Raven sat down on the rocks and looked out over the ocean, the water in front of her as still as possible. She looked down and saw her reflection, her hood down and her amethyst eyes showing exhaustion. They had returned from Tokyo just last week, and the first nights in her own bed again was far from pleasant.

"You've been out here for awhile." said a voice.

She turned to see Beast Boy walking towards her.

"I thought you were playing video games with Cyborg." Raven said, looking back out over the ocean.

"I was," Beast Boy replied, sitting next to her, "but I got sick of all his bragging." Then he looked at her face and saw how tired she was. "Did you sleep at all last night?"

"Hardly," she muttered. "I had some sort of dream last night. I probably remembered all of it when I woke up but it all seemed to fade every time I fell back asleep."

Beast Boy looked a bit surprised. She hadn't had any bad dreams for some time. And if she did, she would've told the team.

"What do you remember?" he asked, straightening up.

Raven though hard. "All I remember now is a loud noise and a person telling me something, but the only thing I could make out was the word 'stay' and nothing else."

Now Beast Boy was intrigued. "Did the voice sound familiar in any way?"

Raven turned to him. "Now that you mention it, yes it did."

Beast Boy was so happy to look at her entire face. He loved it. He loved her eyes. Her hair. He loved her. But he wasn't ready to tell her yet.

Tell her now, you idiot! his mind yelled. Tell her now!

"So, who did it sound like?" he asked.

"I don't know who it was," she said, "but something in my gut told me it was familiar."

Beast Boy looked up. "Looks like we've got a rainstorm coming in."

He was right. A mass of black clouds floated towards Jump City. Not only was it big; it was tall. It seemed like the top of it was reaching up for the atmosphere like smoke. Faint thunder shook pebbles that lay around them.

"And it's gonna be a big one of that." the empath added.

"Lets go inside." Beast Boy said. And they did just that.


When they entered the living room, all the other Titans were making their lunch. Cyborg was fixing himself something made out of meat, Starfire was making another one of her Tamaranean dishes, and Robin...just had his arms wrapped around Starfire and was either nuzzling his cheek into hers, cooing something into her ear, or was kissing her temple or neck, causing her to giggle in delight.

Unfortunately, all of this was happening right behind Cyborg. And he could hear all of it.

"Could you two just get a room or something?" he asked both politely and annoyingly. "All you've been doing since Tokyo is make out."

There was some truth in what he was saying. Ever since their kiss in Tokyo, the couple would be showing their feelings one way or another. Of course their friends were happy for them, but did they just have to make it so obvious?

Robin didn't even turn around. "Oh, shove it up that metal ass of yours."

"Friend Cyborg has a point, Robin." Starfire said. "Why don't you just go do the waiting until I finish?"

Robin groaned. "Oh, alright." He flopped down on the couch and turned on the TV. Then he saw Beast Boy and smirked. "Hey, Beast Boy, want to play a video game?"

"I would," Beast Boy said, "but a storm's gonna hit." He nodded towards the window.

Robin looked confused. "Storm?" He walked over to the large windows and saw the black mass looming over to the tower. "Well that's odd. The news never mentioned anything about this. They said it would be sunny."

"You know about the news, dude," Beast Boy said, looking through the fridge. "They can be really stupid sometimes."

Raven sat down close to Robin and began to read.

It was almost immediately after she opened her book that the rain started. It slapped the tower windows with loud thuds and almost seemed to stay in rhythm with the heroes' hearts. Bright flashes of lightning would ever so often light up the living room and the following thunder shook the building.

They all sat at the table, eating their lunch. Beast Boy had managed to find some leftover pizza in the fridge. But all he could do besides take bites of his food was look at the empath sitting next to him out of the corner of his eye. Raven looked calm as she sipped her tea, but Beast Boy could somehow see past her beautiful amethyst eyes. She looked like herself on the outside, but deep within her soul, there was...fright.

Robin suddenly straightened up in his seat in alert and looked at the empath. "Raven?"

Raven looked back at him, remembering the mental bond that they shared. "Hm?"

"Something's troubling you." he said.

Raven looked at Beast Boy, reflecting on their talk earlier. The changeling just shrugged, as if saying Go ahead.

Raven took a deep breath before telling her teammates everything she had shared with Beast Boy. All the Titans just sat quietly and didn't interrupt her the entire time.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Robin asked after she finished.

Raven shrugged. "I don't remember it very well. After all, there was a ninety percent chance that it could've been a nightmare."

"What about the other ten percent?" Cyborg asked.

Raven was quiet. Then she got up and put her teacup in the sink.

"I'm going to meditate." she said. She walked up the steps and out the door.

It continued to rain throughout the day, and it seemed as if it would never stop. When six-thirty came, it was pitch black out and all the Titans could see out there was the city lights. They were also really bored(except for Robin and Starfire, who were making out on the couch). Cyborg said he was going to work on his "baby", even though it was obvious that he would just be sitting in the driver seat of the car and probably try to think of what to do on a rainy day.

Beast Boy went to his room and lay on his bottom bunk. He tried to relax, but all he could do was think about the empath and that strange sensation he felt when he looked into her eyes.

How? he thought. How did that happen to me? Only Robin is able to notice this. But how come I noticed it as well? He looked at the clock, which read nine-thirty. Damn, have I really been in here for three hours? As he thought this, his eyelids grew heavy, and he fell asleep.

To be continued...