"Not again..." Raph groaned as he tried to cover his ears with a pillow. It wasn't hard to figure out what had him so irritated as Vicky's pleasure filled screams came through the wall, not long after Cait's had calmed down from the other side. "How many times are they going to go at it tonight? And since when are they so god damned loud?" This had to be the third time for Leo and Vicky, and Mikey and Cait had finished up their second round. He also could have sworn that he heard Marina from across the hall earlier.

Cris just looked at him amused as Vicky just kept getting louder. "You know, honestly, I think Vicky might be so loud lately because she's feeling something we can only dream about. She just doesn't feel him physically, she feels him in her head. That's bound to increase the intensity for her."

Raph just glared at his, now, wife. "And how would you know that?"

She just grinned at his grumpy look. "We are women, we talk."

Cris laughed when he actually blushed. "Don't tell me you actually talk to her about...that!"

"Oh, come off of it you big baby." She chuckled. "All of us know what happens behind closed doors." She listened a moment as Vicky's scream finally hit it's long, high point. Cris had to admit she felt a twinge of her own down there as she listened. "Though I've never had to actually listen to it before." She raised herself up in the bed and turned to face him, propping her head in her hand as she softly traced a finger over the lines of his plastron. "All she told me was that they were so much closer now. Something changed after they restored the bond that brought it to a deeper level. And from the sound of it, they've found a way of incorporating it into the physical aspect of their relationship."

"Still wish they wouldn't be so fucking loud." He muttered, but his eyes softened as he looked thoughtful over what she just told him. Then he raised his eyeridge at Cris. "And what's your theory behind Caitlin's vocals?" He asked her with a sly grin.

She raised her own brow back at him. "Simple, Mikey is obviously giving her a good fuck on her wedding night." Her finger went from his plastron and lightly skimmed over his skin. "More than once by the sounds of it."

He groaned as he rolled out of bed. "Like I needed you to tell me that." He mumbled as he stood up, walking to the window. He just stood there, quietly looking out of it.

"Well, you did ask." She replied archly. She watched him for a moment as he stood there, her eyes wandering over his bare body as it was illuminated by the soft glow of the moon. The gentle play of the light and shadows over his body reminding her of how he himself was. The light was the fire he let everyone see. His rough exterior, quick to flare temper and his sarcastic replies. It was hard to get to his shadow side, the part he hid from everyone. Everyone but her. Cris has seen his other side, the gentle father, caring brother and loving mate. He was a bit awkward about it...but it was there. He had proved that to her again earlier tonight already.

He just grunted as he kept looking out of the window. Cris frowned a moment before she untangled herself out of the twisted sheets and joined him. She stood in front of him and wrapped her arms around his waist. "What's wrong?" She asked him as she rested her head on his plastron.

He snorted. "What makes you think there is something wrong?" But he did gently wrap his large arms around her.

"I know you." She smiled.

He didn't say anything right away, his eyes lost in thought as he took in the moonlit landscape. "Cris, was this really what you wanted? I know we kind of surprised you all with this..."

Was he serious? She looked up at him after he asked that. It's like a dream come true for her. Truthfully, not being able to get married was never even an issue. She knew going into it that they wouldn't be able to have a traditional relationship. Cris had to give up a lot of normalcy to be with her turtle. But gave it all up without a second thought because she knew a lifetime alone with him in the dark was worth more to her than a millennia without him in the light. Her life, for better or worse would always be with him. Her Dark Knight, her lover, her dream come true. Cris had been in love with him her whole life, even when he was nothing more than a fictional character he was still the center her world.

Cris also knew though that it bothered him, not being able to give her what he thought she should have. Things a normal guy could offer her. Dates in public, marriage, ...kids. Well, they blew that last one out of the water, with their son. No one was more surprised though than Raph, just remembering his reaction still makes her smile. Even though they had an inkling that it might happen, because it did with Vicky, it still took him completely by surprise. And now another major issue had been dealt with today.

They had already shared their own vows, binding themselves together for eternity. But being able to have this ceremony. In front of their friends and family was more than either of them could have ever expected. Cris especially. She didn't realize how much it actually meant to her. To be able to have this one thing. She could never ask for anything else, having everything in life she have ever wanted. There's nothing else she could ask for but to live a long and happy life with Raphael, raising their son and being thankful for every moment they have together. And now he is asking if this was what she wanted? She couldn't help it...she laughed.

"What?" He growled at her.

"You, that's what." She replied before she kissed his plastron. "Raph, of course this is what I wanted. You've given me everything I'll ever need, or want. I already knew I was going to spend the rest of my life with you. The wedding was just a reinforcement in the belief that I made the right choice. I love you, you big hot headed goof."

She felt his finger slide under her chin, gently lifting her face up towards him. She found his intense amber eyes staring back down at her and was more than a little shocked to see a single tear slide down his face. "I love you, Cris."

She smiled at him as she reached up and wiped the tear from his face. Their eyes were still locked together, the feelings they both shared for each other showing in that gaze. Not breaking that stare, he gently picked her up before pushing her against the wall next to the window, his hands sliding under her thighs to hold her up. He held her up to where he didn't have to reach so low when he kissed her.

It didn't stop at just one. Soon the room was filled with her quiet moans as one of his hands released his hold on her and began to wander her body, the other easily still supporting his hold on her to keep her against the wall. Cris' head was tilted back, her eyes closed as Raph nibbled on her neck. His hand sent shivers down her spine as it firmly cupped her breast. His hand gently squeezing causing a moan to escape her lips.

