RavenBB13 (Sakurali13)

Teen Titans

None of this belongs to me, of course except the plot and the story in general. And a few made up characters.

Summary: Young Rachel Roth is a librarian with a huge passion for books and knowledge. Garfield Mark Logan, a junior in college, can't get enough of late night parties and the female gender. What happens when both bump into each others paths?

*Special Thanks to: all my reviewers and supporters

So sorry it has taken so long to upload

AN Please Read!!!: guys guys! re-read Garfield's conversation with Victor on the phone! A lot of you are confused of whether Garfield and Tara actually had sex. Please read carefully. I wont tell you if they did or not cuz I don't want to ruin anything. But keep an open mind. ;]

He looked over to the sleeping violet in his bed, a coffee mug in his hand. As soon as he perched her upon his arms, he tended to her. He remembered as he placed her wounded body upon his back in a piggy-back and started to run towards his home. It wasn't far.

Now all he could do was wait for her to wake up. He had treated her wounds and discreetly and respectfully cleaned her up. Dressing her in an over-sized t-shirt and basket ball shorts- all previously his-, Garfield permitted the girl to occupy his bed. He sighed and upon grabbing his Itouch, he sat on the couch across from his bed. He bobbed his head to 'Hollow' by Submersed. Scrolling down the files he came upon a picture of Tara and himself.

She was holding an ice-cream cone to his nose as he himself made a funny face and took the picture. The golden bracelet resting on her wrist. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep thought. How could Tara try to push this upon him? She clearly knew that they never have had sexual intercourse in their relationship. He knew that he had fallen for Tara, and hard, but how could she?

He still hadn't talked the matter with her and he knew that he would have to very soon. His head was throbbing and the coffee mug in his hand was empty. He opened one eye just enough to peek at the time then at the sleeping girl. 4:38 Am. She looked so peaceful. He sighed. Before he knew it, he was in a deep slumber.

Rachel woke to the pouring of sunlight through the curtains. She cracked her eyes open and quickly shut them as the bright rays brushed against her amethyst pools. She attempted to sit up but her own body wouldn't let her. She realized she felt really sore just about everywhere. Laying, starring at the weird patterns her eyes created on the ceiling, she suddenly realized that she had no idea where she was at. This gave her a boost of energy to get up.

She stood up, her hair tousled over her face. Clearing her vision she took in her surroundings. A quick and troublesome flashback crossed her mind, and as it came, it went away. "Ugh...what was that?" She grabbed her head as another clear vision of this same room invaded her. 'Have I been here before?' She thought to herself.

As she slowly scurried to stand she noticed her legs could barely hold her up. Looking down to her attire, she frowned. Quietly, without wanting to cause any attention to herself, she began to walk. She noticed her dirty clothes and shoes piled up on the nightstand and a full body sized mirror right by a window. She neared the mirror, half in fear of what she would see in the reflection. Upon looking at the girl facing her, she thought she was looking straight into another world.

The girl on the other side looked nothing like she remembered herself. Her dark hair was in huge messy tangles and her body looked weak. She noticed deep bite marks all over her neck and scratches and bruises invading her arms and legs. Her face had a cut that ran along her left side and her lip seemed swollen on the right side.

Tears began to form on the corner of her beautiful eyes as she clearly remembered now the scenes of the previous night. The jerk doing his way with her and the failed attempts she made to protect herself. She closed her eyes, not wanting to see the horrifying scene before her and began to make her way back to the bed.

When she was about to take a seat, she had then realized she was not alone. Right in front of her was a young man sleeping. He had radiant blond hair and was dressed in a pair of black Dickie's and a tight black muscle shirt that showed his toned body. Rachel blushed upon the sight. His head was tilted down and in his hands layed a music device.

Rachel could hear the loud metal music that the player was producing. 'How could he sleep with that?' She asked. Mentally kicking herself for wondering about stupid things like that instead of wondering about how she got to her whereabouts, she began to take slow strides towards the guy.

As if upon sensing the movement, Garfield began to stir. With a slight groan he brought his head up and opened his emerald eyes. The girl stopped dead in her tracks and her eyes made contact with his. Suddenly, a painful flashback rushed in making her cringe a little. She was one-hundred percent sure now that she had been here before, and with this man too.

