Robin stared down at the vast ocean. Two years had passed, and he was still waiting. Still waiting for Raven to return. That day she gave him a promise, and he wanted to ensure she made good her word.

"Robin." called a deep yet kindly voice. It was Cyborg, doubtlessly here to give another of his lectures. "She isn't returning and we all know it. It's time to move on."

Robin sat there mutely. After awhile, he realised that the best way to end this long talks was to keep quiet. But Cyborg wasn't done yet.

"How long more, Robin? You never let anyone go into her room. You never let the new members know anything about her."

"Raven likes things private. Anyway it's none of their business, none of yours. Raven said she'll be back, so she will, and you better believe it."

Cyborg threw his hands up in defeat. "Have it your way, but you'll realize soon. She's gone. She lied because she wanted you to have some hope, not become an obstinate ass."

"Speak for yourself, tin butt."

Cyborg sighed. Hell with that guy. A shrink would go crazy talking to him.

Robin sighed. Hate to say, but each day only made him lose more of what little hope he held onto. To put it more accurately, Robin was beginning to see things Cyborg's way. Time to move on.

Robin walked into the living room, eyes shining with a new resolve. "People." He said, in a sharp, strong voice, "I have an announcement to make."

Everyone turned to him. Robin smiled and said, 'You were all right. It is time to move on."

The other titans cheered. Robin continued, "I have decided to leave the Teen Titans and pursue my dream to travel across the globe."

The others stared at him, wide eyed with shock. Cyborg's mouth fell open. "But…"

"You were right, Cyborg, you always were. Raven is gone, and all she gave me was false hope. You said it yourself; it's time to move on. I intend to leave as soon as possible." With that, he left the others to fully digest his message.

Robin stared at the mess of suitcases that littered his room. It was miserable, wishing for something you can never get. The only girl he ever wanted just had to be the only one he could not have. Some people just get so lucky.

All of a sudden, he felt an emptiness welling up in his stomach. What if Raven came back while he was halfway across the globe? But two years, two years passed and no Raven. What was the possibility of her returning all of a sudden?

Robin shut his eyes. "Raven, if you are coming back, please come tonight. Or we'll never see each other again." With that, he slammed his last suitcase shut. This was the final chance for Raven, and for himself.

Robin avoided the others as much as possible for the rest of the day. And for those who tried to talk him out of his decision, he brushed them off. Maybe Cyborg was right- he was an obstinate ass. Or a very determined one.

The following morning came all too soon. All night Robin had waited, and all night he had been alone. No Raven, as it had always been for two years, and always will be.

The others sent him off at the airport. Starfire's eyes were red and puffy, and Beast Boy remained unnaturally silent. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Cyborg asked for the millionth time.

"Yes Cyborg." Sighed Robin," Hand me my suitcase."

Cyborg reluctantly did so. "Hey, dude." Beast Boy muttered. "Visit often. Really often."

Robin nodded. "Anytime pal." He paused. "Bye Star. All the best."

"Robin…"

Robin turned. 'I better go catch my flight now. Bye Cyborg. Bye Beast Boy. Bye Starfire."

Robin walked towards the departure station. "Bye Raven." He whispered.

Five months later-

Robin sat comfortably in his business class seat. In five months he'd been to Asia, Europe, Africa and even Antarctica. Seen the best and worst of life. Been there, done that. Now, it was time to return back to keep tabs on his old team. If things worked out he might even consider staying.

"Champagne, sir?" asked a pretty air stewardess.

"Thanks."

Robin leaned back on his seat and smiled. The best thing of all- he was him again.

Raven walked into the plane. Yes, she had gone for a while longer than expected. More accurately, much longer than she had planned on. But now she was back. Not that she thought Bird Boy would be waiting for her. Heck, she hadn't quite thought much of him, with so much to do on Azarath. Not as if she could send a post card, anyway.

So the priests returned her to Earth. Well done them. Raven asked them to return her to Jump City. And so they did… thousands of miles off the target. She could have done much better herself. Maybe. At least they had the decency to leave her with some spare cash. Alright, fifty thousand pounds more like. Well, she did deserve a paycheck, for all the effort she had put in.

Raven sat down next to a well-dressed young man with coal black hair. "Seat taken?"

The man didn't turn. "It is now."

Raven smirked. She leaned back on the chair. At any rate this was a much more luxurious way of traveling. Then she thought of what she should say upon her return. Say 'Hi guys I'm back?', or 'Heya, you guys missed me?' Maybe not. She had no idea if they wanted to see her at all. After all, she was the one who ditched them.

A surge of sadness filled her. The one she had let down most was Robin. Did he hate her? Well, he had a good reason to.

"Please strap on your seatbelts." The loudspeaker boomed. "The plane is about to take off."

Raven reached for hers. First flights always made her jumpy. Then she noticed the person next to her hadn't budged.

"Aren't you going to strap in?"

The man chuckled. "Superman doesn't need seatbelts." He replied, still staring outside the window, champagne untouched.

Raven sighed. No doubt a seasoned traveler. And a witty one. But Raven always has the last word. 'Well, Superman doesn't need a plane either."

"I don't want to blow my identity." He replied gamely.

"Identity? You hide behind a pair of glasses. Wow, no one will ever find you."

"I don't want to wear red underwear outside."

Raven laughed. 'You win. Neither do I. But don't say I didn't warn you when you become the plane's first casualty. Or perhaps, fatality."

The man reached over for his seatbelt. "Fine, 'Mom'. Don't want you to…"

Raven turned around when he paused. Their eyes connected. It was fatal. Her throat went dry, and the other man's mouth widened slowly. She choked, lips forming the word "Robin…"

Robin stared at her. Could it really be? After all these years, she would return at the most unexpected time and place. He reached out to touch her, his hand trembling. "Rae…Raven…"

"Robin, oh my god. It's really you."

"Raven…"

Robin didn't know what to say. He wanted to hug and kiss her, yet yell at her for leaving him and making him miserable. His emotions were a mix of happiness yet disbelief.

"No." he said, shaking his head. "This is just a dream. I… I must wake up."

"Unless the priests sent me to another dimension, this is very real. Robin, I am sitting here talking to you." And with that she leaned forward, planting a kiss on his forehead.

"It's a dream. But I don't want to wake up." He reached out for her hand. 'You have no idea how I felt without you."

Raven blushed. "Sorry."

"Heck. You're back now. I settle the scores with you later, in private." He winked mischievously.

"In your room?"

"Maybe. Perhaps a hotel room." He chuckled.

"Alright. I'll be waiting."

"You don't have to for long. Once this plane lands…"

"The plane is about to take off." Boomed the loudspeaker.

Robin passed Raven a champagne. "Here's to us."

Raven smiled. "To us now, and forever more."

(End)