A/N: What? Did no one like the last chapter? It's fine, I didn't either.

So I haven't even been up for three hours, and I already am starting to make myself sick from to many jelly beans (I have the worst stomach out of my entire family, and I never vomit at a reasonable time-more like three or four in the morning).

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Disclaimer: I would have Donnie write my science paper if I owned them. And possibly my book report.

I would like to thank Belle the Dog for making the cover image for this story.

Insomnia, why oh why did such a thing have to exist? All it did was make training Hell, along with several other things.

1:42

Precisely four hours and twelve minutes until he usually got up, four hours and forty-two minutes until he would be pulled out for breakfast, and five hours and twelve minutes until training.

He rolled over to move into a more comfortable position, but it felt like all his weight was on his shoulder, causing a mentality of it shifting.

Roll over to his plastron being to the mattress and his head turning to the side. This was a bit more comfortable…

1:43

Four hours and eleven minutes; four hours and forty-one minutes, five hours and eleven minutes.

Suddenly he found himself sitting up, attempting to take in air. Okay, that position severely hindered his breathing. File that away for future reference (again…how many times would he bend his neck like that before the lesson stuck?).

…His mouth was dry. He needed something to drink. Some chamomile tea ought to help…

Yep, sounded like a plan. Get up, get some tea, and go back to the bed. He didn't even need to turn on a light; he knew exactly where the tea was, and Splinter usually kept a candle lit in the kitchen in case any of the boys needed to get up for any reason in the night. It would be enough light to find the correct package with.

He pulled his numb legs off of his bed pushed them onto the floor, testing how they would hold. They seemed stable, but the true test was—

Thunk

…Well, the feeling was starting to return. He used his bed to raise himself up and started walking towards the kitchen.

He had reached for the cabinet with the tea stuff when out of the corner of his eye, he saw his lab. Once he saw it, his brain went into overdrive. Ideas he hadn't even thought up before he went to bed were rushing into his head, along with various ways to make them a reality.

…Maybe this is why he couldn't sleep.

He started unconsciously walking towards his haven, but suddenly a hand reached on his shoulder to stop him.

"What are you doing up?"

Of course. Leo had some sort of sixth sense when it came to his younger brothers.

"I couldn't sleep."

"I don't think going to your lab's gonna help you sleep."

Don rolled his eyes and allowed his brother to drag him back to the kitchen.

"I didn't mean to go there…I guess I started running on autopilot…"

Leo shook his head in amusement at his genus of a brother and pulled out a tea kettle, which he filled with water and put on the stove. "You think too hard. That's why you can't sleep."

Don chose not to say anything and instead just stared at the floor.

"Is everything alright? You've been more distant than normal lately."

"I'm fine. Just going through something, I guess."

Leo hummed slightly in response, and the two stood in silence as Leo pulled out two tea cups, which he poured the now heated water into. Once grabbing a pair of tea bags, he put one in each of the cups and handed one to Don. "Let it seep as you go back to your room—it tends to work as a massive muscle relaxer."

"Thanks, Leo…"

"No prob, I'm always here if you need me."

Donnie flinched slightly at that statement. He knew it was true—they may have their problems, but the four of them were always there for each other, they were all they had.

Despite that knowledge, he just couldn't tell any of them what was truly troubling him.

1:59

Four hours and one minute; four hours and thirty-one minutes; five hours and one minute…

2:00

…and never tell.

A/N: Okay, so next week we have LARPing Turtles ("Mazes & Mutants"), then we have Boxtree kidnapping the girls before getting mutated ("The Mutation of Baxter Stockman"), then we have the Slash/Newtralizer team-up ("Newtralized"), and finally we have Mikey finally having to fight against his family ("Pizzaface").

I'm excited!

Fun fact: I stayed up fairly late to finish this chapter (it was the third one done, so I was still excited for this project), then I've had insomnia for the past two nights. Coincidence? I think not!

Anyway, love y'all and happy Easter!