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Chapter Seventeen; All's Well

Raph felt more and more uncomfortable as the motorcycle wove through traffic heading through some of the better lit and more upper class regions of the city. He kept reminding himself that the only thing anyone could see was a soldier and Nightwatcher on a bike, but years of hiding in the shadows were hard to overcome.

Finally the soldier pulled the motorcycle into an alley and waited for Nightwatcher to get off before he did. Raph watched as the soldier propped up the bike, then covered it with an old tarp. Once the bike was well hidden the soldier took of the helmet, giving Raph one of the biggest shocks of his life.

"K?"

The soldier turned to look at him curiously. "Yeah? Why so sho-" K was suddenly cut off when she found herself pulled into Raph's arms and had the breath squeezed out of her lungs. For a moment she was unable to make any sound but after a couple seconds she squirmed and grunted in pain.

Raph finally let her go and quickly pulled off his helmet to get a better look at her. "K! Yer alright! But I thought- The warehouse fire-…Mikey?"

K stared at him curiously for a moment before understanding dawned and her eyes shot open, "You mean you thought we were- No! No. Mikey is okay! He is up in my hotel now either sleeping or eating his way through my paycheck! He is okay, I am okay! Nothing too serious!"

Raph was in shock, the force of the emotions running through his body left him unable to decide what to do. He stumbled back, then took a step forward before suddenly turning and looking intently at the building behind him and then turning back to K. She finally grabbed his arms. "Brooklyn, chill. I will take you up to my room, you can see him and I can get you a new helmet. I will explain everything on the way." Raph nodded numbly and took a step before collapsing under the weight of his own emotions.

He had spent the previous day and all of this night convinced his brother and friend were dead, and he had blamed himself. Now he found that they were not only alive, but well, the shift of emotions was simply too much to deal with.

"Hey, it is alright. Calm down." K's voice was soothing as she knelt beside him. She cautiously put an arm over his shoulders and waited until he had collected himself enough to stand.

"What happened?" Raph's voice was as soft as it ever was, "How did you…?"

K led him to the fire escape and jumped to grab the ladder and pull it down. "I found the explosives before they detonated. I managed to wake Mikey and had to half drag him to the door. The door had to be kicked open and, in hindsight, that was probably what set off the explosion…

...

The heat and force of the explosion shoved both K and Mikey across the alley. K groaned and sat up, unaware of whether or not she'd blacked out after hitting the wall. She turned to check on Michelangelo. His Turtle Titan cape had caught fire and K jumped forward and beat out the flames. No sooner had she put out the last of the embers than Mikey groaned and started to move.

K sighed in relief before glancing towards the warehouse, which was already giving off enough heat to slowly cook her skin. Billows of black, gas and chemical laden smoke poured out of every opening in the building. It was only a matter of time before the police and fire department were called, even in this neighborhood somebody would get around to it.

She turned back to the turtle in her care. He was trying to push himself up some, but the injury in his shoulder made that difficult. K knew that she had to get him somewhere to treat his injuries again but she really didn't think she could carry him the distance to her hotel and she definitely couldn't leave him here much longer, the heat from the warehouse fire was turning the alley into an oven. "Come on big guy, time to move!" K reached across Mikey's shell and rolled him over onto his carapace. He whimpered in pain but there really wasn't much K could do about that.

"I will not lie to you, this is really going to hurt." K told him as she stood up and stepped over beside him, "And I am very sorry for that." With that K reached down, grabbed his good arm an heaved. It was difficult to harden her heart against the cry of pain as she lifted the turtle up and eventually onto her shoulders in a fireman carry, but she did so.

After stumbling a step or two under the turtle's weight K managed to get moving at a reasonable pace. "Come on, if you wake up I might teach you how to hotwire a car." She grunted.

...

"So you stole a car and drove him here?" Raph confirmed.

K shrugged, "I put it back when I was done." She mumbled. The hard part had been getting the groggy turtle up to the right floor of the hotel. After settling Mikey in and rubbing aloe into her lightly burned skin K had spent several hours trying to contact Nightwatcher through the mike in his helmet with no results.

Mikey had woken up with a ravenous appetite and after eating more than K had ever seen an individual -including Raph- eat he had fallen asleep again. After that K had decided to grab her personal motorcycle- the one she had kept in the hotel parking lot- and gone looking for Raph herself. It had never occurred to her until after he'd recognized her that he might have thought they were seriously injured, much less dead!

As soon as she unlocked the door to her hotel room Raph rushed inside and half ran to the side of the bed. Under the fancy hotel blanket his brother slept peacefully; Mikey even had a slight smile on his face. Carefully Raph sat on the edge of the bed, watching his brother sleep and proving to himself that everything really was fine.

After closing and locking the door K put up the pretense of examining the damage to the helmet. Instead she was silently watched the scene before her with a small and well hidden smile.

Lookie! They're okay! But the story is nowhere near done!

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