Authors Note: I am really sorry this is so late but between a medical scare from my grandpa, getting a new truck, my brother being told he needs surgery, the death of my old drama teacher, and then me turning 19 on the 8th, everything has just kinda hit all at once and I've not had the time to write.

Shout out to Ryo-chan wolfgirl for guessing the phases right on the last chapter. I ocasionally go through these fases for what music I listen to, and that chapter was written while I listened to nothing but Rammstein. I also was pissed off at my parents, so I went to Google Translate to translate my rage into German curses. Glad you thought they were funny, my brother sure got a kick out of them lol!

WARNING: This chapter may be a little graphically disturbing. If that is not you're thing, I would advise you to not read it then, ya dingus. You have been warned.

**Disclaimer: I really would like to own TMNT, or at least just Mikey.**

Chapter 8. My Heroes:

Michelangelo's POV.

2 Weeks.

I've been pregnant for 2 weeks.

2 weeks of wondering who's child is going to survive out of the eight I've been injected with: one of Leo's, or Raph's. Maybe one of Donnie's or quite possibly, one of Bishop's.

2 WEEKS.

They brought me back to this cell, and I've been nowhere else now for this whole time. At least they've stopped injecting me with the Red Liquid of Naptimeiness now. Apparently I no longer need it.

2 FREAKING WEEKS.

2 weeks of wondering where my bros are. Wondering if they'll accept me now. Wondering if they'll still save me if the baby turns out to be Bishop's. And 2 weeks of missing them like crazy.

Finally after 2 weeks, something new yet by now, very familiar happened.

The two scientists I recognise and three guards came in and "escorted" me out of my cell and right there, another moving lab table, ready for me to hop on. I just rolled my eyes when I saw it, and the rude guard shoved me into it. I layed down on it while one of the scientists reemed him out for shoving me, saying that I was "invaluable" to Bishop, and that the guard would be used as a "test subject" if he did it again. I stopped paying attention at that point, cause the second scientist injected me at that moment with what I think was a sedative. I assume so, as I passed out a few seconds after.

This brings me to now, 2 weeks later. Here I am, again, in another freaking cell. The room is small, yet slightly bigger than my last one, not that it's much of an improvement. White panelling is on the walls, and the door is electronically locked. The room doesn't have much in it just like the last one - a plain bed with white sheets, a clock on the wall and a bed pan. In other words, boring. Not much for a Ninja Turtle to do when waiting for a sadistic government agent to inflict his next round of experimenting, even though it's not like I can do much in my "condition" anyway. Being pregnant sure is turning out to be one big annoyance after another. I can't even train in here now, cause I have to be "careful" and don't do anything "strenuous" so I don't hurt the baby. The dumb scientists threatened to sedate me and strap me to my bed the last time I tried.

I stayed silent when I heard the sound of some scientists walking by the door. When I had first woken up here, a guard brought in what looked like an attempt at making a decent dinner, and I asked him where I was. He said we were in Area 51 and I nearly flipped my lid. AREA 51?! Of all the places for Bishop to rebuild one of his bases, it had to be Area 51? Perfect, just perfect. Why can't Bishop pick a nice place to have a secret base, like Fiji?

Laying here on my bed, I've had some time to think. Bishop said that only one egg will survive, meaning that the other ones will be flushed out of my system, if they haven't been already. But I've been wondering, what happens if more than one egg was to survive? Would he pick one of the surviving ones and then kill off the other surviving egg(s)? Would it hurt? I've already been scarred by that monster enough as it is, so I don't really want him to cut me open again if I can help it.

"They'll be here soon." I whisper, as I closed my eyes. 'My bro's will be here soon, and when we escape, we'll be safe. All five of us.' I think as I drifted off to a restless sleep, one hand resting on my plastron over my stomach, dreaming of what's to come for me, my mates, and the new little addition I'm carrying inside of me.

Waking up strapped to a lab table in the main lab isn't entirely surprising to me, I've grown quite used to it in the past, uh... however long it's been since Bishop captured me. But I will admit that I was surprised to see Stockman in the lab with me too. I haven't really seen him since I've been here, but I guess I'm not the only "guest" here. I bet Bishop's got him working on all sorts of projects, so I'm not entirely surprised that I haven't seen him, although considering all the things Bishop's done to me so far, I think I'd rather have Stockman.

