"Dude, who is that guy, and why is he obsessed with you?"

Beast Boy had spoken as soon as the Jeep disappeared and the question was ringing in everyone's head. As soon as they got home, the team went straight to the computer and Robin sat down at the monitor. He wrote the boy's name in the search box, and it came up with 1,470,000 results.

"Well, someone is very busy." Commented Raven dryly. Robin ignored her and went straight to the first link. When the article came up, the titles read:

Fowl Shares All,

Irish Prodigy solves another,

Government Tipped By Genius,

"Think he's famous enough?" asked Cyborg. The list went on and on. As Robin scrolled down, the team looked at the numerous headlines, and waited until Robin finally picked one. He suddenly stopped and they looked at the headline that he highlighted. It read:

Genius Boy Suspected of Murder

They all gaped at the headline and Robin clicked on the link provided. The tower was silent as they all read the article.

After a few minutes, Beast Boy sighed in relief.

"Dude, it's not like he actually committed the crime. All it says was that he went to the Cyro-whatever and rented a pod. Maybe he was doing some genius experiment."

"Its cryogenics, Beast Boy, and your right, who said he actually committed a crime?" said Robin in a thoughtful tone.

"Whoa, did you just say I was right?" Beast Boy's eyes were wide as he looked to Starfire for conformation. She gave a nod, and his face broke out into a smile.

"Yes!" he pumped his fist up in the air.

"But," said Robin

"Why is there always a but?" interrupted Beast Boy, his face falling fast.

"We don't know if he did, so, next time we see him, we'll have to-,"

Bleep bleep bleep bleep!

"Beast Boy, this is not the time to fool around. This is serious."

"Dude, that was so not me." Said Beast Boy, with his hands in the air, in mock surrender.

Robin took out his communicator, holding it between his thumb and fore-finger, as if it was a bomb. He flipped it open and a fuzzy, black and white face appeared on the screen, and for a moment, all that was heard was a static. The voice became a bit clearer after a moment, though the picture stayed the same.

"Good evening, Titans." The cold Irish voice filled the room, chilling the hearts of the room's occupants. "I hope you have had a fun and eventful evening as you search for clues to the suspected murder, which I supposedly committed."

"Oh yeah, it's been a blast." Said Raven with a roll of her eyes.

"Good, "Artemis replied with out even noticing the sarcasm that was thick in her voice. "I thought I should tell you that I would very much like to meet you Titans again. It was such a joy to talk to you in person, and I hope you felt the same way. And maybe I could explain to you what really happened at the 'scene of the crime' so to speak."

"Where would this 'meeting' take place." Asked Robin, cautiously.

"Where ever you would wish it to be." Artemis replied, with a sly smile. The Titans looked at each other, and Robin nodded to the other Titans.

"Our Tower. Tomorrow. Is that alright with you?" Robin said smoothly, as his eyes narrowed into a glare.

"Of course." Artemis replied, just as slick. He gave a slight nod of his head and the transmission blacked out.

Artemis let out a small sigh, and allowed himself an even smaller smile. He would ask Butler to fly him to Jump City, and if all went according to plan, (when did his plans go array? He chided himself) he would get to tell Robin what he needed to hear.

Artemis shook his head, and stood up from his chair. He drank the last of his Earl Grey tea and pressed a button. His plans where now in place.

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