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The dead weight made her stumble and it took everything she had not to drop him, "Raph?!" She demanded as she shook him. She reached up and turned him over and stared in absolute horror as she saw the wounds he got. "Oh Jesus, who did you fight?!" Her voice went up high when her perceptional vision caught a sight of white. She reached up to his bandana and took it out and stared at how red the white of the last riddle had got. "Oh my god," She said heart thumping wildly. "Oh DAMN IT ALL!" She screamed as she shook off her jacket and placed it underneath this head. She started looking for her cell phone.
"Please let me have it, let me have it." She muttered.
She found it in her pocket and have a few false starts she managed to get it out of her pocket and wanted to shriek again. Her battery was down to it's last life. "Oh fuck me!" She yelled as she speed-dialed the first number that came to mind and let it rang.
"Hello?" A calm voice she had hoped would answer replied on the other hand.
"Andy, Andy, help me." She pleaded. "I don't know where I am, but I need help. He needs help. Fuck Andy, it's bad. I think he has a concussion."
"Calm down before you go into shock." Andrew said soothingly. "Are you injured?"
"No. No." She replied. "Just help me!" And before she could hear what Andrew had to say, the battery died. "FUCK IT ALL!"
Andrew stared at the phone that had just disconnected. He rolled his eyes, it was just so typical that Rae would forget to charge her phone up. He placed his phone down and reached in the back of his car to reach his laptop. He still had a few minutes before he had to drag Matt by the hair and get him into the car. He pulled it out and set it on his lap. He connected a wire to his phone and started typing rapidly. Whatever had happened to Rae, it sounded bad.
The door to his car opened and the scent of vanilla and cinnamon perfume invaded his senses. "Is there a point to you wearing so much?" He said as he continued to study the map, "Hey, we're going to take a detour."
"Sure, what happened?" Matt asked as he buckled up. His blond hair was short and choppy to the shoulders. He was wearing a black sweater and his jeans were tight and were royal blue. He leaned back in the seat.
Andrew gave Matt the silver laptop. "Rae and Raph I suspect." He replied. "He's a turtle, so don't freak out if you see him. I guess he got injured pretty badly."
Matt glanced at Andrew and looked at the map that showed a red dot to where the last location of the call was. "Was it apart of a mission?"
"I doubt it." Andrew replied. "She washed her hands of us remember? After you ripped her heart?" Matt didn't respond and he hadn't expected an answer from it. "Sorry, that was harsh." Andrew apologized.
"It's cool." Matt replied as he set it down. "So she moved on," He dropped his elbow on the door handle and watched the city go by, "Should I be happy?"
"I don't know, are you bi-sexual or did you discover that you like men?" Andrew responded dryly.
"……" Matt didn't answer, instead he hummed a Rihanna song that was playing on the radio station and turned it up just a bit so he could bob his head to the beat. Andrew knew immediately that he was being ignored.
Andrew sighed as he continued the drive. "Do you want to see her?" He asked, glancing at the blond. "I can drop you off first."
"If it's an emergency then it's best not to." Matt replied. "I want to see her, but the question is whether or not she's ready to see me." He chuckled darkly. "She's never forgiven me."
"Knowing her, she probably won't. But she's changed. You should have seen her Matt, I keep telling you, she looks brighter now." Andrew replied. "Maybe now she found her healing balm, you'll find your own."
"As if." Matt snorted as he pulled the seat down, to make him lean back. "Just drive and stop talking Andy. Whatever happens, happens. Neither of us have the Sight and we lost our Seer."
"She's not dead." Andrew snorted, but fell silent anyway. He hoped it wasn't as bad as what they thought it would be.
They finally reached where Rae was and Matt had yanked his seat back up to look better. "Holy shit he IS a turtle." Matt muttered.
