Alright guys this is my first upload and my first time sharing outside of my friends and family. So please be merciful. There will be more uploads later on however when that is is up to when I have the opportunity to actually sit down and write. So here it is I hope you enjoy.

He sat up suddenly in bed, he'd just woken up from the worst nightmare he's had in ages.

"It's been five years since I've had that dream" he whispered to himself "why now of all times?"

He looked at his green hands and started crying knowing there's nothing he could do to go back to what he was. He'd walked out on that life over a decade ago. Once a titan now he was just Garfield Logan. He made the choice after an all out fight with the rest of the team over a decision they made despite his objections. He picked up his phone from the nightstand looking at the time 2:15 was over a picture of his old team all looking happy. "

He got up out of bed and went to the window that looked out into a heavy forest topped with a mountain and sighed. His thoughts kept going back to them despite the pain. He couldn't help but think about Raven specifically. He'd always had feelings for her and it hit him hardest when she went against him. Robin and Starfire didn't surprise him in it. Cyborg, he didn't really know how he felt. But Raven it really surprised him. He waved off the thoughts and laid back down.

The next morning he woke up to a call, he didn't recognize the number so he answered it with a growl. A voice came across he hadn't heard since he left the titans "Don't you give me that lip. Do you realize how hard it's been to track you down?" Garfield's jaw dropped. Of all the people who would call him it just had to be Cyborg.

"It's been eight years Cyborg. Eight fucking years and now you decide to call? Do you realize how hard I worked to not be found?" Garfield asked through gritted teeth. Cyborgs response was low and solemn "It's been a long time and a lot of things have happened we've done some bad things to each other but right now I need to get something out."

"What?" was Gar's only reply trying to hold back his anger.

"I didn't want to do what we did but it was the only way to stop him. It's all that we could have done. Despite how we felt. I'm sorry." cyborg said. A click was heard and the call was hung up on cyborgs end as he finished his sentence, and Gar just looked at his phone between rage and tears. He wasn't sure what that was all about but he had a bad feeling.

The rest of the day went by as normal. He got ready for work, made his lunch for the day and left. It was a seemingly normal life other than the fact that he was a changeling and was green. He worked in a warehouse in the shipping yard just outside of Manhattan, New York. The life he'd worked so hard to construct since his detachment had just received a huge crack in since Cyborg's call. All Garfield wanted was to put that behind him now. He has a life he is content with now and would like to keep it that way.

About half way through his shift at work he received a text from his therapist asking him to come into the office. It's not an unusual occurrence he's been seeing one to help alleviate the stress of coping with a normal life. "This is going to be my entire day isn't it?" he said to himself.

About a half hour after work he was at his therapists office who brought him into her office right away. There was a long pause when he entered her office. She sighed softly with a frown "Garfield we are not going to like this conversation. It will not be easy on either of us." She stirred the slice with. He simply replied with a puzzled expression.
"I can no longer be your therapist Garfield. This is not anything personal or any other sort of mess of the sort. It's simply business." she said.

He started to say something but stopped not knowing what to say. Anger, sadness, and contempt where all he could muster to feel about this situation for now all he could do was stand there trying to find something to say.

Again the therapist broke the silence. "Sit down Garfield. I'll explain why I am removing you from my clientele." He moved to sit down in one of the chairs near her desk. "While yes you do pay on time with extra you do not always show up to the scheduled meetings. Which I can understand you're busy with work. But I can no longer help you on you're dealing with your past all I can do now is sit here. Nothing more. This isn't about either of us, it's simply a fact. You've made enough progress that I do not feel I can help you further. However if you need someone to talk to outside of this I'd be more than glad to do what I can, otherwise I believe this is the end of our relationship." she sat there in silence after speaking giving Gar time to process this.

"I had the dream again" he simply said. She sighed again and nodded. He continued "This time is was slightly different. I saw myself dying instead of him... I almost wish it had been me."