Drugged

Matt hadn't shown mercy.

The minute she got into the room, she grabbed a paper bag and found Rachel's wardrobe. She took only a skirt, shirt, and pants from the wardrobe and placed them in the paper bag before looking under the bed to find Rachel's memory box. Grinning, she reached out and grabbed it. Once she dragged it from under the bed she opened it.

Photos back when Rachel was still part of the Informers. Her red hair short to her shoulders, and Andrew had a purple streak in his hair. Matt still looked like Matt only with boyish short hair. 'Has it really been two years since we last seen each other?' She thought as she placed the photo back. 'It's like we all changed…' She blinked when she heard a door shut and walked out of the room carrying the bag and saw that it was Raphael.

"That didn't take very long Firefly…" Matt said as she walked down the stairs.

Raphael blinked up tiredly and rose an eyebrow at the paper bag. He said nothing about it, though, and just shook his head lightly, "There wasn't much to tell, really…" he said and then headed toward the lab, "Help yourself to looking around," he added, "Just be careful not to break anything or Lily will have your head."

"You shouldn't worry about me breaking something. You should be worrying wether or not your going to fall over dead," Matt responded with a slight smile, "Honestly, you shouldn't be walking around so much just getting out of the hospital. Hasn't Rae taught you anything in that area?"

Raph only blinked slowly, "No…"

Matt stared, "…You mean she hasn't told you? Oh!" He clapped a hand over her mouth in shock.

"She hasn't told me what?" Raphael turned and leaned against the wall since he was already at the door to the lab.

Matt placed her hand down, "…It's honestly not my place to say. She'd have my head if she found out I told you. I can't believe I made a stupid mistake."

"You're in luck...I'm too damn tired to be sneaky so go about your own little thing…" he nodded to the bag and then walked into the lab room, "Donny…" he groaned in a childish tired voice as the door shut.

"Need something for the pain?" Donatello asked as he turned to face Raph.

"Yes…that would be absolutely awesome, thanks," Raph nodded, trying not to pass out on the spot. In front of others he would be his usual stubborn self and be seemingly strong and able, but Donny was basically the only one who knew his weak side and was the only one he allowed himself to show weakness to.

Donatello stood up and walked over to a cabinet, "You should sit down before you faint," He told his brother. Finding what he needed, he took out the bottle and shook out two pills and walked over to the sink and filled a paper cup of water before handing them to Raph.

Raphael sat down in one of the chairs and it felt so comfortable he almost passed out, but he held himself awake so he could take the pills. He finished off the water before he leaned back, "Thanks, bro," he said closing his eyes, "How long before they work?"

"Depends," Donatello said, "Fifteen minutes maybe or thirty."

"'Kay…" Raph yawned before he attempted to stand back up, but failed miserably as he could hardly move, "Man…I've never felt so beat up…minus the times we fought the Shredder."

"Well," Donatello said, "I'm sure whoever your doctor was gave you a lot of morphine or painkillers to make you feel like that."

Raphael groaned and rubbed his eyes again, "If I can somehow get up to my room I'll be fine…"

Don walked over, "You can use me as a crutch, and I can see if…I don't know who she is…or he……can help."

"Her name is Matt…" Raph chuckled as he accepted Don's help, "He's a really friendly person."

Donatello laughed, "I'll take your word for it." He carefully guided Raph out of the room to see that Matt was indeed still in the living room looking bored, "Matt?"

Matt jumped and looked over at the two, "…Need help?" She asked as she got off of the couch.

"Just if you could go up to Raph's room and open the door that'd be fine," There was no way Don was going to just hand Raph over to Matt. She didn't look strong enough to even hold something heavy. Best to give something light…

Of course, Matt walked the same pace they did, "So you're falling asleep from all the pain meds Andy and your brother gave ya?"

"Basically," Raphael mumbled.

Matt clicked her tongue sympathetically, "At least you're not in pain. That's the main thing……now." She stared at the rooms, "I'm guessing yours is right besides Rae's room right?"

"Go down a door," Donatello laughed.

Matt blinked, "Okay, really right beside hers," She opened the door and just blinked, "Wow...your room is clean."

Raph laughed, "Thanks, I guess. I try to keep it that way. Mikey's the exact opposite. Rachel's used to be, too, until Nao came two weeks ago and now it's as clean as this…or cleaner. Nao's quite the neet freak."

Matt just grinned and moved into the room. She flicked on a light so that they could see better. She looked around interestedly, "That's why it sort of shocked me to see that the wardrobe was actually organized. Rae doesn't organize anything unless it's some sort of plan or idea. Speaking of which…" She slinked out of the room to go back to Rachel's, knowing what she was looking for this time.

Don looked at Raph, "Well at least now you won't collapse."

"Don't be so sure, Donny," Raphael smiled a lop-sided smile before he walked on his own will-power to his bed. He sat down on it and was passed out even before his head hit the pillow.

Donatello rolled his eyes good naturedly before turning off the light and leaving the room.