It still stunned him how small this fiery woman actually was against him. Not that she was short, just short compared to him. There were times he worried about hurting her just because of his large size. But she fully trusted him, never shied from him in any way. She didn't back down from his temper when it flared, and had even placed herself unafraid between him and the current target of his anger. Nothing about him scared her. She had no idea how grateful he was for that. He had always been the large one, the biggest freak, monster or abnormality depending on which idiot you asked that had happened to cross paths with him over the years. She saw none of that, she saw Raphael and she loved him.

She had given him so much. A companion to love, a son to raise, pulled him out of his pit of anger more than a few times with a slap on the arm and a muttered "Idiot". Before now, Leo had really been the only one to manage that. Now she was the one reining him in more than Leo was. Finally, he had been able to repay her for everything she's done for him. Had been able to show her how much he loved her. To see those happy tears in her eyes when he formally proposed earlier and again when they exchanged vows, nothing could explain the joy he felt for her. And now...now she was pressed against him on their wedding night. Her body eagerly responding to his touch.

She moaned louder when his hand moved from her breast down her body and between her legs. Her grip on his shoulders tightened as he caressed her rapidly moistening folds. She let out a pleasure filled gasp when he gently inserted a finger into her.

His nostrils took in her scent, her pleasure and it spurred him into his own arousal as he released himself from his slit. He brought his head from her neck and kissed her hard as he lined himself up under her, a kiss he broke with a loud churr as he then filled her. Her soft, warm flesh surrounded him as her own sound of pleasure filled his ears.

Cris was breathing heavily as he began to move. He was large, and she felt every inch of him as he repeatedly pushed into her. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as he thrust again, harder this time, and her body responded. She was pushing her own pelvis against him as she matched his hard pace.

"I'm going to make you scream..." He growled into her ear as he pumped again, hard. "Let them hear us this time."

What the fuck? Was this some kind of competition? On their wedding night? Oh, God, if what he was doing to her right then didn't feel so fucking good, she would definitely complain. Maybe... probably, ok probably not. Then he shifted his hips, grinding into her deeper and she was right back with him. Right where she belonged. "Oh god! Yes! Raph! Mmmm." Damn... He did it again. "Ra-aph! God!" she screamed this time as he went into her harder.

His hands found their way to her hips and he began to slam her down onto him as he thrust up and he was rewarded with her cries as her head flew back. He watched her with intent eyes as he kept at it, again and again she felt him ram himself into her. Each trust sending a wave of ecstasy over her, and she hadn't even came yet...not that she was far off from it anymore. His growl filled her ears as he shifted his hips again and plunged into her. And that was all it took. Her whole body shook with the intensity of her release. "Raph!" She screamed into the room as she gave into the feeling. "I love you! Nngh! Raph!" Still he kept it up as she rode out her pleasure, each thrust just adding more to it until she was a screaming whimpering mess against him when he finally came.

She collapsed against him, trembling. Her head wearily looked up at him as he adjusted his grip to hold her, and she smiled before her eyes slid closed, content and happy she rested against him. His warm, secure arms around her. Her Raphie, her husband. She sighed...

Her eyes shot right back open again at the sound of banging on the wall. "Hey!" Mikey's muffled voice came through next. "Can you keep it down over there! We can hear you!"

They exchanged a quick, amused glance before they both bust out laughing.

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It was just a few hours before dawn when a soft glowing form appeared on the rooftop of the barracks. It intended none of the residents in this section harm, far from it. It stayed stationary up there for a few moments before it silently drifted down through the ceiling and into the corridor below.

All was now quiet behind those four doors at this at hour. Long had it worked towards this goal, and was very pleased with the outcome. It had searched for the right one for what it had in mind. And when it had found the individual, it silently watched her. Taking in the struggles this poor soul had faced. He knew shortly after that this was the one whom he had been looking for, and set his plan into motion. He knew how to heal her pain and how to heal the loneliness felt by another. It was the reason the lighting bolt had brought these two worlds together.

The glowing form slipped from room to room, adding it's own blessings to the event that had happened the day before. Each pair had been brought together by his silent promptings and it now took joy in the happy, sleeping faces he found in each room. Each woman held in the protective arms of her turtle. Yes...it had done it's work well.

It slipped quietly into the last room, it's soft glow falling onto the figures on the bed. One was asleep, leaning on the chest of the eldest brother as he sat leaning against the wall. His arms held her tenderly, his own eyes were closed, but he wasn't asleep. Blue eyes opened as he felt something in the room with him...and stared in awe at the light he found.

It returned that gaze with it's own calm one as those blue eyes filled with tears, but a smile had found it's way on Leonardo's face. 'Father...'

'My son,' Splinter smiled at him 'all is well now. No more will you and your brothers face the loneliness my departure has made you feel.'

'It was you, wasn't it?' Leonardo asked as his grip tightened a bit around Vicky. 'You brought us all together...'

'Yes. I felt your pain, and the pain of your brothers. I knew there were those out there who could relieve them, but to bring you to them was the challenge. A challenge worth taking on. Now you all have ones that love you just as much as I did, and still do.'

'I thank you for that. She is more than I ever expected to have."

'None are needed Leonardo. I did what I did out of love.'

'I love you Father.' His eyes filled with tears again.

'I love you, my son. All of you. I must leave you, but now I can do so knowing you will be cared for.' The turtle on the bed just nodded as the tears fell down his face. 'Farewell, Leonardo.'

'Farewell, Father.'

Leo just quietly watched as the glowing form faded away. He stared at that empty space a long time before Vicky's shifting in her sleep caused him to look down at her. He gently kissed her hair and held her close to him before he finally drifted off to sleep. A long day and an even longer night finally over, but a new life beginning. A life he and his brothers would enjoy every moment of.