The letter

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"Baby I'm right here"

"Baby I'm right here"

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Third person POV

They survived the fall, when the tower fell, they survived. But that wasn't surviving that was just living. They died the minute they're soulmate died. The minute the woman they loved fell. They're only reason to live was gone.

They made it back to the dojo. They helped splinter. He was alive but healing slowly.

They didn't even bother to pick up anything.

They didn't feel like doing anything.

The ability to do anything just wasn't there anymore.

Splinter walked over to his sons. "My sons, what happened?", he asked. But he didn't get a response. He looked around for Vickie. "Where is Vickie?", he asked. But didn't get a answer. He only heard the soft sobs of his sons and he knew. He knew what had happened. The woman that was like his daughter was gone. She was dead and his sons were grieving. He bowed his head and let the tears roll down freely. His daughter. His sons soulmate. Gone.

"Oh Victoria", he whispered her name. She died saving the city. She was a hero. The people may not know what she had done, but they did. She was a hero to them. And she died a hero.

He looked up at his sons. "I'm sorry my sons", he whispered. He kept himself from weeping. It was the hardest thing he had to do. He sat down on the couch with his sons. All five of them were grieving. It will never be the same. It won't ever be the same. Not without her.

Raphael got up. His red blood shot eyes looked at his brothers. He motioned for them to come with him. Not having it in him to say a word. His brothers slowly got up. And followed him. They walked into Raphaels room. Raphael walked over to her drawer. He hesitated, his giant hands shaking. He slowly opened the drawer. He saw papers and pens, he moved the stuff away, until he found the three other silk pieces of cloth. He sniffed before carefully taking them out. They looked so tiny in his huge palms. But they were worth so much more. He sniffled again. Two tears rolled down his cheeks.

"She.........Gave me mine the other day, it's part of the shirts she was wearing the night we found her, she was going to give them to you soon........but she never had........the chance", he said as he cried through his words. He plucked the blue one up and laid it in Leo's hands. Who had tears rolling down his cheeks as he looked at the small blue scrap of silk. He grabbed it and tied it around his wrist. He placed his hands on his face and cried. He cried as hard as he ever had. It hurt him so much. He loved her so much. He knew how much she loved him. And now she was gone.

Raphael gave the purple one to Donnie. Who's glasses had been ripped off his face. He watched as the purple piece of cloth was laid on his large palm. He sniffled and let a few tears roll down his cheeks. He crossed the silk softly with his finger. He wrapped the piece of cloth around his wrist. Before bowing his head and letting the tears roll down freely. He sobbed and sobbed. Missing the embrace of his love, his Vickie, his soulmate. He wanted her back. But he knew he never would. Never again feel the embrace of the woman that loved him.

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