I have no excuses, so I make none. Here is a chapter for you. For those of you who stick with me during my horrendously unacceptable absences, know that I am so very grateful to you. I hope this is all right.

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Wiccaphobia. Fear of witches and witchcraft.

The next four hours or so seemed like a blur of sound and movement for Raven. The nurses and doctors huddled around her, checking vitals, asking her questions, trying to go over what happened to her again and again. They unhooked some machines while adding others, they talked about giving her transfusions while taking some blood for testing, they kept explaining what happened to her without understanding it.

When the hospital staff was finally starting to leave, the Titans came in and all of the questions started over again, muddled in a cacophony of cries and explanations and hugging.

"I can't believe you're awake," Starfire cheered right upon entering the room. "We were so worried about you-"

"That was a huge risk you took, Raven," Robin's voice was serious but anyone could see that he was relived she was all right. "Don't ever do that again, or-"

Cyborg grabbed her hand, almost on the verge of tears, "I am so, so sorry, Rae. The bus driver had been blasted hardcore and he was cooking from the inside out. I had to get him to the hospital and there were all the people from Light's earlier explosion there and they wanted a statement-"

Starfire hugged her, "Beast Boy never even left the hospital and you had a visitor come by. The girl from the hotel, Martha. She wanted to wish you a speedy recovery and-"

"Phobia is already being transported to jail. Light has yet to wake up from whatever you did to him. Martian Manhunter and a few other members of the JLA are here to see him along, but I'm not sure-"

"- and then I had to wait for police backup, even though I didn't need the backup, but they were concerned about the ambulance staff and I won't ever forgive myself for being so late and letting them hurt you guys so badly. I'm so sorry, Rae. I-"

Her head was spinning from how much movement was going on. She couldn't seem to keep up. Using her soul-self like that was dangerous. It kept all of her emotions close to the surface and they all were pushing uncomfortably at her self-control. She felt like all of her insides had been scooped out, scraping against her until there was barely anything left, and then having everything shoved back inside without reason. She glanced over at the only constant thing so far, a calm green shape that didn't ask her things or talk at her or poke at her.

Beast Boy seemed to know exactly what she was thinking. He tugged Cyborg away from Raven's bed gently, "Dude, it's not an issue. You did the best you could and it all ended up okay."

He intercepted Star's next comment before she could make it, "Guys, she just woke up. Let's take everything a little calmer. Okay?" As soon as he finished talking, he returned to Raven's shoulder.

Raven noticed the way Robin eyed the changling. He suspected something was up. Well, she could just let them all know. Now, before things got awkward with secrets and hiding. She straightened up a little in her bed, glancing at Beast Boy. She had a second of doubt – what if he didn't want her to say anything?

She opened up her mouth to ask or mention it quietly or something, just so she would know. He smiled at her and she hoped she was right because she was going to say it anyway and –

"Excuse me," a deep voice cut her off before she could start. "I am so sorry to be intruding."

Robin and Beast Boy were both on their feet and between Raven and the door before she was able to turn fully to face the man. He was large, with skin darker than Cyborg's and eyes that seemed to look right through a person. Raven stared at him as he stared back and she could feel the gentle pressure of his telepathy. She blocked him out, her eyes narrowing.

"I'd appreciate it if you didn't do that again," she said quietly.

He inclined his head, ignoring the confused looks of her friends. "My apologies once again. After coming across your…work in the floor below, my curiosity of your abilities was almost too much to bear."

He looked at her friends and finally addressed them, "My name is J'onn, but you may know me better as-"

"Martian Manhunter," Robin said, drawing J'onn's attention.

"Batman's protégée. He'll be pleased to hear that you are still making use of your detective skills, Robin. But please, introduce me to the rest of your team," J'onn said.

Raven wasn't entirely convinced of this man's intentions. He was a telepath who she had blocked out completely, and he had done the exact same thing. He knew who they were. But she sat quietly as Robin went through their names.

"Starfire, princess of Tamaran."

"Cyborg, mechanics genius."

"Beast Boy, animal shape-shifter."

"And Raven, sorceress from Azarath and former pupil of Azar."

J'onn's eyes locked on Raven. "Sorceress, indeed."

She didn't like the way he said it. Nothing he said could possibly be construed as threatening and yet she felt incredibly uncomfortable under his gaze. "And you, Martian Manhunter. Telepath and the last surviving green Martian."

His head inclined again, "We both know what it is to be so very unique, do we not, daughter of Trigon?"

