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First story posted on FF. Reviews would be nice. You know that thing where you write something about the story...yeah not too hard.

Disclaimer:Guess what! I do...not own the Teen Titans. Woop de doo

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"Titans Go!"

On their leader's command Starfire, Cyborg, Beastboy and Raven rushed into action. Each using their own unique power, they charged at the huge stone-man. Every movement was precise, rehearsed, and in unison with all the others. However, one titan was lagging behind.

"Titans move!" They scattered and Robin dived out of the way of the golem's fist. "C'mon Raven! Focus!" Robin yelled up to her. She was supposed to put up a wall to block Cinderblock's attack but her barrier came up a few seconds late. "I'm trying," Raven mumbled as she grabbed a barrel and threw it at Cinderblock. Unfortunately, it stopped halfway and almost fell on Cyborg's head.

"Azerath Metrion Zinthos!"

"Yo Rae! Watch it!" Cyborg called as the barrel stopped inches above his head. Raven muttered an apology and again hurled the container at Cinderblock. The golem grabbed it in midair and easily pulled it out of Raven's magic. With a grunt he chucked it back at her. Raven's reaction was slow and the barrel hit her in the shoulder. As she shakily got up from the snow Robin looked at her questioningly.

Raven's reflexes were a lot faster than that, he knew. And yet she didn't move or even put up a wall to stop it. And she was sweating? It was almost 10 below zero and she was sweating bullets.

Robin's train of thought was stopped when Cinderblock's fist finally made contact with his left temple. He tried to recover but his hands slipped on the sleet and he slammed onto the icy concrete. Dazed by the hit Robin tried to get up but fell when his shoes slipped on the frozen ground. With a laugh Cinderblock raised his foot to smash the helpless Robin.

From out of nowhere a black wall appeared in front of him. Raven stood between them a definite look of concentration on her face. The black barricade was slowly fading and Raven had to use all her energy to keep it up. Cinderblock, noticing the weakening shield between them, pummeled again and again it with his fist. Raven fell to her knees under the tremendous pressure. Finally, with a sickening crack the wall shattered and Raven fell unconscious on the floor.

"Raven!" Robin kneeled down beside her. Cinderblock raised his fist again to make one final blow when suddenly a barrage of starbolts pelted him in the back. Attention distracted, Cinderblock turned around and rushed at Starfire.

Robin picked up the unconscious Raven and looked back at his team. "Go man," Cyborg yelled back at him, "We can take care of this!" Robin turned to the T-car. No, Cyborg would probably kill him if he drove it, if he ever figured out how to drive it anyway. So he jumped on his motorcycle and put Raven behind him. After a few minutes of frustration, Robin noticed that he couldn't get Raven to stay on the back behind him.

Finally he came up with an ingenious idea. With his grappling hook he used the rope to tie Raven's hands around his waist. Making sure he had his helmet on and Raven was securely fastened, he turned on the engine and sped off towards the tower.

Raven woke up with the wind blowing in her hair. It felt…nice. But that feeling soon stopped when she opened her eyes. She let out a gasp. When she tried to move her hands she found out they were tied in front of her.

Robin heard a gasp behind him. Assuming Raven had finally gained her conscious he pulled over the side of the road and stopped. "Are you ok?" Robin turned his head to look at her. She looked at him skeptically. "I just woke up and my hands are tied up. Oh yeah, and I'm tied to a MOTORCYCLE!" Much to her dismay, she only got a chuckle in response. He turned on the motor and started off again. "Wait!" Robin slammed on the brake and looked back at her. "Yeah?" "Can you at least untie me? I can fly back myself." "No." "Can I ask why?" Raven retorted. "You are in no condition to fly." "I can fly if I want to." With that she wiggled her hands trying to loosen the bonds. Unfortunately for her the bonds held fast. "Let me go!" "What. You don't like motorcycles?" Raven was silent. "Ok then. We have no problems." She grumbled in response. So Robin and the angry Raven sped off towards the tower.

As soon as Robin untied the bonds Raven stumbled off the motorcycle. Robin caught her arms and held her up. "You alright?" "Yeah," she replied and pulled out of Robin's grasp. "Are you going to be ok?" he asked. "I'm going to be fine," she responded coldly. As soon as she said that she collapsed and fell to the ground. Robin ran over to her and helped her up. "And you said you were ok?" Raven mumbled something about going to meditate but Robin stopped her. "You are NOT going to meditate. You are going to bed and then going to sleep." Robin could have sworn he saw a smirk from her but she didn't complain so he dismissed it. He helped her into the bed and put some water by her nightstand. Then taking a risk he cautiously put his hand on her forehead and cheek. He closed his eyes waiting for him to be exploded into another dimension but it never came. Instead she sighed and seemed to relax. "Raven, your burning up. I want you to stay here and rest." Raven groaned about Cyborg and Beastboy and the loud noise. "Don't worry I'll make sure they be quiet and Beastboy won't be allowed in your room." Raven smiled. "Thanks," she said weakly. "No problem," Robin grinned and left the room quietly.

