Late! I am so late! Donnie's mind raced as he jumped across the rooftops towards the nightclub Y/n worked at. Leo told him to get there no later than 10:45 since the girl should be leaving the club around 11. It took until 10:50 to split away from his brothers and now he was rushing. If he fucked this up, Leo would never let him stand in again, meaning that he would spend every night stalking Y/n instead of leading patrols. That would be no good for anyone.

He was almost there, just two more buildings then he would be there. That's when he heard it. "Stop!" a womans' voice echoed causing his whole body to tense. Donnie's first and only thought was simply 'don't let that be Leo's girlfriend.' before he jumped to the next rooftop and looked down into the alley where the scream came from. The scene in front of him made his stomach drop before anger bubbled up from deep within his chest.

What did they think they were doing? Those two men (If they could even be called that) were restraining Y/n while whispering something in her ear. The bigger of the two men had her arms restrained with one of his own while his free hand crossed over her chest to cover her mouth, pinning her head back against his shoulder. While chuckling, the second man was gripping her breasts and before Donnie could process what he was seeing, one of the man's hands suddenly lowered to Y/n's waist band.

I think not! The turtle thought before jumping from the roof. He landed behind the group with a heavy thud. The man restraining Y/n saw Donnie in an instant, his eyes widening with fear as he watched the turtle rise to his full height while drawing his Bo staff from his back, slapping the wood into his head to add to his threatening look.

"Party's over, the girl comes with me." that was a stupid entry line his mind screeched at him as the second of Y/n's assailants turned to look at him.

Silently he watched as the goon holding her, tightened his grip on Y/n forcing her head to crain even further against his shoulder. "And how are you going to get her, turtle?"

"Why don't you find out." Donnie all but growled.

Over confident, the smaller man removed his hands from Y/n to face the turtle head one. It only took a single move for Donnie to fling him over his shoulder to the ground of the alley. The turtle then went to charge the other man. On instinct, he released Y/n's arms. The girl, wasting no time, used her newly freed limps to reach for the man's other hand, clawing at it until she was able to pry it from her mouth. She lowered the hand just enough to bite down on the junction of the man's thumb, causing him to shout in surprise and shove her away.

Donnie was fast to catch her, using a single hand to steady her. "You okay?" He asked careful to keep an eye over her head towards the goon behind her.

"You're not Francoeur." The girl rushed out.

Donnie stiffened at the comment, pulling his eyes away just long enough to send her a sheepish smile. "Sorry, I'm the stand in today."

"Don't apologize, you just kept me from getting... LOOKOUT!" Y/n cut herself off with a scream before suddenly using her grip on the turtle's shoulder to pull him forward before using Donnie's shell as a springboard to launch herself at the man attempting to sneak up on them. Her landing left Y/n in a less than optimal position, and Fa quickly got her to the ground straddling her waist as he pinned her wrists.

The turtle watched with wide eyes, wanting to run to help, but Ito's hands gripped Donnie's bo, leaving the turtle only enough room to shout over his shoulder. "What are you doing!"

"Keeping one guy busy!" The girl screamed back as her nails dug into Fa's arm while adjusting her grip on the man above her. Post her response, Y/n looked back at Fa, finding him smirking down at her, his pride that he landed in a mount position over her evident. This simply made her glare easier to form as her own smirk pulled at the corner of her mouth. Her fear was now temporarily replaced with adrenaline and she knew that would be her driving force. Well that and the fact that now that she wasn't restrained by a second person she had a promise to keep.

"I told you I'd break your arm if you ever touched me." Without another word, Y/n twisted her body to capture Fa in an arm bar. Throwing her weight forward she landed on his back, his arm still captured and now painfully twisted. She refused to release his arm in spite of the man's screaming until she heard the snap she desired. Instantly, Fa's screams intensified, making Y/n smirk while throwing the now lip appendage down. "I always keep my promises."

