Heya! I'm back! Sorry for the delay. I wanted to post this last April 21st, as sort of a birthday celebration on , but I wasn't counting on my cousins coming over to celebrate my birthday with me, that's why I wasn't able to post. I'm really, really sorry.

So, here's the second chapter for the story. This is where "Stormy Reunions" come into play, so don't be surprised when you see familiar parts - and maybe a few unfamiliar ones too.

By the way, please let me know if you guys want a 3rd chapter for this, to serve as a sort of epilogue, because I personally want one, but I'll let you guys decide I suppose.

Disclaimer: DC owns Teen Titans and everything else related to it.

"Will you be needing anything else, Sir?" The blonde standing at the other side of the giant mahogany desk asked as she placed a tall pile of papers and a warm cup of coffee on top of her boss' desk.

Barely looking up from whatever he was working on at the computer, the dark hair man shook his head as he waved a dismissive hand at her "You may go, Clara." He said as his tired eyes scanned the screen tirelessly, pausing every now and then to take a sip of his coffee. "And close the door when you leave."

The girl nodded as she turned away and headed for the giant double doors. The man then glanced up from his work to watch the woman leave before leaning back against the smooth, high-backed leather seat to pinch the bridge of his nose tiredly as he sighed.

After a few minutes of resting his eyes, the young man straightened up as he prepared to resume his work, but stopped when the computer screen flickered for a moment, the document that he had been working on disappearing as it was replaced by an image of an elderly man in a suit, his expression neutral.

"Will you be coming home for dinner, Sir?"

"No, Alfred." The man in front of the screen sighed "I have too much to do here."

The butler frowned "Sir, if I may." He began, as the man on the other side braced himself – it was always that, every time he would get a scolding from Alfred, it always started that way.

"You're 21 years old, Sir." Alfred said "You're not supposed to be working yourself to death yet, or missing meals and living on coffee and pastries. That could wait till you're Master Bruce's age to do that."

Said 21-year-old managed to crack a smile at the sarcastic joke before replying "I promise I'll have dinner at the Mansion tomorrow. I just really need to finish these." He then took a few of the papers that his secretary had left him earlier and waved them in front of the screen "Swear."

"Very well." He simply answered as he ended the transmission, the screen flickering black for a moment before returning to the document that he had been working on. He stretched his tired hands before placing them over the keyboard, getting ready to start working again when his screen flickered to a black once more, before flashing an old, familiar logo on his screen. The titan's T.

"What the-" Dick Grayson began, his face filled with shock ad a bit of confusion on his face as he frowned at the screen as it continued to flash along with the words 'Intruder Alert'. Someone was at the long abandoned Titan's Tower.

The former Boy Wonder then wasted no time as he groped around the underside of Bruce's old chair and was relieved to find a bat-shaped button, pressing it firmly.

Come on, work.

A few seconds later, Dick found himself engulfed in darkness as the chair swiftly travelled through a metal tube as he made his way to the Batcave.

"Dick, what are you doing back so early?" Batman asked, barely looking up from the central computer as familiar footsteps resounded throughout the quiet cave.

"There's been an alarm." He answered, hardly stopping his purposeful stride as he headed for the costume vault where Bruce had generously offered to keep his Nightwing Costumes alongside his Batman's and Tim's Robin costume while his place at Bludhaven was being customized for his crime fighting needs.

At this, the older man looked up from the screen and glanced over his shoulder to speak to his ward "I didn't see the sign flash."

"No, it was from Titan's Tower." Nightwing answered as he strode out of the vault, pulling on his black and blue gauntlets as he walked "There's someone in there, the intruder alert sounded."

"I'm sure it's just a rat or something." Batman said dismissively "Besides, you haven't been there in three years, why go now?"

The dark dressed man glared at the Dark Knight before placing his mask over his eyes "Whose fault do you think that is?" He snapped as he made his way into the hangar.

