10 minutes passed, everyone was eating. It was quiet, to quiet for Ray's comfort.

Ray looked at her dad in confusion.

"What is it Ray?"

"Why are you quiet? You're usually super loud at dinner"

"Because I need to talk to you.. in private, c'mon" Raph spoke, getting up and walking out the kitchen and to an old, empty bedroom.

Ray walked over to him "What is it? I didn't scare off any little girls, I'm being nice! So what is i-!"

"It's about your mother, alright?!" He shouted.

Ray got quiet, she stepped back. She hated when people would talk about her mother, especially since the same night she died was the same night she got her scar.

"You know that scar you have.. the same night you got it, was the same night she died."

"No... Shut up..." Ray tried to cover her ears but he pulled her arms away.

"Listen to me, for two minutes. Then you can go, alright?"

Ray nodded and she looked up at him.

"She left for a minute, just to go grab some food. You were a baby and playing with your cousins when.. this woman came. That woman left a bomb in a store, she was there and it exploded.. that same woman also killed my father, Leah's mother.. we were just too late." He said, in one breath.

"You always said mom was a hero to you, that you weren't ready to move on no matter how hard Uncle Casey tried to get you out there, you couldn't" Raph got quiet, unsure where to go from there.

Ray smiled softly "Is that why you always kept me home?"

"Yeah.. I get it if you're ups-!"

"I'm not!" She punched him in the stomach "Okay, now I'm not!" Raph chuckled and hugged her.

"That's good"

Ray smiled and hugged back, despite feeling something new.... Something uncontrollable... Something called... Rage.