A/N: Sorry the last chapter was a little short. Here's another chapter to make it up to you! Enjoy!

The Titans sat down eagerly to breakfast. It didn't take much to encourage the teenagers to eat, so an early morning training session provided enough of an excuse to merit a large meal. Beast Boy and Cyborg were absorbed in preparing enough pancakes to feed a small army. Starfire sipped the maple syrup delicately and remarked on its sweetness. In short, it was peaceful.

Robin sat down at the table with a sigh, resting his head on his hands. Raven looked on at the situation, the serenity of the whole thing, made her uncomfortable. Her head started reeling, she felt flustered as a flush started creeping up her cheeks. Power surged out of her hands toward Robin, dragging her to him. She tried to fight her power's new found will and failed, crashing into an unsuspecting Robin. She had tumbled into his lap and over the other edge of the chair. He stared at her in confusion, his brain trying but ultimately failing to process what just occurred. The crash did not go unnoticed by the others.

"Raven, what the hell happened?" inquired Cyborg, looking on in confusion at his normally graceful teammate.

"Nothing, I just tripped. I'm tired, that's all," Raven spit out excuses in fast succession. She straightened up as though she had been shocked by a tazer and brushed off her leotard, attempting to look dignified. "I just need to meditate." She teleported to her room to try to sort out what had just happened. She calmed herself and reached into her mind. 'What was that all about?' Raven asked the most prevalent emotion, Love. 'Why would you do that to me?'

Love responded with a touch of glee in her voice, 'I must admit that I was impressed by that little scene in the stairwell. Talking mind to mind? How very touching.' Raven continued to fume in silence.

'You still didn't answer my question.'

'I just wanted to show you what I'm capable of. That was just a taste of what you'll get if you don't start showing Robin how you feel.'

'Why me?' Raven deadpanned to her counterpart. She broke the trance and went back into the main room to join the others for breakfast.

"Are you okay?" asked Robin, looking at her with a combination of concern and exhaustion.

"Yes, I am fine. My defenses were just weak from the events of this morning." She took a seat at the table with the team. Cyborg had consented to allow Beast Boy to have his own tofu pancakes.

"Hey BB, it's your turn for dishes," Cy motioned toward the plate still on the table. "I'll be right back. Rae, could you come with me for a sec?" His eye glinted with mischief.

"Look, Cy, if this is about earlier, my powers are fine now. I've got it under control," she said, feeling slightly insulted. Cyborg just answered with one eyebrow raised and a slightly threatening look. "Fine," she consented.

Raven looked back at Robin who was back to resting on the table. Star was helping Beast Boy with the dishes. Raven followed Cyborg into the corridor leading to the rooms of the Titans.

"What are we doing?" Raven asked, still unsure of the motives Cyborg had.

"I think Robin needs to get out of here for a while. He needs help." Cyborg dropped the conversation there as they reached his door. Once inside, Cyborg went to the computer in the corner. "And there's only one person I can think of who could help us."

Raven was curious. "Who were you planning to contact?"

"Batman."

"Batman?!" Raven exclaimed. Calling the Dark Knight wasn't something to do on a whim. The little goth girl harbored a great amount of respect for the vigilante and was definitely nervous about the consequences of calling him. It wasn't like calling your mom to drop off your gym suit at school. This was THE Batman.

Cyborg hushed her. "Shhh!" He furtively checked the door to make sure that no one heard. "Look, I've been thinking about calling him for awhile now. What Robin told us today just kind of sealed the deal."

"I am in no way, shape, or form responsible for what happens if Batman gets irritated." She waved her hands conclusively. "But I agree. That boy needs a vacation."

Cyborg added. "I think we could ALL use a vacation. That's why I already talked to Speedy over at Titans East. If everything goes according to my plan, they'll be taking over our duties at Jump City for a week."

She rolled her eyes. "Since when do you create plans?"

"Shut your mouth, girl." He chuckled. "Now be quiet, I'm going to call him on the video screen."

"Won't that show up in the living room?"

"Not unless I tell it to." Cyborg replied smugly.

Raven sighed. "Alright. Have at it. I'm going to wash the dishes."

"BB was taking care of those." He frowned.

"I don't trust him with dishes. He probably just licked them clean."

Cyborg shuddered. "Nasty. Yeah, why don't you do that?"

She grinned and teleported back into the kitchen. Robin was currently dozing on the couch, Beast Boy in cat form sleeping on the back. Raven smiled at the home-y appearance of the scene in front of her. Starfire must have gone back to her room, and closing her eyes, Raven sensed that she was correct. The alien was feeding Silky some concoction that the grey girl had no desire to learn the origins of.

She found one of her favorite books of poetry on the coffee table and slid to the end of the couch to read as to not disturb the two nappers.

Unfortunately, the peace didn't last for long.

"ROBIN." Batman's voice boomed throughout the living room as he appaeared on their video screen.

Raven said wryly, "He's sleeping. Not dead. Or deaf." Then she colored, realizing just what she had said and to whom she had said it.

The Boy Wonder shot up and immediately got to his feet. "Sir!" He barked as he jumped to attention.

Batman's cowled face made an expression that in a less serious individual could have been construed as a smile. "At ease, kiddo. I've got something to talk to you about."

"What is it?" Robin asked.

"It's been too long since I've seen you. And since when have any of you hoodlums have had anything like parental supervision?"

"It's been awhile, sir." Raven piped up before quickly apologizing. "Sorry."

"You must be Raven. That sarcasm gives it away." Batman observed.

Raven suddenly found the floor fascinating. "It's nice to meet you, sir." She mumbled.

Robin added, "Excuse her. We've had kind of a crazy morning."

"So I've heard."

"From who?"

At that, Cyborg came into the living room with a guilty laugh. "Me."

"What?" He exclaimed. "Why did you call Batman?"

Batman said, "He was worried about you, Dick. And after what he told me, I'm worried too." His voice took on a tone of parental reproach, "I can't believe you didn't come to me."

"I didn't want to bother you." Robin had never seemed so young, as childlike as he did in that moment.

"In any case," the older superhero continued, "I've decided that you're going to spend some time away to just relax."

"But what about-"

"Your team is coming with you."

"Then who-"

"Titans East can look after Jump City for a week."

"But-"

"Robin, do you really think I'd leave any loose ends?"

"Not really, but sir-"

"Good. It's settled. Alfred will have your rooms ready tomorrow." And with that, the Dark Knight disappeared.

A few seconds of stunned silence followed. Then,

"Dick?" Beast Boy giggled with fiendish delight.