A week later your period hasn't come yet, which it let you worried. You started to notice some changes in your body, 'abnormal changes' you mean. Your breasts increased in size, some sharp pain sticking here and there. You've spent hours of the day tired, peeing each thirty minutes, desire of specific foods you had never imagined you would eat.

Something's suspect here.

"Hey, Don." You greeted your nerdy friend who was in the kitchen area having a great meal.

"Hey, Y/N." He smiled, picking a buttered toast and taking a bite. You noticed some food spreaded over the table. This boy must be starving or something. ''What made you come in the Lair earlier? It's early evening.''

''I know. Sorry for not warning you sooner that I was coming. I'm kinda looking for somethings.'' you commented, heading to the kitchen cabinets ''Um, are there Doritos and Nutella?''

Donnie lifts an eyebrow as chew the toast and picking a glass of orange juice ''Doritos and Nuttela? I don't know. Why?''

''It's been a while I'm feeling this gastronomic desire. I don't know why.'' you said, opening every single cabinet door and searching inside for the stuff.

''But you don't like Nutella. And have you been feeling that... desire? That's odd.''

Sighing, you opened the fridge door, disappoined that there're several cans of Orange Crush and other kind of food ''I know.'' You closed the door cabinet, turning to face your tall friend having his massive dinner. ''I don't know what is going on with me. For a few days I'm feeling that abnormal things have happend to me. I mean, I'm still having it.'' you leaned against the lower cabinet and looked down at your feet ''I'm feeling mornings sickness, mainly. Fatigue. Passing urine more frequently than usual, food desire, and others things.'' You looked up at the mutant purple clad turtle, and froze. Donnie was chewing very slowly than usual, still holding his toast. But this is not what made you shocked.

He was looking right at your breasts.

Your eyes ran around but at him, too ashemed by his sudden act ''Um... Donnie?''

''Yes?'' he startled, chocking.

''Why were you...''

''IT'S NOT WHAT YOU'RE THINKING!'' he composed himself, cleaning his troat before continue ''Well, how can I explain that?''

You tilted your head, trying to get what he means. ''Well?''

"Y/N, what I'm gonna ask is too intimate but I need to know something." he commented, landing his ambar eyes on yours again "When... was the last time you bleed?"

You frowned ''Bleed? You mean my period?''

He just nodded.

Oh.

"I'm not sure".

He lift an eyebrow "Aren't you sure?".

Oh, God.

When did you have your last period? Last month? It was supposed to come two weeks ago, but why it hasn't come yet? Well, You know the reason but you don't want to believe that. You and Raph didn't use the fucking protection. What an irresponsibility coming from you both. And how could Donnie see the difference just looking at your breasts?! You look down at them, trying to find any difference in size. Nothing at all, as you see.

Oh. My. God.

Your lungs started to make effort to pull some air, eyes wide and locked on Donnie's. "Do you think I'm-?".

He just nodded again, slowly this time.

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"Y/N. Calm down." Donatello says as grab you by your shoulders. It had been hard to rationalize anything.

"I thought my body wouldn't accept Raph's sperm."

"Y/N-"

"I'm an idiot. How didn't I think of using condom? But there's no size for Raph, though. But even that! I should had use a condom!"

"Y/N-"

"And now I'm pregnant with Raph's baby without planning the whole thing! I don't know what to do. I'm not ready to be a mother!" you almost yelled, but Donnie's sudden move prevented it quickly by pulling you into his hug. You couldn't hold back your feelings, letting the tears fall down.

"Just calm down." Donatello murmmured softly, his arms warped comfortably around you. "Everything's gonna be okay. You're not alone."

Sniffing, you share a heavy shaking sigh.

Donnie huffed a giggle, pushing you away calmly away from him, his hands still on your shoulders "The good side of caring my nephew is that our family is growing. And also, you must be prepared 'cause we all are gonna pumper that child a lot" he grinned.

"Hey! I won't allow it!" you punched his arm

"We will. We will do everything to give that child a good life it deserves. Don't worry, Y/N. You're not alone."

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Two vividy pink lines could be seen side by side in pregnancy test, as you expected.

How would Raph reacts? Would he scold you for get pregnant? Would he accept the baby? Would he reject you? Would he get angry? So many thoughts have filled your mind for a few seconds. Insecurity shakes your sanity fearing for the next moments. How about the rest of his family? What Splinter would do or say?

