Leonardo was the first to remove himself from the bed when the early morning sun rose through the small window within the room. Leo checked on Don, realized he was sleeping and left the room to tend to his morning routine. Meditation and training. Things that he was taught by his master and had learned all of his life.

Though, meditation would be difficult     Due to the activities of the past night.

Mikey was next to leave, getting up to have a shower and make a start on breakfast for all of them, wondering what would be best for Donnie who probably had a very delicate stomach.

Raph was the only one left alone with Donnie when he started to wake up, squirming and looking around only to realise that his 'guard' was still there. He needed a wee but didn't know where the bathroom was or if he was allowed to leave so he stayed, squirming and whimpering in his little nest until he ended up wetting himself. He didn't even get up afterwards, just stayed lying in the blankets that were now soaked in his own urine

Raphael woke up to the smell of urine. His nose wrinkled in distaste and he looked down at the bundle of limbs. Don was curled in on himself crying while he laid within his own urine. Raph quickly got up and removed Don from the mass of wet blankets and quickly carried him out of the room and into the bathroom.

Leonardo watched in confusion as Raphael took Donatello away, having been brought out of his meditation when he heard the door slam open. "What's wrong?" Leo asked, quickly following after his brother.

"He urinated himself. I think... I think he was too scared to ask if he could use the bathroom. Go grab some rags, we need to clean him again."

Leonardo came back shortly with the rags and helped his brother clean, Donatello, frowning when h was once again in a lifeless state. "Don, you are allowed to go to the bathroom. You mustn't wet yourself. We are. Only here to help you. Everything will be fine."

Donnie whimpered but nodded his head, squirming and trying to cover himself and put his penis back into his shell from since it was still hanging out after urinating, not even washing himself as he tried to tuck himself away.

He was scared that they would get ideal or damage it if they got hold of his penis, there was already dark bruises on it from .where he'd been tortured by soldiers squeezing and pulling it too tightly to cause him pain

Raphael was beside himself. They had never been through something like this before. They were doing the best they could.

Raph had not noticed that Dons penis was even out, mainly because he was too worried about getting him clean. Making him feel safe for once in his life. But even he knew that was a long way to go.

The larger turtle sniffed the air and smelled eggs, bacon, and even toast. He looked at Donnie then, speaking in hushed tones. "Would you like something to eat? Are you able to stomach it?"

Donie tucked his penis in without wiping it or anything, just getting it out of sight and flinching a little as the sponges cleaned his lower plastron and thighs, once again his tail dropped down assuming that they were going to finger or fuck him.

Donnie was drooling a little at the amazing smell wafting through the lair, it smelt so good. He used to like to sit outside the kitchens in the foot headquarters to smell the food that he was never allowed to eat, his food was only ever scrapes from the table or food that was starting to go off.

He nervously nodded his head when he was asked if he'd like something to eat, that food smelled to nice for him, they'd want I'm to do something to earn food that good.

"Come on then." Raphael spoke softly, gently lifting Donnie up from the stool and having him stand up on his own. The larger turtle supporting him as he was led to the dining room table. He hoped that it was not too much for the smaller turtle.

Leonardo walked up from behind, holding a pair of Michelangelo's clothes as Don was placed onto one of the wooden chairs. Leo held a shirt up to the smaller turtle and when he knew that it was alright, he gently began to help him get dressed. Raphael right there to help as well.

Once he was dressed. Leonardo took a step back and frowned at how small Don was. "This is not good."

Donnie let Leo dress him with no problems, used to letting people do what they wanted to him and this was no exception.

Even though Mikey was smaller then Raph and Leo he was healthy, unlike poor Donatello. The smallest clothes they owned were still baggy on him

Donnie wasn't interested in the clothes though, his eyes were glued to the table and the tasty breakfast that had been laid out there. There was a little bit of everything, sausage, bacon, eggs, toast, cereals along with juice and milk. Leo also had a cup of his sweet tea and a dark coffee for Raph. Mikey had made sure to cover almost everything since he didn't know what the small abused turtle could have

Raphael sat down next to the smaller turtle, while Leonardo and Michelangelo sat next to each other opposite them. The larger turtle took a sip of his coffee and was surprised when Don was unmoving. And not at all touching the food. "It's alright, Don, you can eat as much as you want. Ya don't gotta wait for permission."

