Zoe

To say my body hurts is an understatement and the aggressive baby suckling my breast while pinching fistfuls of my skin isn't helping.

Raph snorts, "Did he just growl?"

I look at him skeptically as I pry the tiny fingers from my flesh, "Like that would be a real shock."

"Yeah, I guess not." He sits down in a rolling chair that Donnie has brought him and holds my hand. "What're we going to name them?"

"I'm not sure. I mean Anton and Andrea were renaissance artists. Even Rachel is named after Rachel Ruysch."

Raph snorts.

"What?"

"She was Dutch."

"Careful Raph, your intelligence is showing. We wouldn't want anyone else to find out that you're actually pretty smart."

"You know what if you hadn't just nearly died I'd have to go a round or two with you for that."

"Settle for a kiss?"

"Just this once," he grumbles.

"Sure, just this once," I grin.

He kisses me fervently and I wish my body had healed already. I can't wait to be in his arms. The baby beneath us squeaks and releases my breast. I lift him up as Raph sinks deeper into the chair. I look at the lightly pebbled, perfect, but very deep green infant with piercing blue eyes, "Raph, don't take this the wrong way, but he totally looks like Leo."

Raph scoffs, "Yeah well Baby B looks like Donnie, and except for his gray eyes Baby C looks like Mikey."

"Raph, we should let them name them."

He sits up straight, and I can tell by the energy that drifts my way he likes the idea. "I think maybe you're right. But we get final say. Mikey might come back with something crazy."

"Did I hear Leo is waiting to hold Baby A, here?"

"Yea."

"Go ahead and take him, bring me the next hungry fella and tell the guys to think of names for their new nephews. Oh and where are Anton and Andrea? Did I miss the introductions?"

"No, Splinter has them camping out in the dojo. It was pretty crazy here. We didn't know how things were going to turn out."

"Good. Once everyone's fed, why don't you bring the babies and our whole family in here so Anton and Drea' can meet their brothers?"

"Zoe."

"Hmmm?"

"Will you never stop?"

"Raphael, the day I stop, that's the day you should worry. Now go, bring me another baby."

It was late by the time I'd nursed the last babe and Mike had crept out to the barn to get the kids and Splinter, but they were all sleeping and I'd instructed him not to wake them if that was the case. So Raph slept in the chair by my side and the babies were each in the care of a different brother, the one that was chosen to name him.

But now the blue clad leader is hovering in the doorway to the lab holding a gurgling infant. Raph sits up and reaches out to take the baby, but Leo is dragging a chair in with him and merely sits down on my other side without giving him up.

His cobalt eyes catch the light from the hall and I admire the endless honor I can always find within them. He gazes down at the wiggling babe in his hands and clears his throat.

Raph shifts but says nothing.

"Zoe, there just aren't words for what you did today," he looks from the baby to me, "I can't tell you how many times in the past five years you've blown my mind. You came into this family and fit like we'd been waiting for you all along, changed our lives, and today you saved his. I don't know how you did it but I saw the energy leave you and flow into him, I saw it," he swallows, "you are nothing short of amazing and my brother is blessed to have you and I'm honored to name your son."

If my body wasn't in such a pathetic state I'd throw my arms around his thick neck, but in my weakness I can only whisper, "I love you too Leonardo."

He smiles, his blue eyes shining.

"Did you pick a name for him?"

Leo nods, staring at the infant with the same love he would hold for his own daughter very soon. "Hisao. You shared your life force with him and someday I will tell him his life story. I can't think of a more fitting name."

"It's perfect Leo."

"I named mine too," Donatello's voice comes from the hall, before he appears holding our brown eyed baby.

I glance at Raph who has a perfect smirk on his face.

"Well, tell us Donnie."

"Kei, because I think you are blessed."

I want badly to hug this brother too. He just saved my life and helped get the babies here safely. That is a debt I can never repay. "I love it Donatello."

Mikey whines from behind Donnie in the hall, "Well my names not Japanese. Should I go back and do it over?"

"Come on Mikey, I want to hear what you came up with." I call to him.

"Probably something crazy like Wolverine or Spidey," Raph grumbles.

"No, but either of those would be a cool nickname," Mikey steps around Donnie, grinning as he rocks the gray eyed baby in his arms.

"The suspense is killing me Mikey," I urge him on.

"Well I love his eyes," his fair blue eyes meet mine, shining with all the magic that is Michelangelo, "they remind me of my sister, who I love very much. So I thought Grey."

A knot rises in my throat but I swallow it and give my orange clad brother a whole hearted smile, "I had total faith in you Mikey, he looks like a Grey."

I soak up each brother, from Leo and all of his honor and grace, to Donnie and his intellect, and Mikey who just overflows with heart before turning to Raphael. "You know what's really happening here, don't you?"

Raph snickers, "Yep."

We both look at the brothers as the babies they hold wiggle and whimper.

"They're hungry." Raph and I say at the same time.