Revelations

The girl shuddered in Leo's arms, drew in a breath and groaned. But she was nowhere near consciousness. Don's mouth fell open, as Leo crouched quickly to lay her on the ground.

"Oh. My. God." Don said

"Literally" Mikey replied

They rushed to gather around the girl. Not just "the girl" any longer Don thought. Luna, daughter of a god. An ancient greek one, unless he missed his guess. And they'd just been made responsible for her safety.

Leo growled at them, low in his throat. He had a feral look in his eyes, that said he wasn't registering friend from foe right now. After the considerable shocks of the day, Don wasn't really surprised.

First the strange blue flame, then being forcibly joined emotionally with another, a psychic beating, an urgent quest, the trauma of finding her dead, and finally meeting a god who not only resurrects the dead girl, but then thrusts the responsibility of her continued safety on him.

Saner minds than Leo's would crack under such strain.

"Easy there bro," Raph spoke up raising his hand in a placating gesture. "Donnie boy just needs ta check her out and see what's still wrong."

"Don't worry Leo. Donnie can fix her now, right Don?" Mikey added.

The soothing voices of his family finally won out and Leo allowed himself to be moved a short distance away. He collapsed down on a bit of rubble, but his eyes never left the girl laid out in the dirt of the Fall floor.

Don moved in and set about assessing her as best he could in the semi-darkness. His movements were sure over her body, confident from many hours of patching up his family and friends. He frowned slightly as he categorized her numerous injuries.

True to his word, the god had healed her life threatening injuries. The broken ribs were mended, her lungs unpunctured. Her skull was intact, as well as her spine. There didn't seem to be any internal bleeding. But that was all he had done. She was still beaten, broken and bloody.

Her left cheek bone was fractured, and her left arm was useless. A large gash bled above her right eye.

She had two black eyes, and was covered in darkly swelling bruises. Various cuts, both deep and shallow still slowly oozed blood onto the ground, and both legs were broken.

Don gently ran his hands under her matted hair to check for hidden injuries, and flinched in sympathy, when his fingers found a large gash across the back of her scalp.

Finally he peeled back her eyelids and let out a shocked gasp. Her pupils were white, and the iris colorless against the pink of the broken blood vessels in the whites of her eyes.

The others contained and comforted Leo. Raph kept him in check with a firm hand, each time the girl moaned during Don's exam, and Mikey checked out Leo's own numerous injuries from the fiery whirlwind, but all eyes went to Don at his gasp.

A stunned Donatello met their gaze.

"Guys, I think she's blind."

Leonardo sat alone, slumped on a cushion next to the low shiki futon that Don had pulled into the infirmary for the girl. Don deemed her too bruised to leave on the tall stainless steel table where he usually treated injuries. Shortly thereafter came the cushion for Leo, since he refused to leave her side.

Don had dimmed the lights and left giving Leo a stern look and strict instructions for both of them to get some rest.

He really should rest, Leo thought, now that all the commotion had calmed. But he found himself unable to commit to the oblivion that sleep would provide. He greatly feared that her resurrection may not be real and he might wake to find her gone.

Gently he reached out and stroked a strand of her pale hair where it lay across her pillow. He wanted to do more, but feared touching her would cause her even more pain. She still moaned in her sleep, even though Donatello had given her a large dose of morphine.

Leo finally settled on holding her hand, lifting her least damaged right one from the bed and grasping it lightly in his own bandaged one. He tried to soothe her by rubbing his thumb gently across her palm.

"This will never happen again, dear one" he murmured softly. "I'll die first."

Comforted by his grip on her hand, his eyelids slid slowly closed and he sucummbed to sleep.

You're not the only one. Raphael thought as he watched Leo finally close his eyes from the edge of the infirmary door. He'd stationed himself there to keep an eye on them, just after Don had left the room. He heard Leo's quiet declaration and he sighed thinking back over the last few hours.

In a show of trust, Raph wasn't sure he deserved, Leo had allowed him to carry the girl back home. Most of Leo's body was covered in burns, and his great shout to the heavens had drained him of all surefit energy. He leaned heavily on Mikey the whole way back.

Upon returning, Don burst through the door and went straight to work preparing the infirmary. Raph was right behind him with the girl and Mikey brought up the rear with Leo. Don took charge and barked orders to his brothers like a general.

"Mikey, get Leo up on the table, I'll take a look at those burns. Once he's settled, call April and get her down here. I'm gonna need another pair of hands." Don snapped.

Don looked over to Raphael, who stood in the middle of the room, still holding the girl. His eyes softened.

"Raph, I need you to clean her up. I can't work on her until I can see all her injuries. Take her through the dojo and use the sluice shower to start, then put her in the tub." he said

"What?" Raph said, throwing Don a panicked look, which he quickly turned on Leo.

Raphael had absolutely no intention of being anywhere near the naked form of the daughter of a god. Especially one that Leo seemed so attached too. Don sighed.

"Leo trusted you to bring her home, It'll be ok." he said.

Raph looked again at Leo, completely zoned out in the infirmary, then turned his gaze on the quietly moaning form in his arms.

He shook his head and headed toward the dojo.