Garfield lost himself in the abyss of the booze and video games. He didn't care which one put him out of his misery tonight. He just wanted to be unconscious. He needed to be unconscious and not feel. Not tonight. Not on the anniversary of everyone he loved leaving his life. He had been stuck in his personal hell for twenty-four hours and he didn't want to be stuck anymore. He missed Raven. He missed her horribly and he didn't want to miss her anymore.
He barley seen any of the other Titans other than Victor Stone AKA Cyborg. He was his business partner in a video gaming and computer company. It had been six years since they disbanded, and Stone made loads with Garfield to live happy but being a part of the JLA made the life of the friends hard. His thoughts still stayed with Raven who fought her father and became Goddess of the balance between Good and Evil. She told him good bye on this night and he hadn't seen her since. Dick Greyson got married to Barbra Gordon and left them to become Nightwing and live his life. Before Barbra became paralyzed they had a daughter named Rosaline who Garfield was the practical Godfather of. Starfire became the queen of the planet and none of them other than Rosie needed the Beast Boy.
He stroked his dog Vagettas head and smiled "It's okay Lady V. I'm okay." He said and took another chugging drink and leaned back in his massaging gamer chair he was testing and allowing the alcohol to take him into her sweet embrace. He turned to look at his door and seen it crash open "What the hell?" He seen Victor standing there. "W-what are you doing here?"
"We need you."
"Who is we?"
Dick ran in behind him. "We."
"What are you doing here don't you have somewhere else to be?"
"B. we need you."
"Why?" He asked getting up. He hadn't seen Dick in a year and a half since Rosaline's birthday. He hadn't cared to see him either, but it was only right. He watched Dick look at the scenery of his home. It was filled with pictures of he and his team. With Raven being the focus. He had a whole wall dedicated to his Princess Rosie. She wasn't his child, but he loved her so much it was almost blinding. She as the only thing that there was left of hope. He looked at him looking at the empty bottles and the empty pizza boxes. "What are you looking at."
"You can't help us if you're drunk."
"I'm not drunk Dick... Just soberly impaired." Garfield smiled.
"This isn't a joking matter."
"Is anything ever a joking matter with you Dick?" Garfield asked."
"We need your help."
"That's obvious. You wouldn't be here if you didn't."
"BB not a good way to start."
"Shut up Vic. It's true and he knows it so what the hell do you want."
"Ivy has Star."
"What is Queen Star doing here anyway."
"To see me."
"Does Barbra know she's here?"
"No." He said with a pang of guilt that Garfield took as a shot around the world.
"You Mother-" Garfield punched Dick in the mouth and soared past Victor crashing into the table. The dogs moved toward Victor excited by the scene.
"GARFIELD WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"
Garfield tuned out everything and beat Dick as if he was in animal form throwing punch after therapeutic punch "You sonofabitch! You're cheating on someone who's paralyzed all because she can't feel your small dick! You bitch. People die for love every day and your turn around and you shit on it! You are fucking bastard!" He said between punches.
"Damnit Garfield calm down!" Victor pulled him off Dick and flung him against the wall. "Is what he is saying true?"
"It's none of your damned business!" He flung a graceful kick into Garfield's chest. "All that fucking matters is that a team mate is in trouble and we have to save her."
"We aren't a team anymore Dick or have you forgotten?!" He spat. He stood and walked into his kitchen as he poured himself another drink.
"Are you going to help or not?!" Dick asked breathing heavily.
"Whether you like it or not Star still means something to us." Victor said trying to convince his one true friend of a reason to help.
"Fine." He said. "Let's do it."
"Can you? You're drunk."
"I'm soberly impaired. I've told you that already and saving Star from a hot head like Ivy will be a piece of cake."
"Get ready and please hurry the hell up."
"Don't worry Dick no one is going hurt your precious little angel. Wait outside I'll be there in a second."
"Fine." They said and walked out and left him in there.
"What the hell is his problem."
"We are forcing him to help us... On the anniversary of his losses. You think he'd be okay with that. Get real Dick you didn't think it wasn't going to end well."
"You're serious. We should feel bad for him? We've all had losses Vic."
"Yeah but how many are consecutive? How many times have you lost the only Love of your life?"
"No... I haven't."
"Then how about you let him live his way and you live yours. He smelt her... You're not innocent here."
"I-"
"Ready?" Garfield asked.
"Sure." Dick said, "As long as you're sober."
"Super Sobs my man." He smiled and turned into a hawk ready to soar into the night.
