This si just something I wrote for the night that Raphael left, not much just some Leo and Donnie brotherly moments

Leo fell just a step behind, shouting after Raph as he disappeared with a burst of exhaust. He knew that now he wouldn't be able to catch with him if he wanted to. Leo reached into his pocket and pulled out his shell cell that sure didn't mean he wasn't going to give him 'mobile wireless hell', "Raph you better call as SOON as you as you get this! And you better have a shell of a good explanation for running off!" he tried to keep his voice down to keep his brothers from hearing him, but the anger was clear in his voice. But their presence was still heavy to him, as he glanced back where he had come, "Just come back soon, alright?" with that he slammed his phone down and walked back.

The infirmary was still in a state of shock, (except for Leatherhead, who shook his head sadly). He nodded to Master Splinter who left the room (knowing Leo had everything under control) and turned to his brothers.

Both of his little brothers' eyes were filled with confusion and sadness. He didn't know if it was because they were both injured but it only added to the weight in his stomach. But as a leader, he walked over and placed a hand on Mikey's head and on Donnie's plastron, "Its ok guys." he assured them, "He's just blowing off some steam. You know Raph." it seemed to ease Mikey, but Donnie was smarter. His brown eyes easily said he wasn't convinced (hurt even).

He and Donnie both knew Raph was always like this, even though he was fiercely protective of his brothers, there were times when Raph didn't seem to think of the consequences of his actions. But Leo couldn't, he had no such freedom, so he turned to Leatherhead, "How do we help Donnie?" he needed to change the situation, hoping that this one would help.

Leatherhead seemed to understand that and nodded, "Once again, I am very limited on my knowledge of Donatello's turtle physiology, even with his notes. But one can recover from this sort of damage. Normally the taller the person the longer it takes for them to heal." he looked over at Donnie and chuckled weakly, "Luckily that is not the case here."

"Low blow Leatherhead." but Donnie smiled back, a moment to release the tension in the air.

"But it will require some therapy, ice treatments and such. But mostly we'll need time. And we'll need to make Donatello as comfortable as possible."

And so preparations were made, Leatherhead would stay in the Lair for a while to ensure that Donnie had a "doctor "on sight 24-7. Mikey had gotten creative and carved out a mattress to Donnie's shape, even counting for his shell ("That'll help, right?" he had asked meekly).

That's when Leo had remembered where all the spare blankets were and hurried off to go get them. When he opened the closet he felt a hand fall on his shoulder, turning he saw Master Splinter standing there with concern in his eyes, "You have seen it too my son? You saw the bag that Raphael took with him? "

Leo nodded, having searched Raph's room as soon as he left, the only thing that had been missing was his "Nightwatcher" uniform, "I thought he gave up the vigilante job-"

"I do not think that Raphael is returning to the name "Nightwatcher" but he knew that he would be facing many obstacles and thought it might become useful. He also keeps many emergency supplies in that bag. He did not pick up the helmet either. Rather, only taking his motorcycle helmet."

Leo nodded, but this information didn't help him. Once again Splinter smiled at him with his reassuring eyes, "You're brother will return, you must keep faith in him." then he turned somber, "Leatherhead has informed me of Donatello's predicament. What is your recommended course of action, my son?"

"Why are you asking me? Leatherhead is the doctor-"

"I am asking you, because you are his brother."

Another pause, "we are going to be there for him and help him in anyway we can.'"

"Very good." he placed a hand on Leo's shoulder again before turning and walking away. Leo took this moment to head for the infirmary door when he heard voices drifting out

"I'm sorry Donnie."

He paused, that was Mikey, and he sounded upset. He reached for the door when another voice responded, this time Donnie.

"What are you sorry for? You didn't do anything."

"But you were protecting me-"

"And I don't regret doing it, you're my little brother."

Another pause, "Did, did it hurt?"

Donnie chuckled softly, "Don't worry; I don't remember anything before the blast. Why don't you go ahead and go to bed? "

"Do you mind if I sleep in here? I promise not to snore this time."

A small chuckle, "Yeah, sure. Go ahead."

Leo smiled and stepped away. It was hard to remember sometimes, but even though Donnie was his little brother, he was also someone's big brother too. And, deciding everything was under control; he left and headed to get some sleep too.

