This one's reeeally short but I still like it. ;)

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Resurface

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Beast Boy almost jumped out of his skin when Raven touched his shoulder. He turned away from the railing like he'd just seen a ghost on the surface of the waves. "What?"

"Robin called. They apprehended the suspect already; he was on the other ferry the whole time. Let's go meet up with them at the docks." She took in his pale expression, his tight grip on the railing, even though the sea was smooth as glass and the tilt of the boat was hardly enough to roll a marble. She probed at his aura and was taken aback by the absolute tumult of negative emotions she found. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," he said, a little too quickly, and then quailed under her unwavering gaze. "It's just, you know." He scratched his neck, watching a seagull that came and went from the deck before throwing his hands back on the rail like it was on the seat of a rollercoaster instead of the edge of a ferry. "I really hate boats, Rae."

Her eyebrows shot up and she could have hit herself. "Oh." Of course that was it.

"It's okay," he said quickly, "I mean, I'm okay. I'm not gonna like, freak out or anything." He sounded like he was convincing himself more than her, but she nodded. "It's psychological, I think. Just being here gets my heart pounding and I feel like I'm gonna fail to save them all over again. I know," he added when it became obvious she was about to contest that. They'd been over this a thousand times, ever since he confided to her what had happened that day and how he was still messed up over it. Over what could have been. "You don't have to say anything. I know. There was nothing I could've done. I was too young, too inexperienced, and it wasn't my fault they died. Come on," he sighed, "let's blow this joint."

But Raven didn't open a portal just yet. She slid in next to him at the rail, leaning back on both elbows and looking up into his eyes. "For what it's worth," she said slowly, "I think your parents would be proud of you. You've come a long way since you were that little boy on the river."

"I guess I have." He relaxed his grip on the rail somewhat, and a goofy sort of confidence straightened his shoulders. "At least I'd know what to do if the same thing were to happen again today."

Raven couldn't help but smile. This may possibly be the healthiest conversation they'd ever had on the death of his parents. "And what would that be?"

Beast Boy grinned down at her, outshining her little smile by a million watts. "Save the ones I love, of course."