Leo groaned, his head was fogged and pounding painfully against his skull. It hurt to much to try and open his eyes, it felt like his eyelids were sewn shut. “L-Leo,” He felt a light, but urgent tapping on his arm, and he forced him eyes open, holding back a pained wince at the dim light. Mikey was curled on the floor next to him, looking exhausted, but physically fine. The younger looked down at him, forcing a tight grin at him. He swallowed what little saliva was in his mouth and forced himself to kneel, blinking away the blurriness in his eyes. The second he could see clearly, he wished silently he couldn’t see at all. They were in what looked like a dungeon, pure stone walls and concrete floors stained crimson. The room Mikey and him …show more content…
“T-they weren’t here w-when I woke up,” Mikey said quietly, letting out a shaky breath. “We’re gonna be okay, right?” “Yeah,” Leo nodded, moving forward on his knees and wrapped his arms around Mikey, ignoring the stench of rotting flesh. “We’ll be fine,” He couldn’t bring himself to look at his little brother because he knew Mikey would be able to see he wasn’t being fully truthful. He always knew if one of his brothers were upset and he couldn’t let Mikey worry like that, not right now. “I hope Raph and Don are okay,” Mikey said after a few minutes, pressing his face deeper into his brother’s neck and sighing. “I’m sure they are. Of course they are…” “Where do you think we are?” Mikey asked, pulling back and staring at the metal door, trying not to take in the images of people in the other cells across from them. He already knew the answer though, he knew what his brother would say, if he was going to say anything at all. It was far, far away from the sewers, away from home. Neither said anything else, just patiently waited for something to happen. Mikey couldn’t bring himself to speak, the rotting corpse in the corner was close to making him sick enough he didn’t trust to open his
“I’m fine!” they rushed out, forcing their eyes to meet with his. It almost stung. “I really am fine.”
“Well you had this look of depression the whole time we were walking. Just a moment ago you let out a sigh. Is there anything you need to tell us? You know that me, Will, and Anna all care about you.”
He looked up at me as I tried to reassure him that he was going to be okay. “Help is on the way.” I could feel the fear in his eyes.
"Are you okay?" He questioned,his voice was filled with compassion towards me and I smiled from where I lay.
“I’m sorry,”” Charlie said, pulling Elliott closer to her, “I didn’t realize we were missing.”
“Okay.” Gwaine wiped at his eyes. “Will someone tell us how they’re doing right after the baby’s born?”
"Um K.K. Is something wrong? You don't look happy." Leo asked the one eye gunner while walking toward her, swearing that sparks were flying from her aura like a storm. She turned to face him changing her mood from anger to motherly concern in a heartbeat, before going back to rage again. "Hm. Oh, sorry Leo. It's...its just this case. I hate it! And that son of a bit-"
“Ow stop biting me, you’re lying they didn’t die.” Simon tried to pry his older brother off of him.
“Leorio…” The Kurta placed his hand on Leorio’s shoulder, squeezing gently. “Come here.” He shifted in bed, opening up a space for his friend.
“I’m fine, Bass,” She said softly, reaching out to stroke his cheek as she thought about what Jeremy had just told
“No promises,” he said as the two kids began to squeal and smiles began to break out. “I just think that it would be a good time to reassess things. A lot would still depend on how Johnny is after he wakes up.”
Mikey looked at his brother worriedly. His eyes were glassed over, like they had been the night he had found him on the kitchen floor. He nudged Gerard, shattering the film that had gathered over his eyes.
Natasha sauntered over to stand behind him, looping her arms delicately around his neck, chin resting on the top of his head. "The important thing is that we're both fine, James. Let it go and quit beating yourself up about it, okay?"
"Mike, it's okay. You didn't turn the bus around, did you?" He asked, I could still hear the hurt pricking his voice as it strained slightly.
“I’m sorry. I really can’t tell you anything except to come with us.” He looked Faelan over. He was still shaking as the adrenaline worked through his system, but his breathing had slowed to almost normal, his eyes still large behind his hair but no longer panic-wide. “Can you stand