Hello, again! I'm sorry this took a little bit longer than usual to update. I had to go somewhere all day today. But hopefully I haven't posted it too late! You all must know what this chapter is going to be about, because you're so smart! Read on!

Mikey's heart skipped a beat and he stopped breathing.

Leo was right in front of him, lying on the floor.

So, he sat there on the ground, too shocked to say anything.

Leo was here with the Shredder the whole time!? How did they not realize this? They had no idea where he's been all of this time...'he could be dead for all we know' as Mikey re-played Raph's comment again.

Leo. He thought he'd never see him again. He thought his worst nightmare had become a reality.

But, thankfully, it didn't. Leo was here and, and he will fix everything.

They will break out of whatever they're in, and return to their lair, in which they would reunite with their family. They would go back home and fix everything. Leo was going to get them out of here. He knew it.

Haha, Raph! Leo isn't dead. He's right here...but, he could be dead, couldn't he?

Mikey never checked to see if he was breathing...and he didn't want to, for he was too scared that his answer might be wrong.

Then Mikey noticed a deep gash on his eldest brother's head...and it was bloody.

Blood.

Mikey hated blood. He hated everything that had to do with blood. He just, he just hated it. It was one of his darkest fears...

He felt so scared and so uncomfortable around the thick, red liquid that he backed away from it.

But he still didn't know if Leo was alive or not. He had to find out, even if he had to get close to his worst fear.

So when mikey re-gained his courage, he stood back up, walked over to leo, and knelt down at his side. At least he found out that his head wasn't bleeding anymore. It was just dried blood, which was a complete relief to Mikey.

"L- Leo?" Mikey whimpered.

No answer.

Okay, this is bad. Leo wasn't answering. He either must be unconscious or, or...he didn't want to think about it.

So, he took Leo's hand into his own, and felt around his wrist until he found the vein he was looking for. Then, he waited. He waited for the feeling of his brother's pulse to spread through his wrist. He waited for his brother's heartbeat, his brother's only sign of life.

But...but it never came.

"No, no, no! Leo...come back to me, bro!"

But still there was no answer and still no pulse.

Mikey started to panick and threw his head back to keep the tears from rolling down his face.

"Leo- Leo please. Don't do this to me, bro! Please...please come back to me."

Still, nothing happened.

Alright, alright. It's okay. He's probably just, just...he didn't know what his older brother was...except for dead.

No, no. He couldn't think that. Not now. Not when he's here...

"What, what would Donnie do?" Mikey asked himself as he paced around the cell. "What would Donnie do? Well, I don't know what he would do...I should have paid more attention to him when- when we were hurt..."

Mikey felt hopeless, but he kept trying to think of what he could do to help Leo. He was not going to give up. Not now, at least.

Mikey was a determined turtle, and of course he wouldn't give in. Leo needed him...he needed Mikey to save him.

He tried to rack his brain around a way to help Leo, an idea, a thought, or something that would be useful. He tried with all of his might to think of something, but he couldn't...he just couldn't.

Mikey was just too young to understand how to treat the wounded or save the dying...and by this point, he didn't know if Leo was dying anymore.

He couldn't do anything. He was just a stupid, useless turtle who didn't know any better.

All he did was play jokes and acted like a little kid all of the time.

And when one of his brothers is hurt, he just sits there on the side-lines and lets his older brothers do the work.

He was immature and always...always fails. He fails his father, his brothers, and most importantly...himself.

He can't and won't ever come even close to the skill and intelligence of his other brothers. He can't do anything...what's the point of it? What's the point of him?

Leo was dead. And he couldn't do anything about it.

Then Mikey just lost it and broke down crying into his hands.

"I'm sorry Leo...I'm- I'm so sorry..." Mikey said between sobs. "I- I never meant f- for this to happen to you...I love you, bro. I always have and- and always will..."

Then he couldn't take it anymore. He fell onto his brother and continued to cry.

This was the worst day of poor Mikey's life. Nothing could make it better. Why? Why did this have to happen to them? Why, why Leo?...

Mikey wished he was taken. He wished that he went out on patrol that night, and it was him.

He wished he was dead, instead of Leo.

"I- I wish you were h- here, bro," Mikey sobbed. "Please, co- come back to me...come b- back to me..."

"Leo...W- we need you...I need you, b- bro...Come back, p- please..."

Then something strange happened, and Mikey stopped crying. He hopped off of Leo and looked down.

He looked down to see that his chest...his chest was moving.

Leonardo was...alive.

I had, I just had to make him live. There was no choice but to make him live because I believe that you all would kill me if I made him die LOL. But, I felt so bad for Mikey in this one. I wanted to make him that way, though, because it just felt right in this situation. I hoped you all liked it, and I'll update ASAP. Thanks for reading, and I hope you read more!