He'd sent April and Donnie a text earlier during a work break to ask if April was spending the night at the lair, but so far neither had responded. He realized he needed to stop thinking about it as his head was slammed into the glass wall of the hockey rink with a grunt by a player from the other team.

He adjusted his helmet and straightened on his skates, but paused when a flash of red caught his eye. He zeroed in on April where she sat in the stands. She lifted her pointer finger to her cheekbone and he instantly got the message and looked up, right into a pair of brown eyes. The rest of the turtle was hidden in the darkened rafters. Casey glanced back down to April and then back up to Donnie and grinned around his mouthguard. Then there was a flash of light, and Casey's eyes narrowed in on the words Donnie had typed across his tablet: Head in the game

Casey's grin morphed into a smirk and he adjusted his helmet once more as he heard his coach yell at him to get his ass moving. He shoved off against the wall and skated back into the game.

Leo glared at the space heater as it chugged back to life and began to reheat his bedroom. Donnie had asked Raphael for a favor, mainly wanting to know where and how Raph had managed to sneak in and watch some of Casey's games. So Raph had left with Donnie and April earlier, right after he'd dragged the space heater into Leo's bedroom.

The drowsy side effects of Donnie's medications had worn off. And after sleeping for almost the entire day, he needed out of this bed and away from Raphael's loud and poor replacement. He shifted his feet onto the cold floor and wrapped his blanket around his shoulders before standing and slowly leaving his room.

"Get back in there."

He froze at the sound of Karai's voice when he was one step through his door. Even though it had been a few weeks since she'd officially come to live with them, it was still a little strange to see Karai lounging and reading in the lair's pit.

"I know Raphael told you to text me if you needed anything. What do you want? I'll bring it to you."

"I need out of that bed," Leo said, moving to the pit despite her glare, and settling himself into Raph's beanbag chair. He took in a deep breath, inhaling Raph's scent from the material. "What are you reading?"

"I'm pretty sure I could force you back into bed," she said. "Is that really what you want in your weakened state?"

"Are you afraid of Raphael?" Leo asked with a grin.

"No," Karai said with a glare, "but I was given a simple job-,"

"Babysitting."

"- and I intend to follow through."

"You know, I bet I could've gone to the hockey game tonight too if I wasn't trying to beat off walking pneumonia." Leo pushed himself further down into the beanbag chair and looked up at the ceiling as if deep in thought. "Any idea how I could've caught pneumonia?"

Karai sighed and counted to ten in her head. "Alright. Fine," she said with her best icy tone. "I have decided that you may stay out here for a little while."

"You're too kind."

"Is there anything you need out here?"

"I could really use some warm tea," Leo said, sending her his best pitiful look. "And maybe a movie?"

Karai put down the comic book Mikey had given her to read before he'd headed out and stood to head to the kitchen.

"Did you still want me to text that to you?" Leo called out after her.

"I'm not watching anything space nerdy," she called back over her shoulder.

Woody tossed a pizza gyoza and grinned when Mikey caught it in the air with his mouth. They were sitting together at a small table that Mikey had set up in the back room of Mr. Murakami's shop. Michelangelo's good mood could've been heard over the phone earlier, and Woody was thrilled to see such a happy Mikey in person as well.

"So you want me to meet your dad?"

Mikey nodded as he chewed.

"And he knows I'm human?"

Mikey nodded again.

Woody smiled. "And I get to see your home? Your room?"

Mikey frowned for a moment, "Well, maybe after I clean it."

"You don't have to clean it for me, Mikester."

"According to Donnie and his health and safety codes, I probably should," Mikey said with a grin.

Woody chuckled as well. "How long is that going to take?"

"You think we'll still be together in another year? Can I put you down to meet my dad then?"

Woody laughed. Mikey's good mood was contagious. He leaned forward to capture Mikey's mouth in a kiss that neither were willing to part from for the next few minutes. It wasn't until they heard Mr. Murakami shuffle into the room that they pulled apart.

"Don't let me interrupt," Mr. Murakami said as he collected what he needed from a back shelf and headed back to the front of the shop with a knowing smile.

"Was your dad mad?" Woody asked as soon as they were alone again.

"Nope.

"And your brothers are okay with us now?"

"They were fine with us before," Mikey said, leaning over to give Woody a quick reassuring kiss. "It was me they were mad at. But they're not mad anymore."

Woody smiled again. It felt like a weight had been lifted, although now he had to face meeting Mikey's father. But, he thought as Mikey leaned into another kiss with him, Michelangelo was worth the nerves.

"So, when can I come over?" Woody asked.

Raphael frowned down at Leonardo, despite how cute he may or may not think the turtle was curled up asleep in his beanbag chair. He glanced over at Karai, who was curled up asleep on one end of the couch as the main menu from one of their Star Trek DVDs looped continuously on the TV.

He picked up the remote and clicked off the television, which woke both Leo and Karai. Leo smiled sleepily up at him as he leaned down and scooped Leo up out of the beanbag.

"Ya had one job," Raph said to Karai as she stood and stretched from the couch.

She rolled her eyes and followed him towards the bedrooms. "He can be – persuasive."

"Amateur," he muttered as Leo's nose nuzzled his neck.

"Good night to you, too," she called over to him as she slipped into her own room.

"Yer cold," Raph growled at Leo as he kicked his door shut behind him. He dumped Leo into his bed and watched Leo quickly duck under the blanket. "Why is this heater off?"

"Wastes electricity to have it on when I'm not in here," Leo said from under the cold covers.

"But it keeps it warm for when you come back," Raph said, exasperated with his stubborn turtle. "What were ya doin out there?"

"I was bored," Leo said, peeking his eyes out from under the blanket. He watched as Raph pushed his gear off and smiled to himself since it was clear Raph was going to stay. "How was the game?"

Raph pulled the blanket back and climbed into the bed. He sucked in a breath as he pulled Leo into him. "Ya know, I know ya enjoy this, but its not as much fun for me to cuddle an ice cube."

Leo pulled his nose out of Raph's neck and made a real attempt to back his cold body away from the other turtle. Raphael chuckled and tightened his arms around Leo. "Worth it, Fearless," he murmured. He reached up with one hand and pulled Leo's mask off his face. "Game was good. Much better once Casey realized April and Donnie were watchin. Scored four goals after that. His team won."

"Where are they now?"

"Don and April stayed behind to see Casey. I'm sure they'll find someplace safe," he added as he nuzzled his face down to Leo's and breathed in Leo's scent, only slightly muted due to his cold skin. He began pressing kisses to Leo's cheek until he finally reached Leo's mouth. Leo moaned into the kiss and shifted himself closer to Raph's plastron.

"Need ya to get better," Raph said, letting his hands slide down Leo's sides.

"I feel better already," Leo murmured, getting the words out only a moment before he jerked his face away from Raphael in order to sneeze and then heave out several coughs.

Raphael chuckled and stopped his hands' exploration of Leo's body. "Time for sleep."

Leo had been about to let his own hands wander over Raphael, but he pulled his hands back at Raph's words. He ducked his eyes and ignored the pressure that had been building below the slit of his plastron since Raphael had first picked him up from the pit earlier.

"Mikey and Donnie aren't home yet," he murmured.

"I'll stay awake till they get home this time," Raph said. Leo had stilled beneath him and he watched as Leo was no longer meeting his eyes. "Ya okay?"

"Yeah," Leo said. "Night, Raph."

Raphael frowned and moved his hand to the back of Leo's neck, doing his best to subtly check his temperature. He'd already warmed up from earlier, but also didn't feel too warm. He shrugged to himself.

"Night, Fearless."