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London or Bust! Again…

Raven rubbed her head as she stared at the bunker wall and tried to figure out just what the hell was going on with her. She did not possess people. She didn't, she never had, she had a body, and a soul, she didn't need to possess someone and she never had. That was fact, it wasn't some prettied up statement she used to comfort herself about being a demon and Trigon's daughter.

No, Raven had once tried to possess someone to save them, it hadn't worked.

And as for summoning her, that took god level magic, she knew because she had blatantly rejected all summoning's she had ever heard or felt. Which had her concerned now, not just for the girl who seemed to have both summoned and made her possess someone, but for herself.

She rolled onto her back to stare at the ceiling as she thought about this precarious situation she now found herself in and she wondered what to do about it.

Raven knew she should leave this plane, get as far away as she could, and look at the problem logically, but she'd been roped into Jason's latest mission with Roy, an Amazon, and the clone. And yes, Raven was very aware of the deep sense of loyalty and adoration the clone had for Jason and Roy at the moment, he even liked her and Artemis. Which was beyond Raven at the moment, as she didn't trust the Amazon farther than she could throw the woman. Which given the fact the Amazon had like four feet of height on her, that wasn't all that far.

A sigh escaped her lips as she closed her eyes and started thinking about her problem logically.

She didn't have to worry about things other demons had to worry about, she had a soul and a body of her own, so that eliminated a lot of worries. What was worrying her was the idea of being summoned in the middle of a battle.

There was now someone powerful enough to do that, and Raven didn't like that knowledge.

From her time in Hell she had learned that those with greater power were a threat. And she didn't mean battle prowess or magic ability, she meant power. Raven had always had more power than the demons she would fight, she knew she was more powerful than her father, and her father's power had exceeded that of angels. She didn't know how her father would fair against Archangels, but she would bet that that fight would be a hell of a fight.

Getting up Raven rubbed her temples as she thought about what she could do, and the best she could think to do was make a blood seal on her and bind her soul to her body to prevent another summoning. She didn't like that idea though, not at all. Binding her soul felt like an unnatural idea because she had a body for it to return to. There should be no reason for her to bind herself to herself; it not only sounded ludicrous but infuriating.

No, she would have to about finding a different solution to her problem.

Perhaps she should just track down the girl, discover what this was about. It wasn't like she couldn't, and though it would not be easy, Raven was sure that it'd be safer than the girl summoning her again, or worse… summoning the wrong aspect of her and had her creating genocide unintentionally. After all it was a child from what she could tell, about Damian's age attempting to summon her and break into her mind.

Grumbling she rubbed her temples as she walked out of the bunker and noticed Roy looking over his equipment as Jason sat at the kitchen table rapidly typing something into the tablet in his hands. Raven touched Roy's shoulder as she passed him, the other nodded and Raven sat in the chair besides Jason.

"Are you going to say what the nothing was about two hours ago?" he asked her.

Raven's eyes flicked to the corner where Artemis was sharpening her axe then to the clone who was reading a picture book, before she looked at Jason.

"Just a little demon problem," she answered tightly.

"Rae…" Jason drawled in a warning tone.

"Jay…" she parroted and he glared at her.

"You had crocodile eyes, which you were bitching about, red skin, an ungodly shade of gray and then in the middle of a sentence you disappeared, and being around you so much, both Roy and I noticed when that happened. So what happened? Or I sic Ace on you."

"Ace loves me, and would never follow that order," Raven retorted automatically.

"Raven."

"I have been having problems these last few days. An external, unknown party keeps attempting to break into my mind or summon me. They succeeded in summoning me, though that felt… unintentional," Raven said swiftly.

Jason arched a brow as he leaned back, picking up the beer he had as he gave her his undivided attention then.

"It was after… after Zed," Raven said tightly and felt the stab of pain in Jason's emotions at the mention of Zed. But she also felt him stuff it all away somewhere in the depths of his psyche.