The entire time I've been awake now, he hasn't said a word to me, not that I could respond even if he did, (he put a muzzle on my face?! Are you freaking kidding me?) but he's definitely been talking. He keeps making snide comments about how he finally gets to do tests and such on one of the "freaks," and that he can't wait to be able to cut me open and disect me. Although he hasn't shut up since I woke up, he has been busy; he's been running scans on me and taking blood and other fluid samples. After that, he proceeded to have 2 guards come in and flip me onto my plastron, restraining me with my arms strapped to the table stretched over my head, a strap going over my middle and, to my utter humilliation, my legs spread apart and strapped to the table. All in all, not one of my more flattering positions to be restrained in, and something I hope to be able to get back at him for. He then continued to examine the results of these tests right up until Bishop entered the room. I glared at them as both Bishop and Stockman smirked at my rather precarious position and the muzzle preventing me responding to them, and then proceed to examine what I assume were the results on one of the computer screens. I looked forward at the wall, as they were now out of my line of sight, and silently fumed at the embarrasing position they've placed me in.

"It appears that our simulations have proved to be inaccurate sir. Not only has the project proven to be quite a success, but he also appears to be carrying 4 turtle eggs instead of just the planned one." Stockman says. I couldn't believe it; on the one hand I am really glad that 4 of them survived as losing even one of my babies is really heart wrenching, but on the otherhand, that means I have lost 4 of my babies, and that at least 2 of the babies that died were mine and my brothers' babies.

"Well, I am surprised. I thought all of your calculations were correct, Stockman." Bishop replied. He doesn't sound all that surprised, but then again, I bet he's real happy now cause now he has more of my babies in his hands to experiment on, the evil jerk. "Have you checked yet? Or are you wrong on that too?" Welp, now he sounds annoyed. And what does that mean?

"No, I haven't yet. Would you like the honours?"

'Okay, what's going on? What are they talking about, I thought all the tests were done? Then again, they did put me in this position, so maybe they did have something more planned...' I wonder as I hear them move around.

All of a sudden I hear a snapping noice. It sounds like when Donnie puts on those plastic gloves doctors use. I turn my head as much as I can to the left and see Bishop standing next to me with the very same plastic gloves on. Looking to the right, I see Stockman standing at the end of the table too, opposite side of where Bishop is.

"Okay, lets begin." Bishop says, and I start getting nervous. I don't really know what they could be doing, I don't think I have ever had or even heard of any kind of test where you need to be positioned like this. I can't really see so I don't know what they're-

WHAT ARE THEY DOING?! I start to struggle, and cry out as I feel Bishop start touching and proding around my tail and entrance. The muzzle muffles my cries and I cover my entrance with my tail, and try to shake him off. Stockman just grabs my waist and forces down, holding me still and preventing me from moving even a little bit while Bishop forcefully moves my tail away from my entrance. Tears start streaming down my face, which I bury into the table and my muffled cries turn to muffled screams as I feel him penetrate my entrance, shoving something small yet blunt inside me. It then gets even worse as he is forcing it against my inner walls so hard it feels like he's trying to carve up my insides with a rusty spoon. This goes on for a few more seconds before he mercifully pulls it out of me, and places the thing inside a small container. Stockman then lets me go, and they both proceed to return to the computer area, bringing the container with them.

I didn't care about anything at this point; I was too embarrased and in so much pain. And even worse, to accompany the tears still streaming down my face and my muffled cries, I can feel blood coming out of 'there' too. He must have done a fair bit of damage, damage I pray that I get to repay to him in kind for one day.

"Alright, we are done here. Stockman, I want him cleaned up and returned to his cell. Run the tests on that sample. I have to get back to-"

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

If I could have jumped off that table, I probably would have, that alarm was so bloody loud. Bishop immediately ran to the door and demanded to know what was going on from the two guards. I couldn't hear very well, but I think I heard the word intruders.

"Stockman, I want him returned to his cell now! Make sure there are guards outside his door, we cannot let them take him back!" Bishop yelled before he bolted out the door.

"Grrr, what am I, your servant? Besides, even if he escapes, the tracking device in his arm will tell us where he is anyway." Stockman mumbles as he works. I just continue to stare at the door, tears still going down my face, though not as much as they were. If my brothers really are here, then I may finally be freed! I turn to my left as Stockman walks past me to the other computer on the opposite side of the room from the one he's been using. "Argh... What is taking them so long? I have much better things to do than babysit the shellback."

