An hour after accident-
Don pulled the fresh sheets of the cot in his lab, up over Kira's prone figure and looked up away from her eerily still figure and the home made oxygen machine that was breathing for her at the moment and found his brothers and worried looking sensei standing just a few feet behind him.
"Donatello... Is Kira's neck broken?" Splinter asked tentatively after what felt like forever.
Donatello considered his father and brothers before replying in a professional tone. "No, she lucked out there," Don said seriously before continuing, "But the way she landed must have caused her throat to swell closed. She'll need the neck brace for a while. Maybe a few weeks- and the oxygen machine too- at least until the swelling goes down. Until then, she'll rest here where I can observe her condition."
"B-But she will be okay? Right?" Raph asked as he looked back and forth from Don to Kira's prone figure, his expression somewhat panicked.
In the short time that Kira had been with them, the red banded turtle had taken to the girl like a fish took to water. They were never far apart from each other. So natrually seeing Kira hurt and laying unconscious and hooked up to machines would freak him out.
But then Raph wasn't the only one freaking out. They all were.
Splinter's stress levels, as their father- was currently through the roof because Kira had almost come within a hairsbreath of dying on them. This was understandable to Don since the elderly rat was as responsible for Kira's life as they were.
Leo was upset; though like Don he managed to hide it well behind a veil of professionalism that made it look, for all appearances, like he had ice in his veins. After all, as ninja they dealt with serious injuries and sometimes even death. Often times more than any of them cared to admit.
Mikey- as the baby of the family who had always wanted a younger sibling- was thinking about what he could do to help when Splinter put a paw on one of his shoulders and drew his eyes from Kira and said, "I will take first watch. Leonardo I want you to take Raphael and run a special errand for me. Michelagilo, I need you to do two things- 1) Pull out your art set and make a get well card that your brothers and I can sign. And I'll clue you into what number two is once Leonardo and Raphael have the specifics of their errand. In the mean time, Donatello, you shall rest for the upcoming night. It will doubtless be very tiring for you."
Don shrugged his shoulders and smiled a little. "I'm used to it."
"Yes," Splinter said before pointing out. "You have grown used to seeing your brothers in Kira's place. But having a younger sister, one that cannot defend herself, become injured- is considerably different." Don stared at his sensei for a moment and sighed as his shoulders dropped a bit.
Damn, sensei was right.
Beneath Don's veil of professionalism, he was scared inside. Scared that Kira had done more damage to her body than he was aware of, scared that she might never wake up or that she may have brain damage from lack of oxygen... Why it was all he could do not to just start biting his already short nails! He was so-freaking-anxious.
"Alright. I'll rest for a bit while the rest of you do your thing. I assume that I don't have to tell you to come and get me if anything happens." Splinter gave him a glare that spoke volumes of how Donatello would suffer a good smack to the back of the head if he spoke to the rat in an more condecending tone.