"Did you want something?" Beast Boy interrupted. "It's nice that the JLA is checking up on her after she took care of one of your messes, but she's only just woken up."

"One of our messes," J'onn turned over the words on his tongue. "Yes. That is why I wished to speak with you, Raven."

She hadn't even gotten out of bed yet and she's already discussing Light. "What about him?"

"What did you do to him?" J'onn asked.

From the looks on her friends' faces, they had been wondering the same thing. What should she say?

I entered his body?

I ripped out his soul?

I kept him in a coma that only I could remove when, or if, I woke up?

I shackled his soul so he couldn't move of his own free will, but was aware of everything?

I killed him?

And then brought him back?

"All I did was keep him contained," she said slowly. "He wouldn't be able to move, but he can breathe. And he can hear everything that was said around him. He's conscious."

J'onn stepped closer to her bed. "It was more than that. A simple containment I could have removed. But it proved impossible. What did you do?"

She met those probing eyes with her own calm gaze. "I contained him. That's all there is to it."

He stared at her and she stared right back. She felt him pushing at her mind again, seeking a way in. From what she had read, Martians used their telepathy as communication. She used hers as a weapon against her father. Not much could match Trigon's strength, not even a Martian.

Their silent battle of wills went on for only minutes, but it felt much longer for Raven. Despite her natural ability, the fight with Light had drained her and left her feeling weak and kitteny. She didn't know how much she could withstand of this holding pattern.

Fine, she thought. No more holding.

With a force of energy that was akin to a shove, Raven pushed J'onn's mind away from her. Having not expected an offensive move, J'onn was physically moved back a foot.

Silence reigned in the room as the Titans took in what happened. They may not know the details, but they knew someone had crossed a line.

"I'll wake Light up later today. And then you can escort him to prison,
Raven said firmly. She made sure J'onn was paying close attention as she emphasized, "Only escort him."

Even with J'onn's defenses, Raven felt his surprise. He didn't think she had known that the JLA had done to Light. Well. Now he did. She also knew that he hadn't been involved in the initial decision to mind-wipe Light. If he had been, would he have voted for or against it?

J'onn recovered instantly. "I am glad to hear that and I will be happy to oblige. Should you need my help in any way, please do not hesitate to call upon me."

"Thank you," Raven responded in a monotone voice. She could play this part just as easily as he could.

J'onn headed towards the door, nodding at the Titans as he left, "The pleasure of meeting you was all mine."

No one spoke for a full ten seconds after the door shut. Then they all turned to Raven.

"What was that?"

"Did he hurt you?"

"What did you do to him?"

"What did he mean?"

She held up a hand and closed her eyes against the headache that was starting. "I'm fine," she told them. "Just…give me a minute."

"You told him you knew about Light," Robin said once her hand fell.

She nodded.

"Might not have been the best move."

The response didn't come from Raven, but from Beast Boy, still standing at her side. "They have to know that others aware. That other people don't think it's right. Or maybe they'll start doing it to everyone who argues with them. They have to be held accountable."

Robin stared at him and then slowly nodded. "Yeah. I guess you're right. Still, I wish we could have held that bit of information for a more opportune time."

"Well," Cyborg shrugged, "it's out now."

"And if I am not mistaken," Starfire added, "Raven only admitted to her awareness of the Justice League's actions, not the rest of us."

Robin glanced at her and grudgingly acknowledged that, "I guess that's true."

She tried to smother it with her hand, but Raven's body betrayed her, making her yawn widely.

Beast Boy saw immediately, "All right, guys. Raven needs to go to sleep."

"But she just woke up!" Starfire looked scared.

Raven reassured her, "Don't worry, Star. I finished most of the healing, I just need to rest a little."

"Are you certain?"

"Yes, Star. I'm certain," Raven said with a smile. "I'm just a little…worn out."

Robin squeezed her arm, "Get some sleep. We'll be back later today or tomorrow. And it's good to have you back."

Cyborg hugged her as best as he could, "Don't ever scare us like that again, okay?"

Raven cursed how reactive her emotions were as tears pricked the back of her eyes, "Okay."

"Sleep well, Raven. But not for so long this time." Starfire smiled and waved goodbye.

Beast Boy trailed behind the others, "I'll catch up with you guys later."

"Sure, BB."

Cyborg shut the door behind him, leaving Raven and Beast Boy on their own.

"You sure you're okay?" he immediately asked. "I wouldn't have thought that you'd snap at a JLA guy. Especially not J'onn."

"He pushed me," she told him.