Ito and the turtle froze, both staring in shock as the girl stood, took a moment to rebutton her jeans then looked up at them, completely unbothered. Their eyes were as wide as saucers, but neither moved. That was, of course, until Y/n's eyes landed on Ito, her neutral glaze morphing into a deathly glare. Reading herself she prepared to fight her next attacker alongside the turtle. Before either of them could move, Ito released his grip on Donnie's Do and bloated toward the entrance of the alley, disappearing around a corner in seconds.

"Well he made that easy." Donnie mused before looking back at Y/n. "I think it's time to get you home."

Y/n nodded at the turtle as he held out his hand to her. She prepared to grab it, only to freeze when Fa called out to them. "Get back here you, you, Whore!"

"Maybe I should break your jaw as well Fa," Y/n groaned, turning on her heel to stare at the man who was pitifully laying on the ground where she had left him. "That will shut you up."

Before she could step in his direction, Donnie grabbed her shoulder holding her in place. "He's not worth it." He said simply. Y/n turned to him prepared to argue, but it fell silent on her lips when the turtle's tone softened to a whisper. "Let's get out of here."

She wasn't exactly sure why, but there was something about his tone mixed with the caring glint in his eyes that caused all of Y/n's anger to fade away. The adrenaline in ehr veins slowly dwindled, and reality set back in. She was scared. No. She was terrified. Her chest began to burn. Y/n's eyes darted around the alleyway scanning through her steps that lead to this very moment until they finally settled on the three fingered hand resting on her shoulder. It was familiar, but new. Both of her hands rushed up to cover it, clinging to one of his fingers. It was so large that her thumb barely managed to find its resting place on top of her middle nail. Even so, it didn't scare her. No. This turtle was the only thing in the whole world that didn't scare her right now.

So with desperate eyes, she whispered to him. "please."

Donnie looks at her sadly as he realizes that everything must be settling in. She needed to get home, or at the very least somewhere comfortable. Wasting no more time, he tucked his bo securely on his back before crouching down and opening his arms. Donnie then waited. Y/n didn't need anything else forced on her, and it seemed like Fa was down for the count. They had time. So he simply stayed in his open position until the girl was ready.

For a few moments, she simply stared. It amazed her how small and welcoming he managed to make himself. This was a giant ninja turtle for crying out loud, yet he made the two of them level and his features soft. From the looks of it, he would be willing to wait forever if that's what she needed.

I want to leave, Y/n finally thought to herself, punctuating the thought with a nod. She approached him slowly, taking one of his outstretched hands with her own and waited leaving a mere foot of space between them. Donnie's lips stretched into a small smile as he led her hand to his shoulder. Catching on fast, Y/n moved her other hand to the turtle free shoulder. The turtle then tucked one arm behind her back while the other scooped under her knees. When he stood fully, she was securely in his arms being led towards a wall of the ally below a fire escape.

He tried his best not to jostle her more than necessary as he moved Y/n's to one arm, so he could scale the building. With hand on the fire escape he glanced down at the girl, giving his final warning. "Hold tight!"

The Turtle then jumped up, grabbing the fire escape with hsi free arm, before skillfully climbing tot he rooftop. Y/n took a deep breath when their assent was done, only to release it as a yelp when Doonnie rushed towards the edge of the building. Without warning the turtle jumped. Shocked by suddenly being airborn Y/n buried herself against Donnie's shell.

He couldn't help but chuckle as he adjusted his grip to hold her tighter. His eyes glanced down at her, and what he saw made him smile. She admitted looked adorable. Her frazzled mess of hair was rushing around her head, her eyes were clamped shut, and her lips were pressed in a tight line. Even so, she looked adorably meek. If someone tried to convince him that this girl had broken a man's arm just a few minutes ago he would have laughed in their face.

I see why Leo likes her so much, he thought to himself, she's a natural charmer. Capable, smart, and pretty. All of that can be figured out after just a few minutes with her. They hadn't even spoken really, yet Donnie felt as if he already learned so much.

He jumped a few more rooftops before finally settling on one half way between ehr apartment and the club. They were a good distance away now.

