Even though her nightmares had all but stopped, Donatello still came to her bed every night and cradled her in his arms. Hope believed that the reason the nightmares had stopped was because he was staying with her. She knew it meant nothing to him, but to her it was the best part of her day.
One afternoon Hope received a phone call from her brother. The news shattered her and she sat down on the ground. Raphael noticed her first, her tears visible from behind her hands.
"Hope, what's happened?" He asked.
"That was my brother, Haden. My Dad is in hospital. He's had a heart attack. I need to go back."
She went into autopilot, booking her flight back to Scotland the next day, packing her things.
That night, she numbly got into bed. She looked up and saw Donatello at her door. She stifled a sob and put her hand out to him. He closed the door behind him and crept over to her bed. He sat on the edge and looked at her with a weak smile on his face.
"Hope… Your nightmares. They stopped a week ago. Why am I still coming here every night?"
"I- well- uh-" Hope stuttered. An excuse? Say something!
"I know you're upset about your Dad, but once you get back, I'm staying in my own bed." He said regretfully.
She nodded.
"It's just…" She blurted. "Never mind. Look just go, you don't need to stay here tonight. I'll see you in the morning."
Donatello bowed his head to her and quietly left the room. What was she thinking? Of course he didn't want to stay with her.
In the morning she took her bags to the lounge and smiled at the four mutant turtles before her. One by one they stood forward and hugged her goodbye. She'd really miss her boys, after all, she had no idea how long she'd be gone. When Donatello reached her, he gave her a lopsided smile and awkwardly put his hand on her shoulder. If the others noticed the icy atmosphere between them, they didn't say anything. Hope picked up her bags and left the sewer.