"What happened?" he asked calmly.

"I don't rightly know," Raven admitted. "I've never had someone attempt to break into my mind."

"The Nevermore…" he started.

"It's still on Azarath, and it's guarded by a dragon who is very attatched to his new found freedom outside of a book," she clarified. No doubt any fool who wet to Azarath would be greeted by a furious dragon, so she felt comfortable hiding the Nevermore there.

"Then what is going on?"

"As best as I can guess, this is a girl, I've gathered that she's about Damian's age, raw power, not a lot of control, and she's a telepath. She's been slipping through my defenses when I'm distracted, or focused on," her eyes flicked up to the prison on her brow.

"I thought he wasn't a problem after Christmas," Jason said.

"He's not, but it is my mind he now resides in and he does occasionally attempt to break free to take his power back. Though I don't know how it would work, but it's safe to assume if I can take his power then he can take it back. Anyways, she's been slipping in and around my defenses."

"Martian?"

"Neither M'gann nor J'onn could enter my head unless invited, and even then, they don't want to."

"Fair enough," Jason shrugged taking a sip of his beer.

"When I… I disappeared, she was in my mind," she murmured.

"What?"

"Yes, she had had come to ask for help, and I… I don't know, something broke her focus, and I reached out and the next thing I knew I was in her body, seeing through her eyes before I was exorcised from that body," Raven said uncertainly.

"I thought you couldn't be exorcised," he pointed out then.

"No, I can, but the amount of power required to do that… it's immense, and I don't know if it was because that was my first time possessing someone or what but she managed to push me out of the body before my soul slammed back into my body," Raven said.

"Huh…" Jason managed and he sipped his beer again then he looked at her. His eyes pulsed dangerously green and she just stared levelly back. "It's concerning Rae, but even you said you don't know what happened and you're back now. If the girl decides to appear in your head again, find out what she wants, then tell me or Roy and we'll go from there."

"So you still trust the demon," she mused humorlessly.

"Always little bird," he smiled then.

"This could prove to be problematic if she really can summon me then there will be problems, I don't know what they'll entail," she admitted.

"We cross that bridge when we get there, and we'll guard your body and track you down no matter what, kay sunshine?"

"Thanks Jason," she sighed in relief. "And I'm… I'm sorry for bringing up Zed," Raven said softly, and he said nothing as he stared at his beer for a moment.

"Shit happens, best to accept it and move on. Everyone dies at some point, and she was ready to go, can't fight that. And I never could win a fight against Zed, she saw everything. Every fucking path there was to take, she knew moves before we knew moves. Knew everything. It was infuriating, she was always right," Jason said with a small smile.

"You know, she loved you, right?"

"Rae…"

"No, it's important."

"Fine."

"And it's okay to grieve Jason," she whispered as she stood up to go home, pick up a few things and come back.

"I know, queen," he said humorlessly. Raven squeezed his shoulder before she walked through a portal to go get her things.

"Raven! Oh my god I saw the explosion on the news, I swear if it was Mista J had anything to do with it I'll kill him!" Harley growled as Raven found herself trapped against the blonde in a death grip hug.

"Harley, you're suffocating our meat sack," Ivy dryly pointed out.

"Are you okay, Rae!" Harley demanded and Raven took a deep breath as she let her new mom hold onto her arms.

"I'm fine," she promised.

"So what trouble did Jason get you into this time?" Ivy asked in amusement.

"We have been coerced into helping a homicidal maniac Amazon, who isn't a normal Amazon with the aid of Roy and a fractured clone of Superman's, who I'm pretty sure I just saved because I healed him, turned red and had crocodile eyes until I hit my head," Raven surmised. She'd leave the possession and mind breaking in for later when she understood what the fuck was happening there.

"So just the normal trouble for Jason and you," Ivy surmised with a smile.

"This isn't normal! A homicidal Amazon!" Harley started.

