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Chapter Three

Silence filled the room as Robin and Raven stared at each other, neither knowing what to say or do for that matter. Robin was dumbstruck to say the least. Less than an hour ago, the gothic girl sitting in front of him had tried her hardest to squeeze the life out of him, and now, here she was, sitting there on his bed.

"Why are you in here?"

It wasn't voiced in a mean or unpleasant kind of way, but rather it was simply voiced in a way that said he was utterly and hopelessly confused. After all, he had plenty of reason to be confused.

Robin's question repeated itself in her head once again. Why was she there? She honestly didn't know. She had actually come back to the tower for something else, but then she had passed by his room, and something... something had drawn her there. Maybe it was what he had said to her earlier...

'I'm here to help you...'

She stared at him, studying his face in the dim lighting of the room, the imagined sentence running through her mind. Before she knew it, she found herself wondering if his words were really true, or if they were lies like everything in her life. The more she thought about it, the more she found herself hoping they were true.

Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes and she suddenly squeezed them shut, and repeated her mantra to herself, trying to calm down so she didn't blow anything up, but she wasn't that successful. Everything was starting to come down on her, hitting her like a ton of bricks. She felt another wave of tears wash over her and this time she did nothing to stop them.

A few objects were engulfed by a black aura and shook a bit, but nothing blew up, yet. Robin didn't really care though, all of thoughts were focused on the crying girl curled up n his bed in front of him. There was something wrong with her, something more than what he had just thought it was originally.

Carefully he made his way over to her slowly as not to scare her. When he finally made it after what seemed like forever, he sat down next to her, making her form shift a bit when his weight hit the mattress.

She refused to look at him, slightly ashamed of showing this side of her to him; after all, she was Raven, the emotionless goth who never EVER cried. But, here she was, balling like a little newborn baby. She felt an arm slowly wrap around her shoulders, gently pulling her towards something. She stopped looking at her knees and allowed her eyes to travel up into the masked ones of Robin.

Again they stared at each other before Robin pulled her close to him, wrapping his other arm around her in the process. She surprised him, and herself, by not resisting the embrace, but instead leaning into it, almost as if she wanted it. She was so confused. She was scared, she didn't want any physical contact with him, with anyone for that manner, but here she was, practically molding herself to him. What on earth was she doing?

Her tears on his chest brought him out of his thoughts and he looked down at her, concern and worry running through his veins. Something was definitely wrong with her if she was allowing him to hold her like this, not to mention the fact that she had searched him out on her own free will. He didn't know what to do or what to say, so he just sat there, holding his teammate, trying to comfort her the best he could.

"Did... Did you really mean it?"

Her voice had startled him a bit, but he didn't jump. Did he mean it? Mean what? What was she talking about? "What do you mean?"

He felt her stiffen suddenly at his question. Had he really forgotten about earlier? She pulled away suddenly as memories once again bombarded her. "Sorry." She once again refused to look at him, and he felt his heart sink. Whatever she was talking about seemed really important to her. "Look, Robin, I guess I really came here to apologize to you about what had happened... A certain emotion had... look, I'm sorry okay?"

She tried to stand as soon as she finished her sentence, but discovered through her attempt that Robin still had yet to let her go. Why should he? He had just seen a side of her that he was sure nobody else had. She was opening up to him, even if she didn't know she was doing it herself, and he refused to let that opportunity get away from him.

As soon as she stood, Robin had tightened his hold on her, preventing her from going anywhere. "Robin..." He voice held a warning tone to it, but he ignored it, disregarding that it held a promise of pain. She was showing signs that something else was bothering her and he intended to find out just what exactly what it was. "Robin..." Her voice suddenly held an air of fear in it and he looked at her.

She was scared; he could see it in her eyes.

"Raven... are you okay?"

Without so much as a response, she turned away and stood, this time without Robin's arms restricting her, but she did not go anywhere. Robin sat there, waiting for her to say something, anything really. He knew that Raven wasn't a very talkative girl, hell, after all he had been living with her now for about three years and he still didn't know anything about her. He was determined to get her to talk though, even if that meant he wasn't going to be able to walk for a while.

