(A/N: And as it may have become evident, I am back at Uni. This means my time as a writer is short... But to make up for it this chapter is one of my longest! :D

I'd like to thank Lilninjawolf for betaing for me again! I'd also like to thank everyone who reviewed. Much appreciated! =D)

Disclaimer: I do not own the turtles or make any money from writing stories about them. However, I look forward to the day when someday something I do, will have it's own fandom and they will have to put up notes like this as I will be the one making the money! :D )

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Raphael had been awake for most of the trip to... wherever the hell they were going. Probably back down to the sewers because at some stage it started to stink. He groaned a couple of times when the two carrying him seemed to do something to cause him pain. At first there had been so much jumping around, then running... At some point Raphael had tried to speak, had tried to move or function in anyway. But his body didn't allow for it. He was limp in their grasp and eventually had seemed to have drifted off into a slumber.

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Raphael had been sleeping, resting after the horrible night he had just managed to survive when suddenly something very cold was pressed against his jaw. This kind of forced him to come round. There was an oxygen mask on him again and for that, he was grateful. However, he was not grateful for whoever the hell was hurting his arms. He groaned as it felt like he was being cut up and down his forearms. He could suddenly hear voices, they were whispering something...

Suddenly, one of the cuts went deep he gasped at the pain and suddenly bolted straight up in a sitting position, pulling arms away from whoever held them. There was a lot of shouting at him, and they were trying to grab him. The turtles!

"Get away from me..!" He yelled at them, moving over to the far side of the bed against the wall.

Raphael leaned against the wall, feeling dizzy and sore. He had nowhere else to go. There were two of them. The one with blue and the purple one... He was back in that room! They had brought him back!

"Raphael, calm down." The blue one said gently, but firmly.

"Calm down.." He said through the mask, flinching away as the purple one tried to take his arm. "What the hell.. do you want from me..?" He wheezed at them.

The purple one, kind of leaned back in his chair thinking. His face... there was evidence of the last time they met. The bruises from when he had lashed out in order to escape looked painful. He actually felt a little bad for him, but right now he was more concerned with other things. Like the blue one who was still trying to grab him. Raphael just glared at him, but the guy just glared back.

"I told you something wasn't right.." The purple one whispered finally.

"Raph, I don't understand." The blue one said, looking him the eyes, Raphael had to look away. "Why are you being like this?"

Raph ignored him, looking down at his arms, frowning as he did. There were... splinters in his arms. One was half pulled out as well. So they were just removing these? He vaguely remembered getting them from the chair when Hun was strangling him. Hun! Things were flooding back.

"You saved me..?" He asked the blue one, he'd remembered seeing blue.

The blue one's frown increased.

"Of course we did.." the turtle said as if not believing he had heard the question properly.

The purple one leaned forwards slightly, holding out his hands.

"Can I please continue?" He asked. "I promise I'm not trying to hurt you."

Raphael frowned at this. Allow him to continue..? For the moment he stayed near his wall. The turtle was not rushing him or harassing him. Instead, allowing him to think about it all. In the end, very reluctantly, he moved back again. The purple one took his arm very gently in one hand and the tweezers in the other. Raphael just watched him carefully, confused beyond anything he could ever imagine.

"Who are you..?" He asked, flinching as the splinters were pulled out.

The blue one was about to speak when the purple one cut him off. "My name is Donatello." He said as he worked. "I'm your brother. This is Leonardo, who is also your brother."

The answers seemed to be given almost robotically as the turtle worked on his arm. Just giving information that was required. Raphael wasn't sure if he should believe all this though. This wasn't the first time he'd been told he was a part of someone's family. However, the fact that they were also turtles made it seem so much more likely they were telling the truth.

The blue one... Leonardo, moved over to him with the ice bag and he tensed, pulling away from them slightly again. Donatello, had a firm grip on his arm though and looked at him. The look... It was full of concern and worry. It stopped him from trying to pull away.

"It's okay.." Leonardo whispered, before explaining. "Your jaw is swollen and you've also got a bit of a fever. It'll help."

Raphael looked away as he remembered how much Hun had knocked him around. He wasn't even sure what injuries he had anymore. He just.. didn't feel comfortable with these turtles. Not right now anyway. So instead of allowing his apparent 'brother' to touch him with the ice, he held out his free hand for the ice. The turtle handed it over with little hesitation.