The door then opens, and when I turn my head to look at the door and my heart skipped a beat. There in the doorframe was Raph, immediately followed by Leo and Donnie. I was so happy to see them, it feels like it's been years. The looks on their faces though could not be any happier. I could clearly see it in their eyes; there's relief, the relief that they have finally found me, but then it's immediately followed by anger, anger I haven't seen from them since they rescued me from the Purple Dragons the night we all became mates. But if i had to guess based on the angry looks on their faces, I would guess I must look much worse than I thought.

Stockman doesn't seem to have noticed them, he's still mumbling to himself about the fairness of this all, so it's easy for Leo and Raph to silently run up to him and grab him while Donnie barricades the door. Although Stockman put up quite a struggle, Leo and Raph manage to shove Stockman into the supply closet then join us, as Donnie came over to me.

"Mikey, are you alright?" Donnie asks. I just give him a look. I mean, it doesn't take a genius to figure out I can't respond with the muzzle on. "Oh, sorry. Let me just get that muzzle off your face, I bet it feels really uncomfortable." 'Really Donnie, are you sure?' He then manages to unbuckle it and remove it from my face.

"Thank you." I said, my voice hoarse from crying. Nodding toward my hands, I added, "Um, do you think you could..."

"Yeah, hang on." Don replies, and the three of them proceed to undo all of my restraints. While Don and Raph moved to release my wrists, Leo moved to my ankles. When all of my restraints were removed, I slowly managed to sit up, and that's when I noticed the dark looks they were giving to the bandages on my arms, legs and especially the ones right down the middle of my plastron. I could see the fear in their eyes, fear of what they'll see underneath all these bandages and wraps.

"Um, Don, you might want to do your computer-techy thing before reinforcements get here, or Stockman breaks out of the closet." I say, while trying to remember what I needed to tell them. I knew it was important, but as much as I want to, I can't remember right now.

Donnie moves over to the computer Stockman was using and starts doing his thing while Leo moves over to the closet, probably paranoid Stockman was gonna come running out of there brandishing a lazer, or something. Just as I am about to stand up though, Raph moves in and hugs me. I can't tell you how good it felt to be held by one of the people (or in our case, turtles) you love after having been held in captivity for so long.

"I've missed you guys so much." I whisper as fresh tears start trailing down my face. Raph just hugs me tighter, and whispers back, "Missed you too, little brother. So much it hurts." Raph lets me go as Leo walks over, and I find I am embraced in a firm, yet loving hug from Leo too.

"Never again Mikey. Please, never put us through this again. Promise me." He says, and even more tears go down my face.

"I promise, Leo. I'll never leave you guys again." I reply. Leo squeezes me tighter before suddenly stiffening and letting me go. He and Raph move slightly closer to the door as a banging can be heard. Raph and Leo start to draw their weapons when Donnie suddenly grabs both of them by their arms.

"I've downloaded the database, and implanted the virus. We're good to go." He says. "But we'll have to take the vents, and go now if we want to get out of here in one piece."

"Don, is Mikey even going to be able to go in the vents in his condition?" Leo asks.

Don takes a moment to decide, looking me over. "Well, it won't make his condition any worse, and I want to take a look at him as soon as we are away from here anyway. But, we really don't have another choice, so I'd have to say yes."

"Hold on a sec, lets just fight our way outta 'ere! We c'n take 'em!" Raph demands.

"Not with Mikey in the condition he's in now. I don't want to risk him getting even more hurt by these people." Donnie replies.

"We get out here with as little conflict as possible. That's the plan, end of story. Got it, Raph?" Leo orders, looking at Raph. Raph grudgingly agrees, and that's when I had enough.

"Great, now that we have that decided, can we please get the shell out of here?" I cut in. I've had about all I can take of this place, and them standing around arguing is not making it any better.

They all agree. Raph then moved over to the vent to pop off the grate, while Leo and Donnie stayed beside me as I slid off the table. I'm still weak and sway a bit, but they both help me get my balance back before we joined Raph at the vent. Donnie, I notice is staying close to me, probably to make sure I'm fine, while still being ready to help, should I need it. Leo enters the vent first, followed by Donnie. I enter next, and Raph takes the rear, putting the cover back on when we are all inside.