"You've been pushed further by others and haven't acted like that."

"No," she told him. "He tried to look into my head. He pushed me." She tapped her temple. "And after everything this past week…I'm kind of done being pushed by anyone. Especially by the JLA."

He looked angry, but it was quickly pushed aside. Even so, she felt the surge of hostility surge from him and winced.

"Rae? Is it hurting?" he asked, the anger disappearing immediately.

"No," she told him, rubbing her eyes. "I'm just…tired, I guess." Unable to keep her defenses up to block wayward emotions, was more like it.

"Okay, I'll let you get some sleep."

She hadn't forgotten Starfire's comment earlier, "Will you go and get some sleep?"

"I'll sleep, yeah."

Interesting phrasing. "…you aren't going to leave the hospital, are you?" she asked, without needing an answer.

"Not until you do." He smirked as he slid into a chair, but it didn't quite hide everything. Now that she had time to take a breath, Raven really looked at him – the shadows under his eyes, the way his clothes were hanging a little looser, his hair was disheveled, and even though it had almost disappeared now, the marks of intense worry were still apparent in the lines of his mouth.

He had been genuinely terrified that she wouldn't ever wake up.

She had apologized and deep down he understood and would have done the exact same thing in her place. But still. She had nearly left him forever. Unwillingly and under much duress, but it still might have happened. If it had been him that had fallen asleep…Raven's stomach clenched tightly. How in the world could she apologize for something like that?

Raven sat up a bit and moved over in the bed. Beast Boy was immediately on his feet and at her side, "What are you doing?"

"Making room," she told him.

He looked startled for a moment before smiling. "You don't need to do that."

"And you don't need to stay here."

"Yes, I do."

"Then I have to make room."

"You really don't."

"Just stop arguing and get in."

Mercifully, he did as he was told. It took a moment of awkward shuffling around, but eventually Beast Boy lay flat on his back and Raven curled into him. He held her a little tighter than necessary, but she wasn't complaining.

"You sure this is okay?" he asked.

They had done this several nights already, why wouldn't it be okay now? "Of course."

"And you're not in pain?"

"Beast Boy," she blew out her breath in exasperation, "I'm really all right. Just very tired."

"It's more than tired," he noted, but he wasn't being argumentative. Just worried.

She sighed, closing her eyes. "Yes. A lot more."

Beast Boy was silent, but she knew he wasn't sleeping. Finally she lifted her head up, staring him in the eye. "Just ask whatever you want to ask so we can get some sleep."

"What happened?"

She put her head back down. "You know what happened."

"Raven."

She took a moment to collect her thoughts. He did deserve to know. "After Light threw the bomb, I lost control over Phobia. She and Light were both up and it looked like you were unconscious. I couldn't move to you in time, so I used my soul-self."

"And you went after Light, even though Phobia was coming towards you," Beast Boy said, his voice making his chest rumble beneath her cheek.

"Light was the bigger threat and you know it," she told him.

She felt him sigh. "And then what?"

"I went into him. Into his soul. If I could subdue him from the inside, he wouldn't be able to move on the outside."

"It took a long time. Phobia had enough time to…and I was able to wake up and go after her before Light fell."

"His soul is strong. Just in all the bad ways. And my demon side wasn't exactly opposed to his way of thinking. I nearly lost myself." The admission was out before she could censor her words.

Beast Boy's fingers tightened on her hip. "What would have happened if you had?"

"Nothing good."

For a minute she thought he would ask her what that meant, but he surprised her and moved past it. "Go on."

"I couldn't overpower Light's soul within his body. But I could twist it, which is how I kept him from firing on you." The next part was the worst, but her mouth was on autopilot. "And then I just tore it out of him completely."

"What did that do to him?"

She took a breath. "I…I killed him. For an instant only, but I still did it."

For a minute Beast Boy didn't move and Raven's heart jumped into her throat. He would hate her now, he would judge her for doing that and she couldn't blame him. She was judging herself.

"You brought him back to life," Beast Boy said quietly.

That didn't sound like what she did. She had killed him and undone it. Bringing someone back to life sounded much more…benevolent.

"Because I took his life to begin with."

"Raven," her world turned as Beast Boy shifted suddenly, tilting her on her back and leaning over her, still holding her tightly. "Light wouldn't have hesitated to kill you or me. Or anyone else who got in his way. And he would only kill after he'd done even worse things." His eyes were bright as they stared down at her. "You stopped him the only way you could and then you undid it and kept him from escaping or hurting anyone else."