"Okay we should be safe here." The turtle said as he carefully released Y/n from his hold, leaving his hand grazing her lower back to keep her steady. "How ya holding up?"

Instead of a response, Y/n's shoulder suddenly jerked as a loud sob tore from her throat. Donatello jumped back at the sound, hands raising in the air, just in case his touch had caused whatever was going on. But it wasn't him. No. All adrenaline was gone now, and so was the anger. Y/n's mind simply shouted one word on repeat to her, scared. Her hand moved to her face, pals pressing on her eyes as tears began to fall.

She could vaguely hear her rescuer panicking in front of her. It wasn't much, but it was enough to make her look up at him, arms moving to hug herself. The second he saw tears however, his panic intensified. Donnie was not the turtle who dealt with tears. That was Mikey's job. He couldn't even handle when April cried and he actually knew her. This girl. Y/n. Was a stranger to him. He had no idea what to do.

"Oh crap, um fuck, um, I don't know how to fix crying.'' The turtle looked around frantically, his hands clenching in the air as he used them through the air uselessly until they finally found purchase on Y/n's shoulders, squeezing them in what he hoped was a comforting way. "If it's any consolation, that was badass back there. Leo would be proud of you."

"Really?" She whispered, head craning back to look up at him.

Taking pity on the girl Donnie slumped his back a bit while smiling. "Yeah. I had no idea you could defend yourself like that."

"I wouldn't have gotten anywhere if you didn't show up to save me." She sniffled, her voice a miserable horse tone."Thank you um..."

"Donatello." He said quickly, a sheepishly smile appearing.

Y/n managed to mimic the turtle's cheerful expression as she broke a line of tears with the back of her hand. "Donatello. I like it."

A comfortable silence settled over the pair for a few moments, before Donatello pulled a small shell shaped device off of his belts. Silently he squinted at the screen before returning it to its proper place with a sigh. His attention moved back to Y/n who was busying herself with pulling pieces of rubble out of her hair as she sniffled. When he spoke, however, the girl stopped what she was doing to focus on him.

"You shouldn't stay out too much longer. Where do you want to go? Home? A friend's house? I mean if you really want I can take you to Leo." Donnie offered only to find Y/n's hands covering his mouth as she jumped up onto her toes, eyes wide with panic.

"N-no..." She rejected so quickly that her cheeks managed to turn an even deeper shade of red. "I don't want him to see me like this."

The girl lowered back to flat feet, head turning to the side as if she was afraid to make further eye contact. Donnie took the opportunity to give her a once over. Sure her hair was tangled and there were smudges of dirt on her face and arms but that was to be expected considering what she just went through. The same could be said about her puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks. Did she look her absolute best? No, but she didn't look that bad. You know, all things considered. "I'm pretty sure he'll understand why you look..."

"Like hot garbage?" she cut him off, attempting to run her fingers through her hair only to get quickly caught on a knot. "It's ok, I'm aware."

"It's not that bad." Donnie quickly countered. "You just look like you..."

"It's ok. I know I look like I was rolling around in a dirt back alley." Y/n insisted, her sad smile reappearing for a moment before she tried to think of where to go.

Home wasn't a good choice. Not only did Fa and Ito know where that was, she was certain that being at the empty apartment waiting for David would do more harm than good. She didn't have many people in the city to turn to. Karai was working tonight, and had openly admitted to fighting the turtles, so arriving with one to ehr place wasn't a smart choice, so Y/n's mind went to her only other option.

"Can you take me to Jamison's? I'll show you the way." She asked. Donnie nodded in response before opening his arms again, allowing Y/n to settle back in against him before he took off in the direction she pointed.

***

Y/n would admit, she never expected to enter her friend's apartment complex through a hall window, yet there she was, clinging separately to Donnie as he picked the lock and climbed inside. Silently the turtle carried her past the numbered doors of the fifth floor until she stipped him outside of Jamison's unit.

