A/N: So people seemed to enjoy this, so I'm going to continue it and hope that I don't murder the idea, or make anyone OOC.
I DO NOT OWN THE TURTLES!
It was nearly 24 hours latter before Don, or Mikey awoke. Their brothers never left their side, taking short naps in chairs they placed next to the bed. Master Splinter had not been pleased when he found out that his missing sons had been found, and he had not been told, but he saw the truth in his elder son's words as to why he wasn't informed right when they were found, so he let it go.
Raph and Leo worried about how long their brothers were sleeping. Usually, they have Don to tell them that it was natural, and that the injured brother was ok. Usually they had Mikey to distract them, with his lame jokes.
But they both nearly had a heart attack when they did finally wake.
Mikey had started moving in his sleep, fidgeting, eyes moving behind closed lids. It lifted the older brothers's spirits, knowing it ment he would wake up soon. Don still wasn't moving though.
Then, Mikey's fidgeting started turning to and trough, thrashing around in the bed. The conscious brothers recognized the signs of a nightmare, having found Mikey in the grips of the bad dream many times before. They both rushed to try and comfort him, but they didn't get there before another certain turtle.
Don, who had been unconscious only seconds earlier, with no signs of waking up showing, was running his hands up and down Mikey's arms, trying to comfort and wake the younger turtle up at the same time. Raph and Leo stood back, letting Don help. It was more shock that Don was up that held them back.
Mikey was still thrashing around, yelling out a little now. But Don just continued to try and comfort him and get him away from the grip of what was plaguing his dreams. Slowly, ever so slowly, Mikey began to wake up. His thrashing stopped as his eyes opened. He saw Don and whimpered once before throwing himself in to his big brother's arms. Don held him tightly, slowly running his hands up and down Mikey's shell.
Leo and Raph hung back, giving the tramitized turtles space.
It seemed like forever to Raph and Leo before their brothers broke apart. They sat back against the headboard of the bed (still very close together). They looked around. Something flickered in their eyes.
Two pairs of eyes locked on the older turtles in the room, and a gasp of surprise was heard. "Leo?" Donnie asked hesitantly. "Raph? But if your here... And we're still home... It wasn't a dream?" His voice sounded hoarse, lined with hardly hidden fear.
"It's us, Donnie," Leo said quietly in a comforting tone. "It was all real. Raph and I looked everywhere for you two, and we finally found you. You're safe now. You're home. Everything will be OK." While Leo was talking, he and Raph had slowly made their way over to the side of the bed. They each sat down on the edge; Raph on Mikey's side, and Leo on Don's.
Suddenly, Mikey launched himself into Raph's arms. Raph moved quickly to hug his brother. Raph could feel Mikey trembling in his arms, scared to death. Raph was pissed. He was mad anyone would scare poor, innocent Mikey like this. To make the usually happy-go-luck turtle so sad should be a crime.
Don and Leo watched the two of them for a minute. Leo turned to look at Don, and noticed he looked envious. Leo knew that this younger brother didn't let emotions show easily, even to his brothers. But Leo had learned how to read Don, and knew that he wanted the same thing. So Leo touched Don's arm, and Don quickly turned to look at him with a sharp intake of breath. When he saw who it was, he relaxed for a moment before jumping into his older brother's arms. Leo put his arms around his little brother quickly.
The four of them stayed like that for awhile. The older brothers hugging the younger, looking very protective. The younger brothers clinging to the older, afraid if they let go they would find that it had all been an illusion.
They finally pulled apart at roughly the same time. They all sat on the overcrowded bed for a little longer before Leo broke the silence. "Are you guys hungry?" he asked.
Don nodded yes, while Mikey shook his no. Before the older two could say anything, Don leaned in and whispered something to the youngest turtle. Mikey stared at him for a minute before nodding, slightly and slowly.
"We'll both eat," Don spoke quietly. The elder turtles nodded, and Raph stood up to go and get the soup Masster Splinter had said he would make and leave on the stove for when the turtles awoke.
Before Raph could leave the room, he heard a whimper from the bed. He turned around quickly and saw Mikey starring at him. Fear in his eyes. Don looked pale as well, but he was trying to hide his fear.
"Don't leave," Don begged, "Don't leave us. Please, please don't go. We're sorry. We're so, so, sorry."
Leo grabbed Don's hand in a comforting manner, as Raph sprinted over to the bed and
took Mikey's. Both younger turtles seemed near hysterics, and their brothers tryed there hardest to calm them down. It worked after a while.
Leo and Raph were both thinking quickly, trying to figure out what to do. Their brothers needed to eat something, and drink some water as well. Leo came up with a solution. "How about we all go down into the kitchen to get something to eat?" Raph shot him a look that almost looked grateful, while Mikey and Don seemed to perk up slightly.
Leo and Raph helped their injured brothers into the kitchen, and saw the pot that Splinter must have made the soup in. The older turtles assisted the younger two into a chair, then moved quickly to get the food and water the younger two needed so bad.
They all ate in a comfortable silence as they ate. Mikey and Don ate slowly, almost hesitantly, as Raph and Leo ate at a faster pase while keeping an eye on their brothers.
The meal was finished soon after it had begun (with Don bot eating a lot, and Mikey even less). Leo thought it would be a good idea to change the bandages on Mikey and Don. They didn't argue as the first-aid kit was collected, and they were brought into the living room to have their injuries treated.
The younger turtles began to fall asleep while their brothers were tending to their injuries. By the time all the bandages were changed, both were in a deep sleep. Raph and Leo brought the sleeping turtles back to Don's room and put them to bed together again. Just like the night before, they went into the hall to speak so not to disturbed their brothers.
"I'm worried 'bout them, Leo," Raph said, "Don didn't say anything about how they need to be treated, and Mikey didn't talk at all!"
"Calm down, Raph," Leo comforted him, "I'm worried to, but they're both strong. They can get through this."
"But what if they can't, Leo? Did you look into Mikey's eyes? They looked broken. So did Don's. What if they're gone for good, Leo?"
"They're not, Raph. They can't be."
They stood their in silence for a few minutes before Raph broke it; "We're going to have to ask them what happened soon."
Leo flinched. "I know," he replied, "and it's not something I'm looking forward to."
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