"But I took his li-"

"And gave it back to the undeserving bastard," he interrupted. "Rae, I'm not saying that this should be your way for every baddie we go up against, but in Light's case, it was the only thing that would have stopped him. And he had to be stopped."

She nodded slightly, not entirely convinced, but feeling more at ease. Beast Boy stared at her for another second before returning to their original position. Raven settled against him before finishing off the rest of the tale. "I encased his soul, so he's down there, able to hear everything that's going on. He just can't move of his own free will. As for everything else, well, you called the ambulance and that's all I remember."

Beast Boy was quiet and Raven's eyes slipped closed, thinking the conversation was pretty much over.

"You were going to say something," he said, startling her.

"No," she mumbled, closing her eyes again, "I'm half asleep."

He kept going, "No, I meant in the gym. Just as the ambulance was showing up."

Raven's eyes shot open, but she didn't turn to face him. In the moment, she knew that she would have admitted everything to him. But now? Neither one of them had said anything to their friends, except for Cyborg. What if whatever they had was only for the time being? Something they had built up around the fear and anger at Light? Of course, she knew on her part it wasn't, but how could she be sure of him? He cared about her, obviously. But anything more than that? What if it wasn't like she thought?

"Did I?" she finally asked, hating herself for not taking the plunge and just saying it.

He hummed in his chest, neither a yes nor a no. "We should get some sleep."

Thrown off by his change in topics, she didn't say anything until he added, "Sleep well, Rae."

"You too. And thank you. For staying here and watching over me."

"Always."

The tone behind the single word made her flush a little, but they both really needed some sleep at the very least. So putting aside any other questions that she wanted to ask, Raven closed her eyes and fell asleep.

She woke up some time later, not entirely sure what had woken her. She was alone and the room was dark, disconcerting her for a moment.

"Beast Boy?" she asked. Her voice sounded a little scratchy and nothing answered it.

With a tremendous effort, Raven sat up. It felt like she hadn't moved in days. Which is exactly what happened.

Slowly, knowing her own limits and pushing them anyway, she swung her legs over the side of the bed. The ground seemed a long way off and she stared at it in annoyance. Taking a breath, she dropped as slowly as she could, hesitating as her feet made contact. Her legs tingled, having slept for too long and unwilling to do any sort of work now. She ignored it and put her weight on her feet, making sure she had a strong hold on the bed.

It was an uncertain few moments, but eventually she raised her hand from the bed, standing on her own power. With that victory under her skin, she eyed the bathroom door. No way she would let five feet and a door stop her now.

In all, it took her around fifteen steps and a very lucky catch on the counter, but she didn't actually fall. So it was with a contented smile that she washed up. Now, if only she had something instead of this horrid hospital gown. Thank Azar it was one that pulled over her head rather than tied at her back.

She was just drying off her face when she heard the main door open. There was a sharp intake of breath and she heard a familiar worried voice, "Raven?"

Opening the door, Raven saw the changling visibly relax when he saw her. He took a step into the room, shutting the door behind him. He had a bag over his shoulder and he watched her carefully.

"Hi," she said.

He smirked, "Hi yourself. You know, the doctor said you wouldn't be up to walking for another day or so."

She shrugs, "No one told me." She walked forward slowly, not wanting to fall now that she had an audience. By some miracle, she made it back to her bed, though she made no move to sit.

"What time is it?" she asked, not seeing a clock anywhere in the room. Further inspection revealed she didn't see her communicator or trace of her clothes anywhere in the room either.

"About eleven."

"At night?" There weren't any windows in her room.

Beast Boy nodded and placed the bag on the bed. "I brought you some of your clothes, now that you're awake."

Had he read her mind? Some days she wasn't certain that he couldn't. "Thank you." She opened it and found jeans, a tank top, a sweatshirt. She even managed to look at the underwear without blushing she was so grateful.

"Can you manage changing on your own?" he asked.

Was that an offer? "I think so. I'm sure a tremendous crash would signal you that I might need a hand."

"I'll keep a sharp ear then."

Raven took the bag and made the dangerous trip back to the bathroom. Once there she closed the door and started the arduous effort of changing. It took far longer than she had ever taken before and though her physical wounds had all but healed, they still ached and pulled as she moved. She sat on the closed toilet seat, her breathing embarrassingly rough for just the simple act of changing clothes. Never again would she take dressing for granted.

Beast Boy had even thrown in a brush. She pulled it out and dragged it through her hair. Amazing how tangled it had gotten just from her sleeping. She was about halfway through where there was a knock on the door.

