(lisafrank1234576- yes it is kinda crazy about clones being able to reproduce. It's cause they are just a genetic copy. Like an identical twin. super cool. In answer to how sperm harvesting and invetro is done, at least in the case of this story and yes in much livestock and endangered species breeding programs I decided to answer you here. You see Raph is my absolute favorite and I just can't bring myself to abuse him in such a way for the whole world to read. So I give you the less personalized version…I guess.

There are a couple of different ways of sperm collection is done but the one used here, and is widely used else wear, alongside manual stimulation, is called Elctroejaculation. An electric probe is inserted into the rectum adjacent to the prostate gland. The probe delivers an AC voltage, usually 12-24 volts. This stimulates nearby nerves, resulting in contraction of the pelvic muscles and ejaculation. It is usually used in large mammals such as bull and elephants however it has also been successfully used in some turtle species though it had to be coupled with manual stimulation. Why they don't just use a vibrating bullet? I don't know.

Eggs are retrieved through transvaginal ultrasound aspiration. Using a tube attached to an ultrasound probe, a doctor guides a suctioning needle into each ovary and removes mature ovum from the follicles. Pretty strait forward really and not too invasive unless you don't want someone up in your lady bits with a suctioning needle. In that case I think it would be pretty traumatic. Poor Arayah and Raph. )

Chapter 13

"Tracking"

Leonardo, Michelangelo, and Casey sat or stood in general group on the roof of Casey's apartment building. None of them spoke as they waited for someone to come up with another idea of where Raphael might be. It had been days of fruitless searching, and things were well beyond feeling hopeless.

None of them were willing to give up the search, however. Even if all they end up finding is their brother's body, then so be it. He would be laid to rest properly not left to be dismembered and soaked in formaldehyde in one of Bishop's labs.

Leo frowned at the thought as he looked over at his other, unusually melancholy brother.

Mikey kicked at a couple of stones absently. "We have looked everywhere."

"We've looked everywhere in Manhattan… or at least it seems like it." Casey corrected "Maybe it's time to cross the bridge."

Leo nodded his agreement. "Mind if we take your truck?"

"Sure." Casey answered. "One of you will have to ride in the back though."

Leo nodded. "I will."

Without a lot of pep in their step the small group made their way to street level.

Back in the layer Donatello sat in front of a computer screen running another scan and hoping Raph's tracker signal would show up.

Splinter came into the room and sat a cup of coffee down for his son then sipped on his own cup of tea.

"Thanks Sensei." Don gave splinter a halfhearted smile before taking a sip of the brew. Don wanted to be top side searching with the others. He could use the computer in the van but Leo had insisted that Don's leg hadn't healed enough and had him stay below. As much as Don was disappointed by this he couldn't really argue. They didn't know that kind of condition Raph would be in if and when they found him and they didn't need Donnie slowing them down.

He watched as Leo and Mikey's blips moved across the computer's GPS map. "Looks like they decided to take a car. Probably headed to Brooklyn. Raph's been known to hide out there."

"How can you tell?" Splinter asked curiously.

"Well, you see how quickly the blips are moving and how they are moving along the street lines on the map." Don explained. "That kind of movement means they're in a vehicle."

Splinter nodded and walked over to another screen that showed another section of New York. After watching the screen for a long moment as he sipped his tea, a little red blip suddenly appeared on the upper corner of the screen. "Is this one moving in a manner suggesting it is in a vehicle, Donatello?"

Don looked up at the two that were now crossing the bridge to the mainland. "Umm well unless Mikey fell out of the vehicle I would assume…"

"This one Donatello." Splinter pointed to the blip that was moving down the streets of New York in the north side of the Bronx.

Don rolled his chair so that he could view the screen properly; his eyes went wide when he saw the red blip. "Splinter, that's Raph!" he exclaimed as he pulled out his cell phone and called Leo.

Leo was lying on his back rocking on his carapace in the back of Casey's truck watching the trusses of the bridge as they passed by. He was thinking, as people often do in these situations, about Raph. He was actually missing his brother's surly attitude.

His phone buzzed to life and Leo pulled it from his pocket and answered. "What's up, Don?"

"I found him!" Don exclaimed into the phone. "Well, actually splinter did."

Leo about sat up, but reminded himself he of his surroundings before he did. "Should I have Casey turn around? Where do we go?"

"Ya. Head up toward the Bronx I'll send you his GPS signal. And Leo, he's in a vehicle. He very well might not be alone." Don warned

"Understood." Leo hung up with Don and called Mikey who was sitting in the cab chatting it up with Casey.

Mikey answered.

"Don's sending a GPS link follow it."

Within seconds the truck was spun around and was dodging cars on its way back across the Brooklyn Bridge.

By the time they had reached the Bronx the blip on the screen had made it two blocks from the Hudson.

"Turn here, turn here." Mike pointed to the left.

Casey turned the car.

"There there, that's it, that's the car!" Mikey shouted as he pointed at an unmarked box truck up ahead.

Seeing Mikey's excitement Leo could guess what was going so he tapped on the glass and signaled for Casey to follow the truck.

He must have miss understood however, because he pushed the gas pedal to the floor, sending Leo sliding backwards into the tailgate. He took a moment to right himself glair at the back of Casey's head then run up the bed of the truck, over the cab and onto the hood.