Andrew unbuckled himself and so did Matt. "Rae! You okay?" He shouted as he jogged over to them. He gently grabbed Raph's wrist and gently felt the pulse. "He's stable. Keep the coat underneath the head." He instructed Rae who was pale and shaking. "Let's move him, Matt! Some muscle will be nice to have now!" Matt rolled his eyes and got to the other side of Raph and pulled the turtle up. "And it's not a fake turtle." Matt murmured.
"Of course he's not fake!" Rachel snapped. "Now get him in the car and let's get back to the apartment. I'll have to borrow your phone, Andy and pray that I can get someone on the other end."
"She hasn't changed at all Andy! You lied!" Matt glared over at the doctor, but he was ignoring the both of them, concentrating on the abnormal.
They got him into the back and Andrew tossed Matt the keys. Without needing prompting, Matt took the front seat and turned on the car. Andrew instructed in Rae in what to do so that he could do a makeshift bandage around him so he would be able to heal him properly in the apartment. "We're going to have to use the fire escape. Since Matt has the keys he'll go up to the apartment and open the window. You and me will use the fire escape." Rachel told the doctor. "And we'll have to move fast."
"Got it." Andrew and Matt replied together.
"Man it feels too much like the old days." Matt replied. "Escaping, driving away from the scene of the crime. This rarely happens, but hey a new day every day."
"Matt, concentrate on the road. I don't trust it when you talk and drive. You have severe concentration problems." Rachel responded. "I think that's due to your telepathy."
"It helps me concentrate. Jeez, and don't worry I'm not going to wreck us or anything. Unless that's what you need me to do? I can call Nicky to cause a diversion and we go sliding...." "I hate your morbid jokes." Rae said with a shake of her head. "Do me a favor and just drive. Don't crash...don't talk....just drive. Please."
"Wow, a request. I better really answer a yes to that." Matt replied as he whistled. "It's so rare for you to use that word."
"Matt!"
"Driving."
Raphael heard a piano and a guitar in the distance. No, wait…it was close by. It seemed the players were playing just to get something off their mind. The one playing the piano seemed worried and skeptical about something. The guitarist was a bit ticked off but was also secretly worried. He didn't know how, but their combined melodies flowed together just fine. Dear Kami his mind was rambling on and on! How hard did he freakin' hit the road? Nooooo! He prayed his motorcycle was safe, either right where he'd left it or back in the Don's lab, the paranoid geeky brother…he moved his head and felt the familiar scratch of bandages. Donny was going to freak when he learned someone else bandaged up his bro…
Then Raph flexed his hand, and felt another's fingers intertwined with his.
"Oh what do you know! The turtle's up, Andy!" Matt called as he strung the last chord and started up an other fast paced song. The pianist ended the melody to stand up and walk over to the couch. "And be quiet Matt." Andrew said his voice was a little hushed, "Rae's sleeping. She's been worn down."
"That's what you say," The blond responded as he changed melodies in the middle of the song.
"What's with the temperamental one with the guitar?" Raph muttered, "Andy…Andrew…with Loki," he grumbled and attempted to open his eyes but shut them quickly, "Ow…so bright…"
"Sorry," Andrew murmured gently. "Yeah you remember me that's good to know." He knelt down next to the couch and gently touched the wound. "The temperamental one is Matt." He said calmly. "Don't worry so much about him."
"Oh thanks just leave me out in the dust. I love you too Andy." Matt replied darkly.
"If you wake up Rae I'm going to let her go all out on you," Andrew snapped softly, "Stop being so mean."
"Mm…do I hear jealousy much?" Raph groaned and tried again to see, this time slower. Thankfully Andy's shadow helped him adjust, "Great…so just when I get Rae to confess I finally find the human that made her so scared in the first place?" He raised an eye ridge at Andrew. He blinked and reached his free hand to his face, "My bandana, where's my bandana?"
"I don't know." Andrew replied. "I think Rae has it somewhere on her person." He glanced over at Matt who didn't look pleased with Raph's statement. Postponing a fight, Andrew merely pointed at the sleeping girl and Matt made a face and he turned back to Raph. "So you got the girl sort of? That's nice." He smiled. "It explains her change."
