A/N: (ITIP has just read the third review she has ever gotten in her life. Prepare for a very happy A/N)
... :) ... :') ... :'D I got two beautiful reviews, two chapters in a row. And they called chapter 7 fantastic. I have discovered the true meaning of happiness, and must find and/or make up more happy emoticons to visually express this intense happiness I'm feeling, because words are not enough. But, as I have minor ADD, doing so now may lead to me somehow ending up reading about weasels, so I'll just write another chapter instead. Now, I shall prove my ADD. I just realized that the song "What Makes You Beautiful" by One Direction could have been co-written by AL and dedicated to Terra. I would also like to say to Ju5t An0th3r H3d63h06, The Cretin, and everyone else who kept reading my story long enough to get to the good part: Thumbs up. b (-_-) d
I am officially more random than my twin sister.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans, but I can proudly say I own the plot.
Terra was in a state of shock. Not only had she just discovered that the man who had given her a home for the past few weeks was the man she never wanted to see again as long as she lived, her best human friend wasn't human after all, and both had known who she was the entire time, but she also found out something almost even more mind-blowing.
Remember that building they were in when we last saw them? That's where the Titans East hid their "elevator to the front door".
Which was where Aqualad was standing at that moment, holding Terra bridal-style (she had briefly passed out a few moments prior, and was no longer allowed to stand by herself) and waiting impatiently for the elevator to get to the front door level.
"Terra." He spoke softly, not wanting to startle her. "When we get to the bottom, there's going to be a fairly long hallway going through the cliff to the bottom of the tower, and then there's an open-air walkway going around the tower to the door. If I go to fast, or if I hurt you by moving too much, please tell me."
Terra nodded and mumbled something he couldn't hear, but sounded like a question.
"What?"
"How did you find me so fast?" She repeated in little more than a whisper.
"Remember the phone-number I gave you?"
She nodded again.
"That was the number for my communicator. And you already know that they can trace anything that calls them."
"The communicators are phones now, too?"
"Yep." He said as the elevator stopped.
"I'm going to start moving now. Okay?"
"Okay." She murmured.
He slowly started walking as the elevator doors opened.
*linebreak*
"And you didn't tell us about this before because?"
Aqualad shrugged, his attention solely on the blond girl lying in one of the hospital beds in the sick bay.
"She didn't want anyone else to know."
Bumblebee blinked.
"Then why do you know?"
He shrugged again.
"Lucky guess." He replied, turning to her. "So, do you think you can you do it?"
Bumblebee pursed her lips thoughtfully.
"It'll be a bit hard since it's connected to her nerves system, but three years in stone have eroded the circuits enough for me to be able to remove the stuff without hurting her. Her skin will probably be more sensitive to pain for a while, though, and if I do it before the painkillers have taken effect, then it's gonna hurt like hell." She said, checking the clock. "Alright, ready."
*linebreak*
The next morning, Terra woke to the smell of her lifelong friend.
"I smell cinnamon."
Sitting up slowly, Terra studied her surroundings. She seemed to be in a hospital room, judging from the clean white walls, clean, white tiled floor, and the neat white beds. Then, her attention was captured by the source of the heavenly smell that woke her.
Cinnamon rolls.
Now, there is something you should know about Terra. She loves cinnamon. It is her favorite smell, flavor, spice, etc. If there was a religion that worshiped cinnamon, she would join it without hesitation. Keeping that in mind, I should not have to tell you that the moment she saw those cinnamon rolls, she had no doubt that she had arrived at heaven on earth.
She picked up the small red note card set neatly next to the plate.
We heard you liked cinnamon.
Hope you enjoy.
~The Team~
After the first bite, Terra decided that the entire team were gods.
"Good cinnamon rolls, aren't they? 'Specially considering the guy who made 'em didn't even know what baking was 'til he was eleven." Terra looked up in surprise at the insect themed girl who had suddenly appeared in the doorway.
She stepped inside, holding out her hand.
"I'm Bumblebee. Nice to meet'cha."
"Hi." Terra said, shyly shaking her hand.
"So, AL's a good baker, isn't he?"
Terra looked down at the plate.
"Aqualad made these?"
"Yeah. Didn't he say so on the card?" Terra wordlessly handed Bumblebee the red slip of paper.
"Yep," She chuckled. "That's him."
"How can you tell?"
"First of all, it's just like him to do something and not care whether or not he gets the credit. Second of all, the twins would've just put a smiley face on the card, and Speedy would've not made them in the first place and said he did. Third of all, if it was anyone on this team except him, they would've been God-awful."
Chuckling, Terra asked: "So, I take it that he's the cook around here?"
"Eh, fifty-fifty. Speedy's a good cook, he just burns up the stove when he tries to bake." They shared a laugh at this.
"Besides, Garth's been doting on you ever since you got here."
"Really?"
"Yeah. He's the one who asked me to get your armor off."
Terra looked down, stared at her arms and hands for a full thirty seconds, then looked back up at Bee.
"...You got it off."
"Yep."
It is rare for Terra to give a person a tackle-hug, and even rarer for a situation to call for one so much that she would later readily admit to having given one to that person. This was one of those rare times.
"THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!"
A/N: And here we see Aqualad being the gentlman he is. :)
...Yeah, this chapter is short. But the weekend's over, and I'm not sure if I'll be updating during the week. And I'm certainly not going to leave you for a week with a cliff-hanger. Screw building suspense, I'm not that evil. Also, double update today. 'Cause that's how awesome I am.