A few minutes later, the silence that had once again engulfed the cave had been broken by the sound of a roaring plane engine from the upper level of the Batcave, but soon disappeared into the night, followed by the mechanical doors closing behind it.

"It wouldn't hurt to ask permission, you know." The Dark Knight grumbled crossly before returning to his work, pushing spoilt first adopted sons out of his mind for the moment, but making sure to make a mental memo to give the 21-year-old a scolding when he gets back from Jump.

Rain.

It was something foreign to the state of California, and the coastal city of Jump was no exception. And yet, here it was, pounding unrelentingly on the window of the Bat Plane, making it difficult for the masked vigilante to find his way to the giant T.

Perhaps it was something like forever knowing where your home was, or maybe it was because of Nightwing's commendable navigational skills; whatever the reason, somehow – despite the limited visibility – he had manage to land onto the roof of his former home. Titan's tower.

Ignoring the rain, the young hero jumped out of the plane – making sure to close it behind him as soon as possible to keep the interior dry – and ran as fast as he could to the door, and was surprised to find the inside of the tower lit up – confirming his suspicions that someone had entered the tower, activating its formerly dormant AI.

Making his way down the familiar corridor, Nightwing made his footfalls as light as he could manage, trying not to alert whoever had been stupid enough to break into the former fortress, as his steps were muffled by the amount of dust on the floor.

Thud. Thud. Thud. Splash.

Wait, Splash?

Nightwing looked down from the metal doors that he was about to open to step into the Ops room and found himself standing on a shallow puddle of water, as if whoever had broken in had been caught in the rain too and had taken the time to wring themselves out before stepping into the room.

Adding this particular info to is growing list of clues, Nightwing stepped forward as the doors swished open and stepped into the well-lit room that was the base of operations for the now defunct Teen Titans. Whoever was protecting Jump City now, he didn't know.

He looked around the room and found everything exactly like it was supposed to be. Barren and dusty. Whatever it was that the intruder was looking for, it wasn't here. Walking towards the right side of the room, the former Robin stepped in front of another pair of swishing metal doors as he stepped into the familiar corridor that led to his, Starfire's and Cyborg's room.

Fully knowing that the other two rooms have already been stripped bare of anything valuable, so without further ado, he made his way into his abandoned room and for the nth time that night had found himself stunned, as he stood by the door way, stepping forward only by a few steps to lt the door swish to a close.

He wasn't sure how long he had stood there, perhaps it had been a few minutes, or maybe even a few hours, even when the time would come where he would remember the moment in the future, he would always seem to be unsure of how long he really was there, simply staring at the red head in front of him, as if time itself had stopped just so that he could enjoy watching her sleep, her face calm.

But, whatever it was that was keeping her calm was obviously gone now, as her expression formed into one of intense discomfort as she writhed around the bed, crumpling the bed sheets – and for the first time, noticing that she was sleeping on a pillow, which in itself was weird enough.

"Richard…"

At that moment, he knew. He knew Nightwing was gone, gone out the window and washed away by the rain – for the moment at least. Nightwing was the vigilante, the guy who would remain forever alone. Richard wasn't. Richard was human, Richard had emotions, Richard felt love…and at that moment, he knew that Richard had become dominant.

"Star?" Richard called out softly as he snapped his thick gauntlets off before touching her hand – almost drawing it back swiftly at the shock of how cold and clammy it felt against his warm skin "Starfire?" He tried once more, nudging her hand a bit more forcefully this time.

Starfire turned her head towards him as she curled up into a ball, as if protecting herself "Richard…" She moaned out softly in her sleep, her tone showing just how much she really missed the man that was now trying to shake her awake. It didn't help that tears had started to streak past her closed eyelids as she softly cried in her sleep

Seeing the tears fall from her closed eyes, Nightwing felt the familiar, heavy, feeling of guilt rest on his shoulders as he gazed at the miserable looking girl. He felt guilty for leaving her behind, and yet he also felt guilty for even drawing her into the complicated web that was his life in the first place. He felt guilty for not ever letting her know that it was his choice to stay in Gotham without letting her know, and yet he knew that he would feel even guiltier if he had dragged her along with him.