"I still don't see the change. She bossed us around like she normally does. The only thing that changed was that she actually begged me not to speed." Matt grumbled softly under his breath.
"How about less tense?" Raphael offered and rolled over on his good side and finally met his eyes with the one Rachel refused to talk about, "She laughs more? She jokes around more, plays video games with one of my bros a lot, hugs more, more willing to trust, let others do things for her, more willing to admit her feelings, to show her feelings. If tonight isn't proof enough, Rae's even learning how to let her heart be touched again."
Raph narrowed his eyes, the brown darkening just a bit, "Maybe she bossed you around because she was frightened, eh? Ever think of that Pretty Boy?"
"Pretty boy is more of a comment, not an insult." Matt replied as he looked at him, "More frightened? Yeah we had our spat, and it's over and done with and if tonight was more than proof enough, you just killed your new girlfriend. She literally had a panic attack and had to drug her."
"Killed is an overstatement," Andrew muttered to himself.
"You don't seem to care about your friends," Raph growled, "You just want what you want and when you can't get it, you get pissed. Maybe that's why you locked Rae's heart and threw away the key. You beat her up so bad on the inside I had to fucking beat down the barbed door and fight my way passed all her traps and detours. I broke three ribs for her, cared for her while she was sick, and I even told her I didn't care what she did or said, I'd love her, and if she'd left I'd go after her and either stay with her, near her, or drag her back. She did that, and I kept my promise. Ask the Neko boy at that humongous warehouse."
Matt glared heatedly as he gently placed the guitar to the side. "I care a lot." He said with a growl. "I know better than to think that you would know." His fingers dug deep into the palms. "Do you know why we brought you here, Raphael? It's not because we were just ordered to, but Andrew heard her panic. Oh yes, she was crying into the phone, practically begging us to hurry up and get you. If I didn't care for my friends, for my ex-girlfriend, do you think I would have gotten in the car with Andrew?"
Matt slammed his fist against the wall. "She was beaten down, yes. I destroyed her, yes. And I would do anything in the world to turn back time and keep her heart and herself naive. But here's the thing Raph, no one can go back in to time. No one can change the past." He paused. "I don't need to ask Frances. I was living with him when it happened and he told me the whole story."
"So you do have emotion," Raph smirked and looked at Rae who was still oblivious to the world. He shifted so he could be closer to her and laid his pounding head back against the pillow, "After you make up your mind about whom and what you are, I think we'll be good friends," he stated.
"I see. So you think that this is a game. That she's your grand prize in the end. Just because one has emotions, doesn't mean their not easily played on. I know you wouldn't do that to her, but it's not like she's going to be done with that. She'll continue to play on you, all the way." Matt snapped coldly. "Assume all you want."
"Matt!" Andrew cried out softly, "Stop trying to pick a fight."
"I'm not picking a fight," Matt replied, "I'm warning him."
"I know exactly what I'm up against, and I'm willing to die for her, even if she's the one who kills me in the end," Raph looked back at him straightly, hiding nothing. He felt something nudge him to do the rarest and so he did. He let his mind go, show everything, let everything pour and run through his thoughts and elsewhere. Who he thought she was, what he knew about her, everything she said, everything she did, especially to him. Ever since the first time he met her underneath that streetlamp. He especially let out everything about the game she set and how he went about it, all the way until he blacked out.
What took him aback was the fact Matt looked about ready to break.
All of these emotions, all of his thoughts. It killed him. All of her looks, her smiles, they used to be only for him. They used to be only for his eyes and only for them. He felt deeply sorry for the turtle boy. He was dating a dangerous woman. "I pity you." He spat as he turned on his heel and walked off, slamming a door behind him as he went. That used to be his girl…who fallen for another. 'Damn it all does this ever end?' He thought as he stomped down the hallway.
Andrew sighed, "He'll be back." He murmured and then he looked over at Raph, "So, how long have you been awake, Rae?"