"Leo! What the shell, dude!" Mike slammed the door in a familiar fashion as Leo did to Don. That 'thud' which rang Mikey's ears, and remembered his big brother's brown and sad eyes. Donnie and him were the master at pulling sad pouts. Mike has done it for his brother's not to get angry, but, Donnie did it because he was hurt. Donnie didn't deserve to be treated that way and Mike was not going to let that happen again.

"He was interrupting my meditation. I needed to—"

"Meditation, Shmeditation. You don't do that to your brother! Not cool, dude!" His arms waved around to prove a point, a small pout on his lower lip appeared.

"What? Slamming the door on his face? He isn't going to understand me if I tell him to leave!" Leo yelled, standing up from the rugged floor. He jabbed a finger on Mikey's chest, his face scrunched up in anger.

Mikey took a deep breath, his fingers rubbing in between his eyes. The bright blue eyes narrowed with such anger that Mikey swore he couldn't breathe.

"He understands Leo! He understands exactly what you did! You slammed the door on him, he started to—you made your brother cry Leo!" He inhaled sharply, arms crossing over his chest.

"Donnie needs all of us. You probably hate him, but Donnie doesn't hate you… heck, I'm sure he forgot about your little fight!"

"Look Mikey it was his fault that…"

"Leo for the last time: it wasn't his fault! Did you think he wanted to get captured?"

"Well, if he wasn't so reckless, he wouldn't have gotten hurt in the first place! Mikey. Why are you taking this seriously? You never take anything seriously!"

"Because he's my brother!"

"He's my brother too!"

"Well, it doesn't feel like it! He has a huge scar on his head and he was close to death and all you could do is yell at him for going out in the first place! I'm surprised you didn't nag at him while he was having a seizure! Dude. I don't wanna sound like Raph but you're letting this Karai thing get to your head. How about instead of acting like a leader, you should act like a brother instead!"

"Karai's our sister!" Leo said in defense, and his voice is exasperated to get his point across.

"- and Donnie's our brother! I'm not going to lie here, Leo. I care about our sister too. – But, Donnie, he's been with us since we were babies, dude! I miss Karai, but Donnie is our Donnie. He's our brother… He always has and we've grown up together, Leo. I know how you feel about our sister being currently missing, but taking it out on Donnie isn't going to help." Mike's tone lowered, but kept his eyes are ablaze.

Leo grimaced, but doesn't answer, he doesn't need too.

"Leo… the only reason Donnie went to the junkyard was for our sister. He – He told me that he needed a piece, and as much as he knew you were going to be upset about it, he wanted to make you and Sensei, and us, happy. I should have gone with him, but instead I wanted to stay in the warm and goof off while Donnie was in the cold. It was a sacrifice he did, and we should appreciate it more than what we're doing right now. He told me he was close coming up with the cure, and if only we went with him, this whole being captured and brain damage wouldn't have happened." Tears began to form on the youngest, but Mikey wouldn't end there. There was so much to express, so much to fix…

"Mike–," Leo quietly struggled to interrupt, not clear what to do. He was dumbstruck, mouth agape. His little brother was right. If he or Leo went with him and fought by his side, Donnie would be normal… his brother would be safe and be in his lab cooped up doing who knows what.

"You didn't see how he couldn't eat because his body rejected it, or how many times he was frozen in fear because he saw me holding a knife to cut some veggies. You didn't see his face every time the stitches on his head would ache and how he would cry in pain…" Mikey took a solemn breath. The tears rolling down his cheeks, but he didn't have the strength to wipe them.

"Stop making a big deal out of something so small. Donnie loves you – and if he talked, he would probably tell you that. I know Donnie not talking isn't his only problem; he acts like a child, I don't know if it was because of the seizure or the brain damage, or – or both. All I know is that Donnie has a long recovery, and he needs his big brother. Can you just pretend, make Donnie happy just for once? Please, that's all I ask."

The dread of silence loomed in the atmosphere, and before Leo manage to respond, Mikey had departed his room. All that's left is Leo and his thoughts.