Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans. I don't know who does, but I envy that individual.

"Whoa, dude! This weather is acting really freaky. What's with the sunny days and then the hail?" BeastBoy was pondering the bizarre shift in atmospheric activity, which was also confusing the car's other two occupants.

"Well, if it keeps on jumping around like this it'll be sunny days again in minutes!" Cyborg offered.

"Whatever happens I hope they don't cancel this convention. We've spent way too long advertising it and two of us aren't even going to attend." He hoped that sounded convincing. Robin was worried. He really couldn't care any less about the convention, all those cameras, and interviews-ugh. He only acted like he cared because Cyborg and BeastBoy really enjoyed it all and he had no right to spoil their fun. Plus it got them out of the tower to actually do something besides play Gamestation all day when there was no training. But what really concerned him was Raven. The way she had acted earlier, she had looked sick, and her expression- one he had never seen from her before. She was terrified- no more than terror, more than fear, it was something else… something that really worried him. Cyborg turned a corner, and through the driving rain, they could see the drenched forms of frantic news crews and well-dressed party guest scurrying every which way; over picnic tables, across a stage, and under a giant billowing plastic banner plastered with the words 'Annual Local Heroes Convention!' across it in bright bold lettering. Beneath that was a hastily scribbled 'Canceled!' Robin felt immense relief.

"Aaaaaaaawwwwwwww MAN!" Cyborg and BeastBoy moaned synchronously.

"Oh no… how sad. It's been canceled. Well, guess that means we go home! Man, I was really looking forward to that. What a bummer. Ok, let's go!" Robin's sarcasm was not lost on his two heavily disappointed companions.

"Hey, wait a minute… You never really wanted to come here, did you!" BeastBoy accused shockingly.

"Well, no I didn't. I mean, with all the publicity, the annoying people, the cameras, none of that bothers you guys? Come on, let's just go home, they'll reschedule it tomorrow, and then we can go. Sound ok?" Robin had a bad feeling about all this, he really needed to talk with Raven; he should never have left her alone at the tower.

"Well, I guess we would look kinda dumb showing up in the rain with everybody gone, and that would put a dent in our reputation, so it's ok with me to reschedule if it's ok with Beast-" Cyborg got that far before Robin jumped in.

"Of course it's ok with him, not let's just GO already!" Robin sounded perplexed, and looked nervous, which was not good for two reasons. One: Robin was almost always clam, and two: even if he wasn't calm, he'd rarely let it outwardly show. Cyborg and BeastBoy both arrived separately at the same conclusion: It had to be bad if it was bothering Robin.

"Alright, we're going back, so just chill back there." Cyborg tried to sound reassuring as he U-turned back the way they'd come.

"Yeah, it's probably nothing" BeastBoy also tried, and failed, to sound the same.

"What's probably nothing?" Robin snapped.

"Whatever's bothering you! You've been acting weird ever since we left!" BeastBoy was confused. He had known Robin for a long time, and there had been only a few times where Robin had really seemed about to lose it. And he didn't want this to become one of those times.

"Look, nothing is bothering me, it's what's bothering Raven! I don't know if you two noticed, but when I first saw her earlier, she was pretty shaken up. She tried to blow it off, but I think something's wrong. And with all this strange weather, well it's too weird. Something just doesn't feel right." Right as Robin spoke, it was as a switch had been flipped: the rain stopped abruptly, like a faucet being turned, the ominous black clouds overhead dissipated into the blue, and the sun sprang out into the now completely cloudless sky. The whole metamorphosis had taken mere seconds, and if it weren't for the utterly confused and drenched convention attendees standing around and the puddles and mini rivers flooding into storm drains, one would never assume that a thunderstorm had been raging here moments ago. The significance was overwhelming.

"Ok, now that's just too freaky!" BeastBoy was staring out the window, jaw slack. Cyborg consulted a dashboard panel and offered his take.

"Radar scans are completely clear! This is so not natural!"

"Cyborg, get us back to the tower now! We're going to find out what's going on!" Robin had no more suspicions; something was definitely out of place here. He was back in control now, like his old self.

"No problem!" Cyborg's arm danced across another panel, and suddenly the T-car's tires shifted ninety degrees, spouted jets of flame, ascended upward into the sky, and banked back towards the tower, and hopefully some answers.

RAVEN'S POV

Warmth, sunlight. Voices. Familiar sounds, comforting. The numbness was wearing off; it felt like she was slowly surfacing from some cold, dark, and silent pool, the sounds became clearer. The darkness was also fading away, and she became conscious of light; it stung her eyes. The images were still fuzzy, and then she realized her eyes were wet, wet because they didn't close when she passed out, they had been open this whole time. She tried to move, to wipe at her eyes, but her arms were sluggish, she still couldn't completely feel them there, it was like they were caught in some restraining muck. She was no longer lying on the cold, unforgiving concrete, no, she was propped up against something warm, a person, she vaguely thought. Raven spoke, but only moaned, her voice was distant, getting closer. She heard another voice, tried to make sense of what it said, and succeeded

"Raven! No don't move, don't speak, save your strength! We're right here, you're safe now. Just relax! Everything's ok!" It was the voice that held her. Through watery eyes she looked up and saw something she recognized, a mask, a concerned face. She heard another sound, a different voice, a pair of them, voices that also calmed her. She was now among friends.

"Is she alright? What happened to her!" BeastBoy was shocked- that and scared. Even when Raven was fleeing her own powers that night when she was frightened by the scary movie, even then she didn't look this bad. Poor Raven, it pained his heart to see her degraded like this. He picked up her limp hand, held it.

"Who- no what could have done this to her! It's sick, it's wrong man, and somebody's ganna pay; NOBODY hurts my friends!" Cyborg was furious. He fumed. Raven was like a sister to him and BeastBoy; maybe a bossy and often annoying sister, but he loved her for it, like he did all his teammates, and he hated to see any of them hurt.

Robin cradled her in his arms, she was coming around now. On the way back, they tried calling her communicator, but she didn't answer, which was odd, because she always did. When they got within visual distance, they could see her form sprawled out on the roof, and Cyborg nearly crashed the car trying to land as quickly as possible. They hadn't even come to a complete landing before all three were out and at her side. She was a mess. Shallow breathing, cold skin, deathly white complexion, her eyes frozen in unspeakable terror. She had slowly started to revive after a few infinitely long minutes, now she was looking around.

"Raven, let's get you inside, you can tell us what happened later. Guys, give me a hand." Robin eased her to her feet, and the other two assisted in leading her downstairs and laying her onto a couch. She shakily stood to her feet.

"I think I'm feeling better now…"

"No, lie back down, we got this, ok Rae?" Cyborg gently reassured her. She looked; saw BeastBoy bringing pillows, a deeply concerned expression on his face, and there was Cyborg, draping an armful of blankets over her, and Robin, where was- oh, he was there beside her too with some water, she accepted and drank it, it was warm, refreshing, it cleared her head.

Robin spoke again, a soothing voice. "You just need to rest, let us sort this out. You're safe now, just sleep." She wilted under his voice, closed her swollen eyes. She was among fiends. When she thought about it, she saw that they were all really sweet guys, even if they could be annoying. Raven fell asleep under the vigilant care of her faithful friends.