I'm alive! This chapter is dedicated to my Gran, who died on the weekend. May she rest in peace. I will not be writing a birth scene as I am still waiting on my own child...

This is a stand alone piece set after warmth.

_Raven lay alone in bed. She was getting used to dating Garfield, or as she called him Gar (because he hated it like she hated Rae ie; not at all...). She was remembering the discussion about music they had, and his odd preference for the golden oldies.

Then she heard it. A deep, calm humming, a brass instrument being expertly played.

Raven stood and slid on her boots, she walked slowly to the door, which opened silently at her touch. Taking time to triangulate the position of the music she turned left. No one lived in this end and it was hardly ever used. The unknown musician was trying to keep this talent a secret.

Getting closer she recognized the sounds as a sweet, slow version of 'Because Your Mine' by Nat King Cole (yes it was slow, but I wanted it to be romantic). The song seemed to echo all around her.

Raven turned left, stopping outside an emergency supply cupboard. This was where the sound was coming from. Standing outside she listened for a few seconds before steeling her resolve and openning the door.

Inside she saw a most odd sight.

She saw a silvered French Horn and a round stool for the musician, and the single most unexpected music practitioner in the tower. Inside stood Beast Boy, her Garfield, holding the instrument delicately, eyes closed and immersed in his craft. Until he opened his eyes...

He tapered off, suddenly shy, and looked down at his shoes. He had seen Raven when he looked at the door. He opened his mouth, but no words could get past the lump in his throat.

Raven spoke instead, her voice a mere whisper "That was lovely, Gar."

The changeling, unused to having an audience, was at a loss for words.

"Could you play some more? Please?" Raven asked again. She had to admit, she was as smitten with his music as she was with the shape shifter himself.

Gar spoke now, though still unsure of himself and blushing heavily.

"Sure, but I only 'Because Your Mine'." He said lamely, grinning with a grin so cheesy, wotsits were envious.

"Cute, Gar." Raven smiled at his antics, eager for him to begin.

_Oh dear lord. The fluff burns!

Enjoy...