"Did you really mean it?" She had voiced her question again, and again he gave her a confused look. When she finally understood that he was truly lost as to what she was talking about, she decided to elaborate. "Did you mean it... you know, when you said that... you... wanted to help me..."

His eyes widened behind his mask. Help her? She wanted his help? He was beyond words. Never had he thought that in a million years that Raven would be there, in his room, asking him of all people for help. Now he really knew something was wrong. "Of course I meant that Raven, you're my friend... you know that right?"

She kept her gaze locked on him for a moment, then turned it straight ahead. "Raven, you can tell me. No matter what it is, you know you can tell me." Her head slumped a bit as did her shoulders. Soon he noticed that they started shaking. When a lamp exploded, leaving his room lit even more dimly, he knew for sure that she was crying. He wanted so much suddenly to reach to reach out and touch her, hold her again, but after everything that she had been through, he wasn't sure what her reaction would be. He just didn't want to make things worse for her.

"I'm... I'm scared Robin."

He squinted, trying to read her facial expression. "Scared? Scared of what?" What could Raven, the one who doesn't 'do fear', be afraid of? What could have her so scared that she's acting out like this?

"Everything... including myself."

Again, for the second time that night, he had managed to find himself stuck for words. Everything? Did that mean him too?

"Yes... that means you too..." He blinked. She must have been reading his mind. "Why me?" She cringed a bit as he moved closer. "Robin... I... I tried to kill you... don't you hate me? Don't you hate me like everyone else?" Sighing, he shook his head a bit. Why on earth would anyone hate her?

"Raven..."

Of course, she didn't respond, and the only thing left for Robin to do was stare at her back. Then a thought popped into his head. "Why are you afraid of yourself?" His voice was soft as he took in the outline of her body in the darkened room. She remained still as a statue, unmoving and seemingly unfocused. "You wouldn't understand..." His brow crinkled. He wouldn't understand? Maybe so, but... "You could make me understand."

Her head shot in his direction at this comment. "Make you understand? MAKE YOU UNDERSTAND?!" A couple of inanimate objects exploded in the background, and before he knew it he had found himself pinned down on his bed with an enraged Raven looming over him. "How would you feel if someone took the last shred of innocence you had away from you against your will?" She leaned in closer and closer with every word she spoke, her eyes glowing a murderous red all the while.

Behind him he heard his window starting to crack and made a quick decision. He had to do something before his room became a literal disaster area. He yelled, practically screamed her name, but it didn't do anything. His only option was to force her off of him. How was he going to do that without hurting her? When he realized that her hands were once again nearing his neck, he quickly reasoned with himself that Raven was not in her right mind, whatever that was.

'Sorry about this Raven...' he said to himself mentally as he placed his hands on her shoulders. He gave a quick push, but Raven didn't budge an inch, which made Robin groan. He should have known, she was a super hero after all. He didn't give up though and firmly grasped her shoulders, pushing this time with all of his might.

The struggle continued for a couple of seconds, until Raven suddenly snapped out of it. Raven, completely confused, was suddenly pushed hard back off the bed.

Surprised, Robin quickly rushed to the edge of the bed and peered down at Raven. The look on her face shattered his heart. She was utterly terrified, plain and simple. He didn't know why exactly, but he suddenly felt afraid too. Slowly he reached out to touch her, to try to comfort her in some way, but she recoiled and before he knew it, she was off the ground and out the door.

There was a split second, where to Robin, time and space seemed to slow down and just freeze. What the hell had just happened? Was she afraid of him? Didn't she know that he would never, ever, hurt her? And what was he afraid of? What the hell was really going on?

Time seemed to speed up suddenly and Robin's eyes focused on Raven's retreating form for the second time that night, and unlike the first time, he decided to chase after her.

Whatever was going on, he was determined to find out.

KTKG says: Okay that's it for this chapter. What did you guys think of it? Me... Well... I didn't really like it that much... something about it just, I don't know.... Anyways, you guys know what to do... and what is that? REVIEW OF COURSE!!!

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