I'm back! Thanks to all those who reviewed my story, you know who you are. In regards to The Cretin's question, the last time I checked I was a dudette.

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"Okay, let's go. We'll go through that window over there."

The two Titans stealthily crept through the window while trying to be as quiet as possible. The surrounding area was relatively silent; there was not a soul in sight. It made Starfire uneasy and she couldn't help but look over her shoulder every now and then.

Robin dropped deftly to the platform below and signaled the Tamaranian princess to follow him. The duo hid behind a stack of crates. Robin looked over the railing of the platform and saw nothing but the bare warehouse floor.

"Robin, what do you see?" Whispered Starfire as she cautiously hovered over to the masked Titan.

"It's strange. There's nothing, no guards and no sign of Raven or Beast Boy. Their communicator signal came from these exact coordinates."

"Perhaps our friends are in another part of the building?" A hopeful Starfire suggested, anxious to find the whereabouts and condition of her friends.

"Maybe you're right Star, you always are." The two of them shared a small hopeful but love-filled smile. "We still have to be on the lookout, there could be traps or guards anywhere."

They moved behind piles of empty crates and boxes, trying their best to stick to the shadows. Robin decided it was time to search the ground floor of the warehouse. He signaled Starfire to follow him as he swiftly and silently leapt to the floor. The alien princess landed gently next to him.

Just like Robin had said before, the warehouse was sparse. Starfire let her eyes wonder around the utilitarian space, trying to discover any evidence that her friends had been there. She noticed a small table in the back of the large room. Two small objects lay on the table, but from her viewpoint she couldn't tell what they were.

"Robin, look over there." She motioned him to look at the spot she was pointing to. His masked eyes followed her outstretched arm until they finally landed on the diminutive table. He cautiously walked towards it, with Starfire almost mimicking his steps. As the pair neared the object, their eyes could discern the two small objects which lay on the table. Robin heard Starfire's small gasp that managed to escape her lips.

Two yellow Titan communicators lay on the table. Robin reached out his hand and picked up one of the devices. The worry that he felt for his friends increased ten-fold. Who knew where they were? Who took them?

He took the other yellow device and clipped both of them to his utility belt and turned to look at Starfire, who had tears beginning to well in her eyes. He wrapped his strong arms around her, pulling her to him. She leaned her head on his shoulder. His gloved hand gently stroked her hair, trying to comfort her.

"Don't worry, we'll find them. There are still so many places to search. They have to be somewhere. They're strong, I bet they're fine."

"But Robin, what if our friends are not alright? What if they terrible danger? What if…"

"What if they are fine?" Robin interjected. "We should head back to the tower. Cyborg might have some news and it's getting late, we have to start bright and early if we're going to begin combing the entire city tomorrow."

"You are right Robin. We cannot begin to search for our friends if we are too exhausted to do so." A small sad smile graced her lips. He took her hand and she lifted them off the ground and back out the window and back towards the bay and their home.

"No Rae, God please no." Beast Boy sobbed as he rushed towards the fallen young woman. He rolled her over and he gasped quietly when he saw her face. He was slightly relieved to find that it wasn't Raven but still angry that someone else had been captured and injured.

The woman was beautiful; her dark hair framed her pale face perfectly. The pallor of her skin made the cuts and bruises that adorned her face stand out even more. She looked a little younger than Raven and himself, possibly sixteen or seventeen. He was relieved when he heard her breathing. She was wearing Raven's dress; maybe she knew something about Raven.

He quickly examined her for any injuries and upon finding nothing serious except for more minor cuts and bruises, he proceeded to try and wake her. He shook her shoulders gently.

"Hey, can you hear me? Please wake up." He pleaded, trying desperately not to shout too loudly. She stirred slightly and groaned. Her eyes opened groggily but quickly opened fully when she didn't recognize the face in front of her. She shoved him away and tried to crawl as far away from the strange green man as she could.

"Hey now, I won't hurt you." He tried to reassure her, but he could see it did little to ease her nerves. "Are you alright? What's your name?"

She seemed hesitant to answer him; the fear in her eyes was evidence enough. "Who are you? Why are you here?" She asked weakly, her voice was hoarse. Her eyes darted from the green man to the exit periodically.

"I'm a Titan, I'm Beast Boy. I'm here to look for my fiancée, she's another Titan. What's your name?" He asked again. He crouched down in front of her, trying not to frighten the poor girl any further.

"My name is Emily, Emily Young."

"Nice to meet you Emily." For a second a ghost of a smile graced Beast Boy's somber features. "Do you know who gave you that dress? I really need your help." He gestured to the tattered blood stained garment.

"I think her name was Raven, she was really nice."

"Yeah, she's my fiancée; do you know where she is? You have to tell me." He pleaded.

"She got thrown in here with me. She was hurt pretty bad. She wasn't here for very long, maybe a few hours and then they took her."

"Who's they? Was she alright?" Beast Boy was nearly on the verge hysteria.

"Two men with guns took her. I tried to stop them but I couldn't. I'm so sorry Beast Boy." The girl, Emily, began to weep quiet weak sobs.

"Don't worry. Come on, let's try and get and get out of here. I'm useless to Raven if I'm stuck in here." He smiled at her and she smiled back. He helped her to her feet and slung her arm over his shoulder as they made their way to the exit. They chose to go down the left corridor.

"So, if this is the guy that Robin briefed us about, he's only taking people with powers, what are yours?" Beast Boy inquired, not liking the heavy silence that hung about them.