Casey rammed the truck bumper into the bumper of the box truck. Leo leapt to the box truck and pulled himself to the roof.

The driver of the box truck looked in his side view mirror wearing an unimpressed expression.

Casey and Mikey waved at the driver.

The driver raised an eye brow, then ducked as his side window shattered under the hilt of Leo's katana.

Leo then reached in and grabbed the man by the front of his shirt and yanked him out of the cab of the box truck throwing him to role to a stop on the pavement.

The passenger of the box truck pulled out his gun while simultaneously reaching for the steering wheel.

Leo grabbed the side view mirror and swung himself out backwards as he dodged the first bullet that was fired. Then yanked the door open and swung himself into the cab bringing his feet up to connect with the passenger's face. Then got himself situated in the driver's seat.

The passenger groaned as he cleared the fog from his head, Then looked out the window at Mikey's smiling face.

Mikey waved, opened the door, and yanked the man out of the vehicle letting him sail out onto the side walk.

Sliding into the seat Mike smiled at Leo. "That was easier than I thought it would be."

"Ya." Leo agreed. "Let's get somewhere where we can get him out safely. I have no doubt that this thing is low jacked."

Followed closely by Casey Leo moved the box truck out behind an empty factory building near the river before shutting the vehicle down and climbing out.

Casey was already opening the back of the box truck before Leo and Mikey had made it around.

A large mettle crate was strapped down with in the box truck, and it was silent. The crate didn't rock with struggling no slew of cuss words or threats filled the space of the truck.

Leo gave Casey and Mike a worried look then climbed into the truck. Taking a deep breath he approached the crate and inspected the coded lock. With a sigh he slipped his sword between the cracks and pushed. He hated abusing his swords like this but as they didn't have Don with them to break the code he had to use what he could.

With a pop the lock gave and Raph came out like a cannon ball nocking Leo to his carapace with all his might. After pinning Leo under him in a full mount pulled his fist back and froze, the scowl on his face slipping into surprise. "Leo?"

"If your gunna hit me every time I save you…" Leo was cut short Raph hugged him Then suddenly dropped him and clambered out of the back of the vehicle pushing past Casey and Mikey.

"You're welcome." Mike called after Raphael as he rounded the back of the truck.

Leo jumped out of the back and followed Casey and mike as they followed Raph who now stood just staring into the cab of the box truck.

"You ok? What'd they do?" Casey asked.

Raph turned to look at Casey his jaw clenching and releasing as he wrestled with the worries that tumbled through his head. "She's not here."

The other three gave each other worried looks.

"Raph, we'll find her." Leo attempted to comfort his brother.

Shaking his head Raph tried to swallow down the guilt that rose up like bile from the very depth of his stomach. "How?" His voice breaking as he asked.

Leo had no idea. They had found Raph due to luck and a tracker. Arayah didn't have a tracker. "We'll call Don. Maybe he has an idea."

Leo dialed the number.

"Did you find him?" Don asked upon answering the phone.

"Ya. Can you find out where the truck has been?"

"Bring me the GPS."

*scene change*

Arayah struggled as two large men in black suits dragged her into the lab. She was dizzy from some drug they had stuck her with, due to her lack of cooperation and the delicacy of the procedure to be performed, and she hurt. Her hand, where her finger had been removed, still ached and her belly was still uncomfortable and sore from the harvest of ovum (eggs) from her ovaries.

Still she tried to get her feet under herself. Though they only wobbled and gave way under her. Her head swayed side to side as she tried to get the room to stop spinning.

She was brought to a stop in front of that monster Bishop. She tried to glair at him…or at least what she was pretty sure was him. She couldn't be sure since she was seeing multiples.

"Where is Raph?" She tried to ask, but the words just came out a jumble mess of syllables.

Bishop smirked as he reached forward and grabbed hold of her hair so he could tip her head back. "Not feeling too well are we?"

She responded by vomiting the bland meal she had been given onto his shoes.

"Hmm." Bishop grimaced as he took a step back shaking the vomit from his shoes as he did. "Put her on the table."

The world spun as Arayah was, not so gently, lifted and placed on the table. Her arms and legs were then clasped into tight restraints. The medical gown she had been made to wear was then lifted. She didn't want to give in to the tears that stung her eyes at their unwelcome intuition, or her humiliation at the way Bishop over saw the procedure treating her as no more than a lab rat. But they trailed down her cheeks anyways.

She had decided he wasn't human, despite his appearance. How could he be? How could any of them be, and willingly say nothing as she was abused in this way? Raphael was a turtle and he was more human than these monsters that treated her so coldly.

Longing for an escape she closed her eyes. Imagined she was sitting on her bed, beer in hand, listening to his deep chuckle at something that happened on the T.V.. Something they had done so many times in the couple months past. She didn't realize the significance or why she chose Raph as her escape from this horrid bleached down place. She just knew he made her feel safe, and that was all she wanted to be right now.

When the procedure was finished she was lifted and taken back to the stark white room she had been placed in and left to her own misery. Unable to stand she sat on the floor and brought her knees to her chest. Closing her eyes and forcing her tears to stop flowing she used her dizzy feeling to put her mind on her motorcycle racing through the darkened city, Raphael popping wheelies and other wise showing off in front of her. Alone in the brightness of that room she shoved down her fear, anger, and hurt and embraced the warmth and feeling of freedom that filled her at the thought of him.