He stood silently outside the door, doing nothing more than loosen his grips on her. He was letting Y/n take the lead again and she appreciated it more than she could say. Trying to show him at least a small amount of gratitude, the girl stayed in his arms, adjusting herself just enough to give him a legitimate hug rather than the scared nuzzle she provided while they jumped through the air. Donnie seemed to understand, giving her a squeeze. They only separated when Y/n's arms wents slack and started siding off his shoulders.

"Thank you." Y/n's whispered as she used Donnie's arm to steady herself as her feet landed on the carpet.

The turtle gave her elbow a squeeze before lowering his hand and stepping back."Of course."

They stared at each other as Donnie backed towards the window. It reminded them of their first exchange of words, back in Y/n's apartment. The same feeling of shared emotion and automatic trust lingered around them, only now, they had experienced each other in an active sense. Donnie saved her, and Y/n impressed him. Ultimately, however, they still labeled each other with the same terms. Donatello was Leo's little brother, a hero. Y/n was a caring girl who took care of Leo, her heart on her sleeve.

Part of the turtle's mind nagged at him as he once again prepared to climb out a window leaving the singer alone on the verge of tears. What were the odds that the two times they interacted ended the same way. Probably higher considering who she works for, Donnie thought, before a memory burned to the forefront of his mind. He still had the card.

Prior to leaving the lair for patrol, Donatello was thinking of how he was going to sneak away to walk Y/n home. He made a huge chart covering every possible outcome of tonight. Unfortunately, saving her from muggers and/or rapists was on that list. As soon as he charted that possibility however, Donnie realized the opportunity he would have. It was opening to get her out. He had already tried once, offering to take her to Leo, but was soundly rejected. So he could hand her his plan B.

An index card on which he wrote a single phone number. The best person for Y/n to contact for a quick escape plan, that wouldn't pop up on the foot's radar. Not immediately at least. The turtle looked back at Y/n, catching her eyes in a fleeting moment before she turned towards her friend's apartment door, lifting her hand in preparation to knock.

"y/n, wait..." Donnie called, his mind being made up. He dug in the pack dangling from his belt and carefully pulled out a yellow index card that he brought with him, just in case. "I can't force you to leave, and right now, to say you're pretty shaken up would be an understatement. Think about it, and if or when you decide you're ready to ditch your job. Use the card. April is a friend of my brothers and I. She'll help you get out, and you'll be able to stay hidden with us at our lair for however long you need."

Y/n looked at the card for a moment before taking it from his hand and holding it close to her chest, as if it was a precious gift. "Thank you, Donetello. For everything tonight. Please let Francoeur- er uh... Leonardo, know that I'm ok."

"Will do." He nodded while walking backwards toward the hall window calling out his final goodbye as he climbed through. "See ya around."

She watched as Donatello left, shocking her at the speed in which he disappeared into the night. As amazing as it was, she didn't have the time or desire to think about the logistics now. All she wanted was to be somewhere she knew was safe, preferably with a hug from her friend. So, with new determination Y/n began to knock on the door.

It took a few minutes of constantly banging for the door to unlock. It tugged open with an unnecessary amount of force revealing a disheveled Jamison, pissed beyond belief. His pajamas looked rumbled, and he hadn't bothered to grab a shirt before coming to the door. Before he even looked up at who was knocking the man parked out a harsh 'What!'. A moment later, he blinked fog from his eyes to take in his visitor.

"Y/n? What are you doing here?" Jamison asked, before his expression shifted from confusion to concern. In a flash his arm was around her shoulders, leading the girl into the apartment. Kicking the door shut with his foot the actor turned to his friends, brushed some loose strands of hair out of her face. "You look like shit, what happened?"

That's all it took. She broke down into tears again and ran into Jamsions's arms. He didn't need an explanation, he simply pushed her inside, shutting the door behind them. The blonde pulled the girl to his chest and held her there, letting her cry until she managed to form words. She went over the night's events, studded by bouts of tears. In the end it was truly a mess of words for Jamie to decipher, but he understood well enough.. As soon as she had finished, Jamison sat her on the couch leaving only long enough to grab his phone. By the time he sat beside her he was already on the phone with David.

