Bishop's arm came down with full force striking towards Leonardo's head with Raphael's sai. Leonardo's body tensed as he unsheathed his second sword, stoping the strike with a loud cling as the two metal blades impacted. "Check mate. I win." The madman had the biggest of evil grins painted across his face. 

The next thing that was heard was Raphael's war cry as he tackled the assailant to the floor. Leonardo stood up as fast as he could despite the pain that had taken over his leg. He grabbed his sword and with a push and a pull he managed to follow Donnie's instructions. 

"Haha... Hahaha... Hahahaha!!!!!!" The turtles looked at Bishop, his evil laughter sending shivers through their bodies. "How do you guide a headless horse...?" Leonardo pulled his sword from the panel. The digital clock had stopped it's countdown. He turned to face the enemy. That threat was obviously directed at him.

"Leeeeeooooo!!!!!"

Leonardo gasped for air. The gut wrenching sound of Raph screaming his name pulled him from his meditative state. "No... I have to go back. Come on, Leo. What exactly happened that night...?" Leo had been reliving the fight's events; everything would come in pieces, jumping to the scene of his pointless CPR administrations to Raph. Don had said it was due to his state of shock and his concussion that his brain was having trouble remembering... Or at least that's what he thought Don had said... Things were not that clear any more. Maybe something else happened that was causing the time lapses. 

'Leo...' It was Raphael's voice again. Leonardo took a deep breath. He needed to steady his mind. To face his fear of losing his sanity and push himself back to remember it all. 'Fearless...' The whisper was followed by trailing kisses going down his face. He needed to focus. He started to count in his mind, trying to focus on something else. 

"One... Two..." He breathed out slowly. "Three... Four..."

'LEO...'

"Five, six, seven..."

"Leo... It's not working, Leo..." His eyes snapped open to find himself with his palms pressed against Raphael's body, Michelangelo to his side clenching Donatello's arm as they watched him with dread in their eyes. He was giving Raphael what looked like chest compressions in CPR.

"Sh-shut up, Mikey!" he snapped at the youngest. What was this? Deja vu? Maybe... Maybe a second chance! Frantically he resumed his compressions; maybe this time he could save his lover! But the body still remained motionless, and lifeless. His breath became shallow, what was happening? 

With empty hazel eyes, he looked at his youngest brother. He then looked down at Raphael's body under his hands. Slowly he removed his hands from the cold plastron, slumping his shoulders he started to tremble. 

"Leo...? I'm sorry, Leo... But he's-"

"Gone." Leonardo interrupted Donatello. "I know." 

"Leo..." Donnie's hand reached out for his leader's shoulder in comfort, but right before he came in contact with it his movement was stopped by the sound of someone chuckling. 

"Haha... Hahaha... Hahahaha!!!" Leonardo was euphoric. Now he was sure of it: he had to had gone crazy. "Aaaaaa... Wow... I guess I was right... I finally lost it." He reached to his back holster, unsheathing his sword, he brought the edge of his blade to his neck.

"Leo!?" Both his younger brothers gasped, but they couldn't move fast enough to stop their big brother from slitting his throat... Leonardo felt himself fall onto Raphael's body, letting out his last breath.

"Leo... It's not working, Leo..." Gasping for air, Leonardo turned again to his younger brother's voice. "Leo... It's not working, Leo..." But, where was Mikey? "Leo... It's not working, Leo..." Where was Donnie? "Leo... It's not working, Leo..." Where was Raphael's body? "Leo... Leo... Leo... Leo..." 

"Aaaaaahhhhh...!" Hyperventilating, sweat rolling down his face, Leonardo woke up trying to gasp for air, his throat burning, sight foggy... Turning his head the other way to see what it was, he could make out a dark green shape laying next to him. "R-R-" he tried to speak, his throat was hoarse and dry. Suddenly the shape shifted slightly. Leonardo blinked continuously as fast as he could  to try and clear his sight. The dark green mass turned towards him, then came down on him with tremendous weight and strength. Leo flinched in fear and tried to struggle but his strength was nowhere to be found... Suddenly, his body tensed as a familiar smell reached his nostrils... Could it be...? "R-R-Raph-ie...?" he managed to ask.

The next thing he felt were warm, soft lips pressing on his own. He knew those lips... He closed his eyes, tears trickling down. When he opened his eyes again, he could see those beautiful golden eyes, full of tears, staring down at him. "G'mornin, Fearless..." It WAS him! His beloved Raphael was alive. His smile suddenly faded, eyes stripped off their newfound light, his shaky arm fell to his side. "Leo..? Babe, what's wrong?" 

"You died..." Leonardo whispered. "You died, because of me... Many times..." His voice hoarse, but clear. "And... I hurt Donnie, and Mikey. They hate me... I lost everyone..."

Raphael's eyes softened as he gave Leonardo a gentle hug. "It's ok, Leo... We're here... We're all here... It was just a dream." Leo's body trembled slightly. The dream had been so real.

"You... You were dead," Leo said, this time with more force. His eyes searched Raph's body and found the bandage wrapping his shoulders. Now he remembered.... The night before they had had a close encounter with the one also known as 'The Unkillable'. Being held as test subjects, unable to escape or help his brothers' as they were poked and proved on, threatened with a detonator set up to blow them up if anyone resisted. It reminded him of the first time they had fallen into his clutches years ago, when they were still mere teenagers. If it wasn't for Master Splinter, April and Casey they would all have been dissected for sure. How could he, as leader, let that happen again to his team? Raph had gotten badly hurt during the escape, the options had not been many. The call had been too close for his comfort. It wasn't a surprise it had come to haunt him in his dreams. His biggest fear materialized: losing his brothers. 

"Well, as ya can see I really ain't. I did notice ya tossing and turning and tried ta comfort ya... Which, not for nothing, ya seemed ta enjoy pretty much... I should'a just woke ya up... But ya know what the brainiac says 'bout waking people n stuff..."

Leo stared at Raph's face. He could see Raphael was serious about the whole 'can't wake him up' thing... He couldn't help but let out a loud laugh. Raph's face turned to Leo in wonder, and was suddenly pulled to meet a forceful, deep kiss. Leonardo's tongue danced with Raphael's. He was hungry for his beloved in a way he had never felt before, only maybe when they were intimate for the first time. When he separated to catch his breath, he said, "That's for sleepwalkers, genius..." Raph's jaw dropped, his face turning as red as his mask. Leonardo chuckled again, pressing his lips again for a tender kiss. "Next time, just wake me up... And fuck me until we have no energy for dreaming at all..."

Raphael's mouth lifted into a cheeky grin. "Your wish is my command, oh Fearless leader..."