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Leo never had any powers, but ever since he was a child he could always tell when his brothers needed him (even Raph). So when he was pulled out of a dead sleep he knew something was wrong. He threw himself out of bed and didn't' stop till he was in the infirmary.

Mikey was sleeping soundly in his hospital bed, but Donnie's' eyelids were shaking uncontrollably, lips moving. His body had been bound down and padded around him to keep him from accidentally rolling in his sleep. Leo quickly patted Mikey on the head (that boy could sleep through an earthquake) and hurried over to Donnie, putting a hand on his plastron and head whispering, "Don! Donnie its ok!"

Donnie's eyes shot open breathing rapidly as he quickly looked around the view from his limited vantage point till he knew that he truly was in reality before looking up at his eldest brother.

Leo smiled gently, rubbing Donnie's head, "Are you ok?"

Donnie's head shifted slightly but a flinch of pain shot across his face. But it didn't mean the pain was any less severe, and Leo knew he was so used to it now he could stop himself from screaming in pain just to keep his brothers from worrying about him. And it didn't stop him from putting on a brave face, "I'm fine Leo."

Of course, Leo knew better so he immediately went over to the med cabinet and pulled out a needle pre-filled with painkillers and when he began to turn he saw Donnie watching him the best he could, "Leo DON'T. We don't have a lot and we'll need it for emergencies."

"Donnie, this IS a emergency." he put the needle up to the bag and injected it, that's when he noticed Donnie's eyes brimming with tears and quickly turned his attention back to him," Hey, its ok Don, is the morphine working?"

"I shouldn't need it, you wouldn't RAPH wouldn't-"

"That's bull and you know It." he pulled up a chair and sat by Donnie's side

"No its not! You wouldn't need it, you wouldn't need to have people help you freaking move, and you would have been able to get that wall off of you and Mikey-"

"ENOUGH Don-" that's when it hit him," I thought you said you were passed out when the wall fell on you?"

Donnie's breath hitched, realizing he had been caught, "I…I lied…I remember seeing Mikey passed out and the wall falling over, I remember throwing myself over him, I remember the wall." he paused again, squeezing his eyes shut, and Leo knew he was remembering the pain, "I wasn't awake for long after that, but I remember trying to get the wall off before passing out." he fell quiet, turning his eyes away.

Leo sighed softly rubbing his face, he couldn't' even begin to imagine the agony Don had been in, the fear. He reached out again and rubbing Donnie's scalp, "Let's not talk about that right now alright? Do you want to sit up?"

Although Leo could see the helplessness in Donnie's eyes, nodded (flinching). Leo stood up and undid the buckles on Donnie's straps, carefully scooping him into his arms (using his leg to drag the IV after him and being careful with his bandaged hand), Leo carried him over to an unused hospital bed, Laying Donnie down, and he worked the crank on the side of the bed and forced it into sitting position.

"Why did you move me? The other bed has a crank too-"

"What? Is it a crime to want to sit with my little brother?" he carefully place his hands under Donnie and slid him over before sitting next to him, putting a arm around his little brothers shoulders and moving Don's head to it was resting on his shoulders. Even though Leo knew Don didn't like being moved around like a puppet, he could feel his brothers breathing relaxing against him, which at least assured him Donnie was comfortable and happy.

It was a little bit before Don spoke, "Maybe its better that Raph went all "punisher". Do you remember the time we all got the flu but Raph?"

"Remember it? I still have nightmares about it.' Leo laughed softly, "Master Splinter thought it'd be a good lesson in compassion for Raph to be the doctor for a change. THAT was a mistake."

"Shell yeah; he wrapped Mikey in a blanket so tightly that he passed out. And he poured scalding hot soup down your throat."

"And when your fever got too high he literally threw you in a tub of ice. And when he thought you were trying to escape he accidental dunked held your head underwater. I mean, he noticed the bubbles stopped coming up eventually."

"It's surprising Master Splinter had no idea till Mikey crawled into his room begging for mercy like a Spartan messenger."

Even though Leo didn't get the joke, the image of Mikey army crawling across the Lair holding a towel where Leo had written a desperate cry for help (hiding under furniture as Raph continued his aggressive man-hunt) was enough to make him laugh "If Raph wasn't a ninja or a turtle, I'm sure he'd make a excellent CIA interrogator."