They both starred for what seemed an eternity before he broke the silence. "You're awake!" He stood rapidly, dropping the mp3 player down on the couch and almost kicking the coffee mug on the floor. Startled, Rachel took a step back and brought her hands up in defense. She had never felt so vulnerable in her life, not before the events of the previous night.

Garfield realized he had scared her and put his own hands in the air. "I'm not going to hurt you…I promise" He neared her slowly, just to make sure that she got it clear that he was harmless. Her hands dropped a little as she noticed his eyes were sincere. Taking a closer look on him she noticed she actually knew him very well. "Logan?" Hearing her own voice for the first time in a while almost made her sound foreign.

The Goth nodded with a smile upon his lips. "I remember you too, Rachel Roth" He proceeded to near her but stopped with still enough distance for her to feel comfortable. "We met at that library and then at the bar, remember?" She nodded slowly and the atmosphere began to lighten up. "I found you walking down the street, you where hurt; I was not sure of what exactly was wrong with you but you where badly beaten". He blushed.

The boy placed a hand behind his neck. "I really hope that you don't mind that I …well…cleaned your wounds up and changed you" She then blushed at the realization that he had seen her undressed. "I…don't…thank you for taking care of me…" She muttered, gaining a small smile from Gar.

Weather she trusted that he really had only taken care of her and not abused her was far from her own reach, but in circumstances such as these, she didn't care. She felt safe and comfortable right about now.

A loud vibrating noise was heard and Slipknot was heard to follow it. Rachel recognized the song and immediately gave the guy kudos for having such great taste in music. Garfield seemed to snap out of a trance -as if he was remembering something? - And ran towards his desk to his phone.

"What's up?" He said it a bit too hasty. "Garfield we need to talk…" It was Tara. Garfield glanced back at Rachel, an apologetic look in his eyes. She slightly smiled and nodded in understandment, making her way back to sit on the bed. Her body begged her to lie back down but her own manners scolded her for taking more advantage of the help and care her new friend had loaned to her.

Was she able to call Garfield a friend now? Of course they had only really seen each other twice before this current event but the first time they met, they didn't even talk. The second time, they both had really gotten to know each other very well but to be completely honest, she didn't even remember how the night had ended. Her eyes began to feel heavy and her body throbbed in pain. Before she knew it, her body had taken over her and she was now laying on her side facing the far window, her back to Garfield.

The light seeping from the window began to become shiny blurs. Her eyes began to close and the voice speaking into the phone turned to mumbles. Taking in a deep breath, she let the sleep take over her again and her exhausted body was at ease once more

Jade met with Hazel. He took her hand into his own as they sat on a picnic table in the center of Jump City's park. He loved the girl and would not deny that her accusations angered him but he just couldn't be mad at her.

"Garfield…I wanted to tell you before, but I didn't know how." He sighed in frustration. "Tara, I'm not going to be a dad…You know we've never done anything." He shook his head and tears began to form on the corners of her eyes. "Garfield…how can you not remember the conceiving of our child?!" She was sobbing hard now. The people that roamed the park began to give the couple a look. Feeling guilty, Garfield stood and walked to the other side. Sitting down, he gave the blond girl a gentle hug.

"Ok Tara, explain to me how it happened." She looked at him in disbelief, did he really not remember? She began to tell him that on one of the many parties they had attended he had gotten really drunk. That one thing led to the other and that they ended up going to his house for some much needed time alone. They had done it, and now here they where, about to be parents.

Garfield could not believe his ears, but her eyes held so much truth in them and each dripping tear rang with honesty. He nodded and hugged the blond tighter. "Alright Tara..." She sobbed quietly now. He placed her head to rest between his neck as he looked up at the flowing clouds.

"Ill take care of you and...our child" He was not disappointed or unhappy of the current outcome. In fact he was happy and thrilled. The fact that he had not remembered intimacy with Tara held him by a string of guilt, but as he thought deeply into it, he was very so happy to become a daddy. He hugged the girl tighter and she seemed to calm down. A sly smile formed upon her lips.

"How far along are you?" He pulled away enough to look down at Tara's tummy. She was not fat, yet, so it should'nt be that far back. Besides, they had only been dating for two months.

"About a month..." She said quietly. He nodded.

She took the note in her hand, it read:

Roth,

I have to excuse myself for a couple of hours, Ill be back before Dinner.

Please make yourself comfortable with anything in my house. We

will talk more when I come back. Take care and don't feel bad.

Helping you is my pleasure. =]

- Garfield.