"How did this get to be the normal for me?" Raven asked absently and both her moms stared at her and then at each other.

"That is a good question," Harley decided releasing her.

"Anyways, I'm packing up a few things, I'll be back after this," she promised.

"You have class on Monday!" Ivy called the reminder after her.

"I know!"

"You better be back by then young lady or you'll be grounded!" Ivy shouted.

Raven waved it off as she used her powers to pull all the books into her bottomless bag, also pulling clothes from her dresser. She didn't pause to think about how this was her first real home outside the Tower completed with a room of her own and moms who cared about her school. Raven quickly texted Victor that she'd be out on a mission before there was a knock on her window which had her yelping as she found herself looking at not one Bat, but four.

"What the hell!?" she sputtered as she yanked open the window before they broke it.

Cass, Tim, Stephanie and Damian all came in through the window, dressed as civilians with domino masks on.

"I have to pack and go, so what's this about?" she asked hurriedly as she resumed her packing and looked at the Bats.

"Cass and I were just coming to tell you that you're joining our ballet classes," Stephanie smiled.

"Don't we hang out enough with study groups and school?" Raven asked dryly.

"No." Cass answered.

"Where are you and Jason going?" Damian cut off before Raven could point out she saw more of Cass and Stephanie than she did Jason or her own friends.

"Out, where's Dick, he usually joins you on these little gangups," Raven said as she finished her packing.

"He's proposing to Kori," Tim answered.

"That's wonderful," Raven smiled. "Tell me how that goes when I get back," she said as she walked out the portal and back to Jason's bunker.

Dick smiled as he and Kori were in the car, on the road that morning, and Kori was nervously toying with her image ring as she glanced behind them.

"Babe, don't worry, she's in the most secure house on the planet!" Dick reassured her. It was more secure than Buckingham Palace or the White House. Face it, no one was getting through the army of Batfamily members to the youngest members of the famly. If anything there'd be a lot of hell, pain, and possibly even deaths if there was ever a real threat on Terry, Helena, or Mar'i; hell, even Lian, because Lian was kind of an honorary Bat because of Jason.

"I just…" Kori started. He took her hand as he threaded his fingers with hers' and kept his eyes on the road.

"Relax, babe, Mar'i is perfectly safe with B, and B would never let anything happen to his granddaughter.

"You are certain of this Richard, he does not like aliens!?" she hissed.

"Positive," Dick assured her. And B's best friend was Clark since Dick had been adopted! Superman was an alien. B's only problem was having Dick and his siblings involved with aliens and that was more of a fear of him or one of his siblings being killed accidentally if the alien didn't realize their own strength against a human.

Though Dick supposed there was the alternative of B worrying about something like M'gann and Conner happening with them, but he doubted it. M'gann and Conner were a mess, and Clark and J'onn were both furious with the teens.

"I worry, Dick," Kori said softly.

"I know, and I love you babe, but that's kind of my dad, which makes him Mar'i's grandfather, and he'd never let anything happen to her," he promised.

"Very well," Kori sighed. He brought their linked hands to his lips as he kissed her in reassurance. He was so happy with her, so very happy, it was like flying. And the weight of his mother's ring in his pocket was anchoring him to reality at the moment.

"Where are we going?" she asked with a smile.

"Some place special, and in the country," he promised. He wanted this to be special, so he had gotten B's permission to go to Vermont to the ski cabin; since he knew he couldn't get Kori to leave the US without Mar'i he was pushing it to Vermont. And they'd have B's ski cabin all to themselves, which was going to be awesome. He'd already arranged the staff there to be prepared to cook, but other than that, it would just be him and Kori. No maids, no butlers, just the cooks there to cook things that could be reheated easily.

Dick Did Not Want This In The Tabloids. Yet.

For now, he just wanted it to be him and Kori and to make it special for her.