Donnie laughed again, trying to keep it down. But Leo was relieved that, even though Donnie couldn't move without being in agony that he could still laugh. Leo leaned over and rested his head onto of Don's, an attempt at meager affection. But it seemed to do the trick.

They sat there in silence for so long so that Leo almost drifted off until a voice so quiet came from Donnie," I'm sorry…"

"Huh? What are you sorry for?"

"If I hadn't' told Raph I was sorry he wouldn't of left-"

Leo's grip on Donnie's shoulder tightened, and he added it to a list of things to lecture Raph on when he returned, "Its not your fault, Raph is a protector you know that. And I don't' want either you or Mikey worrying about that right now ok? Right now just focus on getting better, so you can beat his head in when he gets back." He hopes that a little bit more humor will cheer Donnie up, but he stays quiet and Leo could feel him tensing up again.

"But I don't know if I can handle it Leo….being…useless." he says the word as though it were poison, "I don't wan to burden anyone, I don't' want them to have to help me-"

"Donnie we WANT to help you. Are you ever going to understand that?"

"But Leo I can' even-" he shuts up immediately and there's a feeling of fear in the air, as though he was afraid Leo would realize the words he was trying to hide. But Leo is smarter then that, and when he looks down on Donnie, he can see him averting his eyes the best he can, "Can't what Don?"

But now he's refusing to talk.

"Don, you can't withhold anything to keep us from helping you. So I'm going to ask you again and you're going to answer, what can't you do?"

Donnie flinches and makes Leo regret speaking so harshly, but then he spoke, "I thought it was nothing at first, I thought I was just sleepy…but after I moved the first time and I was jolting in pain I realized that, "he paused, "I couldn't sit up, I knew I could move my arms but, my legs…"

"You can't move your legs?"

"I can make the muscles twitch which is still painful, which is a good sign, but from the lower back down…"his voice is tinged with fear, "I tried Leo, I tried-"

"I know I know." now he really regrets speaking so harshly he wraps his other arm around Donnie's' front to hug him close, "it's just another obstacle, we can get through it."

But when his little brother doesn't respond Leo knows exactly what he's thinking again. He knows Don's scared, terrified at the thought of needing help every second of the way, to eat, to sit up, to even do basic things. He knows he needs to comfort him, "Hey Don?"

"Yeah?"

"Remember when we first came to the new Lair? We were all out at the pond messing around; I didn't want anything to do with it. But Raph thought it would be funny to throw me in? Of course, I didn't come up for a while because I was disoriented but you all freaked out and jumped in after me which shoved me into the bottom. Raph was eventually able to drag me out and I was coughing up mud for hours. I didn't tell you all at the time that I was still vomiting so I snuck into the bathroom later that night and prayed that whatever was in my stomach would finally hurl up. But you woke up and found me there anyway and deduced that I had swallowed eggs. You teased me for a bit, saying that Master Splinter should have warned me about getting "pregnant" and that I should have just said no. But in the end you sat with me through the night and found a way for me to vomit those bastards out." he laughed softly, "Of course Mikey and Raph were hysterical when they found out it was frog eggs. Surprisingly they were still alive. Mikey wanted to dump mutagen on them but Splinter made us put them back into the pond." he looked down at Donnie, "I remember the thought of even asking for help making me embarrassed beyond thought. But I knew that you would know how to help, so I accepted it. And that's what you need to do to, ok? NO matter what happens we won't think any differently of you. Understand?"

Not able to nod Donnie simply said, "Yes."

Satisfied Leo pulled away, "Ok, it's late, and I need to update Leatherhead. So no more keeping secrets about your health." he carefully picked Donnie back up and laid him back into his padded hospital bed and strapped him back down. When turned to leave he heard Donnie whisper-call, "Leo?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you wheel Mikey's bed next to mine?"

Leo glanced over then nodded moving the bed over without him so much as twitching. He saw Donnie watch Mikey out of the corner of his eye with relief before drifting off. The eldest brother smiled softly before rubbing them both on the head again and leaving the room with a cold name in his stomach.

Raphael.