A/N—Special thanks to the-lady-Isis for the beta for this story, she is the best. I wrote this one-shot as to what I think might be a possible reaction from Dick and Donna to Roy committing murder. Also I feel like they are the only Titans left that spend any time together even if it is in the horribly written current Justice League. Please read and review.

Spoilers—Justice League: The Rise of Arsenal #3 and #4.

Disclaimer—All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.

Wonderful

I wanna have you

'Cause you're all I've got;

Don't wanna lose you

'Cause it means a lot;

All the joy this world can bring,

Doesn't give me anything

When you're not here.

Idiot me, stupid fool

How could you be so uncool?

To fall in love with someone who

Doesn't really care for you

It's so obscure...

But I feel...

Wonderful

Yes I feel...

Don't you know I feel...

Wonderful

God it makes me feel so blue

Every time I think about you;

All of the heat of my desire,

Smokin' like some crazy fire.

Come on here,

Look at me,

Where I stand;

Can't you see my heart burnin'

In my hands?

Do you want me?

Do you not?

Does it feel cold baby?

Does it feel hot?

I wanna hold you

And be so held back;

Don't wanna need you

But it's where I'm at;

Thinkin' about you every day

How come I was made that way?

It's so surreal...

But I feel...

wonderful

Yes I feel ...

Don't you know I feel...

Wonderful—Wonderful by Annie Lennox

Dick stretched and sighed as he entered the penthouse. It had been a strangely quiet night, but he guessed that wasn't surprising. Everyone was still getting over the terror of the Black Lanterns. As Bruce would always say, criminals were a superstitious and cowardly lot. Zombies ripping out people's hearts really kind have made them want to stay home and pray to whatever god they believed in for forgiveness for their almighty souls. Whatever, he could use the break. He planned to get some actual sleep tonight.

"Hello, Master Richard. You are back early—quiet night?" Alfred greeted Dick in the foyer.

"Yes. At least something good is coming from that awful night. Well, Alfie, you can get some sleep. That's what I intend to do," Dick said.

"Not quite yet, sir, as you have a visitor. I told her you were out but she said she would wait. She seemed upset so I let her. She looks like she needs a friend and I think she is waiting on the balcony. If you will excuse me," Alfred said before quickly exiting the room.

Now why is he being cryptic all of a sudden? Dick wondered. Normally Alfred didn't act mysteriously, at least regarding visitors. There were no women he was avoiding currently and Babs would have met him with a scowl of her own in the foyer. Who else would come here in the middle of the night? The list was short. When he saw her dark hair blowing in the breeze as he approached the French doors, he realized she was definitely on that list.

Donna. She'd been his best friend for what seemed like forever. The one woman he could always count on to screw his head back on right when he fucked up. It was probably why he spiraled a bit out of control when she died—because she wasn't there to slap him back into place. Thinking of slaps, his jaw was still sore from where she'd hit him a week ago, he thought, rubbing it.

He saw her trembling through the door and he was immediately worried. She looked cold. Granted she was in a skimpy red dress and the evening air was brisk but Donna flew at super sonic speeds in the upper atmosphere. She didn't get cold easily. He rushed to open the door.

She turned as he stepped out on the balcony and he could see the tears streaming down her face. He didn't hesitate to open his arms and she ran into them and continued to cry, letting it all out. As she started to calm down, he guided her back into the penthouse and onto the sofa. They sat quietly for a while as Donna took comfort from Dick as he rubbed his hand down her back. He waited for her to speak.

"What has happened to us, the Titans? We used to be a family, but now I feel like I only have you left. First Wally left to spend more time with Barry, and Linda and his kids. Then Gar and Rae moved in with the Teen Titans. Kory just took off and Vic is so busy fixing Red Tornado that he doesn't even pop out the lab to say hello. Garth is dead and Roy..." she choked on his name and more tears flowed out of her eyes.

Dick's eyes narrowed as tilted her head back and he looked into her watery eyes, "Did something else happen to Roy? I know that he is using again but Dinah and I got him into Virgil House."

"Dinah called me earlier this evening," she said as she pulled away from him and sat up. "I was on a date. What a joke...I don't know why I even bother. He is never going return my calls. It's the second time I've had to ditch him..."