"You okay?" Beast Boy asked.

"I'm fine. You can open the door," she told him.

He did, stepping inside to lean on the counter and watch her. It was as if he was scared she would simply disappear if he wasn't there to keep an eye on her.

"I'm okay, Beast Boy," she said quietly.

He smiled, "I know."

Raven's resolution had only gotten stronger with being properly dressed. "So, are you ready?"

His eyes watched her in a combination of confusion, wariness and a little humor. "For what?"

"I believe I have an appointment with a coma patient," she said, standing up. "And I'd rather do it now than when this place is crawling with staff and the JLA."

"Are you up for it?" he asked her. The humor was completely gone now.

"It needs to be done. And I think sooner is better than later."

He sighed, rubbing his eyes, "I won't let you in there alone with him."

"I wasn't asking you to."

"Fine. Then…shall we?" He gestured to the door.

Raven walked out in front of him, but only made it to the main door before she had to grab onto the doorframe to catch herself. Beast Boy was immediately at her side, holding on her elbow and steadying her. "You aren't up for this."

"Walking? No, not so much. But I can fix Light now," she said.

"Not if you can't get there," he told her. He stepped back from her and crossed his arms.

Two could play this game. She moved past him, holding onto the walls as tightly as she could to keep herself upright.

"What are you doing?" he asked her.

"Getting to Light. Like I said I would." The words were spat out through gritted teeth.

He walked easily behind her. Show-off. "You might not be heading in the right direction."

"I was literally wrapped up in that man's soul," she said quietly. "Do you really think I couldn't find him again?"

"So what, you're going to crawl into his room?"

"Yes. And then I'll fix what I did and he'll be back to his regular, monstrous self."

Beast Boy's steps faltered, "And you'll be in there, unable to walk under your own power."

"You could always come with me, help me and get me out safely, rather than irritating me every step of the way," she snapped. She could see the stairwell up ahead and she was already dreading stairs.

Without warning, her feet left the ground. She gasped, instinctively grabbed onto whatever she could get a hold of, which happened to be Beast Boy's shirt. With one arm beneath her knees and the other behind her shoulders, he carried her easily down the empty hallway, through the stairwell doors.

"I meant something a little less dramatic," Raven murmured.

He didn't smile or laugh, "I don't like this." He had a faint limp in the leg that had been broken. She'd have to remember to fix the rest of it once she got some more sleep.

"It has to be done."

They didn't speak again until they had reached Light's floor and Beast Boy's steps started to slow. A few nurses had made moves to intercept them, but either Raven's face or Beast Boy's glare had stopped them. Raven straightened up in Beast Boy's arms.

"Can you put me down? I think I'd rather be standing under my own power when I face him."

Beast Boy put her down and she walked on her own to the door. She could just see Light's face past the machinery. Some people looked peaceful while they slept. Angelic, even. Maybe it's because she knew what was really happening to him that she could see how his body was tense. As if he was fighting an all out war in his sleep. Fighting against her power.

Well, tough luck on him. He wouldn't and couldn't break the lock she had on his soul.

"Are you sure about this, Rae?" Beast Boy asked again from behind her.

"Yes." She pushed open the door and walked in, the changling close on her heels.

She walked around to Light's bed slowly, eyeing the restraints that were already hooked up on his wrists, ankles and across his stomach. They looked secure enough. Besides, he'd be weak from his sleep and still injured from their battle. He didn't have super fast healing like Beast Boy or power like her. He'd still be recovering. And worst case, she could just lock him up again.

"Rae…"

She held up her hand to silence him. Light could hear them. She didn't want him for one moment to think she was weak.

Raven stepped to his side, looking down on the man she and Beast Boy had almost died fighting against. The man she had, momentarily, killed.

"Evening, Light," she said quietly. "How has your week been?"

She imagined the expletives she would be hearing if he could speak. That made her smirk a little bit.

"I hope you realize that your room is being monitored by doctors, the Titans, the Justice League, and the authorities. You should also know that no one, and I mean not a single person, other than me can remove the lock that I have on you. And I don't have to remove it. No one would complain if I didn't. I could just let you waste away in this bed until you just give up and die."

She waited, letting him rage silently for a moment. "But, I'd rather you suffer through court proceedings. No one in their right mind would allow you to walk and you're far too coordinated to plead insanity. And I will happily take the stand and testify as to how Beast Boy and I, two children, managed to take you down and bring you to justice. And when they cart you away to serve out your life sentence, I'll be there to wave goodbye."