Dick pressed the bridge of his nose firmly; all this deep thinking was giving him a headache. And as he did so, instead of coming into contact with the warm skin that he had grown used to, he felt the smooth Kevlar on his face. He slowly peeled the mask off, remembering how much the redhead disliked seeing it whenever it was just the two of them together as he placed on top his bedside table – the same table that once held his Robin mask often.

"Star, wake up…" He tried once more as he leaned in close, his warm breath tickling her tear-streaked skin, as he placed a warm hand on her shoulder which still felt cold despite being covered with a gray, cotton shirt. "Kori, come on. Wake up."

"Hmmm?" She murmured softly as she cracked her sleepy eyes open, only to be met by a pair of comfortingly familiar, forget-me-not blue eyes; eyes that she would often see in her dreams. "I am in the world of dreaming again…" She said sleepily, sadly as she curled up into a ball, and shut her eyes tightly "Mind, please stop the playing of the games…" She pleaded "I do not wish to see the eyes of Robin each time I slumber then wake up to find that they are merely fictional…"

Dick frowned once more, as he stared the sleeping princess for a minute before he let out a low chuckle. "I can't believe I'm going to do this." He muttered under his breath before leaning in to capture her lips on his own, relishing the feeling of the kiss that was now three years overdue. "Come on Starfire, it's time to wake up."

At the fell of his lips on hers, Starfire's eyes slowly fluttered open as she looked deep into the familiar pool of deep blue eyes while she reached out to touch his cheek with one hand, as if checking that he really was there.

"I am not dreaming?" She asked warily, almost afraid of the answer

The man shook his head as he leaned back, giving her a bit of space to allow her to sit up. "I really am here." He said reassuringly as he reached out for her hand and gripped it tightly in his, afraid to ever let go.

"Robin!" She exclaimed happily as she launched herself at him, causing the man to crash onto the carpeted floor "I have missed you so much!" She said her voice thick with the tears that she was trying hard to hide.

"It's Nightwing now, actually." He said with a small chuckle as he wrapped his own arms on her slim waist tightly. "And I've missed you too…"

"Please, do not ever leave again…" She said with a sob as she leaned against his shoulder, her fiery red hair splaying itself on his neck and chest, letting him breathe into her clean scent. "Please…"

"I promise…" He said softly as he rested his chin on her soft mane of hair and closing his eyes. Bruce Wayne can deal with Gotham on his own, he should have realized long ago that someone needed him more, and that he needed her too. "I'm never going to let you go, ever again…I promise." Outside, the sound of the rain pounding on the windows have ceased as the thunder and lightning quieted down and ceased lighting up the sky, leaving the night calm and quiet for the reunited lovers.

By the way, just a few notes:

1. Batcave Entrance from Wayne Enterprises
- According to the DC wiki, Bruce installed an entrance to the Batcave under his chair, but they didn't explain how it opens, and I really don't have any idea how it does either.

2. Nightwing Costume
-I'm not using the Cartoon Network version of Nightwing, but rather the comic book version. The one with short hair and no utility belt.

3. Jump city, California
-According to a number of sources, the cartoon series hints that Jump City is Located somewhere near Cali - or possibly at the state of Cali itself.

4. Tower's AI
-I'm not so sure about this, but it seems plausible since the doors open on their own accord when there are people standing in front of it, and transmissions are automatically flashed even without pressing buttons or uttering a voice command. And so because the tower, like the communicators, respond to voice commands.

5. Defunct Titans
-I didn't really factor the Honorary Titans and Titans East into the equation here. I'm just assuming the same thing like what happened in "How Long is Forever?" and simply say that the Titans fell apart - but on better terms.

And again, please let me know if you guys want a chapter 3 *crosses fingers*