A few hours later. . .
In a dimly lit parking lot of a marketing building, a retailer who'd to put in a little overtime with the figures, had finally decided to call it quits for the night. Walking through the maze of parked cars, he loosened the tie of his suit tugging on it until he'd completely pulled it off and shoved it into his satchel.
Whipping out his keys, he aimed the mini remote ahead of him, pressing the button just long enough to hear the alarm to his Jaquar go off in the distance. As he headed off in that particular direction, he was completely unaware that he was being followed by a silhouette who was almost twice the size as he was, and gaining fast. By the time he reached the car, Xavier was right on his heels. Only the guy didn't notice until he went to unlock the door, and saw his reflection in the driver side window. But by then it was too late.
Roughly Xavier swung down, cracking him in the back of the head with the barrel of his pistol. As the guy dropped like a stone, Xavier bent down and snatched the keys out of his hand. Hesitating a minute, he then flipped the man over and grabbed the wallet out of his back pocket. Pushing him to the side like a rag doll, he unlocked the door and quickly jumped in. Chuckling under his breath, he shoved the key into the ignition and loudly turned over the engine. As he peeled out and took off down the parking lot, he cruelly muttered, "Now this is what I call running in style!"

Meanwhile. . .

Within the hour, a very nervous Robin finally returned to the tower, to find three out of four Titans in the common room. Unfortunately, Starfire was nowhere to be found.
Dressed back into their uniforms, Beastboy and Cyborg were on the sofa battling over a video game, while Raven sat across from them totally engrossed in her reading. That is, until she saw Robin out the corner of her eye.
As her book slowly lowered, the other two actually stopped dead in the middle of their battle. As they silently stared up at him, Robin could already feel their aggravation. Blowing out a breath, he threw both hands up in surrender, and quickly replied, "I know what you're gonna say. And I'm sorry. . .I just lost track of time."
Setting the control down on the table, Cyborg cocked his head and asked, "Uh, man. . .where have you been?"
"Before I called, I was on my way back to change and meet you at the restaurant. Honest. But then the scanner picked up that somebody had broke out of prison." He replied, sitting down across from them, "And normally I don't get involved in prison breaks, but this one was different." Hesitating, he then added, "Two guards were killed."
From this chilling news, the other three looked at each other with shocked expressions on their faces. "Whoa. . ." Beastboy muttered under his breath.
"That's heavy."
"Yeah, but that's not the best part. They haven't caught the inmate yet. And there's a citywide manhunt for him, right now. So you guys know I wouldn't have done this if it weren't serious. . ."
Letting out a mocking chuckle, Cyborg replied,
"Yeah, well. . .you're gonna have to convince Starfire on that one." Knowing he had a point, Robin blew out a heavy sigh, then stood back up. "Where is she?" Now he watched as Raven silently pointed a finger upward, signaling that she was on the rooftop. "Tell me the truth. . .She's mad isn't she?"
That question had her eyebrow raising with some sarcasm.
"What do YOU think?"
"Yeah . . ." Beastboy added, "After standing her up again, on a night like tonight, dude, you would've been better off at the prison during lockdown!"
Breaking out into a nervous sweat, Robin sighed and muttered, "Great. . .Just great."