Leo looked over at Mikey and smiled when he seemed to be distressed. "You did a wonderful job, Mike, the food looks amazing." The eldest turtle complimented, trying to make the younger sibling feel a little better. Leo looked over at Don and watched as he slowly reached for the food, obviously scared. "Eat as much as you wish, Donatello. It's alright."

Donnie slowly took a bowl of scrambled eggs, eyes darting around madly as if expecting to be stopped of hurt for daring to touch the food that was far to nice for a freak like him.

He started to slowly pick at it with his hands even though it was messy and already had a spoon in it for him to use, using his hands to start eating nervously.

Mikey sighed but managed a sad smile. "Thanks Leo.. I didn't know what he could eat so I made extra." He explained while drinking his own orange juice and looking at the much too skinny turtle

Raphael had made his plate but he had not dared to touch it. He was too busy watching as Don are his food nervously. Feeling sympathy, the larger turtle helped Donnie with the spoon and fork, showing him how to use it to eat his food without making too much of a mess. It was heart wrenching, but he stayed calm.

Don needed all the support he could get.

Leonardo was impressed, Raphael was handling things so well. Taking care of Don and making sure his needs were met. Leo slowly drank from his tea, chewing his food slowly. "He needs his strength. Once he has more meat on his bones, we can teach him more things and possibly trigger some of his memories. "

The way Donnie was holding the cutlery proved that he'd never held them before since he was taken, getting nervous of the feel of metal in his hands since it reminded him of the humans weapons and toys. He struggled to use them with Raph help and it took even longer for him to eat.

"Hopefully." Mikey said trying to sound optimistic while he ate. He also hoped to get his memories back and hopefully they would be triggered as well

Raphael watched him for a moment and helped when he could, but he knew it would take time for Don to get used to the utensils. But he was trying and it made him smile a little bit. "See, ya got it."

Leonardo watched carefully, taking his time with his food, before smiling himself when Donatello seemed to be making some progress. Perhaps things were not as lost as he had originally thought.

Donnie wasn't holding the utensils properly and was clearly struggling, but at least he was managing to get food from the bowl into his mouth which was already an improvement from when he started, catching on fairly quickly for his first time using them

Mikey though was watching with a broken heart that his little brother couldn't even eat since it looked like he'd never learnt. The poor thing probably couldn't read or write either, things that you are taught and learn as a child had never been part of his life

Raphael frowned as he watched Donatello before letting him eat on his own. Don was not going to get any better if they were at his side twenty four seven.

Breakfast went a little more
smoother after that and the three sat there, unsure of what to do next.

Leonardo rose from his seat after his meal was finished and began to clean off the table once everyone was finished. After that, he came over towards the smaller, speaking softly. "Will you let us treat your wounds today? You can trust us Donatello. No harm will come to you here."

As soon as Leo stood up Donnie had tried to rush forwards to clear the table, it was his job to clean up after everyone! But Mike had held him back saying that Leo had it and that he should just sit back down which he did, somewhat reluctantly. He was still shaking slightly and just fidgeted as he watched one of them clean everything.

He didn't believe that he wouldn't be hurt but he was too used to it too really care, whimpering and nodding his head before starting to strip off where he was sat

"Easy, Don." Raphael spoke softly, slowly stopping Don before he stripped himself completely naked. "We won't - do something like that. Just gonna check your injuries. That's all." The larger spoke calmly.

Leonardo came over with some disinfectant and cream. He sat on a chair next to Don and frowned at all the bruises and swelling. Those sick bastards. They will pay for what they have done.

Leo cursed quietly as he applied treatment on the wounds, not at all liking how infected and bruised some of them were.

Donnie was whimpering and hissing out in pain as the disinfectant stung his wounds and his bruises were sore to touch. He knew that he was going to get hurt, he always did.

He once again stripped off this time until he was naked, exposing all of his abused body to his brothers, there wasn't anywhere where he hadn't been hurt by the human soldiers, even his tail was bruised and looked like it had been burnt badly

Mikey came over to gently help Leo with all the injuries, trying not to think about how he would have gotten them

The whimpers and the soft crying was slowly shattering their hearts. Donatello had been put through so much. Guilt ate at them. While they had grown healthy and strong, Don had been abused while they believed Donnie was dead.

Maybe if they would have infiltrated the building sooner, Don would not have to have been through so much torment. Don did not deserve that. No one did.

