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"Donnie, we need your help," Leo said, as he comes running into the room.

"What's up Leo?" Donnie asked, yawing as he walks up to his older brother.

"It's Mikey, he won't stop. He won't stop training."

Donatello stood there in shock – he can't believe what he had just heard. Before it used to be Leo always complaining that Mikey never did enough training as his older brother feared it would be the youngest downfall.

But yet again, everything Donnie's knows about his family is being tested and thrown against him.

"H-he won't stop t-training?" Donatello can't help, but stutter at the new information he was given. Leo nods and quickly rushes out, Donatello follows.

Kanta.

Failed.

Again!

Failed.

Again!

Failed.

Michelangelo sighs in rage as his legs give in, he didn't care much about Raph trying to stop him or Leo's worried voice. They were distracting him and what he had worked to do. Just for once can't they listen to him? What was the point in being a leader, if nobody took you seriously enough?

It was why he grew up in the first place, why he left his movies, his video games, his comic's books. He did it, hoping his brothers would respect him enough to take an order. But no. Once again, they didn't listen to him – just like all the times before hand.

He had hoped that after Leo's coma, his brothers would show more respect, but once again he was proven wrong and now every scar on his brother's body was blamed on him. Every cut, every bruise and every close call was way down on him, he was the leader.

He might have been their little brother, but he gave up on that, years ago and now he was the leader.

It was his job to guide them through a mission, his job to get them out alive and unharmed, his job to make sure the goal of the mission was completed. However, the nightmares of failed or close calls were still haunting him and the death of his father was something that would never leave his mind.

But what would stay as a reminder, was Leo's still form – breathing, but still. His older brother was in a coma and all because he tried to save them from the kraang, it was meant to be his job, his job to save them. Not Leo, not any of his brothers and yet the image won't leave him alone.

Kanta.

He pushes himself, he can sense Donnie had enter the room however, that didn't matter to him. He had to get it right, no fails, and no next times. He had to get it right this time. However the coma version of his older brother is still in front of him.

Why isn't it gone? His mind complains.

Failed.

He breathes heavily as he drops to the ground once more.

"Mikey stop."

Not now Donnie.

He smiles to himself at the thought, he remembers his brother's always saying that to him. Telling him to get out, telling him to leave and now it's his turn. He didn't care if his voice didn't seem to work this time, his only hope was for his older brother's to take the hint, to leave.

Kanta.

Failed.

Leo's still form in front of him, his heart panics and his mind races, he feels a hand on his arm and he shakes it off. Not caring who it was, he had work to do and he needed to do it.

Kanta.

Failed.

Tears are now starting to fall, but he pushes himself, but he continues.

Why are you hunting me? He asked in such a childish voice, that he remembers back before he was a leader.

Leave me alone.

The image didn't move and he gives up, he falls to his knees and he screams in horror.

I'm sorry. His mind begs and he feels arms around him. I just want to be your baby brother, can I please be you're baby brother again?

"Mikey, Mikey what's wrong?" Donnie panic's voice is heard.

Mikey's baby blues are looking up at his brother, tears freely falling. Raphael is the one who takes Michelangelo into his arms and allows his brother to cry, Leo sits down beside them, trying his best not to break down.

Donatello jaw drops, too overwhelmed with emotions his mind tries to process.

"I'm sorry," Mikey pleads. "I just want to be your little brother again. Why don't you want me to be you're little brother again?"

Donnie drops to his knees, jaw still opens and he hugs both of his brothers and now it's his turn to break.

Silence.

Donatello hated silence, it would only remind him of his brother death and he hated it. So he finds himself humming to his baby brother. Sitting next to him near Mikey's beside, Leo and Raph had both joined in and waited for their brother to wake up.

Donnie lays his head onto Mikey bed. He remembers his hot headed brother never used to leave the room after his brother death - and he now understands why. It was the only thing that could remind him of a simpler time, where his Mikey was alive and his Leo didn't go stop talking. However for some odd reason Donnie can't help but hate this room.

