This sequel to "Gothic Angel" was written before season 4 came out. When I started to rewrite it-I thought it best to change it to come after season 4 and that is all I changed about this story. It has to be my most favorite story out of all the fan fictions I've written. I was listening to the song "Broken Angel" by Hanson when it was first written and that song is the inspiration for this story. For the full experience of this story I recommend listening to that song when you read this. I warn you now-it made me cry when writing this-that is something that has only happened to me once before. One final note on this story-I have no idea what the time line on the whole series was. For some reason repeating the number 3 in the intro just felt right for the tone of this story.

Broken Angel-Part 1

Robin sits by Raven's bedside in the infirmary. Three years ago she came into his life. Three months ago was that one terrifying moment he thought he would lose her when Slade dropped her unconscious form for the observation tower. Three weeks ago they did the impossible-defeated her father. Three nights ago she had knocked on his door-clearly in pain only to collapse in his arms. Three hours ago she finally began to come around after being unconscious for days. Three minutes ago Robin finally realized what's wrong with her as he watches her toss and turn in pain-the one thing she can't stand to do is lay on her back. Three seconds ago he realized there was nothing he could do ease her pain.

Raven opens her bloodshot eyes as Robin stands up. "Robin? Where are you going?"

He takes her hand in his-and brushes some hair out of her face with the other. "Just stretching. Do you need something for the pain?" He almost regrets asking-he is sure medicine will do little to ease phantom limb pain.

"No." She struggles to sit up. She has to hold onto the bed rail to steady herself-its as if her wings-long ago amputated are back again. How it had happened is a blur to her after arriving at the hospital-there were only short periods in which she came remember being awake. She was slowly healing like normal except for her wings. Her powers didn't work for them. With several broken ribs and a punctured lung and internal bleeding she isn't surprised her powers couldn't save them. The powerful sedatives had weakened her and there was just more damage than her powers could deal with. How many operations had to help save her life before she woke up in that room with just her and Robin? Two? Three? That wasn't even counting the wings. Just who it was that shelled out so much money to have the top experts in repairing broken bird wings flown in to try and save her wings-she never knew. What a scene that must have been in the O. R. she muses. Vets and doctors having to work together on a demi-demon's wings. Tears fall silently from her eyes. Once in awhile she's felt tinges of pain over the years-but nothing like this. It isn't natural-someone is hurting her on purpose and she is sure that she knows who. The body of the hunter had mysterious disappeared from the city morgue. She knows if he still out there he won't let her live even if she did defeat her father. Ones like him never give up until they finish the job. She looks up at Robin as he lowers the other bed rail and sits beside her. It was in this very room in which she found herself on Earth a little more than three years ago.

"Do you have any idea what's going on?"

"No." Its a lie and she knows Robin doesn't need their bond to know that.

He knows that he isn't going to talk willingly although he is pretty sure he has some idea of what's going on. "The others are getting worried. I'm running out of excuses."

"Don't tell them...please Robin."

"They're your friends."

"The Gothic Angel is dead and I want it kept that way!" She looks over at Robin-she even startled herself with that outburst. "I'm sorry..."

"You don't have to apologize."

Raven collapses in Robin's arms sobbing. She can't take much more of the agony she has been through the last several days. "I want to go back to my room now."

Robin doesn't speak-he just stands up and carefully lifts Raven bridal style into his arms. He doesn't dare touch her back-where her wings would have connected. He ignores the worried looks from all the others gathered in the hall as he carries Raven up to her room. He pauses in the doorway when he finally gets to the room. His keen eyes search for any sign of what might have happened in here before she came to him three nights ago. He lays Raven down gently on her bed-watching as she curls up on her left side. He spots that toy bird on her bookshelf-he walks over and picks it up. When he goes back to Raven he places it in her arms. It isn't much but any little comfort she may get from it is worth it.

"Just tell the others that I'm sick...something only someone from Azarath gets. Please-just don't tell them about...I'm not ready yet."

"Sure." Robin takes one last look around the room before he leaves Raven to rest. He lays her communicator within easy reach. Thunder rumbles in the distance-it was storming the night he found her he remembers. Lightening reveals something on her window. He goes over to look at it. Several black feathers are pasted there-in the crude shape of wings inside what looks like some sort of magical symbol. They aren't just any feathers he realizes they were hers and several of them are still stained with her blood-from that fight years ago. There are several villains out there that might want to hurt Raven-but only one that ever knew she was the Gothic Angel. He wants to open the window and take it off-but doing so could only hurt her more. He looks over at her thinking that maybe its best left there-she can't leave the tower in her present condition. He closes her curtains and then leaves the room. He plans to deal with the hunter himself before Raven gets hurt again. He looks up at the others as he leaves Raven's room. "She says she has some sort of Azarathian illness-there is nothing we can do. She just wants to be left a lone for awhile so she can rest." He stands there watching as the others nod-at least partly satisfied by the news. "Everyone go get some rest okay?" Robin stands there watching the tired-sleepy titans drift off to their own rooms before he goes out in search of the hunter.

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