Note: I didn't see the whole episode when Terra comes back after that dramatic volcano incident, so don't kill me if some stuff's off. I also don't own any of the characters, so there. The title of this was inspired by an avator my sister has on her myspace.


Chapter One

She's Alive!

No, just leave her alone, Beast Boy told himself, trying to convince himself not to go back to the school. She wants to be left alone, and if that's what Terra wants, if that's what will make her happy, then I have to respect that.

He slumped back onto the couch and sighed heavily. Yesterday, he had seen Terra— or at least someone who looked, talked, laughed, and acted exactly like her. From the moment he saw her in that school uniform, he had known it was Terra. It had to be and Beast Boy didn't doubt it for a moment. She even smelled like the Terra he knew. The only problem was that this new Terra didn't seem to remember anything about him, the Titans, or even her moral ordeals with Slade.

What if Slade was right? He thought bitterly, flipping absently through the channels. What if Terra really doesn't want to remember? Then again, Slade's a no-good-dirty-rotten-manipulating-cheat. After all, he's the one who started this whole thing.

"Will you pick a channel already?" Cyborg groaned.

"Not my fault there's nothing on TV," Beast Boy muttered. He had been so lost in thought that he hadn't even heard Cyborg come in.

"There are eight hundred and fifty-seven channels and you can't find one thing to watch?"

"Nope."

"We could play video games," Cyborg suggested. "We still haven't unlocked those secret race tracks, you know."

Beast Boy tossed aside the remote. His normal, enthusiasm was dissipating with every thought of Terra. Why doesn't she remember? Did I do something wrong? Is she mad at me?

"Dude," Cyborg said. "Did you hear me?"

"Huh?"

"Video games. Yes? No?"

"Sorry," Beast Boys said. "But I don't really want to play games right now."

Cyborg virtually choked on his own breath. "Did I hear that right?" he asked, giving his green little friend a worried stare. "You don't want to play games?" He didn't appear able to grasp those words. "You sick or something?"

"No."

"Then what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Cyborg looked at his friend long and hard. The absence of Beast Boy's usual avid attitude and bad-joke cracking worried him. He wondered what could possibly have gotten his friend so down. "Is this about Terra?"

Silence.

"Dude," Cyborg said, trying to sound a little sympathetic. "You have got to let it go, man. Terra is gone. She's not coming back. Move on with your life."

Whoops, Beast Boy thought, inwardly smacking himself on the head. Somehow he had forgotten to tell his best friend in the whole world that the love of his little green life had miraculously risen from the dead. "She's not dead," he said quietly. "Well, she was dead, but not anymore." Now, Cyborg was looking at him like he was a crazy.

"I think you need to see a counselor," the hybrid said finally. "I mean, don't get me wrong Terra was a really cool person and I know you really liked her. But you gotta face it, man. Terra. Is. Gone."

"First off, I am not crazy, and second of all, I think the term you're looking for is 'love' not 'like'."

Cyborg rolled his one human eye. "Even if you did love her, there is no way in hell a person can come back from the dead. It defies the laws of nature. It's impossible."

"Well, it obviously isn't, Metal Brain because I've seen her. She's going to high school now—"

"Alright," Cyborg said. "Let's say you did happen to see Terra. Have you even talked to her?"

"No," Beast Boy said sarcastically. "I just walked right past her. Of course I talked to her! What are you crazy?"

"And?"

"And…She doesn't seem to remember what happened."

Cyborg threw up his arms exasperatedly. "Dude—"

"Cy, it even smells like Terra!" he cried. "I know it sounds crazy, but I know that earthy scent anywhere." Just the thought of Terra was making his heart twinge. He had tried to put a stop to those feelings and move on just like Cyborg had advised, but even after all the bad stuff Terra had done, in the end he just couldn't help it. Picking at his the couch fabric, he said, "She just won't talk to me, but I know she remembers."

"What if she doesn't want to?" Cyborg suggested. "I wouldn't want to remember all that bad stuff either."

"Like I said," Cyborg interrupted. "Let. It. Go. Who knows, maybe in a few years Terra'll come around and change her mind."

"I can't wait that long."

"You might have to, BB."

Beast Boy stood up suddenly. "I can't and I won't. You and I both know that."

"Where are you going?"

"To get Terra back."

"Wait a sec­—" Cyborg began, but his friend was already gone.


AN: Okay, so here's the deal: the stupid school blocked ff.net! I won't be able to post as often as every other day, but I'll try to get something up once a week. This totally bites!