"--just get your ass over here. She said leo–" Shut grabbed his arm and shook her head. Leo wasn't there, what she had said was a turtle ninja came and helped her. Jamsion got the message, though a new confused look coated his features. "No, a turtle ninja saved her, but that doesn't change the fact that Fa and Ito were there first."

"I'm running! I was already part of the way home! I should be there in five minutes!" Y/n overheard David from the other end of the phone.

"Just be fast." Jamison urged. "See you in a bit."

True to his word, David arrived in a little over five minutes. He threw open the door rather than knocking, shocking his friends enough for them to jump to their feet. David wasted no time rushing to Y/n's side and pulling her tightly against his chest. The man struggled to keep his voice level as he looked back at Jamie."Leo dropped her off?"

The other man sighed and shrugged as he approached the pair, gentilly lifting a hand to pet Y/n's knotted hair."She shook her head no, but I don't exactly know any other ninja around here."

"His brother." Y/n muttered against David's chest.

"What?" the man asked, pushing her away just enough for her to look up and speak clearly.

"It was one of Leo's little brothers." she explained. "Donatello. He saved me."

"Well god bless, Donatello." David responded as he pulled her back in and kissed her hair line. "They didn't get... they didn't... how far did they?"

Y/n shivered at the implication. "Clothes stayed on."

"Thank god." her friend sighed, his grip getting tighter. "I was about to drive us to a hospital for a rape kit."

"No... stay here please." Y/n mumbled against his chest, face buried so tightly against his shirt at this point that David almost failed to decipher her words.

"Jamie?"

"You think I'm letting you two leave. Fat chance." The blonde scoffed. He then moved his hand to Y/n's back, prompting her to turn her head and look at him. Jamie sent her a caring smile as he caressed her cheek. "Come on, let's get some pajamas, give you a little TLC, and pile into the king."

The trio nodded to each other before walking to the bedroom .Jasiomse quickly dug through his drawers pulling out extra p[ajama's for his friends. Y/n then retreated to the bathroom to change as the boys got everything else ready. David went through his work bag for the phone chargers he carried which jamison pulled in by the bedside table. The boys then queued up a piano playlist then knew Y/n loved and dimmed the lights. If they were being honest they were clueless on how to approach this situation, so the pair simply chose to make as comfortable of an environment as possible.

When Y/n returned she couldn't stop her smile. It was sweet what they were doing. The only step left was for David to change and them all to climb into bed. Jamsion led Y/n to the side closest to the window, her preferred spot during a standard friend's overnight. He smiled down at her, running a hand over her hair before moving to his side of the bed. When DAvid came he instantly climbed to the middle.

"Feeling up to cuddle? Or would you rather nobody touch you?" He whispered to her, staring at the back of her head patiently.

Y/n answer came quickly however. "Cuddles please. I don't want to be alone."

"Cuddle puddle it is!" Jamison all but cheered in front of the other end of the bed, wasting no time to grab David by the hips.

The blonde all but rolled on top of the other man while laughing. The commotion made Y/n glance over her shoulder and soon he laughed as well. Jaisome looked like a koala clinging to a very flustered tree. David's eyes met hers in a pleading fashion, as if asking her what he was supposed to do. She couldn't answer him over her laughter. So inters she did her own barrel roll landing with her back against David's chest. The action was enough to make the final man join in the laughing as his untangled his arms form Jamie's grip in favor of pulling Y/n closer.

"Alright enough laughing," David managed. "We need to get some sleep. It's been a hectic night."

Everyone hummed in agreement before taking a moment to make themselves comfortable in their new close quarters. Once everything settled Jasisome reached behind him to turn off the flights completely so they could finally go to sleep.

It took Y/n a while longer to close her eyes, because she saw something from the window. On the adjacent rooftops stood two large shadows. She couldn't make out what they were, but she did see a pair of ribbons blowing in the window behind one of them. Her smile returned as hse thought of who it could be, purple ribbons flash to her mind.

"Thank you, Donatello." she whispered as she closed her eyes and finally fell asleep.