A/N: Okay… I lied. This is the last chapter, then I am going to continue Pain Forever and get going on my "What if…" series.

When Raph awoke, he expected to be in bed.

All he saw were familiar sewer walls, and heard a faint, annoying beeping sound.

He turned his head to see a surprised, blurry-faced turtle. A purple strip went across the turtle's eyes, so he guessed it was Don.

"Kay?" He heard. Raph knew that Don said more, but he didn't hear it. He couldn't even move or open his mouth anyway. He couldn't even feel his arm. Wait… Why? Raph ended up just closing his eyes and drifting into sleep instead. Don walked away from the bed, with a frown on his face. He passed by the containment they had for Leo's body so that it wouldn't get atrophic before his burial. A tear snaked its way down his cheek and dripped to the floor. He wiped it away furiously, and left the lab. Mike was sitting at the couch watching television.

"Is he okay?" Mike asked. He was on the edge, because his hero was shot. Raph had barely made it. It was a miracle.

"Yeah, he woke up just a moment ago…"

"REALLY? I wanna see 'im!" Mike yelled and started to make a mad dash to the lab door, only to be blocked from Don.

"Mike, his brain isn't fully tuned into reality. He is unconscious at this time, anyways. Sorry, Mike." Don said, the former frown forming once again. Mike stopped being jumpy and his shoulders shrugged. "He should be normal by tomorrow though, and then we should be able to talk to him and I can check for any side affects that the shot to the neck gave him."

"Yes!! He needs to like, wake up sooner!" Mike yelled, getting jumpy again. Don walked away, shaking his head from slight disturbed amusement. He walked into his room and laid down on his bed, falling into a nightmare filled dream.

Raph awoke again, but this time, nothing was blurry. He turned his head to look around, even though it did pain him. His wound was still healing. Anyways, HE COULD MOVE! But, he still couldn't feel his left arm. Why couldn't he feel his arm? Raph tried to move it, but his arm didn't even twitch to even show he was even trying. Then, the lab door burst open.

"Raph! You're awake." He turned his face, despite the pain, to look at his brother. Don stood next to him, checking over him.

"How long was I out?" Raph whispered, hating how weak he sounded.

"About four days… But that doesn't matter. Is there anything that hurts besides your neck or any side affects?" Don asked, still looking over his older brother's body.

"Don… I think there's something wrong. I can't feel my left arm or even move it!" Raph informed. Don's eyes widened and he looked at Raph with pain filled eyes.

"Raph… It looks like the bullet managed to sever your nerves in your arm. Y-you won't be able to move it…" Don explained. Raph's eyes widened in realization.

"W-will it heal?" Raph asked. Oh, god, this can't be happening!

"I-I don't think so Raph. I-I'm sorry…" Don choked out. Raph suddenly remembered what happened those several nights ago. Tears fell down his face and rolled down the back of his neck, making it sting.

"I-I really screwed up Don… Didn't I?" Raph cried. Why is he still here while his brother will soon be laying six feet underground?

"R-Raph… It wasn't your f-fault…" Don whispered. It was so hard, knowing one brother was dead and the other was wanting to die.

"Don! He took that bullet for me! Now he's the one who is dead, and I am still here! It's my fault he's even dead! If he didn't take that bullet…" Raph's voice trailed off.

"Raph! You would be dead instead of him! We would all do what he did that night! So stop taking the blame and get over yourself!" Don shouted. Raph closed his eyes and slowed his breathing. He knew it was the truth, but it still hurt him. He dreamt of him having a nightmare and Leo sitting next to his bed, comforting him. The feeling of abandonment and loss quickly faded and Raph smiled.

Leo never left him. His elder brother was always watching.