I know it's been a very long time since I've posted anything, and I apologize if my writing is a little rusty. I'd like to mention briefly that this particular story will not be receiving a lot of editing as it is a side project to keep me interested in writing as I work on editing my novel. Please feel free to provide constructive criticism anyways. Even if I don't put it to use in this story, it may very well prove to be valuable information for my future projects. I am always open to advice.

This story is AU, in this case meaning that I am attempting to provide a more realistic interpretation of the Titans which includes parents/guardians etc. I've done this before and not finished my project, so try not to get your hopes up. That being said, a good chunk of this story is already done. I just need to tie things together and add a whole bunch of stuff. Knowing my track record, that should only take forever.

Enjoy!

Disclaimer:
Let's try this disclaimer
Thing one more time
I don't own the Titans
And this needs to rhyme

"Ow!" One Garfield Logan made a futile attempt to withdraw his broken arm from the doctor's clutches. "Easy on the tender... um..." He furrowed his brow as his brain searched for the right words.

"Appendage?" Raven offered with a quirked eyebrow. She stood by the infirmary bed with her arms crossed. Someone to her left sniggered but as she turned her head everyone appeared the picture of perfect innocence. "Grow up," she said to the room in general.

Doctor Sampson gripped Garfield's shoulder tightly to still the squirming teenager. Blood dripped off the boy's green chin from a nasty looking gash on his jaw. His purple and black uniform was ripped open from the elbow, the torn sleeve drooping uselessly onto the bed. The arm itself was covered in scrapes and bruises, blood smeared across the green skin as if some attempt had been made to clean the wounds.

"I'll need to put this in a cast," the doctor said. He looked sidelong at Raven who returned his stare with an eerie coolness. His patient let out an exasperated groan causing the doctor to sigh. He motioned at Raven. "You mind cleaning this up a bit while I get everything ready?"

He let go of the boy's arm as Raven moved in to take his place. "Yes, cause that's what I'm here for. To clean things up," Raven muttered. The doctor walked off to the adjoining room. Robin, who had been standing on the other side of the bed, rolled his eyes.

Raven grabbed her new patient's chin and turned his head to get a better look at the gash. Garfield yelped and tried to pull away, but Raven's grip only tightened. "You could try to be a better patient." She only got a glare in response. "Doctor Sampson isn't too happy with you."

She heard Robin laugh and her head shot up at the unexpected response. "Oh come on Raven, like you're one to talk! When you come back injured you and the doctor get along like a house on fire."

Raven stared at him for a moment before returning to her patient. She set to work knitting the flesh on his jaw back together before responding. "That depends. Who's the house and who's the fire?"

Robin laughed again. "With you, it's hard to say."

Raven got to work on the scraped up arm. She wouldn't touch broken bone with a ten foot pole, but she could at least mend some of the scrapes before the cast went on.

Garfield peeked around her at the three other titans watching the proceedings. "Does everyone have to stand around and watch me?"

"We're just worried about you Green Bean. You took quite a fall," said Cyborg, from where he was standing with Starfire and Terra.

"Well I'm fine Cy. Can't you, I dunno, wait outside somewhere?"

The metallic man shrugged and motioned for the girls to leave the room. "Fine, we'll get started on lunch. Join when you're done Raven?"

"Sure, whatever."

With the others gone Raven's work sped up somewhat. It was easier to work without the others around, but it was also easier to get lost in her own thoughts.

Garfield flinched as he worked his freshly healed jaw with his good hand. "Still tender," he mumbled, apparently to himself. Robin was staring at Raven with a thoughtful expression.

"Something on your mind?"

Raven looked up, startled. "Sorry?"

Robin frowned a little. "You seem a bit distracted. Is something bothering you?"

Raven watched him a moment, before quickly returning to her work. "It's nothing."

"If you're visibly distracted it's something."

Raven continued to work the scrapes on her friend's green skin. Maybe if she didn't say anything Robin would just think she needed to concentrate more to use her powers. Unfortunately the Boy Wonder knew her a lot better than that.

"Come on Raven. Maybe if you talk about it we can help."

"It's nothing," she said, knowing full well that repeating herself probably wasn't going to get her anywhere. "Just family stuff."

Raven didn't need to be able to see Robin's eyes to recognise the trademark family bat-glare. She sighed. "Arella's made less than satisfactory plans for us for the weekend. I'm just trying to think if there might, possibly... be any way to get out of it."

"Less than satisfactory?" said Garfield. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Raven shot him her own glare causing the young man to flinch back somewhat. "It's not important."

"I just thought, maybe, if it was really that bad... we could come up with a fake Titan emergency or something."

"That depends what the plans are, Beast Boy. I don't have any intention of getting on the bad side of Raven's mother," said Robin.

Raven snorted. It wasn't like her mother was some terrifying monster. Robin just had a tendency to try and stay on the good side of all the Titans' parents and guardians. It doesn't hurt to be friends with them if he ever needs to call a quick meeting on a school night. Raven's mother already liked the boy, so lying probably wasn't the best course of action.

"Well Raven?" She looked up for a moment as Robin spoke, brow furrowed. "What plans did your mom set up?"

Oh right. The problem. "It's nothing," she said. "Just a camping trip. Like I said, it's not a big deal."

"Camping? I didn't know your mom liked camping."

"She doesn't. Her boyfriend, on the other hand, adores it." She dropped her concentration and gave the arm one more look over. "Any more injuries I should know about before I leave?" Garfield shook his head. "Good. I'm heading down to the kitchen."

As Raven left, Doctor Sampson re-emerged from the back room.

"You know," he said. "I always loved camping."