Raphael slowly worked on the tail, frowning at all burnt and bruised up it was. The smallers tail did not even curl or stretch out as far as it was supposed to, far too sore and damaged for it to be possible. The larger turtle wanted to help with his other parts as well, but he did not want Don to have the wrong impression or become scared that they would try to rape him.

Raph and Leo both avoided those for now, slowly making their way to the shell and plastron.

Donnie tail used to be extremely sensitive, but now he didn't have much feeling on it at all, only able to move it a little. the burns were sore though and even with a limited amount of feeling it hurt enough to make him cry out and jerk away from Raphs touch. He wanted to run away but was too scared to try and stop them from doing what they liked with him.

It didn't escape the abused turtle that his most sensitive parts were being left till last. They probably wanted to finish with this before enjoying themselves by messing with him there.

Raphael avoided the slit and worked his way around it. Spreading cream and healing ointments along the scars and scrapes upon the plastron. Though he was careful, Don's plastron was so soft that he was afraid even the gentlest touch would make it worse.

Leonardo frowned at all the funk that came off his hand when he spread cream along the smaller's shell, it was so filthy and scarred that black covered all over his hand.

That sick bastard.

The two larger turtles growled to themselves. How could Shredder do this? How could they allow it to happen?

Raph bit his lip for a moment before grabbing Don's small hand within his own and placed some cream on his hand. "Um... Use it to uh, for your privates. Just spread it slowly. We won't touch you there. No one will ever touch you like that, never again." The emerald turtle vowed.

Donnie jumped and whimpered as he heard the growls, thinking that they were growling at him and shakily moved to quickly rub the cream on himself like he was asked.

He misunderstood what Raph had meant to mean that they wanted to watch him put on a show, which he'd been asked to do in the past. His hands were shaking as he started to stroke his slit until his bruised penis fell out, mostly soft but a little hard as he worked to pleasure himself for their amusement.

Raphael's face flushed deeply when he realized what Donatello was doing and quickly moved his head to the side, holding his hand up. Dear god, the smaller thought that....

"N-no! Donatello! Not like that! I didn't mean it like that -"

"We have to explain it slower for him to understand. He has been raped and used, Raph." Leonardo said slowly, his own face quickly turned. "Donatello... That's not what we meant. We are sorry for misleading you, you can put yourself away now." The elder spoke evenly, trying to calm down his own blush of embarrassment.

Donnie pulled his hand away like it was on fire when they seemed upset at what he was doing. Was he doing it wrong? He was scared that he'd be punished for doing it wrong and quickly moved down to finger himself instead with a little whine, luckily his finger was still coated in the healing gel and would help the tears along his entrance.

When he was told to put himself away his eyes were wide, having already worked himself halfway to an erection it would be uncomfortable inside his slit now but he still managed to tuck it back in, a bulge still visible through his soft plastron. There was almost not enough muscle for his slit to stay closed around it now it was half hard but it was just about, still fingering himself while he tended to it

They turned their heads as they waited for Donatello to finish what he was doing. It was too hard to watch. Though Raphael felt like utter shit. Perhaps if he had explained things better, Don would not have got the wrong idea.

The hot head turned to face Donatello and quickly looked away with another embarrassed flush when Don made noises. Though it became too much and he slowly stopped him.

He did his best not to give the wrong Idea this time. The large turtle tried not to look at the bulge as he placed on the smaller's pants and shirt. All the wounds were covered but would need to take time to heal.

Leonardo turned to face Don once he was clothed and frowned when he saw how uncomfortable he was. "I guess we are not making things easier for you. I'm sorry."

Don squirmed, trying to get comfortable with half an erection tucked away under his shell but he couldn't, the baggy clothes helped to hide his erection but he just curled back up in the chair with tears still in his eyes.

He didn't talk much unless he needed to, there wasn't any need to in the foot and he wasn't used to it, it felt weird to use his voice again after so long.

The main reason this wasn't getting easier for Donnie was because he didn't understand it, he'd been used all his life in a certain way and didn't understand the new rules yet, scared of being hurt and punished by these so called brothers who abandoned him as a child

Raphael frowned at the tears on Don's face and felt at a loss. So many years have been wasted. The larger turtle did not know what to do or say to make Don understand.

Leonardo felt the same way. They did not know what the smaller had been through initially. Nor did they know how to essentially care for him. They were going on a whim, it was small success, but they seemed to keep taking two steps back.

But they still needed to do what they could.

"Would you like to explore? Look around perhaps?"