"I can force people to do things by touching them."

"Huh, sounds cool. I bet you can pull off a lot of pranks with that kind of ability." Beast Boy said, sounding impressed.

"Well, my parents don't like me using it. Let's just say they're not very encouraging."

Sensing that it was a touchy subject, Beast Boy dropped it and changed the topic. "Where do you live?"

"I come from a little town a couple hours outside of Jump City, it's called Hazelton. Do you know where we are?"

"Nope, not a clue." He paused slightly to catch his breath. He was beginning to feel weak and tired again; his adrenaline rush seemed to have worn off. Emily noticed this and tried to walk on her own. "Don't, I'm alright. Tell me what Hazelton is like."

"Well, it's a farming town, so a lot of animals. It's almost in the middle of nowhere. We're mostly surrounded by forest."

"Sounds nice, me and Rae should visit sometime. Listen Emily; if I don't make it out, I want you to go to the nearest police station you see. You tell them that you want to speak to the Titans."

"Don't talk like that. We'll both make it out of here."

Seemingly ignoring her comment, Beast Boy began sniffing the air. "Can you smell that? Fresh air!"

Up ahead a steel door loomed into view. It was only a few meters away now. The quickly ran to the door and tried to open it.

"It's locked! What are we going to do?" A panicked and terrified Emily yelled.

"Shhhh, keep it down. We'll find another way."

Footsteps were heard down the hallway, coming towards them. This time though, it sounded like more than two guards, it sounded like there was at least ten.

"There they are! Get them!" A voice cried out from the stampede of armed guards now barreling towards the two captives.

They began to take aim. Beast Boy had a bad feeling that at least one of those bullets would reach its mark. He began to look around the corridor, every couple of meters there would be a small alcove. Thinking fast, he pushed Emily into the nearest niche on the right as he dove for the one on the left just as bullets began propelling towards where they had once stood.

Unknowingly to the guards, their bullets had broken the lock on the door, allowing it to swing open. Realizing their mistake, the guards began advancing on the two captives once more.

"Hold your fire!" Ordered the same deep voice as before, who Beast Boy now guessed was the leader.

Beast Boy realized that this was their chance. He signaled Emily to run for the exit but she refused vehemently. Not waiting a second longer, Beast Boy jumped up and dashed towards her, grabbed Emily by her forearms and with his last reserve of strength, threw her out of the door and closed it shut behind her.

He turned back around and faced the guards who readied their weapons. Suddenly, they began parting like the Red Sea. Applause was heard from behind the small army of guards.

"Well done Garfield, well done. I must say, clearly my employer and I underestimated you."

"That tends to happens a lot." Beast Boy breathed as he became weak in the knees and found that his vision began to blur.

The man chuckled as if he just remembered a private joke that only he knew or understood. "You make me laugh Garfield. But really now, what a display, I'm glad my employer chose to include in his little plan. Well, actually it's a fairly large plan; I think it's going global. Oh, and thank you for disposing of the girl, she was no longer needed, you saved me a pretty expensive bullet. Besides, I don't think anyone will believe her." Another guard came towards the man, carrying a steel briefcase. The crazed man opened it and pulled a tranquilizer gun. "Now, this won't hurt a bit." The dart propelled from the gun and shot Beast Boy in the shoulder. Beast Boy toppled to the ground and his vision began to fade.

Emily had no idea where she was. After she was thrown out of the door by Beast Boy, she found herself in a cave. Luckily, the cave wasn't very big so she found her way out easily enough. Once she emerged from the cave, she began to observe her surroundings. Besides the mouth of the cave, there were just trees everywhere; there were no people, no buildings of any kind. It appeared that she was in a forest.

Emily knew she wouldn't have a chance in Hell if she went back to help Beast Boy. So she followed her instincts and began making her way to her left. It felt like she had been walking for hours but the fact that she hadn't had anything to eat or drink for days may have altered her perception of time. She stopped every now and them to catch her breath and make sure no one was following her.

After hours of walking and looking over her shoulder, she came to a road but unfortunately there were no cars. Emily continued to follow the road because it would eventually lead to civilization, right?

Emily guessed that she had walked at least 15 miles. A low rumbling was heard behind her followed by a spluttering. She knew that sound, it was a car! She turned her head slightly and looked at the oncoming vehicle. It was a ranger's jeep which she concluded from the obvious markings and the uniformed man sitting in the front driver's seat.

She began flailing her arms as she tried to catch his attention. The ranger pulled over on the side of the road, a couple of meters in front of her. Emily ran towards the parked vehicle.

"Are you alright Miss?" He asked is a heavy southern accent which was strange in the west coast.

"Please you have to help me!"

"What do you need? Are you lost?" He looked at her from head to toe. He didn't think that a pretty girl wearing an expensive black dress with scratches, blood and dirt all over her face would be lost. He jumped out of the car and helped her to the front passenger seat. "I'm gonna take you to the hospital! Are you hurt?" He only started this job a few weeks ago and he wasn't trained in this sort of situation.

"No, I'm alright. I just need to speak to the Titans." Her head lolled back as she relaxed into the comfort of the seat.

It was a long ride back to the information center so he might as well get to know the girl. "I'm Andrew Doswell. But you can just call me Andy. What's your name?"

"I'm Emily Young." That was the last thing she said before she passed out from exhaustion.

How was that? Please read and review! I know I promised that this chapter wouldn't take this long but stuff came up. Sorry!

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