"Cyborg, that was awesome when you jumped up and blasted Cinderblock…" "Shh." Beastboy was cut off when Robin came in. "Raven is sick so she needs to rest." "Aw, we have to be quiet because Raven has a cough?" Beastboy complained. Robin turned to him angrily. "Hey, Raven has given up a lot for you. She's saved you countless times on the battlefield and when you were having problems so I think you owe her a favor once in a while." "Geeze Robin. I didn't know you cared so much." Cyborg let out a small snicker behind him. Robin turned a slight shade of pink but quickly recovered before the others could notice. "She doesn't just have a little cough, she has a slight fever. So please, for her sake, just be quiet." "Fine," he snorted then turned to Cyborg. "Wanna go play Gamestation?" "Sure! I'm gonna wupe you, ya little toad!" "No your not!" Starfire laughed and followed them. "Hey guys, be quiet!" Robin hollered. He went to the kitchen and gathered some tea, a thermometer, and aspirin then headed to Raven's room. Raven? How are you feeling?" He got no answer so he knocked softly on the door. "Raven?" Still no answer. To his surprise the door was unlocked so he snuck in and walked over to her bed. Raven face was as white as paper and she was breathing in wheezes. The bed sheets were soaked in her sweat. "Open your mouth," he ordered. Raven slowly opened her mouth and Robin put the thermometer under her tongue. While it was taking her temperature Robin started setting up her tea and opening the aspirin. When he took the thermometer out again he was shocked at what he saw. It read a disturbing temperature of 108o.

Raven needed to get cold. Now. A temperature that high was very dangerous. So acting quickly he ran into her bathroom and filled the tub with cold water. He ran out of the room and grabbed a bag of ice from the freezer. "What are you doing Robin?" Starfire looked from the TV screen where Cyborg and Beastboy were playing and was watching Robin intently. "I'm thirsty," he said hastily. "Where are you going?" Curse Starfire's curiosity. "To the…" Robin searched his mind for an excuse, "To the gym. I'm training for something." Much to Robin's relief, Starfire bought it and turned her attention back to the TV.

Robin rushed back into Raven's room and dumped the ice into the tub. Then he ran back to the bed and helped Raven up. She started mumbling incomprehensible words. Assuming she was probably delirious from the heat, Robin talked softly to calm her down. He carried her over to the bathtub, and threw her into it cloak and all. "Cold…it's so cold," she whimpered. "I know, but we need to get your temperature down." "Cold…I'm so cold. Help me. Robin! Help!" Robin started to panic. "Raven I'm here! I'm not going to leave you." "I'm so cold…" she whimpered but said nothing more.

After 30 minutes he pulled Raven out of the tub, took off her cloak, and dried her arms and legs with a towel. After getting her mostly dry he took her back to the bed and placed her under the covers. "Raven you're going to ok. I promise. Just hang in there." Raven rolled around in her bed unable to rest peacefully. "Robin…" when she spoke it was barely a whisper. Robin leaned closer to listen. "Raven?" "If only I could tell you how I feel…" "Raven, what are you talking about?" She seemed to ignore him and continued to talk. "If only you knew…" Robin, confused as ever, kept on listening. "But I can't…I can't tell you what I feel. It's too dangerous." Disappointed, Robin started to talk but was cut off. "Robin, I know I can't, no I shouldn't love but what I feel is so much more than that. But I have to hide it. Lock it away. Put it behind a barricade. But you showed me how to feel emotion. Showed me to smile, to laugh. But still I can't show you how much I love you. I'm too…weak."

"Raven…" He was speechless. Raven had just poured out her whole heart. Out to him. Finally he found some words. "I love you too."

That had been yesterday. Now, Robin waited anxiously for Raven to wake up.

"Robin?" "Raven! How are you feeling?" She sat up. "I think I'll live. I had the weirdest dream about you." "Hmmm?" Robin looked at her questionably. "What was it about?" he asked eagerly. To his surprise, she blushed. "I'd rather not say." "C'mon Raven." "I was sick. But not like just a cold but really sick. You were there and you took me over to a tub of ice water. And when you took me back to the bed a began to tell you…" she paused, "I started talking to you." "Raven, it wasn't a dream. You were sick. You were delirious and you started talking." Raven looked at him in alarm. "What? What did I say?" "I don't know," he mumbled still trying to decide if he should tell her or not. "You're lying. I can feel your nervousness." He took in a deep breath. She mustn't know. "I don't know. You were mumbling something, I couldn't figure it out," he repeated trying to stay calm. She eyed his suspiciously but then gave a sigh of relieve.

"I thought…I thought I told you…" her eyes started to close. Finally she slumped down in the bed and fell asleep. Robin smiled. She thought it was all a dream. "You did tell me, Raven." He looked once more at the peaceful bird and quietly left the room.

A/N:Hope you liked it. I was thinking about doing another little one-shot sequel to this where Raven and Robin do some do-se-do. (Don't ask.) Tell me what you thought.