Don shrugged his shoulders, not really comfortable with wandering around on his own in case he would get punished for doing or seeing the wrong thing. "I.if y.you want m.me to." He answered automatically, as if he had no free will of his own and just would follow any orders he was given.

He'd moved around the foot a little easier but here he was still a stranger and didn't know what was expected of him. He'd heard such horrible things about his family that even though he could see them now he was still afraid of them.

Donnie didn't know why they'd taken him back, they hadn't wanted him as a child so why would they want him now?

Raphael watched as confusion etched itself everywhere on Donatello's face. Obviously not used to such treatments. The older male calmly stood to his feet and took Don up with him. "No, it's if you want to. You're not a prisoner here Donnie. You can do as you like.

Donnie didn't see how he wasn't a prisoner, he'd been taken from his 'home' and could leave, he was a prisoner no matter what they said.

Leonardo nodded his head in agreement with Raphael. "Once you feel comfortable. We will even show you the world outdoors. But one step at a time. Let's start with the living room first?"

It was a common living room. A suaded sofa, small wooden coffee table, a brick fireplace on the back wall, and upon the fireplace were photos of the three brothers. The older male had Raphael lead Don towards the bookshelf on the right wall and waved out his hand to show all the history, science, and English books. "This is our studies. Feel free to look through as many as you would like."

Donatello was secretly very intelligent, eyes drinking in every detail for future reference and noting places he could hide in if he needed to get away.

He stared at the photos and saw how happy the brothers looked together, some of them having a huge rat in the photos that looked familiar to him. "I.I can't read." He said quietly, looking down at the floor awkwardly, he'd never been taught, always wanting to learn and better himself but he wasn't allowed

"We will teach you." Leonardo spoke softly, his heart breaking at the sight of Donatello looking like a kicked puppy who had its tail between its legs.

Donnie gave a small smile for the first time in years when he was told that they would teach him how to read, genuinely happy to get a chance to educate himself.

Leo swallowed and coughed as he led them to another part of the house. It was a dojo, decorated to its finest. A weapon rack on the far side of the wall, beautiful and traditional tatami mat flooring, tatami sliding doors, and a small table located in the middle if the room.

Though Leonardo did not take him too far into the dojo, not wanting to awaken any bad memories.

And they did have to move on from the dojo quickly, since Don had started to try and scurry away in fear when he saw the weapons rack, shaking and pleading that he would be good and behave.

They slowly walked to another door, which led to the bathroom. "Raphael's room is right across from the bathroom and your room. Mikey's room is next to mine on the opposite side of the house. If you ever need anything. Don't feel afraid to ask."

Raph was silent throughout the whole thing. The smaller's silence was like a blade. It was hard on all of them. But, they needed Don to understand. No matter how much time that may take."

He now knew where everything in the lair was from the little tour, learning fast and taking in the information like a sponge since it would help him adapt.

"Let's have you rest now. It's been a long morning." Leonardo spoke evenly, leading Donatello to his room. His bed had been remade and the nest he had created on the floor was now filled with more pillows and blankets.

Mikey had just finished remaking the nest when the others came in, offering a warm and inviting smile to the nervous little turtle.

They would let Don work at his own pace. After all, he could not heal if they did everything for him.

Raphael helped the smaller down onto the pillows and offered a reassuring smile, tucking the smaller into the blankets.

He flinched at first when he was touched but then just looked confused as he was tucked comfortably into his bedding. Were they letting him have a little nap? "T.thank you"

Donnie curled back up in his little mess of blankets and pillows, surprised that they gave him such a comfortable little place to bed down in and call his own. They'd even given him clean sheets after he'd wet them, usually if he'd done that he'd just have to wait for it to dry and sleep in the smelly sheets or try and wash them himself.

Raphael offered another warm smile to this and patted Donatello's head. "Get some sleep." He spoke softly and the three turtles left the smaller one alone, though they stayed close.

Donnie nuzzled into Raph's hand like a pet as his head was pat, knowing that the humans seemed to like him acting like a pet, it also showed that he liked to be pet and touched like that.

Their hearts had felt a little lighter when Don spoke those two words. Knowing that they were slowly healing him made them feel ten times better. But there's still a long way to go.

Perhaps it would not take as long as they thought.

Slowly, with a full stomach and warm bedding Don fell into an easy sleep,   much more relaxed on his own then when there was someone in the room with him