One step at a time Robin reluctantly made his way up the stairs, to find Starfire standing far off in the corner of the rooftop, still dressed in her evening gown. As she stared out at the moonlit bay, Robin was taken back by how beautiful she really looked. So much so, that he found himself almost forgetting why he'd come in the first place. At the same time, Starfire could sense someone approaching from behind. Glancing over her shoulder, the mere sight of Robin caused her pulse to race with resentment.
From behind, he saw the way she turned from him, and swallowed hard. "Uh. . .Hi, Star. . ."
"Hello, Robin. . ." She whispered with a clip of anger in her voice. By the way her arms folded, he knew he was in big trouble. Desperately wanting to lighten up the situation, he got on the side of her and stammered, "Whoa. . .that gown. . .I mean, you look so. . .pretty. . ." Now he watched as her icy glance cut into his.
"It's a little too late for the compliment, yes? When it should've been given somewhere else!" Knowing he was busted, Robin sighed with frustration.
"I know, Star. . .And I'm sorry. I know how much this meant to you."
"No, you do not! If you had, then you would have been there tonight. But you weren't, and it's not the first time!"
Knowing she was right, Robin found himself nodding. "I know. And it won't be the last." He candidly added, as she scoffed under her breath. "But you've known that, Star. For as long as we've been together as a team, till the time we've gotten more serious with each other-" he stressed, watching as her angry gaze softened a bit. "You've always known. . .that this has got to come first. It's my job, Star. As a leader, I have a responsibility."
"Yes. . ." she quickly cut off. "To that, and nothing else." As she turned away from him, Starfire gave him another cold glance. "Do not worry, Robin. I KNOW where your priorities are! And you won't have to concern yourself about breaking anymore promises to me, because I won't force you to make any!" With that, she turned on her heel and walked away from him. Not wanting it to end that way, Robin called out,
"Star. . .wait. Will you just. . ." he was interrupted when his communicator went off. Blowing out a frustrated sigh, he muttered, "Yeah, what's up?"
"I think you two better get down here, man. We've got trouble. . ."

Within a few minutes Robin returned to the common room to find Cyborg, Raven and Beastboy staring down at the monitor. "What happened?" Robin asked, as he approached the three of them. "There's been a car jacking, just east of here. The victim was discovered inside of the barter parking lot, with his wallet and keys missing. He had a massive blow to the back of the head." He said, pressing the enter button on the computer panel. "They said he was barely conscious, but still able to give a description. After finding out who he was, this dudes lucky to be alive at all. . ." As Xaviers profile come up on the screen, Robin gaped towards it with surprise.
"Whoa! That's him! That's the guy from the prison break!"
By then Starfire returned and rejoined the group, now dressed back into her uniform. Although she was still upset, Robin was too pumped up to notice. By then he had programmed the file to show up on the big plasma TV. "I knew it was only a matter of time before he'd strike again!" As they silently read through his detailed description, Beastboy suddenly noticed how petrified Raven had become, stiffly staring up at the screen as though under a spell. Putting a hand on her shoulder, he asked,
"Hey, Raven. . .What's wrong."
"The tattoo." She shakily whispered through her teeth. "That's the image."
"What?" Beastboy asked, eyes widening with surprise.
"Yeah. . ." she repeated, in a tone that gave away just how troubled she really was.
"It's the image I've been seeing for a month. . .in my dreams."
Now thrown over by this bit of information, Beastboy could feel a knot forming in the pit of his stomach. But that was nothing compared to the rare expression of fear that showed on Raven's pale face. This caused him to look from her to Robin, about to do something rather bold. "Um. . .Guys. Uh. . .Don't you think that just this once. . .we ought to back down and let the Cops handle this?" For a minute, Robin, Starfire and Cyborg could only marvel at Beastboy not sure if he heard him correctly.
"What?!" Cyborg mocked rather lightheartedly.
"You're pulling our leg, right?" The sarcasm from his question had Beastboys head cocking in a defensive manner. "Dude. . .Does It look like I'm kidding?"
"No. . ." Robin replied, still shaking his head with some skepticism. "But why? We've dealt with his type before."
"No, we haven't. . ." Raven calmly interrupted out of nowhere. "There's something about this guy that's different. . .I don't know, Robin. I've just got a bad feeling."
Now Starfire approached Robin from the side and nodded, "Robin. . .Raven has never been incorrect when it comes to such things. Perhaps, maybe we should let the police handle this."
"The police haven't been able to stop him!" Robin cut off, now getting very frustrated. "And if they can't, then we have to do our job! Now are you guys with me, or not?"
As Starfire put her head down, the other three silently looked from themselves, back to Robin, rather annoyed with his petulant attitude. Yet, as he took off and ran out the door, they silently followed behind him without saying another word.

Inwardly Raven began to hope that on this one rare occasion her instincts were incorrect, and she was wrong. . .But deep down inside she knew that she wasn't.