Unexpectations
By: Rielle
Disclaimer: Never have been nor never will be mine
The titans had been staring at Jericho as they went back to the tower.
A million thoughts ran through Jericho's head as he thought about his former father and new friends. How would he explain what had happened? How he knew Slade? Revealing that he was the son of one of the titan's most serious enemy probably wasn't the best way to go. As he thought this, Robin burned with curiosity. How does Jericho know Slade and vice versa? None of this made sense! Jericho was just barely a Teen Titan! How else would they be connected?
As they reached the Titans Tower, the titans gathered in the big room. All was silent as a nervous Jericho fidgeted.
"Friend Jericho, what is you relation with Slade? How do you two know each other?"
The titans didn't notice as Jericho slightly flinched at the word relation.
"Yeah!" Robin yelled angrily, displaying his short temper in all things Slade, "How do you know Slade? What aren't you telling us?!"
Yes, Jericho thought, I probably shouldn't tell the titans, least of all Robin. Robin was pacing the room as the other titans watched like a one way tennis match.
"Calm down, Robin." A monotonous voice interrupted, "You're giving me a headache."
Robin stopped pacing long enough to give Jericho an expectant look and a chance to reply.
Jericho paused again, "I don't really know him. Not as well as he wants you to think."
Robin glared at him saying, "That didn't answer my question."
Jericho paused again trying to gather his thoughts. His mind was racing, he couldn't think up of anything, "He's the reason that my…throat got slit when I was little. I haven't seen him in years, and barely recognized him."
"That still didn't answer my question." Robin said.
"I just don't want to talk about it."
Robin was about to say that he expected an answer when a new voice entered the interrogation.
"Robin, have a little trust. Jericho is a Titan. I'm sure he's not purposely withholding any important information that can help us. Right?" Kole asked trustfully.
Jericho nodded back, an unseen lump in his throat.
Robin grudgingly agreed when he saw Starfire's disapproving gaze.
"Friend Kole is right. We are most likely helping Slade by causing unnecessary conflict among friends." Starfire said.
"Of course. Sorry Star, Kole, Jericho." Robin apologized.
Jericho nodded, doubting that Robin would ever let this go until he had his answer.
Kole gave a grin and said, "Come on! It's late, and we just fought. I don't know about you, but I'm going to bed, night!"
The Titans dispersed, leaving the room in Kole's example.
As Robin headed back to his room, he couldn't help but ponder Slade's words, a son will do just finely.
Jericho wasn't, Jericho couldn't be.
Robin simply shook his head disbelievingly at the ridiculous notion.
Jericho couldn't be Slade's son.
