Here we are at the absolute end. *sniffle* Finishing a story is so bittersweet. Mega thanks and virtual brownies to all those who followed, reviewed, and all that good stuff. Even more RaphXMona stuff in this epilogue, which I can't seem to stop writing now. Might as well put this story under the "romance" category.


Mona Lisa and Raph sat in the Pit with the TV on in front of them, relaxing after the stressful night. Everyone else was in the kitchen eating pizza or in their rooms asleep.

As soon as the guys got back, and Raph realized that Mona Lisa was alright, he had ran up to her and hugged her without thinking. Then he realized what he was doing and quickly let go. Mikey ran up to her with a smile and a "Hey, Mona!" before quickly taking the pizza boxes from her grasp. Without the pizza boxes blocking it, the remaining turtles could now see her burn, along with other scrapes and cuts that she got from escaping the crumbling building. Donnie had instantly gone into doctor mode, and rushed her into his lab.

Breaking out of the memory, Mona Lisa gently touched the bandages on her shoulder. According to Donnie, the burn would probably scar, so she'd have a white patch of scales on her shoulder for awhile.

One thing the turtles all had in common, though, was that they looked relived to see her. Apparently they didn't see her come out of the building, so they thought that she didn't make it. She had cut it a little close; the explosion went off as soon as she got to the hall, so she had to make a blind jump to another rooftop. The guys must not have seen her exit because of all the smoke. She felt really bad for making them all so worried.

Looking at Raph, she nervously twiddled her fingers before finally speaking up. "Hey, Raph?"

"Yeah, Mona?"

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?" he asked, confused.

"I'm sorry for making you all so worried."

"Oh, that," he said, waving his hand dismissively, "I knew you were ok the whole time."

She couldn't help but smirk at that. "Oh, that's why you hugged me as soon as you got back? Because you knew I was alright?"

"Well, I was, uh, proud that you saved all the people and blew up part of TCRI all by yourself. That's all." Mona Lisa just smiled and let it slide. Raph really was cute when he was awkward with feelings. "Hey, Mona, I almost forgot somethin'." He dug around in his belt before pulling out her pink scarf. "I held on to it like you asked. Well. Here you go." He said, holding it out to her.

"Thanks Raph." She said as she tied it back on.

She yawned, then scooted closer to Raph and laid her head on his shoulder. It had been a tiring night for her. She felt Raph tense up under her, and then slowly relax. Her breathing slowed, and soon enough she was asleep on Raph's shoulder.

He looked at her and sighed. "G'night, Mona Lisa." Then he started to hum a song that he had heard somewhere before, but he couldn't remember when or where. "Do you smile to tempt a lover, Mona Lisa, or this your way to hide a broken heart? Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, they have named you, Are you real life, or are you just a work of art?"

Soon enough, Raph fell asleep with his arm around Mona Lisa, and the two slept, knowing that that night would be a moment that they would never forget.


Yay! The end! For real this time. The lines at the end there were from a song that inspired the title of this story, just to let you know. Au revoir!