WARNING: The beginning of this story will begin with a death, maybe a few. But don't worry; none of the Titans will die. If any do, the author is NOT responsible.

Disclaimer: Nope. You know, I getting kind'a tired with this line. I think I'll jazz it up next chapter

Now that we have that out of the way, we can proceed. Join the Teen Titans as they go on their scariest and most dangerous journey yet. It's more dangerous than Slade, and more frightening than Trigon. Join the team as they face (Dun, dun, dun, dun, DUN!)…

…Parenthood

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Part One: Sorrow and Tears

The Worst News You Could Ever Hear

Peace. Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos. Quiet. Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos. Tranquility. Azarath, Metri—

Brinnnng, brinnnng, brinnnng! "Ahhh!" Raven screamed as she fell from her levitating position four feet above the common-room floor.

"I got it!" Cyborg yelled as he jumped up from the table where he had been eating a stake and ran for the phone.

"No, I do!" shrieked Beast Boy as he dropped his tofu-laden fork and leapt up.

Robin side-stepped neatly from the counter and picked up the receiver. He grinned at his fellow boys as he spoke into the Tower phone. "Hello, Titans Tower." His team mates gathered around him quizzically.

"Um, please wait a moment." Robin covered the mouth piece with his hand and turned to his friends. "Does anyone here have the name of Garfield Mark?"

No one answered. Then Beast Boy asked "Who is it?"

"Um, who am I speaking to?" The Boy Wonder nodded then relayed the answer to the others. "It's a Mr. Johnson, the lawyer of a Marissa Mary Logan." The words had barely left his mouth when the phone was snatched away from him by Beast Boy.

"This is Garfield Mark, what's wrong?" the changeling asked quickly and apprehensively. For a few seconds he just listened, his emerald eyes widening in shock. "Oh", his hand flew to his mouth to suppress a gasp. "Oh my god! I—I didn't know!" he stammered as his friends listened. Then he listened to the Mr. Johnson, his face growing paler with each word.

After a small number of minutes, Beast Boy spoke again. "Th—thank you, for… your concern." Quiet. "No" came the green teen's sorrowful response. "No need for that. I'll…manage.

"I think…I need to…good-bye" and with that Beast Boy hung up. The cordless phone fell from his now-limp fingers and clattered to the ground. He slumped against the wall he had been standing in front of and proceeded to slide to the floor.

"Beast Boy, is everything alright?" Cyborg stepped towards his elfish friend, who had his eyes squeezed shut as if to block off the sight of the world.

"Friend Beast Boy" Starfire spoke as she drifted over to float to the left of Cyborg. "Why do you not answer us?"

Then quite suddenly Beast Boy stood up, but kept his head bent so his face was hidden. "I'll do dishes" he announced softly as he approached the sink. "You guys go, I'll finish cleaning up" and with that Cyborg, Raven, Starfire, and Robin watched with shock as their green-skinned teammate scrubbed the plates and bowls with a perturbing vigor.

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After he had finished the lunch chores, Beast Boy had proceeded to sweep and scrub the kitchen floor. Then he went on and vacuumed, polished, and dusted the entire common room. Next he had organized the video games and music, and was currently in his room.

The vacuum had just started up again when Cyborg had had all he could take. "Okay" he said standing up. "I absolutely can NOT take any more of this neat-freak attitude!"

"Yeah" Robin agreed as he turned around from the computer screen he had been observing. "I always wanted Beast Boy to start being neater, but this goes too far."

"Do you think he's acting this way because of that phone call earlier?" Raven asked as she placed down her latest book.

"It is possible that the transmission has upset our friend, yes?" Starfire looked over at Raven, who nodded her agreement.

"You think we should talk to him, Robin?" Cyborg asked after a brief pause.

"I don't know" was the leader's answer. "Beast Boy's never acted this way before and I'm not quite sure what to make of it."

"Well I'm going to have a talk with him." The others looked over at Raven in surprise. "I'm NOT going to have him organizing MY room and digging into MY stuff. Under no circumstances will he be allowed to do THAT."

The vacuum had been quiet for a few minutes now when Robin spoke again. "Let's go check on him" and he led the way to the changeling's room.

When they reached the door, no one was sure what to do. They just sort of stood there fidgeting. Finally Cyborg knocked on the door and called out. "Beast Boy", he received no answer. "Can we come in?"

"No!" The teenaged group jumped at the sudden sharpness in a normally cheerful voice.

"Beast Boy, we simply wish to assist you" Starfire called through the titanium door.

"Go away!" was the reply.

"Oh, to heck with this" Raven said exasperatedly as she marched forward. Point two three seconds later she had blown the door open and had strode angrily into the room. The remaining three Titans rapidly followed her.

"I told you not to come in" Beast Boy said sourly from his desk which he was polishing with force.

"Yah, well…" Cyborg began his retort but trailed into silence as he took note of the shape-shifter's room. You could see the floor! The comic books were arranged by the date they were released on a shelf, and there were neat stacks of papers and documents on another shelf.

When he was able to speak again, Robin said "Beast Boy, we just want to know what's wrong."

"Nothing's wrong" was all the teen said.

"Yes there is" Raven countered. "And we intend to find out what one way or another."

"Nothing's wrong, everything's fine."

"Does it have something to do with that phone call after lunch?" Cyborg asked, heedless of his friend's denial.

Beast Boy was silent as he polished his desk in small, practiced circles. The circles slowly became slower and larger as the teenager grimaced. A small tear dropped onto the desk.

"Beast Boy?" Starfire approached and laid a reassuring hand on her friend's shoulder. "What is troubling you?"

"She died." His whisper was so soft that the alien princess—or anyone else for that matter—barely caught it.

"Who?" was the question voiced by Cyborg.

"Rissa." Beast Boy at last looked up and the Titans saw all the sorrow in his jade green eyes before he looked over to his dresser. They followed his gaze to a small picture of a young woman about eighteen years of age. "My sister" and then the waterfall came.

Beast Boy just hung his head over the desk and sobbed. Starfire patted his shoulder, trying to offer any comfort she had.

"I'm…sorry." Now it was Cyborg who was the one stuttering.

"I'm sorry, I'm acting like a baby" Beast Boy tried to laugh as he wiped his tears away, but it turned into a half-sob half-choke.

"No" Raven spoke up firmly from the shadows she had been residing in up until that point. "Sorrow and tears cannot be prevented. It's not stupid to cry when you've lost a loved one." And Beast Boy followed her wisdom in this regard, he fell sobbing uncontrollably into her arms.

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Maybe it's a little sad, but I promise laughter and humor later on, after Part One of course. That's why this section was called Sorrow and Tears.

A bit of a BBRae moment that last line was. That's because a lot of people wanted more of that in Memory Lane. So now, it's an all-you-can-eat buffet of BBRae moments! Sort of, because they'll sort'a be like… Oh look at me, getting ahead of myself LOL.

A tisket, a tasket

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