He sat in the corner of the small café in New York City. Every time the bell on the door would ring, he would look up quickly to see if it was his friend. When it would turn out to be some stranger, he would sadly look down.
Just when he had lost hope, she walked in.
"Sunny! Over here!" Roy called her over, catching her attention. She flashed a quick smile towards him.
Her name was actually Rue. Rue Sunday Tate. You can see why they called her Sunny. She stood at 5'7, with her wavy hair being chocolate brown with some red tint in it, she had it up in a bun. Her eyes were gold with cat-eye eyeliner and her skin was a soft ivory color. She wore a yellow cardigan with a white tank top underneath and light denim skinny jean and black flats.
She took a seat in front of him. She smiled.
"Oh, I already got you tea if that's ok." He pointed out as he pushed her drink towards her.
"No, it's fine. I was going to get it anyways." She said as her took a drink. His face quickly saddened.
"Rue, I have a problem." She looked up to him. When he would use her first name, she knew it was serious.
"Roy, what did you do?"
"I fucked up." He said as he cupped his face in his hands. She gingerly reached out for his hands, and held them. He looked up to her. He felt safe.
"I'm a father." Her eyes widened. When she was called to the café, she figured Roy had been using again. She never thought it was this.
"Who's the mother?"
"Jade."
"Does the team know?" she asked. He quickly looked up, and then looked down.
"No. No I haven't. I haven't been to the headquarters yet. I can't tell them. I can't-"
"Yes you can and you will. You have known Dick, Wally and Kaldur since Teen Titans. They have been there for you through thick and thin. I'm sure with this new addition they would help out. I'm always here for you too Harper." She gently squeezed his hands.
He wanted to break down, but he wouldn't let himself. She sat back, trying to recollect her thoughts.
"So, where is this baby at Harper?" his face quickly turned white, as he knew she knew where exactly his child was.
"Um well," he began as he panicked "a-at my apartment."
When they made it to his rundown apartment, the innocent child was fast asleep. She quickly slapped him on the back of his head before walking up to baby.
The baby was sleeping in a pink car seat that was on top of the coffee table in the living room, revealing that the child was a girl. Her hair was jet black and her cheeks had a pink tint to them. She was adorable and precious. Sunny sat down on the couch in front of the sleeping child. Roy stood by the door, watching them.
"She just left her here," he started off "she knocked on my door and there she was. On my doorstep. Her name is Lian. Jade didn't leave a note or anything. I can't raise a kid Rue. I'm an addict. I-"
"You are not an addict Roy, you were an addict. You're not alone on this. You have friends that will help you out with this. You have the team. Believe it or not but you have Oliver. And lastly you have me." He quickly walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her, tears forming in his eyes.