"Donna!" Dick said, interrupting her tirade as he got a really sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. She was deflecting, changing the subject and rambling. Donna only did that when the news was bad. "What happened with Roy?"

"He escaped Virgil House and he broke into Star City Penitentiary and killed him. He executed Lester Buchinsky a.k.a. The Electrocutioner," Donna said in a flat tone, fast as she could.

"But how... What... I didn't hear anything on the news other than there was a prison riot," Dick growled as he felt rage and anger rush through him. Roy, you fucking asshole! he thought as he watched more tears roll down Donna's face.

"The authorities don't... Don't know who did...did it but Ol-Ollie saw him. The guards let him...him out t-to try and stop some armed psy-psycho who had broken in and was releasing prisoners and...and he tried but- but Roy wouldn't listen. Ollie saw...saw Roy kill Buchinsky as...as he begged for his life," Donna said pain and anger clear in her voice. "We've l-lost him Dick. We didn't...didn't try hard enough and...and we lost him."

"Stop it, Donna! This isn't my fault and it is not your fault. It's all Roy's doing. You tried to help him and he pushed you away. I tried to help him and he escaped and murdered a man. Roy did that—not us!" he yelled.

"But I could have tried harder!" she raged. "He was right, you know. I was a terrible mother and just walked away from my son. And when Roy was a jerk I just let him go. I'm a terrible fri-"

"Shut up! Don't you dare talk that way! Nobody is a better friend than you. You've always had my back and I was so lost without you before. Roy is an asshole not to realize that," he said as he grabbed her arms. "He is not worth you hating yourself."

He pulled her back into his arms as she cried some more and he felt his own tears. Roy killing was the final end of their innocence. They had gone through betrayal before but Roy was one of the original five Titans. They had grown up together. Dick could feel his heart breaking with Donna's. He clung to her as the emotions raged through him. He had no idea when they started kissing.

He came to his senses when he heard her moan. He was lying on top of her, kissing her neck and his hand was in her panties stroking her core. He froze as she moaned again and her glazed eyes looked into his probably equally glazed eyes and she whispered, "Please don't stop. I…I'm going to come."

He started stroking her again with his fingers as he tasted her succulent lips. His arousal increased a minute later as he felt her climax beneath his hand and drank the cries of pleasure from her lips. His mind screamed that he shouldn't be doing this with Donna but his body didn't want to seem to listen. He needed her and she needed him.

As if reading his mind she said, "Dick, for tonight can we just forget that we're best friends? Tomorrow we can go back to the way things have always been, but-"

He didn't speak, he just scooped her into his arms and carried her to his bedroom. There was no awkwardness as one would expect but they had known each other too long and been through so much together. Dick would be lying if he didn't admit to thinking about being with her—or more correctly, fantasize—about making love to her. They just buried those desires for the sake of friendship.

He kissed her deeply again and buried his hands into her soft curls. She returned his passion as she slid her hands under his sweatshirt and pushed it up over his head. They needed skin on skin—that kind of physical contact that reminded them that they were alive and they weren't alone.

Their movements were the fluid and smooth actions of long-time teammates who could practically predict what the other would do. They were quickly naked and on the bed, their bodies twining together as their lips and tongues joined and fed the tempest of emotion exploding between them.

Donna rolled Dick unto his back and quickly straddled him joining their bodies together. Dick's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he was enveloped by her tight moist heat. All he could see was the beautiful goddess moving atop him as his body practically shook with excitement. He groaned as her sinuous moments increased in speed. He rapidly felt any control he had over his body just slipping away as she leaned forward and flicked her tongue across his erect nipples. When her soft lips closed around one and gently sucked it he nearly came. He sat up quickly and returned the favor giving her just what she needed to fall over the edge. He quickly followed her as she tightened and convulsed around him.

Lassitude seemed to fill their bodies and minds as they lay entwined together afterward. Both were exhausted mentally, physically and even spiritually. Dick felt Donna drift off to sleep and he knew he would soon follow her. He could feel the darkness of sleep creeping in but he felt wonderful at least for the moment. Tonight, he wasn't going to regret anything because… Tomorrow they would have to hunt one of own.