A/N: I hope I didn't confuse any of you on the age change on their daughter. I figured I should change it to make a bit more sense.

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans


Goodbye, Halcyon Days

Thrive (verb) – (of a child, animal, or plant) grow or develop well or vigorously


Rachel hoped that the smell of breakfast cooking or the sound of laughter in the kitchen would wake her up, but it has to be the damn morning sickness. She hastily throws the blankets off her form and rushes toward the bathroom, locking the door behind her.

Only ten weeks along, Richard can see that this pregnancy takes a lot out more energy out of her. Since his wife is an empath, they check regularly for any type of power coming out of Liana Rae Grayson. Fortunately, nothing…yet. They aren't so sure on this one, though.

Richard steps into the bathroom the moment his wife opens the door. She gently pushes passed him and takes hold of her toothbrush, him mirroring her actions.

"Mornin'. You okay?" Richard reaches up and lightly massaged her shoulders.

Spitting out the rest of the toothpaste-water mixture in the sink, she responds. "It wasn't as bad as the last time."

"That's good to hear." Richard hums absentmindedly. He turns his wife around and places his hands at her hips.

Rachel's hands are in his hair as he gently rests his forehead on hers. "Have I told you lately that I love you?" Richard whispers against her lips.

"No, I don't think you have." Without waiting, she surges onto the tips of her toes, closing the remaining distance between their lips.

Richard's arms are securely wrapped around her waist, hands palming her ass. He quickly moves from her mouth and down her neck, finding her pulse point and gently sucking. A moan escapes her mouth from his actions.

A gurgling sound pierces the steamy atmosphere, alerting them of their daughter's presence.

"Way to ruin a moment," Rachel grumbles, stepping out of her husband's arms. Richard grabs her wrist and points at her neck.

"Might want to cover that today, your choice." A smug kiss on her cheek and out the door he goes to make breakfast.

"Damn you, Boy Wonder." He sniggers at the nickname.

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Opening the door, she enters to see her toddler standing on her mattress, hands holding the crib rail.

"Good Morning, Little Love." The empath swiftly brings her daughter into her arms, blowing raspberries on her cheeks.

"Ma-ma." Liana has her mother's eyes and her father's hair.

"Let's get you cleaned up and ready for the day." A bath and clean clothes later, Rachel walks into the kitchen.

She plops Liana in her high chair, a plate of sliced bananas on the tray, waiting to be eaten.

"So, Gar left a voicemail." Richard stands in front of the stove, a sizzling pan of bacon frying.

"He did, did he? And what did he say in this voicemail." Richard smirks at Rachel's vindictive tone toward their green friend. He's been calling every other day and Rachel is staring to get very annoyed.

The green changeling should know better than to test a pregnant woman…especially a pregnant woman with dark powers.

"He asked if he could come visit and play with Lia for a bit." Out of all the Titans, Garfield is the only one they are in contact with the most. They still talk to the other two every now and then, but he's definitely a lot closer distance wise, and easier to reach on a daily basis.

"What did you say?" An empty bowl of bananas passes to Richard and a bowl of applesauce is in its place.

"I just said maybe the weekend, but we'd have to see." Richard watches his wife feed their daughter, while still keeping an eye on their breakfast.

"Okay." Rachel nods her head and continues to feed Lia her applesauce, wiping her face here and there.

"Are you going to the office today?"

"Yeah, apparently Munson is trying to change my proposals without me knowing, so, I need to go over the original with Daniel and repair the damage." Richard rolls his eyes.

"Have a good day, then." He gets up, kissing both his girls before walking into the bedroom to get ready.

In ten minutes flat, Richard is out the door.

A confused Liana stares up at her mother. "Yeah, Daddy's crazy, isn't he?"

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Since he took over the business for Bruce, she notices that her husband hasn't had a lot of time for night patrolling, and Rachel could tell it's getting to him. Richard is rarely in the office, choosing to work from home the majority of the time.

Because of this, Richard's assistant tells him when he needs to come in for important decisions and meetings. However, when he does come into the office, it's about the decision the vice-president makes.

An old, white-haired Mr. Munson was hired years ago by Bruce and helped the Dark Knight in making the business into what it is now. Unfortunately, when he heard Bruce was stepping down, he had hoped he would take over.

Therefore, because he lost the business to a twenty-three year old, he tries everything in his power to make Richard's work life hell; however, not as bad as one would think. It's just little things here and there that will make Richard's eyes twitch.

Clearly all the employees can assume Mr. Munson is bitter and resentful at his former boss. Richard set his bag on his desk and sits in his desk chair.

"What's going on?" Daniel, his assistant, is already in the room when he comes in.

"Well, sir, you might want to take a look." Daniel hands his boss the paperwork to look over.

"What an idiot." He mumbles under his breath. "Do I have anything planned for today…or the next two weeks?"

"You have a ten o'clock meeting today, nothing else. As for next week, nothing but a few meetings that don't need your presence, and the following week is your busiest, sir." Daniel looks over the calendar in his hand.

"Great. I know you'll be taking my place without me asking." Daniel nods. "I think I can get this done in a week. Please tell me he's not doing any more damage to my company?" Richard prays to the heavens.

"As of right now? No, sir. That was the only thing he changed…so far." Richard smirks at Daniel's exasperation at Munson.

"Thanks, Daniel. I appreciate it." Daniel politely waves, letting himself out.

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"What do you want to do today, Lovie?" Liana looks at her mother, she drops the blocks she was holding, and climbs onto the couch next to her.

Head in her mother's lap, Liana points towards her stomach, "Baby?" Her eyes curious.

Rachel mentally smirks, her daughter's inquisitive side is definitely inherited by her father. Whenever she would teach Lia something, she understands it after the second try. She's a quick learner and a curious child. Definitely Richard's kid.

"Yeah." Rachel's hand runs through smooth black hair.

"Baby, otay?" Liana is still in the process of speaking, the only thing she can't get quite right is the T sound and the K sound.

"Hmm-Mmm" Rachel nods her head. Telling Liana that she is going to be an older sister is a lot easier than they thought. Then again, she is only thirteen-months old.

"Ma, I tired." Little Liana let out a yawn for emphasis. Her mother picks her up and carries her into her room.

Singing her to sleep, Lia passed out for naptime. Finally having time to herself, Rachel sifts through the mail Richard brought in before leaving.

A letter with nothing on the envelope catches her peripheral vision. Rachel grabs it, turns it around and inspects it before opening the seal. A sharp gasp escapes her mouth.


Did you honestly think you could get rid of me that easily?

- D


The letter slips from her hands and onto the floor, her body frozen solid. She motionlessly grabs her phone and presses 1.

"Everything okay, Rach?" Her husband's voice finally snaps her out of her daze.

"We've got a big problem on our hands." Richard can feel her worry through the phone.

"What do you mean?" He stops what he is doing, all thoughts of work completely gone.

"The Titans need a reunion."


A/N: The plot thickens. I already have everything planned out, but I want to know your guesses as to why Bruce gave Richard his business. Let me know. I hope you enjoyed!

Thanks for reading!