Alright. Here is the latest update of "Dance With The Devil". I hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I don't own TMNT or any of its characters. I only have Amy and Gage. Chris Nova (wherever he may be) belongs to Solaris Prime.

"You want me to what?" Amelia demanded, her voice reverberating through the sewers of New York City. It had been a week since her last visit to Christopher's memorial stone, and she and Gage were now in the lair after having been called down by her family.

"We're just concerned," Donatello reasoned.

"There's a difference between being concerned and controlling. I don't need to see a shrink. I told you guys, I'm not a head-case."

"We're not saying you are. We just think it would be best if you talk to someone about Chris, and since you won't talk to any of us, there's no other choice," Leo answered. "You won't even talk to Gage, and you're marrying him."

"What am I supposed to say, Leo? I told Gage about Chris' death, just like I told you guys."

"We know you didn't tell us everything that happened. And you don't have to tell us, but you need to talk to someone."

"Right, and you think talking to a shrink will help? Newsflash, Leo, I don't exactly have a normal life. I was raised in the sewers with four turtles by a mutated rat. We fought an evil organization for years. My brother was killed by some magic crap that I can't even explain. And to top it all off, my fiancée was part of the evil organization that tried to kill us on multiple occasions. I wonder how anyone I talk to would take that."

"We've already considered that," Donny answered.

"And you're not concerned about being found out by the outside world?"

"Your mental health is more important."

"Right. Fix my issues about one brother at the cost of losing the rest of my family. Wonderful logic, Don," Amy retorted, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Gage grabbed her arm gently, looking into her eyes.

"You need closure, Amy," he whispered.

"What I need is for people to stop telling me what to do with my life. My brother died right before my eyes."

"We understand that, Amy. We know how you feel," Mikey answered. Amelia scoffed and rolled her eyes at the statement.

"No, you don't. You don't know. You guys say that's you're hurting, but it sure doesn't show!" Her hands were clenched into fists at her sides as she yelled at her older brothers for the first time in years. Never before had they had an argument this big. Then again, they'd also never been in a situation like this before.

"We didn't want to upset you," Leo responded.

"Upset me? What could you guys have possibly said that would upset me any further? There was a time when tomorrow would terrify me, but I knew I'd die if I looked back. You don't know what it's like to live that way!"

"Why didn't you say anything about this before?"

"Because I didn't want you to worry about me. There was already so much going on when Chris disappeared. Then you guys became human for a while. None of us had time for me to have issues. Now, it's just another day of feeling like this feeling never goes away."

"Amy…"

"Don't look so sympathetic, Leo. You have no idea how I've felt, so please don't pretend you do." She then turned her attention back to Gage. "And you certainly aren't in any position to be telling me to let go of my brother. You didn't even know him."

"Calm down, Ame," Raph ordered. Amy's eyes widened slightly as she realized how odd it was to be hearing Raphael, of all people, tell her to calm down. He was the biggest hot-head out of anyone she knew.

"My daughter, we are your family. We only wish to bring you at ease," Splinter said calmly. His voice soothed her temper, an effect he'd always had on her. Amy took a deep breath to steady herself. Gage's hands rested on her shoulders again, and she didn't pull away this time. His arms wrapped around her and she simply leaned into him.

"I'm sorry," she murmured. "I shouldn't take it out on you guys. But I'm not going to see a so-called professional. They're just going to try to put me on medication that will make me numb, and I can't afford that, not with what we've faced in the past."

"Amy," Mona began.

"I'm done discussing it. I've made up my mind and I'm not going to restrict my ability to notice the world around me."

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