"I'm afraid." You muttered while hold the thin object. You've spent thirty minutes in the bathroom in the Lair, staring down at the pregnancy test most of the time.

"Don't be." Donnie assured from the bathroom entrance "If Raph says or does something that make you feel unconfortable, I'll cut his head off." He joked, half serious.

You giggled lowly, rubbing your finger above the two pink lines imagining the future with Raph. You both as parents. His child running around playing. Raph would pay to see Leo dealing with a child.

You looked up at your nerdy friend as share a warm smile. Donnie would be a wonderful aunt and teacher to teach your child about everything and Mikey would be that kind of amazing aunt that children love.

What a wonderful family they are.

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"Are you sure about this?" You asked, looking up at Donnie. You both are walking side by side heading to the guym area.

"You don't need to feel unconfortable, Y/N. You know Raph. He would never yell or cause you any harm." He places his hand on your shoulder "Everything will be okay. Trust me."

"Love!" your red clad boyfriend called from upper large guym pipe, jumping off and marching toward you. "I missed ya." Automatically his massive arms warped around you as you disappear inside is hug. Donnie smiled, taking a step back to give you both some personal space. "How have you been?"

You couldn't help but chuckle, hugging him back. "Been okay. And-" You froze, a nervous gulp calling his attention.

Noticing your sudden nervous, Raph looked at his brother. He knew that something is not right "What? What's going on?"

"Nothing bad, bro. Y/N wants to tell you something." Donnie commented, crossing his arms over his plated chest.

Raph frowned and stares down at you "Tell me what?"

You opened your mouth to answer, but the concern has prevented your courage to let it out. You're so afraid to confess he is going to be a father.

"Love?"

"Ah..." Your eyes traveled along his giant plastron rather up at his eyes, forcing the words to spill out. But you can't. The anxious and insecurity are devouring you inside out, and you can't hide it from him at least!

Raph looked back at his brother, worried.

Donnie rolled his eyes. He pointed at you and then at his belly, gesturing about your pregnancy. Of course he doesn't want to say that unexpected news to the future papa, he want you to do that, but it is getting hard to you to admit. So he decided to help.

Raph looked down at you and then up at his brother, a confusing face appearing on his face.

Donnie sighed, adjusting his arms together and swinging them from side to another, simulating a "stop crying" movement for babies.

"The actual fuck?" Raph said.

"I'm pregnant!" you shouted, lowering your head with your eyes closed, ready for the coming annoying answers. But none has come. Why isn't your boyfriend saying anything? You rise your head slowly, fearing his acts. All you could see is that he's froze like statue, his green eyes clued at yours. You couldn't describe his expression. Anger? Fear? Happy? Suspicious?

"Repeat." His voice was low but firm.

"I'm... pregnant. I am carrying your baby." You said slowly, pronuciating each word carefully with nervousness. Suddenly the brute crashes his lips over yours with needing, as like this is the last time he would kiss you. Donnie felt a bit embarassed, turning his attention at a random spot around.

"Is this serious?!" A tear slide down on his cheek, a big smile drawing his lips.

You started to cry by happiness as nod. You really need to get used to his unreadle-expressions.

"Oh my God! But, how?"

"Do you really want to know that?" Donnie questioned, tilting his head to the side.

"So..." You started after a moment "Are you not mad?"

"Why in the world I would be mad? That's the best news I've ever received in my life!"

You grinned still with tears on your face. For the very first time since you found out you're pregnant, you are relived. "Ya know, I thought you wouldn't accept the baby."

He gaped, eyes growing wide "W-wait, wait. Not wanting the baby?? Bullshit! Why did you think about that, love? I'd never abandon you, even if you're pregnant!"

"Sorry. Just those thoughts, ya know..."

S*xual ab*se is the worst thing that could happen to someone, it leaves marks and wounds within the person's both mind and soul, mainly. The boys know that. If they find out that you suffered such of a hellscape like that, they would feel shocked, anger, disgust; they want to end the abuser's life who did hurt you. And they will.

They do not tolerate this kind of crime, the pervet delinquent should be punished severaly.

All the four would support you, give you space when you need, share comfort words and moments. And they would never ever blame you for what just happened. Why would they do it, after all? The real culprit is the abuser, and it will never be the opposite. Period. The boys know how hard this situation means to you, they know you might take time to overcome it completely—or never, pherhaps.