A/N: Back again everyone!

This is an AU as well, one where Apriltello is cannon and they get married! I was smiling all the while when writing this, so I hope you like it too!

I OWN NOTHING!

Enjoy!

Bliss

For what felt like the thousandth time that evening, Donatello looked up and checked the clock on the wall, and sighed when he discovered that it had only been five minutes since he'd last checked the time. Shaking his head, he paced the floor of the apartment back and forth, his three fingered hands clasped nervously behind his back as he stared down at the white carpeted floor. He knew that April would undoubtedly kill him if she came home to find that he'd created a groove in the floor from his pacing, but that was the last thing on his currently reeling mind.

The twenty-eight year old mutant ninja blew out a breath. He was just so nervous, though he knew he had no reason to be…other than the fact that in a few minutes, he was going to earn a new title that he would carry for the rest of his life. He and April both were going to have a new title to uphold, a title that neither of them had ever thought they would have the pleasure of earning in this lifetime…

The last few years seemed to have flown by right before his very eyes. The defeat of the Shredder and the Kraang at long last…him and April finally becoming a couple in their late teens…his father marrying him and April at the age of twenty-one, binding them both together forever…the two of them moving into their own apartment, somewhere high enough that Donnie would never have to fear of anyone seeing him…simply living their lives together as any normal husband and wife…it had all seemed like a dream to him, even after seven years of married life with the love of his life. Not that he would want to wake up from this particular dream of course, but even so, it felt too surreal.

All their lives, he and his brothers had always thought that they would never find love, not like this. And then April had come along, and changed everything they had ever believed. And he and his family couldn't be happier with that change.

Still, Donnie had an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach as his brows furrowed.

They had talked about it for weeks prior to this day. April had filed all the paperwork and had been through countless interviews. They had their apartment inspected (with Donnie being elsewhere with his brothers at the time of course) by members of the agency. They had gone through and completed all the necessary procedures…so why was he still so anxious?

What if they weren't ready for their new titles? They were barely in their thirties for goodness sakes! What if they weren't good enough? What if –?

Donnie finally stopped his pacing as he sighed again, bringing up a hand to massage his temples as he sat down on the couch. He needed to stop his foolishness. They were going to be fine. Everything was going to be fine. Like Splinter once said to Michelangelo, "Be still and calm…"

There was a knock at the front door. Donnie practically leapt out of the couch with a squawk of alarm, his hand instinctively reaching back for his Bo staff even though it wasn't there. He remained still and silent as he waited…

"Tadaima!" came a familiar sweet voice from behind the door.

Donnie relaxed, a sigh of relief escaping his lips as he smiled. "O kaeri!" he replied as he walked towards the door, his hand grasping the handle tight.

This was it. It was finally time.

Letting out a final breath, Donnie unlocked the door and opened it wide, grinning down at the smaller frame of his beautiful wife as she beamed up at him excitedly. His mahogany gaze then wandered down to the large portable car seat that she held in her arm, and his smile grew wider with anticipation.

After sharing a quick greeting kiss, he allowed her to step through into the apartment before he shut and locked the door behind him. "How'd it go?" he asked her as he followed her into the living room, where she set the car seat onto the leather couch.

The red head was practically bouncing on her toes as her freckled smile stretched across her face. "It went perfectly, hon!" she squeaked, jumping up to wrap her arms around his neck. "I filed everything out, and I was in and out of there in seconds! The only thing that kept me back was the traffic, otherwise I would've gotten home sooner."

Once she finally released him, April took a step back as she gestured the care seat with a tilt of her head. "Go on!" she urged in a loud, exited whisper. "Take a look!"

Biting his lip as he nodded, Donnie approached the car seat, and with great care, he slowly took off the yellow blanket covering its passengers' features.

What he saw took his breath away.

Blinking rapidly in the new light of the apartment, the little baby girl opened her wide blue eyes and stared directly into the eyes of the mutant turtle hovering over her. As he gazed down at her pinkish skin, her tiny fists clutching the blanket as she sucked on her pacifier, her tangled mess of dark ginger hair that suck out from underneath her little hat, Donnie couldn't restrain the half sob that escaped him as he covered his mouth with a trembling hand.

He'd seen pictures that the orphanage had sent them of her before, but they were nothing compared to what he saw before him now. She was gorgeous. She was perfect.

She was his.

His eyes watering, he turned to April, who was standing merely inches away with tears streaming down her smiling face. "…April," he breathed as he turned back to the curious baby girl. "…she's…she's absolutely…"

"Perfect?" April finished for him, using the sleeve of her baggy, yellow knitted jumper to wipe away her tears as she sniffed. Grinning, Donnie nodded, moving out of the way as she walked over to the car seat and unstrapped the baby, carefully picking her up and holding the warmly wrapped up bundle in her arms as she gently bounced her.

Donnie moved to stand next to her, gazing down at the baby in April's arms as the little one darted her eyes left and right to stare at each of them. Giggling, April wiggled a finger in front of her face, which after a few moments of staring at it, the baby reached out with a tiny hand and grasped it with all her strength. April let out a breathless laugh at just how strong her grip was, before looking up at her husband. "Do you want to hold her?"

Startled out of his thoughts as he stared down at the baby, Donnie's eyes went wide as they focused on April at her sudden question. "W-what? M-me?" he stuttered. "But…but what if I drop her? What if -?"

April shook her head, cutting him off as she held the infant out to him. "It's okay, Donnie," she assured softly. "She's a baby, not a china doll. You won't break her."

Gulping, he hesitantly reached out and took the child from April and held her securely in the crook of his arm, supporting her head just as he'd practiced with April's old baby dolls prior to this as he sat down on the couch, and April followed suit.

She was so tiny…her entire head could fit in the palm of his hand…

She continued to stare up at him, her blue eyes blinking curiously as he smiled down at her. "…hey there, little girl," he cooed, hovering a single green finger in front of her face as he gently touched her cheek. "…you're probably wondering what on earth I am, but the truth is…I'm gonna be your new daddy. Is that okay?"

The baby was silent for a moment, before the pacifier dropped from her mouth, and the biggest toothless grin that either of them had ever seen spread across her face as her tiny hands reached up to Donnie, her fists clenching and unclenching as she giggled and flapped her arms about.

April and Donnie shared another breathless laugh at her display, before Donnie carefully lifted her up so that she was eye level with him. And as soon as her nose bumped softly against his, she squeaked in delight as she nuzzled him and slapped her hands against his cheeks. As he laughed, a single tear slipped down his cheek as he held the little girl close…his little girl.

And in that moment, all of Donnie's worries and fears vanished, replaced with pure bliss as he and his wife and new baby daughter sat there on the couch together. April was going to be the perfect mother.

And Donatello was certain that he would be the perfect father.

A/N: Can you see my tears?! Ahh, let me die here! I hope you liked it, and more are on the way!