So Not My Day
By iovemyboys
Chapter 8: Shell!
Authors Note: Hey readers! Thanks to you this chapter exists! I wasn't even thinking of making it this exciting until I got reviews talking about something like this happening. So here goes!
As the syringe draws out blood, I breathe out a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness that went well. Now let's hope the rest of it goes okay.
I glance over at Mikey. He still has that glazed look in his eyes but at least he's not thrashing around.
Without warning Mikey suddenly arches his back with wide eyes as I lay my other hand on his arm to steady it.
"Easy Mikey, easy." I say soothingly.
Mikey is dead silent. That can't be good.
Better get this over with. And soon!
"Alright Mikey, just a little lon-ahh!" Mikey's arm abruptly pushes me away as I fall to the ground, my head hitting a nearby table with a THUMP!
"Oof!"
"Ohhh…" I rest a hand on my aching head.
Geez Mikey…
"Owww! Donnieeee! Why did you do that?" He whines, rubbing his arm.
I look up at Mikey and frown.
Why did I do that? Hmm..that's some delayed reaction...
"Mikey." I say sternly. "You didn't have to do that."
"What?" He looks over at me confused.
I sigh. "Just hold on a minute. I need to make sure I got enough of a blood sampl-"
BANG! The door instantly swings open as Raph and Leo run in.
"What happened?" They ask simultaneously.
They both turn to me with shocked expressions.
"Don!" Raph shouts. Running over, he kneels down in front of me.
"You okay bro?" He asks, placing a hand on my shoulder, as he looks at me with concern.
"Yeah…I think so…"
"That's no good enough." Leo states firmly as he turns to Mikey.
"Michelangelo."
"Whaaaat?"
"What did you do?" He asks sternly.
"I just…didn't like the…pointy thingy…."
"What pointy thingy?" Raph asks confused.
"He means the syringe. I extracted a small sample before he-well I got some. It may be enough."
"Let's hope so." Leo let himself relax.
"This what you're looking for?" Raph asks.
I look over in his direction to see him holding out the syringe.
"Yes, that's it," I say, taking it from his grasp.
"You think it's enough?"
"Hmm…"
I look at it. Half full.
"Yes this will do." I say.
"Well that's good." Leo says, relieved.
A few seconds go by as I wait for the headache to dull. I can't help but notice Leo observing me with a worried expression. Glancing up, I meet his eyes.
"I'm fine."
"Yeah and we all know how much you love telling us what's going on..." Raph says sarcastically from the side.
"Guys really, I didn't hit it that hard."
Leo looks at me unbelievingly, but settles for asking me again later as he turns to face Mikey. I look over too.
He's sitting on the exam bed, feet dangling off the edge as he looks at nothing.
"Alright." I exhale, looking over at Leo and Raph. "If you two could watch Mikey outside, I'll analyze this."
They nod in agreement.
As I slowly get up, Raph puts a steadying hand on my shoulder. I nod for him to let go, which he obliges. Then, as I make my way over to a table, I set down the syringe, and start to work.