Karras looked over the dowry he had to offer Koriand'r and he wondered if it was not enough. The princess had run off before anything could really be known about her. But she was selfless, she had nearly married that blob to save their planet, though that threat had been from her own sister than anyone else.

He dismissed the servants who had carried the dowry to the ship and motioned for the crew that it was time to leave, it would take a bit of time to get to the planet called Earth. He would have time to learn about his future bride until then and know how to woo her. This would save Tamaran from the rule of that weakling Ryand'r.

It was time for his planet to be strong again, for his people to be strong, and if the Princess was anything like her reputation then she would be a good leader of their people. And with him at her side they could bring Tamaran to the greatness it truly deserved.

He placed his hand on a panel as he brushed his flames back and felt the ship hum to life soundlessly.

"Set a course for the planet known as Earth," he ordered the navigator as he took a seat and watched as they rose. He stared at the forestry of Tamaran and knew that this was for the good of his people. May X'hal bless him and his mission be successful.

Tamaran needed this to work.

Artemis stared as the girl walked into the shadows and vanished. She could prove to be the truly challenging opponent if she had to cut them down. And that was something she filed away for later thoughts as she looked up when the archer walked to stand before her.

She looked up from sharpening Mistress as she stared at the man, his red hair and green eyes were a sharp contrast to his pale complexion and freckles. Also, there were two hideous tats on his arms, both a terrible shade of green mimicking his eyes.

"I don't trust you," he stated.

She said nothing.

"So I'm going to say this once, you hurt my friends or my family, I don't care how, or even if I die doing it, I will take you out. Understood?" he asked.

"I do not trust you either," she replied icily.

"Good." The archer spat as he walked away and she looked at Mistress.

She remembered when it was like that for her, to have someone watching her back. But she couldn't dwell on such thoughts as she shoved them to the side and focused again on Mistress. She would stop the sorceress and save Akila. Failure wasn't an option. She would not allow these people to distract her from her mission, no, she wouldn't allow it. Which is why she was prepared to cut them down if they got in her way.

Being sentimental or getting attached to them would only be foolish.

Jason looked up from his flight planning when Roy walked over to occupy the seat that Raven had been sitting in and looking wistfully at the beer. Jason wisely picked it up before Roy could do something stupid.

He might not be an alcoholic, but Roy sure as fuck was. And while Jason didn't really drink all that much, he did like his beer when he had it, and Roy wasn't losing his sobriety because of Jason's rare drinking habit.

"You know she's going to betray us if we get in her way, right?" Roy asked, he dragged his hands through his hair and pulled it into a man bun then.

"Don't they all betray us?" Jason asked dryly.

"I don't know, I have terrible tastes in women," Roy dismissed.

Jason snorted, he had worse tastes. Just comparing Rose and Jade though could prove their points and they both weren't going there. No, Jason refused to go there. He and Rose were purely hormones and they both knew it, also the sex was pretty fucking good. Roy and Jade though, that had feeling tangled up in it, and yes, Jason had listened when Roy would reminiscing about things, though he was usually cringing and wondering if he could shove a sock down Roy's throat.

"Look, we help her, complete the mission, that's it, then we part ways. If she tries to stab us in the back then we take her out," Jason shrugged.

"That's rather cold."

"And you threatening her was for what? Kicks?" Jason asked dryly.

"You noticed that?"

"Yes, though it seemed stupid to me," he shrugged.

"Jay, you're like my best friend, and I say that sincerely, because Dick is a great friend, so is Wally, and Garth, but you are hands down the best friend I've ever had. Because they didn't trust me after the first time I went through the drugs and alcohol, and thy got me clean, they don't trust me now either."

"I don't trust you," Jason lied. He had kind of found in the months of living with Roy; who was like living with an over emotional chick at times, and a giant pain in the ass, that he did kind of trust Roy. Also, he fucking adored Lian.

Roy snorted. "You are my best friend," Roy repeated.