He hated it, it was so clean, no empty pizza boxes, no paper or comics books on the ground. Instead it was all clean and everything Mikey owned was placed neatly on the book self. He can tell that it's been a while, since any of the stuff was used – dust covered most of it.

"Ahhh!" Raph screams, Mikey whimpers in his sleep, but soon clams down.

"Raph," Leo waned.

"Shut up Leo!" Leo finches.

"Raph, Mikey," Leo tries again.

"He's the problem. What the shell was that all about? Why the shell did our brother have a meltdown?"

Nobody answers and Donnie goes back to humming to his little brother.

"And why the shell did h-he ask to be our baby brother again?" Raph volume changes, his features soften and his eyes turn back to the sleeping Mikey.

"Don't know, but he did. He needs us," Leo says, laying his head down gently onto the bed.

"I want my baby brother back," Donnie says, causing both older brothers to glace over.

"Don," Raph mumbles. "Don't start the water works."

"I'm not crying," he replies.

"No, but ya look like it," Raph points out, Donnie frowns and stares.

"Can you blame me? Can you blame me for wanting to cry? My only little brother just had a breakdown. He had just screamed out in horror asking to be our baby brother again. Asking a question that shouldn't even be a question and you blame me for crying!?"

Donnie gasps at the last part, covering his mouth with his hands. He didn't/hadn't meant to yell, he didn't mean to snap, and he mumbles and cries. Leo takes him into a hug. Finally, all of his emotions come crashing down on him as well.

"Everything well be fine Dee," Mikey mumbles in his sleep and this doesn't help Donnie's tears.

"Donnie," Leo said. "I know it's hard, but we can do this."

Ding.

Leo blinks at the sound of his T-phone going off, taking it out from his belt he turns it on and sighs at the message.

"Guys, you know we forgot something."

"About what?" Raph mumbles.

"We forgot to tell April and Casey about Mikey."

"Someone better tell them, do you think we should tell them about what happened to Mikey in the dojo?" Raph asks.

"I'll think about it, Donnie you want to come along?" Donnie eyes drift towards his brothers before returning to Mikey. "You need a break Donnie, let Raph take care of him. You didn't leave his side during his coma and I don't want you to do it again."

More guilt floods over the purple masked turtle, he wonders about the Donatello he replaced. How is he coping? Surely not very well.

"Come on Donnie," Leo says, as he stands and walks towards the door.

Donnie stays for a moment, as his mind is debating over the topic he rubs a hand on his brothers forehead as a small whimper escapes. He sighs, before he stands up walking over towards his older brother, no words are exchanged as they both leave the room.

Once there gone Raph talks to his sleeping baby brother.

"Ya hear that Mikey? Donnie didn't want to leave you alone but he managed to do so. I don't know what's wrong with ya and I don't know what that episode was in the dojo. But, I'm here for you Mikey, I know we may have drifted apart over time, when you became leader. But, I'm still here for you as a big brother and you're still my little brother."

He frowns as he sees Mikey facial expression tense. He gently places a hand over Mikey forehead.

"Remember when we were little and you used to come into my room, whenever you had a nightmare. I asked you, 'why would you want to talk to me' and you would always say because I was scarier than the nightmares. I miss that, I miss that Mikey. It's been so long since you came to any of others about you're problems."

"Didn't, want to bother you." Raph blinks at the small voice.

A small smile flashes on the hot head as his brother's eyes look straight ahead.

"Mikey ya never bothered us. Sure, you used to be annoying all the time, but that's what little brothers do and we miss our little brother. We know, we haven't been good to ya, since Master Splinter had to give you the title. Ya might be a leader, but Mikey that doesn't mean you're not our brother."

Mikey wipes away tears from his eyes and takes his brother into a hug, crying silently into his older brother's shoulder.

"I'm sorry," Mikey mutters.

"Na bro, were sorry. Love you little brother."

"Love you too Raphie."

Raph smiles at the old childhood nickname and it was enough to reassure him that everything was going to be fine.

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Reviews: BubblyShell22: Mikey might be able to walk again, but sadly he's got a long way to go. Thanks for your review.

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