Raphael put it on his jaw, flinching away from it as it was very sore. More gently, he touch it.. Ow..

"Could you come a little closer?" Donatello asked. "I'm nearly done with this arm, but I still need to clean it."

Raphael looked down to see this was true. So hesitantly, he moved a little closer. He felt dizzy... And ill...

"You should lie back down," Leonardo suggested gently. "You're hurt and not well, you should be resting."

The turtle sounded concerned, but also confused. So it was no surprise to what he would say next. "So... you really don't remember us?"

Raphael sighed heavily through the mask. Why would he pretend? "I got no idea.. who you are.." He said truthfully before adding even more quietly. "Who I am.."

Donatello was just wrapping up his arm now, looking deep in thought. He signalled for the next arm as he released the other one. Raphael used his now other hand to hold the ice now before giving the arm that still needed looking after to the turtle.

"Leo, could you get Raph some painkillers?" Donatello asked the other turtle. "The ones in the blue bottle."

Leonardo hesitated. Raphael could practically see the turtle thinking this through, as if wondering if it was a good idea or not. Raphael himself wasn't sure if painkillers were a good idea. Yes, he was in pain and his headache was back. But he was reluctant to take something from anyone on the word it really was just painkillers. Donatello seemed to sense this...

"Raph, relax." He said soothingly. "If we meant you harm, I would not bother spending all this time patching you up."

Raphael had to admit, that was some sound reasoning... But Karai had also looked after him too.

Leonardo returned to his side with a tablet and a glass of water, holding it out for him. He took the tablet from his 'brother', putting down the ice first.

"What's this going to do..?" He asked, eyeing up the tablet.

"Take away the pain." Donatello replied, almost robotically. "There may be some drowsiness, dizziness but nothing serious."

Raphael wasn't sure.. He wanted to remain alert to what these turtles were doing around him. But he felt strange... Like he could really trust the turtles, like he could trust Donatello to look after him. And well... they had rescued him, saved him twice. Even if he hadn't appreciated it the first time round... With those thoughts in mind, he pulled off his oxygen mask and put the tablet in his mouth. He took the water from Leonardo, downing the whole glass rather quickly... The water, it felt so good. A proper drink, unlike what he had had in a while.

"Could you lie back down for me?" Donatello asked. "It's just harder to reach the higher splinters with you trying to be so far away at the same time. Leo's right, you should rest."

Raphael didn't move. He wasn't comfortable and would rather lie down. But he also wasn't comfortable with the turtles. He had taken the meds, surely that was enough for the moment. Donatello seemed to pick up pretty quickly that he would not be doing anything. The turtle sighed a little before speaking again.

"Can you tell me about what happened while you with the Foot?" He asked instead. "From the earliest you can remember until you woke up here? It's much easier for me to treat you if I know what's happened to you."

Raphael hesitated again, but in the end complied. He spoke about the short while he had actually been conscious before the kidnap/rescue attempt. He avoided talking about his time here, as the bruising all over the turtle's face was evidence of how much damage he had done during that moment. The turtle didn't look up at him, but continued to work as if indifferent to the injuries he had received from Raphael.

He was doing a great deal of talking, more than he had in a while and it was wearing him out. Either that or the tablet was kicking in. When the turtle said drowsy, he wasn't kidding. In the end, he did lie down. Donatello had finished with his arms at that point and instead busied himself with other things like reading Raphael's temperate, how swollen his jaw was, and the now rather long cut on his... plastron? He was sure that's what the turtle referred to it as. During all the running around he had done, and bashing from Hun, it had grown in size. As Donatello finished with it, Raph was nearly mumbling with his tiredness, never having stopped talking. He'd gotten as far as his escape, not sure if they had even understood it all.

Leonardo covered him with a blanket, telling him to get some sleep before taking his seat next to the bed. There were some quiet whispers between the two turtles, but Raph had dropped off to sleep far too quickly to catch any of it. He was just so tired and sore... His body was resting as it should be.

The turtles were strange, but oddly enough, he actually felt safe with them watching him sleep. Now if only he could remember and know for sure. But that would make life way too easy, now wouldn't it?