She placed it down back on the desk. Looking around, she took a deep breath and inhaled the scent of Garfield. The whole house seemed to scream his name and by the looks of it, he lived alone and was very well off. She smiled at the comfort that she felt to be in his house. She did not want to be some sort of weirdo and start looking around his house, so she decided to quickly and simply take one book from his bookshelf to read.

She was still dressed in what he had provided for her. The guy didn't really have a great taste for books, but one took her attention. She had decided she would wait for his return so they could talk. She read the tittle of the book and smiled, more so at the humor of it. It was a Science Fiction Novel, Space Monkeys: Unleashed.

She noticed it had begun to rain outside and the wall clock read 8:46pm. There was a sudden loud knock on the window that startled her. She immediately left the book behind and catiously looked at the window. She pulled the curtain aside and was startled to see those gorgeous emerald eyes starring back at hers. It was Garfield who was now drenched in cold rain.

Garfield read confusion in the young girls eyes and instantly mouthed that he had forgotten his keys. He pointed towards the front door and almost laughed at the look in her face as she realised what happened and scurried to get to the door and open it.

"Oh man! Thank you so much!" He walked in and instantly took off his shoes and jacket. "Its nasty out there, I hate this weather" He chuckled and looked at her. "I love this weather" She simply said, a small hint of a smile forming her lips. He chuckled a little more and said, "Well aren't you one of a kind". Making Rachel blush.

After a nice warm and quick shower, Garfield offered Rachel one herself. She gladly took it and as she walked out of the restroom, fully dressed and her hair slightly damp, she could smell something very delicious that only made her stomach grumble.

"Ha, I bet your starving." He placed a plate of steaming spaghetti noodles on the table and served both of them. "Thank You" She said, and they both began to eat.

"So...if you dont mind me asking...what really happened with you last night?" He placed down his fork and looked at the gril across from him. She began to poke her food, as if she lost her appetite.

"I...well..." She wanted to trust him, taking a huge sigh and even a bigger risk, she told him everything. She was officially unemployed, decision of her own of course. She had been brutally miss treated and would not tolerate it. She told him that she would be fine, in the back of her mind thinking of all her inherited money but not really telling him about it. Letting out her heart to this guy, she'd come to terms that he was now someone of trust.

He looked at her in disbelief and promised to never tell anyone, even if it depended on his life. He proceeded to tell her that he would be here for her and that if she ever needed anything, he would be within a phone call reach. She smiled at him and instantly they became great friends.

"Thank you for trusting me" He gave her a sincere smile, and she could see the truth that shone in his eyes. She nodded and resumed to eat. He did as well.

"You know..." He began, "I have my own share of problems..." She remained quiet but looked at him to reassure him that she was listening. "I mean, they are defiantly not as big and bad as yours, but they are a little deep..." He took a mouthful of spaghetti that almost made Rachel choke on her own of laughter. He had smeared sauce all around his face, giving him a funny goofy look. He continued to talk nonetheless.

"I have this girlfriend...and well she's pregnant."Rachel raised an eyebrow, more so as if to say: 'You think thats bad?'. Garfield looked down at his food and it was his turn to poke at it. "She claims it is mine...and I would believe her only if I honestly remembered that we had, you know, had sex" Rachel looked at him in disbelief now, he was not a bad guy, right?

"Please don't think of me as a bad person, its just that she says the concievement happened one day that I got really drunk and well to be honest I don't remember any of it. I always make sure I don't get over the top drunk either, so its a little hard to believe, but I'll take care of her." The girl seemed understanding now.

They ate in silence, enjoying the moment.

"Do you need a place to stay?" He was about to pick up both their empty dishes when she reached over and stopped him. It was the least she could do so she cleaned the table up. He understood.

"No, actually, I have someone waiting for me..." He smiled and nodded. "Ill give you a ride home then" she took upon the offer.

A couple of minutes later after gathering her stuff, they climbed into his green RX-7 and took off.

He stopped the engine in front of the apartment complex, turning to look at her. "You take care of yourself now ok?" She smiled. "If you need anything please do let me know..." It was his turn to smile, "We are friends after all, right?" At first it took her a second to process that, then she took on and nodded. "Friends" Was all she said.

She climmed out of the car into the cool air of the rainy night and took off to her apartment.

Alright! yet another chapter! ahhh!!! hehehe R&R! flames accepted! =]

~Sakurali13