"We expect her to make a full recovery," the doctor said. He reviewed Starfire's paperwork, skimming through it. "The operation went difficultly since she has organs we have never even heard of, but she seems back to her old self already. We are bringing in a specialist just to be sure though."

"Thank you," Robin replied. "Can I see her?"

The doctor nodded. "Whenever you're ready, she is just in the room next door."

Robin nodded as the doctor left the room. The Chief of Police straightened up from where he was sitting in the corner of the room.

"I know," Robin said immediately. "This was unacceptable."

"Someone already leaked to the press. They are going to want a formal statement." The police chief crossed the room and glanced out the door to make sure they were alone.

"Don't cause a panic until we have Slade in custody. It was a simple robbery gone wrong, let them know we are all fine and will be out in a few hours. Actually, I should make the announcement myself. I don't want the crime rate to go up because criminals think we are in the hospital." Robin ran his fingers through his hair.

"The doctor said you should rest for a few days."

Robin simply nodded. "I will, in the Tower. Being in here will only cause more trouble for you." Robin waved a goodbye to the police chief as he slipped into Starfire's room, talking to her while he put his uniform back on and got ready to leave.

Slade watched the news carefully. He was positive Robin would be making some type of announcement soon.

"She won't eat or drink anything I leave in her room," Wintergreen announced as he threw away a perfectly good, untouched meal.

"She probably thinks it drugged. Let her starve," Slade replied.

"I was thinking about moving her into one of the spare bedrooms. It has a lock on it and you already said her powers wouldn't return for a while. I don't see the harm in letting her be more comfortable," Wintergreen said.

Slade shook his head. "I have to break her down if I am going to get anything from her."

"When Robin stayed with us, you even gave him a room. Robin fought more than that, and he is older than her," Wintergreen replied.

"He was younger when we took him," Slade answered. "Her age does not matter. She is more dangerous."

"You get more bees with honey," Wintergreen replied.

Slade turned his gaze away from the television to glare at Wintergreen. "She stays in the basement."

"Then she will be dead soon. A child cannot handle this much at once. I will clean out the guest room so it will be ready for you when you come to your senses." Wintergreen left the room, leaving Slade sitting alone. He turned back to the television, watching the mayor talk about the new opening of a bank.

Slade pressed the button on the side of the screen and the television's color faded to black. He stood up, letting himself out of the room as he headed downstairs. He checked the window first to see where Raven was. It took him a minute to find her: she wrapped herself around her own cloak for warmth, laying fast asleep in the corner.

Anger flowed quickly through Slade's veins. Wintergreen makes her sound so broken but she's comfortable enough to sleep knowing I could be anywhere? If she has the ability to sleep, then she's not terrified enough. Not yet.

Slade kicked open the door and Raven sat up. Slade grabbed her by the forearm, pulling her from the ground and throwing her towards the door. She grabbed the doorframe for support, turning around to face him. Slade's hand found her neck before she could move, and he forced her out of the room. He pushed her thin figure up the stairs until the chill from the basement faded to the warm lavender scented hallway.

"Where are we?" Raven asked as her boots touched a polished wooden floor. The paneled walls created a wide windowless hallway. They came to an archway that connected the hallway to an extravagantly furnished living room. The fireplace was on, creating a warm, homey glow. In the center of the room, a bear skin was used as a carpet, head and all. A white couch and two arm chairs were placed around it, facing the fire. A desk was next to them, also facing the fire place. Raven tried to glimpse the monitor but Slade pushed her forward.

Slade opened the door on the other side of the room and pushed Raven through. "Where are you taking me?" Raven asked. He grabbed her forearm, practically carrying her up the narrow staircase.

Wintergreen already was holding the door open. He smiled as Slade let Raven into the room. It was a small room, just two small chairs and a little round table. There was a door behind it, which Wintergreen pushed open. It was a very large bedroom with a desk, dresser, bed, and bookshelf.

"The bathroom is right through their if you need it. I placed a cup in their for water – I am sure you trust the tap water," Wintergreen said. Raven turned around to ask Slade why he brought her up here, but Slade was already gone from the room.

"I am afraid he will still be locking you in, but you will be much more comfortable in here than down there. Help yourself to the bookshelf. I was told you like to read. I'll bring up some dinner later. You do have to eat eventually," Wintergreen reminded her. "I am Wintergreen, by the way," he said as he left the room. She heard the lock click behind the door, leaving her standing in the center of the large room.

Powers or not, meditation could help, Raven thought to herself, taking a seat on the bed. Raven had trouble focusing, but she didn't move until she heard the lock click in the door. Sliding off the bed, Raven peeked into the small room that lead to the room she was in. Wintergreen had a tray of food he was placing on the table.

He was gone before Raven said a word.

And she was alone again.

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