-1Disclaimer: TMNT and all characters there in do not belong to me. I make no money from my stories they are simply a fans way of expression the love of the TMNT world.

-Back in the cell-

Leo sat with his shell against the un-giving wall. His legs which were folded beneath him tingled as the blood flow was somewhat constricted by his weight . Little pricks of stone against his flesh went un noticed while he continued to think. What more was there to do? Raph was still leaning against him, still unresponsive. The weight of his brothers shell against his plastron made breathing a little constricted but he didn't care. It was the most comfortable that he and Donnie could make Raph.

Donnie was standing over his siblings, pacing. If you could call it that. There was little more room to walk, than to step over Raph, then step over him again. He couldn't understand what they were doing, or why they had wanted to discuss their fears. Certainly they had fears, every race did. It just wasn't your typical dinner conversation. Every time he felt himself getting close to an answer the image of Mikey surging against the restraints and that terrible scream…He would rub his hands against his face trying to erase the memory.

Why Mikey?

Leo, would have been terrible to loose but at least he knew Leo could handle himself. Raph would have shoved Mikey aside to take his place…hell, so would Donnie. Not Mikey, it just seemed wrong to loose their laughter so soon in the game.

A gurgle from Raph's still unconscious frame was the first sound in hours.

Had it been hours?

Or had it just felt like hours?

Leo jumped from his own thoughts as the sound echoed around their small cell. He could hear the foot falls of Donnie's come to a halt and turn their way. He was personally rather proud of Donnie. He knew he was no fan of small spaces, not his greatest fear but still something that affected him.

"Raph?"

Leo's voice was soft in the darkness though it strained of hoarseness, making him wonder just how long it had really been.

A second gurgle and he felt his brothers head move against his plastron.

"Easy Raph, You're ok."

The tones from Leo were still soft but lit with a hit of excitement at the prospect of his brother waking up.

Leo heard the dirt shift to his right and knew Donnie had knelt down beside him, a cool hand reaching over his shoulder to touch Raph's clammy face.

The touch seemed to be the calloused needed and Raphael suddenly sat up pushing at those around him as if doing so might gain him room to defend himself.

Leo let him go, he knew the caged animal would lash out first. His hand found Donnie's in a silent order to not touch him.

"Raph, Easy bro. Your alright you took a hell of a hit." Leo's tone was that of a forced calm.

Raphael had managed to get a whopping step and a half away from Leo before meeting the wall. He spun and faced the darkness that held his brothers. The memories flooded back, the fight, the cell…the threat.

Then a terrifying thought, He had only heard Leo's voice.

"Leo?"

Raph's voice was terribly small, the uncommonness of the moment seemed to only be increased by the hot head sounding so scared.

"I'm here, Bro. So is Donnie. Take a breath, You still with us?" Leo asked softly wondering just how long it would take.

Raph slowly slumped against the wall his feet hitting leo's knee, despite the fact his back was on the far wall. The silence between them lasted only a moment.

The moment was nearly tangible as if he expected the rage to follow, Donnie bowed his head.

"Mikey?"

Raph's voice was met with silence as neither brother wanted to admit that while he had been unconscious they had permitted the youngest of them to be taken.

"Where's Mikey, Leo"

Raph's tone held anger but an unmissed amount of concern.

Silence.

"Leo. Where is Mikey?"

Donnie felt himself ache, it was times like this he felt so sorry for Leo, and yet utterly grateful that such questions were diverted to him.

Raph moved, even in the darkness he was on target enough to get in Leo's face. Little more than a step found himself on his knees so close to Leo their knees touched.

"LEO?"

Raph meant to push him, to evoke some sort of response, preceding this however, Leo simply closed his hands over Raph's. Effectively stopping any attack that my have followed.

"They took him."

Quiet and defeated Leo finally answered, he felt the straining against his hands stop completely. Even blind he could feel his brother's stare on him. Raphael's hand slid loose from Leos to fall uselessly in the dirt between them.

No.

Not Mikey.

Donnie took a chance and put his hand on Raph's shoulder, he didn't move away.

"I'm sorry."

Leo said, though the typical leader mantra was not audibly heard (Its my fault) , it was implied.

Raph shook his head, regardless of the fact they couldn't see him.

Perhaps it was the shocks that still sent tiny tremors though his body, or the exhaustion of the fight. What ever the reason, Raph did something next that was utterly un Raph like.

Leo felts Raph's hand come around the back of his neck, he half expected to be strangled. Instead he felt his brother rest his head against his chest, and hold for dear life.

Ok, That did it.

Trapped, hurt, separated, they had experienced it before and could deal with it. However, the day Raph leaned against his chest and cried…they knew something was wrong.

Leo did all he could do. He let his hand fall atop his shell only inches from where Donnie's hand still fell on his shoulder.

"We'll get him back"

Donnie offered uselessly, and his tone implied he knew just how poor it sounded.

Yeah, They'd get him back. One way or another.

Someone was going to pay, and pay hard. Hurting their family is a big mistake, taking out the baby brother may well be fatal.

They would get him back.

Silence eluded between them save the quiet breaths or quieted tears from each respective turtle. They still had each other, they could make it, they would make it.

"So, touching my brave freaks….Michelangelo is finished….who's next?"

END

TBC