Long story short, we were crawling in those vents for about twenty minutes before Donnie got us out of there and into an elevator shaft. I was still weak from my months of containment, so Raph swung me onto his shell and I hung on as we climbed up the shaft to the main level. Apparently I had been 5 levels below ground level this whole time and never knew. Anyway, as soon as we made it to ground level, Leo and Donnie pried the doors open, and we exited into the hall. Raph set me down, and I staggered and swayed a bit before Donnie grabbed me and steadied me again. We made our way down the corridor, but ran into a fair bit of soldiers on the way. Leo and Raph took them out, and Donnie stood protectively close to me, taking out anyone who got by our bros. We continued on but, as much as I hate to say this, I was slowing us down. Don flung me onto his shell, and we took off again, much faster than we were previously going.

When we got to the back entrance my bros had used to get in here, I was relieved. Finally, after months of being trapped with Bishop, I was finally going to be free! We got outside and I couldn't stop looking at the sky. It was so clear, you could see thousands of stars. This was the sight I've been dreaming about seeing, ever since I first woke up Bishop's prisoner. I hardly payed attention to the fact that we had escaped the facility and were running towards the helicopter we stole from Bishop years back. By the time we got in the copter and were taking off, I again had the feeling I was forgetting something important.

Leo flew the copter, while Don and Raph were in the back with me. Raph sat me on his lap and held me while Donnie looked over my wounds. I noticed Don kept glancing at my upper leg, and that's when I noticed that my inner thighs were blood stained. I hadn't even thought about what Bishop did to me, not since my brothers arrival, and I was grateful when Donnie didn't bring it up either, although the look he gave me made it quite clear I would be explaining it to him when we were alone. The three of them continued to discuss my injuries while I sat there quietly leaning against Raphie, trying to remember what I needed to tell them. They didn't bother me or try to get me to talk to them, probably thinking I was tired. Understandably so, as I did feel exhaused. I refused to sleep however, not until I rememberd what I forgot. It was when we were about an hour into our trip home, and Don had finished tending to any injuries we all had when I finally remembered. I think I scared Raph straight with how fast I shot up, but I paid him no mind as this was far more important.

"Donnie, there's a tracking device in my arm!" I yelled out. Immediately he shot up from where he was sitting and over towards the storage container in the corner, while Leo and Raph started talking at the same time. Don dug around for a minute before giving up and bringing the whole container over to me. He pulled out one thing that looked like a scanner and ran it over both of my arms. He then looked it over before setting it aside and started pulling out medical equiptment. After fidgeting with it for a few minutes, he finally adressed me.

"Okay Mikey, it's in your right arm. What I'm going to do now is insert this IV here," he then gestures to the needle and IV set up beside him, "into your hand. It will give you a sedative, so you can sleep while I remove the tracker. We need to do this now, so I can deactivate it before he tracks us back to the lair."

I just nodded and held out my hand and he inserted the needle. Before this whole situation, I would've had to be held down by Raph in order for him to give me a needle, but now they hardly faze me.

I started to fade out pretty quickly but before I went under, I remembered the other piece of news I needed to give them.

"Bishop also did an experiment on me." I said. Donnie immediately stops what he's doing and both he and Raph look at me. "I'm pregnant."

I then went under despite the sound of yelling and demanding voices, at peace with the fact that I am finally safe now. Safe with my heroes.

Author's Note: Welp, that one was a bit of a doozy. I hated myself for writing the part with Bishop doing that procedure on Mikey, but it was something I had recently learned about, and I couldn't let Mikey get rescued without a little emotional scarring to go with the physical pain. ;-)

The procedure Bishop did is called a Pap Smear. Now, I know that you might say that it is only for women, but apparently men can get them done too. If you don't believe me, you can search it up on Google. That's where I found it.

Special thanks to Poetique-Justyce for motivating me, and making me get my lazy shell in gear to finish this chapter, you totally rock! I definitely recommend everyone check out Poetique's story, Logic Of The Soul, it's an amazing story, especially if you're a fan of Mikey and Donnie! One of my absolute favorites too, so check it out, you won't be disappointed.

Be back as soon as I can, thanks for reading and sticking with me people, and sorry again for the delay! :D