"Well great," Jason grumbled taking a sip of his beer then and wondered if there was a way that didn't come back to bite him in the ass.

"You know, no one has ever done what you've done for me," Roy said. "Not even Olli, and he's… he's family," Roy sighed.

"You know you can just call him your dad," Jason bitterly pointed out. B had been the only dad to him that had mattered, and Willis was shit before that. And after his death, despite everything he had done, could do, or would do, Jason still hated himself for thinking of B as his dad. It was rather frustrating. It also didn't help that B had repeatedly called him 'my son' and handed him the adoption papers from before he had died, it was rather difficult. He had a hard time wrapping his head around it, and he was trying to wrap his head around it.

"He's not, he's somewhere between my dad and big brother," Roy said bitterly.

"You fucked up, my advice, move on," Jason shrugged as he took another sip of his beer and started looking over the international flight plan he was making. He had a private jet; a real one, he'd bought it earlier this year as a gift to himself after Dick had blown his Arkansas safe house, and all the goodies that was tied to it. True he still had his plane in New Orleans, which he was going to have to move, but he had decided to indulge in buying a real jet, for his international business so he could stop flying commercially. The security was a bit of a bitch, and he was tired of it. Also, it wasn't like he didn't have ways around the weapons thing the TSA had in place.

Also, Jason liked flying, he liked piloting planes. It was something of a hobby, and a sense of peace for him. He was damn good at it too, been the top of his class in flight school that Talia had shoved him in.

"Well, if she betrays us I'm taking her out," Roy decided.

"Donna will not like that, and think of the program man, do you really want the added hassle of another relationship in your life?" Jason mocked.

"You're an asshole," Roy decided.

He snickered at that and continued his flight planning before he filed it.

"You know we could just ask Raven to teleport us to where we need to go," Roy said in a hushed tone.

"Not wise," he decided.

Jason liked Raven conscious, and breathing, and after the road trip he'd been forced to endure with the demon brat and her last year he wasn't chancing it. Besides a flight as long as one over the Atlantic would give him a better read on the Bana-Mighdall Amazon who was glaring at him from the corner where she sat sharpening her axe. Jason wanted a firm read on her, and a threat assessment on her to his team.

He was actually kind of fond of Roy and liked him breathing, also Raven was his best friend. Jason didn't even mind the clone, knowing he had a Kryptonite bullet on hand, just in case. But the Amazon was his problem and he wanted a proper reading on her. testing her patience in a flight was the perfect time to do that, and with Raven on the plane he didn't even have to worry about if the plane blew up or not.

Though he kind of hoped it wouldn't because he liked his plane. It was so gorgeous, and sleek, and all his, B's horde didn't know about it so it was all his. He was a greedy bastard where his things were concerned and unlike the Bats, he took care of his shit because it was his.

"Hey Queen," Roy greeted as Raven walked into the bunker again.

"Your family is impossible and why does Cass keep pushing me into hers' and Stephanie's dance classes?" Raven demanded as she flopped into a chair beside him.

"The demon spawn demanded I let him into this glorious little hide out," Roy pointed out to her. Jason just took a long sip of his beer and then closed his eyes as he prayed for patience not to do something disastrously stupid.

"Thirty minutes, load up, I'm getting our plane arranged," Jason said as he stood and left the group at the table.

Raven gave him a look and he shrugged as he walked to his small quarters and threw a few things in a bag. He made sure they had things for Bizarro; though he didn't know of a size that would fit the clone, so for now he hoped Bizarro liked his super suit for now.

Not that it mattered, no Jason had other worries on his mind right now; other worries than clothes.

He sat down on the cot, rubbed his hands over his face. Fuck him, fuck!

Jason trembled as he sat there, which had him wrapping his arms around himself as he bit his lip and squeezed his eyes shut. He fucking hurt, he felt like he was dying, dying. It just hurt so fucking bad, and now that he didn't have something to occupy his mind from the pain and loss of Zed he could feel it all crashing down into him then. the tremors intensified as he tried to breath, focusing on something in his control.

