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Communication

Leo closed the door behind him with a sigh.

"I guess you weren't able to get anything out of him again?"

Leo looked up at Raph, Mikey, and Master Splinter. He shook his head sadly.

"I don't understand why he'd do that."

"I'm just glad you were there to stop him Leonardo."

Leo sighed again and massaged between his eyes with his fingers.

"If you're tired I'll keep Donnie company while you-"

"He won't let you in remember?" Raph cut Mikey off. "You tried already…repeatedly. It won't work, he only let's Leo in."

"Sometimes," Leo added. "He lets me in sometimes."

Mikey pouted, but didn't offer again. Leo smiled slightly.

"Thanks for offering Mikey. Under other circumstances I'd probably take you up on it, but this doesn't allow that."

Mikey smiled back and nodded.

"Sensei, could I talk to you? Alone?"

Splinter nodded and dismissed Raph and Mikey. Leo followed him to the dojo and they sat down facing each other.

"What is it you wanted to talk about Leonardo?"

"It's about Donnie. Why he tried to commit suicide."

"I figured so."

"Well, um, sometimes Donnie talks in his sleep."

"Really? And what is it that he talks about?"

"Well, it's mostly like he's pleading someone to stop. It starts off quiet, then it gets louder and more desperate. Finally either he wakes up or I'll wake him up and he'll start crying."

Splinter stayed silent as he processed Leo's words.

"Does he ever mention a name? Whoever he's asking to stop?"

"Yeah, his own."

"…This is serious."

"How so?"

"Well, either something happened that made Donatello want to take his own life, or the attempt was not of his own will."

"Well, he wasn't in his lab or in his room the night he tried…"

Splinter nodded.

"Something may be forcing him to do things he does not want to do."

"But who? And what do they want? What could they have possibly made Donnie do that he would have tried to kill himself?"

Splinter shook his head.

"These things I do not know, but they need to be found out. If Donatello truly is being controlled, and this is the effect it has had on him thus far, this is a much more serious situation than it may seem."

"More serious than Donnie committing suicide?"

"Leonardo, he may have been merely trying to prevent something much worse."

With that that Splinter stood and disappeared into his room, leaving Leo to let those words sink in.

Leo bit his lip and left the dojo, making his way back to Donnie's room. He lightly rapped on the door before opening it and slipping in.

"…Leo?"

"That's me."

Donnie eased out of his shell and sat up on the bed, staring at Leo intently.

"Call April."

"April?"

Donnie nodded. Leo wondered why he requested this, but he didn't question him.

He took out his T-phone and dialed April's number.

Donnie almost seemed to be holding his breath as the phone rang. After what seemed like an eternity someone picked up.

"Hello?"

The voice was almost a whisper, but it was definitely April. Donnie had the happiest look on his face since three weeks ago. That's how long it had been since his suicide attempt. That's how long it had been since the last time he didn't look totally depressed.

"Hi April."

"Hi Leo, what's up?"

"Donnie wants to talk to-"

Donnie tensed and shook his head violently.

"Uh, I mean…um…"

"Donnie's with you?"

"Uh…"

"Can I talk to him?"

"I-"

"Please Leo, I need to talk to him."

"I-I don't"

"Leo."

'Why do people keep pleading me for stuff?' Leo thought to himself.

He walked up to Donnie and shoved the phone in his hand. Donnie shook his head again and tried to give it back. Leo stepped back.

'Talk to her.' He mouthed.

Donnie looked from Leo to the phone frantically. Finally he put the phone to his ear.

"April?" He whispered.

"Donnie? It's you right?"

"Yeah…"

"Thank goodness. Donnie I need to talk to you. It's about the night three weeks ago. Remember?"

Donnie's face darkened.

"Yeah…"

"My dad is overreacting. It's not that bad. I figured you'd be worried too. I am alright. Okay? Nothing fatal was hit."

Donnie nodded slowly, seeming only slightly relieved.

"O…okay…"

"Donnie, something was different about you that night. It wasn't you."

He seemed to stop breathing.

"You have to tell me what's going on."

Donnie didn't say anything.

"My dad blames you. He's crazy. I don't blame you at all. There was something going on. I just need you to tell me what."

"Donnie…" Leo started. He tensed, noticing the look on Donnie's face.

"Donnie please."

"…I…I'm sorry April."

Donnie put down the phone and walked out of the room.

"Donnie, where-"

"Bathroom."

Leo watched him go, then slowly picked up the phone.

"April?"

"Leo?"

"I'm sorry April. Donnie just left. He hasn't really been himself lately."

"Really? Well, it's believable."

"April, can you tell me what happened? I noticed he was gone that night three weeks ago, but he hasn't told me…or anyone what happened. I mean, he won't talk to anyone but me."

"Wait, seriously? He hasn't told you anything?"

"No. I thought you might know."

"Well, I don't know all the details, but I woke up that night and Donnie was there. He sliced me through the side, though, at first I'm pretty sure he was aiming for my heart."

Leo froze.

"What?"

"Don't get the wrong idea! It wasn't Donnie. His eyes, they were glowing red when I saw him. And when he redirected the blade his eyes stopped glowing and he started freaking out. It wasn't him…"

"…Sensei was right…that's why…"

"My dad came in and he was really mad. I'm pretty sure Donnie ran-wait what? What's why? What happened?"

"You're right, Donnie ran. He ran all the way back home and he…he…"

"He what? What'd he do? Don't leave me hanging!"

"I think he felt so bad about hurting you…he tried to kill himself. He attempted suicide."

There was a moment of silence. The only way Leo knew April hadn't hung up was the sound of her breathing on the other end. He could only imagine how April was feeling at the moment.

"…is he okay?" She whispered.

"Physically, yes. Mentally, no. He hasn't left his room since that night and he won't let anyone inside or talk to anyone but me. But he doesn't really say much anyway. He didn't say anything about what happened."

"…I wish I could be there."

"It's okay, I'll keep you posted."

"Do you know what's wrong with him?"

"No, but we have an idea. Sensei said that-"

Leo never got to finish his sentence for he dropped the phone and ran out of the room.

"…Leo? Leo?"

April never got a response. The last thing she heard was a bloodcurdling scream.

She knew that scream.

It was Michelangelo's.

And then the line went dead.