and climb over the now singed, but no longer burning, banisters. I smash a window open, finding that the door was locked from the outside and climb though - probably scratching at least something. Once I'm out, I keep running until I'm back in the now empty alleyway. Pulling away from the familiar man hole cover, I climb down a few rungs, pulling the cover back over, and jump down the rest. My chest pumps hard, my heart races, my lungs cough up smoke, as I collapse next to the ladder. Just in time for big brother Raph to enter my peripherals. I grin as he stalks up to me, sneering. "Hey."

"Don't 'hey' me - you could have been killed, you know that?" he shouts.

I shrug, instantly regretting it. My voice comes out more pained than strong, "Didn't seem that bad to me."

He shakes his head and helps me to my feet. "What'd you hurt?"

"My shoulder, but I'm sure it's fine," I explain, knowing it'd be pointless to lie to Raph. He'd know in a moment. He takes the mic set from my head and puts it on his own.

Shoot, I forgot that was there, "You get that, Don?"

"Every word," Donnie answers and I grimace. Great, a sling and a cast - even if it's not broken - just because I did this on my own. How fun.