Breathing, breathing was in his control.

In, two, three four. Out, two, three, four, five, six. In… he mentally started and slowly the trembles started subsiding and he could breath again on his own without conscious thought as he focused.

There was a steady rhythm of his own heart and his blood was pumping on it's own. Jason focused on that, focused on that, ignoring the crashing pain of his emotions and psyche at the moment. He'd lived through this kind of pain before, he could survive it again. All he'd have to do was breath and move forward rather than letting it drown him.

But fuck did Zed's death ever hurt; it hurt far more than he'd been expecting it to.

Slowly he pulled himself to his feet, swaying a bit before he steadied himself and he picked up his bag. Pulling it over his shoulder he focused on breathing and moving. Raven's hand pressed on his chest and he found himself staring at her, she just cocked her head to the side and he shook his head and she nodded before she turned away from him and walked to Roy and the clone.

"Are we to leave now?" the Amazon asked icily as she pulled herself to her full height. She was taller than him, he noted finally, though just barely, and she was a warrior.

"Lemme be clear here Arty, you fuck us over and I will personally see to it that it is the last thing you ever do. Raven, Roy, or Bizarro gets hurt by you, and I will come for you. And there is no measure to how fast and hard I will come at you, and if you think you can escape me then know there is no where on the planet or multiverse you can hide I will not find you. Understood?" he demanded sharply.

"You think you can best me."

"Lady, I've torn empires down single handedly, brick, by brick. Body, by body. You really want to test me?" he challenged.

She didn't waver as she smirked condescendingly down at him, and he smiled icy cold back.

"We have an accord little one," she offered her hand out, and he took it. Her grip was strong, and firm and he knew he had her trust for the moment.

"Let's load up," he called out, and watched as Raven levitated the gear into the trailer he had. Bizarro ambled up to it, as did Artemis and Raven shut the door before she walked around to the passenger's side. Jason slid in the driver's side, and Roy slid in beside Raven. He started the heavy engine, hearing it rumble to live before he shifted it into gear and they rolled out onto the Gotham streets and he started for Gotham International, Red Bird Avionics hanger. One of his more legal businesses.

"So, London or Bust!" Roy declared.

Jason and Raven groaned.

"What!?"

"Let's not blow up St. Paul's this time," Jason decided grimly.

"You blew up St. Paul's without me!?" Roy gasped in mock horror.

"I'd rather not have His wrath come crashing down on me, please, as the only demon present I ask we not incur the wrath of Him or hunters, or worse, exorcist."

"We know an exorcist." Jason thought of Constantine then and looked over at Raven who was glaring dangerously at him.

"He doesn't count, and is a bastard," she grumbled.

"Just pointing out he's an exorcist," Jason said.

"I should smite you."

"But you won't," he smiled at her and she glared, Roy sniggered in his corner and she sighed as they merged onto the interstate.

"This is going to be fun!" Roy decided. "And good for us."

"Roy?"

"Hm?"

"Why are you wearing your bun in a purple scrunchy?" Raven asked.

"You see nothing!" Roy declared.

"It really brings out your eyes man," Jason commented.

"Really!?"

"Makes you look like a ballerina," Jason decided.

"Now you're just being a dick," Roy pulled a face and Raven chuckled as she sat there.

"He's not as much of a dick as Dick."

"This is true, queen," Roy chuckled.

"Why are you stealing my nicknames for the queen?" Jason asked.

"Because I've accepted the job of chief minion, call me Kevin!" Roy declared. Now they were all laughing.

Finally! I had time to write this and not get sidetracked! Points for me!

None of you understand how much I love writing Hopes for a Bastard so I'm really fucking happy about getting a minute to write it.

That's all for now folks!

I hope you enjoy I've Got the Umbrella! =)