Hi, everyone! I'm back! Alright, this chapter takes a completely new twist. I have a reason for my madness, and every question that is going to go through your head is already answered in mine. I hope you like this chapter, because I think that it's worth the wait. R&R.

Disclaimer: YES! ...Wait...No...Still don't own them...damn...

Raven Roth sighed as she walked back into her small apartment. She hung her keys on the hook, and flipped on the lights. As they flickered on, Raven made her way to the kitchen. She put a pot of hot water on the stove, letting it heat. Whenever Raven was depressed or confused, she always consumed a cup of herbal tea. She hadn't drunk it much since they split up. Raven ran a hand through her long purple hair, and walked slowly back to her closet. Pulling the door open, she sorted through police reports, newspaper clippings, and her police academy diploma. Finally reaching the box she was looking for, Raven rummaged around, and pulled out a big, leather-bound book. Wincing because of the sharp pain in her shoulder, she walked back into her kitchen with the book in her hands. As she reached the cupboard, the pot began to whistle. Raven opened a tea box, and got out a packet. Taking the teapot, she released the steam, and poured out the water into her mug. She placed the tea packet into the warm liquid, and watched as brown flowed through the water. Raven picked up the mug, and walked over to the table, letting the tea mull over in the water. She sat, and pulled the book over to her. Raven blew the top gently, watching as a puff of dust danced in the air. Smoothing over the silver words with her thumb, she read them.

Photo Album: Raven Roth

Raven lifted up the cover, and took a sip of tea. There they were. The very first picture in there. Raven's eyes glowed, as they traveled the faces of her lost friends. Her eyes reached a man, about twenty, with brown skin…well, his human half had brown skin, and intense blue pieces of machinery. Cyborg was laughing, and elbowing another friend in the ribs.

He was a bit different. With green skin and a dazzling personality, he always knew how to perk up the team. The changeling donned a purple and black jumpsuit, and silver gloves. Beastboy was making a silly face into the camera, making others laugh.

Then there was the alien-like her. Her long, flowing red hair waved behind her, and her sparkling green eyes danced with laughter. She was Starfire, of course, one of the only people she ever saw from her past team. Her arms were around Beastboy's neck, and by the looks of it, actually trying to contain him.

Raven's eyes went on to another girl with long blond hair. She wore a black shirt, tan shorts, and goggles sat on her head. She was smiling goofily at something that Cyborg had said, and was slapping him on the back. Raven smiled at the face of Terra, another past team member, and one of her best friends. Tears of sadness welled in her eyes as she remembered Terra's hands, and horrible burns that marked them.

Wiping the tears from her eyes, Raven moved to the last two people in the picture. As she gazed at her younger self, she was filled with happiness-envy, even-for who she once was. The past Raven Roth was standing towards the right, blue cape and black leotard on as usual. She was happily smiling-a rarity for back then, and was leaning towards the person she had yet to look at.

He was incredibly handsome with his jet-black hair and masked eyes. He wore a black jumpsuit with a blue embroidered bird on the chest. He was smiling intently, with his arm around Raven, and his black-gloved hand pulling her into him. Raven gazed longingly at his face, remembering the love the two used to share. They had been, what were called "childhood sweethearts", for several years before. She never even knew his name, and yet the love she had for him still existed to that day. Raven let out a building sigh at the face of Nightwing. He was about nineteen in the picture, and Raven thought back to the Titans' earlier years. The years when he called himself Robin…

"Wait…" Raven said aloud. Robin…ROBIN! "No!" she cried. "It…it can't be!" Her hands slipped from her tea mug, and it fell to the floor, shattering into a million pieces, just like her heart.

The drive to the ocean almost killed her. Suspense built up in Raven as she speeded down the streets of Jump City. It was just past midnight, but there were still a few cars in the road. She had to swerve to avoid them, but Raven's eyes kept the course.

Don't let it be true…She mentally pleaded. Please…let it be a coincidence…Robin can't be…him… And although Raven wished that, she knew in her heart, body, and mind that they were one in the same. Raven didn't know why she was doing this. She didn't know why she got into her car at midnight. She didn't know why she was driving down the streets towards her old home. She just did.

Upon reaching the shore, she stopped her car's engine, and got out. There it was. It was an old T-shaped building, by the name of Titan's Tower. It sat on its own little island a little bit off shore. Raven looked around for a method of transportation, and found a motorboat, docked next to shore. She hopped in, mentally apologizing to the owner. Raven started the engine, and began her journey. It was a journey into her past; into her memories-good and bad. The five-minute boat ride was like a trip back in time. Raven felt the years melt away as she stepped onto the soil of her old home. She walked up to the giant doors, and entered the security code. They slid open slowly, a squeaking sound issuing from the frames. As Raven stepped inside, she coughed, seeing all of the dust floating around in the air. Moonlight flooded the main room, and as Raven closed the large metal doors behind her, she flipped on the lights. It took them a minute to flicker to life, seeing as they hadn't been used in nearly ten years now. Raven marveled at how much the room looked…well…the same. Except for the fresh coating of dust on everything, it was all the same as it had been.

But Raven wasn't there to reminisce. She was looking for something. The doors in the back opened with a hiss when she pushed the button. She slowly walked down the hallway towards her old room. Opening her doors, Raven's eyes traveled it. Her old bed, her bookshelves (now devoid of books), her dresser. After looking around, she walked out, ready to find what she was looking for. Raven journeyed down the hallway farther, and stopped in front of a door labeled "Nightwing". She took a deep breath, before opening his doors. Raven stepped in, and made her way to his old bed. Getting down on her hands and knees, she poked her head under it, and pulled out a small brown box. It was labeled "In case of Emergency". Pulling open the top, Raven smiled widely. Blowing off the thick layer of dust, she picked up the small device. The control communicator. Opening it, Raven closed her eyes, wondering if it was the right thing to do. She smiled, assuring herself that it had to be done. Opening her eyes again, Raven held her breath, and with great mental effort, pushed the big red button.

In opposite ends of the country, six Titan communicators lit up, and six different hands, picked them up with wonder.

Ooh...cliffie...Well, this should stir up all kinds of questions, and exitement in you guys! I love you all! -Switchfoot13