Chapter 35

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Donetello's P.O.V.                                                          
We were hiding from the foot. We were staying in my old apartment. The windows were covered. All my doors were locked and cameras were all over.          

"Donnie?"                                                                              

I heard Tallena call for me from the living room. I rushed to her. Her stomach was big and round from being pregnant. Her plasteron was soft. It would crack and break from the slightest touch.                       

"Are you alright angel?"                                                      

I knelt down in front of her. She was on the couch. She weakly smiled.                                                                  
"Could you get me some water please? I feel a bit dizzy."                                                                                      
I began to get worried. I felt her pulse and felt her forehead. She was normal. I got her some water real quick. When I came back with the water she was holding her stomach and slightly leaning over the end. I rushed to her.

"For some reason when I check you and the baby nothing is wrong. I don't understand. Why am I not getting anything that shows why you are like this?"

I began to tear up. I wanted to find out why she was still sick. Being a turtle being pregnant would go by faster than a human. I did ultrasounds to see how the baby was and every time it's as healthy as can be. The only problem is figuring out why she's sick. I've done everything to see what was wrong and nothing showed up.

"Donnie, don't worry. We'll find out. Until then I want to get through this."

"How can I not worry? You are sick but I can't figure out why. I.....I don't want to lose you."

The tears began to fall. I couldn't imagine a life without her. She was my everything. She understands what I say when I speak science terms. I would do anything to keep her alive. I feel her hand on my shoulder.

"Donnie, everything will be okay. I promise."

I looked at her with a slight smile.

"Okay. Get some rest. I'm going to finish what I was doing."

I kissed her head and began to head to my lab. Once I get to the door I turn around. Talena was sleeping already. I couldn't help but smile at her. I entered the lab and looked at the screens. Nothing was any different from the last time I saw them. I grab my wrench and begin my work again. My thoughts on Talena no matter what I did. She was weak and sick from an unknown reason. I was making a machine to help me figure out what was wrong. So far it was not going well.

I look up at a picture of me and my brothers. The girls took the picture while we were at the house out of town. We were all happy. We had our arms around each other. The only one not happy was Raph. He was trying to get out of the picture. I smiled at the picture. I remember the day that was taken. We all had purpose to them at that point. The girls wanted us guys together for a picture. That was one of the greatest moments that I had at the house.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts when I hear the alarms go off. I look at the cameras to see foot soldiers coming to our door from the roof. I rush to Talena and try to wake her up without hurting her.

"Talena. Angel, wake up."

She begins to get up.

"Donnie? What's wrong?"

I help her up and take her to the secret exit. I grab the med kit and the extra supplies I had prepared for when this happened.

"I will explain in the car I promise."

She nods and goes through the door. I follow her and close the door behind me.

After ten minutes we get to the car. She lays down in the back while I drive to a safe place. My thoughts always going to her. I couldn't focus on what I needed to. They were after us because we left the clan and ran. I had gotten information that I needed to give to Leo but I couldn't get there. We are being followed. They want to kill us and keep the child as their own. That's not what I want to happen. I don't want to lose anyone. Not anyone. I would rather die before anyone takes anyone from me. That's a promise.

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