TMNT: Blue

Chapter eighteen

Raphael's Point of View:

Blue was glowin' happily on the night that we announced our twins' names and as long as my mate was content, then so was I. That evenin' was tha last bit of happiness Leo and I had because tha next day Blue had a massive seizure that left him weak and in another coma.

"Ya said ya were monitorin' my mate, Donnie!" I hissed angrily as I held Leo's still hand in mine, "What tha fuck, Bro?! Ya said that ya had given Blue medicine ta help with keepin' his blood pressure down!"

I was fuckin' furious and I wanted tha whole world ta know it. I kept hearin' pretty promises that Donnie would keep my mate safe and then shit kept happenin'. What tha shell kind of care was my brother providin' for Leo?

"Raph, there is no way to predict an eclampsia episode," Donnie sighed as I glared hotly at my purple-banded brother, "Look, Leo's body was never meant to go through a pregnancy and you know this. Your mate is male and his system is straining hard to keep up with the excess energy he needs to provide for the twins. Leo is beginning to wear down and these complications cannot be predicted or helped."

Goddamn it! Fuck, fuck, fuck! What now? Would I lose my mate and unborn young? I couldn't survive that. I couldn't survive losin' my whole world.

"How much more can Leonardo take, my son?" Father asked as I smoothed my hand over Blue's scalp while Mikey fretfully shifted in his chair lookin' nearly as upset as I did at tha moment.

"I don't know," Donnie groaned as I snarled irritably.

"Figure it out," I hissed as my purple-banded brother stared at me in shock, "Blue's relyin' on ya, Donnie! Ya are tha one that promised my mate and I that ya would do everythin' in your power ta keep Leo and tha Imps safe. Do somethin' because I can't lose Blue and my twins!"

"I'm trying, Raph," Donne admitted lookin' frantic, "Leo is working so hard to support the twins and I want to believe that his system won't give out, but…I just don't know."

That was not tha words I wanted ta hear and was about ta rip Donnie a new one when a familiar face entered tha lab.

"Leonardo is strong," Leatherhead interjected as I looked ta him, "His system is straining, but the twins are still in no danger. I am hoping that he can carry the twins into his thirty-sixth or thirty-seventh week of pregnancy so that the twins' lungs will be fully developed. At that time Donnie and I will perform the caesarian operation to remove the babies."

I blinked at tha amount of weeks that was needed for tha Imps. Blue was in his thirty-fourth month of pregnancy. Maybe…maybe he could hold on just a little longer.

"So two or three more weeks," I pondered as I looked at my pale mate, "That doesn't sound too long, but these seizures are wearin' Blue down."

"I know, Raphael," LH agreed as I looked back up at him, "However, the babies' chances are not good if we take the twins out now. The little ones would not be able to breathe properly and I fear that you would lose one or both of the babies."

"No," a soft voice breathed and I turned ta see Leo blinkin' up at me with those gorgeous eyes that I loved so much, "I'll carry the Imps as long as possible. I won't lose my babies. I will keep my little ones safe."

VWV

Leonardo's Point of View:

I knew the minute that I woke that I had experienced another seizure. Raph looked terribly worried and I heard what LH was telling my family.

"Blue," Raph breathed as he kissed the top of my hand, "Thank, God! Ya've got ta stop scarin' me like this."

I sighed and nodded. I felt my little ones kicking around within me which made me feel a little better.