Raven let her fingers hover just above Light's temples. She took a breath and silently unlocked Light from the insubstantial manacles she had placed on him. The response was immediate.

His eyes snapped wide open and immediately filled with undisguised and complete hatred. "You little bitch. Did you think I'll just silently accept whatever judgment the feeble courts will impose upon me? Do you think it will matter? I'll break out, I'll track you down and then I exact whatever vengeance I feel like upon you, the mutant, and whoever else I come across. And I will be thorough, I promise you. I will-"

"Be quiet," Raven said firmly.

His eyes narrowed as he stared at her. "You can't stop me, little demon-girl. I will always keep coming after you. No prison can hold me and you can't keep your mental chains on me without incurring the wrath of other authorities. You can't do anything but attempt to hold me and fail every time. You-"

"I could kill you again," Raven said quietly.

Light's eyes widened and he actually shrunk away from her. "I thought that I had just…"

"Imagined it all? No. I ripped out your soul and killed you. Your heart stopped, Light. And then I restarted it."

She leaned over him. "If you attempt to come near me again, if you try to come near anyone else in your entire pathetic existence, and I find out about it, I won't hesitate to kill you. I can do it from a distance, with only a thought. And next time, I will not bring you back. Do you understand?" she asked him, completely calm. Her voice might be a bit quieter than she would have liked, but it didn't waver.

Light stared at her, his face paler than when he had woken up. He was terrified of her. Good.

She turned and walked away from him, her steps slow but controlled. Beast Boy walked behind her, not touching her or speaking to her until they were out of sight of Light's room. Then he picked her up in a hug.

"I think," he said as he spun her around a bit, "that was the most amazingly bad-ass conversation I have ever heard."

She smiled as he set her down on her feet, still holding on to her arms.

"Thanks for coming with me."

"It's not like you needed me. Hell, I don't think Light's ever been spoken to like that!"

"I doubt I would have been able to say any of it if you weren't there to watch out for me." The admission struck him, his wide grin fading into a smile.

"I've told you, Rae," he said, his hands tightening on her arms, "I'm always gonna be here for you."

He glanced down at her mouth and she did the same to his. She was the one that moved this time, stepping forward and tilting her head up. Maybe taking on Light had left her with an adrenaline rush or maybe it was having the confidence that wearing one's own clothes provides. Either way, she was going to kiss him and there was nothing he was doing to stop-

"Excuse me, but what are you two doing out here?" A nurse approached them, looking very cross.

Raven stepped back and Beast Boy let his hands drop until he was only holding her hand. He spoke up – did he voice sound a little deeper? – "Raven is a patient here. We were just taking a walk."

"Well I suggest that you," she nodded at Raven, "get back to bed. And you," she turned her glare onto Beast Boy, "shouldn't be here at this hour anyway."

He glared right back and Raven had to tug him away. They walked back to her room, Raven feeling annoyed and far too wired to sleep at the moment. She noticed that Beast Boy hadn't let go of her hand.

Her room was in sight when Beast Boy spoke up, "So how much longer have you got in here?"

"I want to leave tomorrow, if they let me," she told him. "I don't like being in here."

"The feeling's mutual," he said, smiling down at her. "And then head home to the Tower?"

She nodded. "That sounds good. Home. My own bed. My own books. I haven't read in so long."

"What'll you read when you get there?"

She shrugged, "Whatever I get my hands on first."

"Think you'll still have nightmares?"

The change in topics left her winded for a minute, but she caught herself. "Maybe. I don't know. Just have to wait and see, I guess."

His hand tightened on hers for a second and they were outside her door. "Well, if you do still get them, I'm always willing to share my bed. Just as a backup."

Her heart was pounding too loud, the admission sending her reeling. "I…um."

His eyes locked down for a minute and she could feel him pulling away emotionally, if not physically. "I was joking." His smile was forced. He was just as unsure as her as to what was going to happen when they left the city and returned home.

She couldn't have him looking like this. Not when he had done nothing to actually upset her. "I was just going to say, I think my bed is bigger. Unless you'd rather I sleep on the bottom bunk while you sleep on the top?"

It was like looking into a tiny sun as his eyes lit up. "I think I've outgrown bunk beds."

"Oh?" She couldn't help but smile.

He grinned back slowly, "Raven, I think that you and I should-"

Raven gasped as something exploded against her sense. She lost her balance and slipped back a little. Beast Boy immediately caught her, "What's wrong?"

She couldn't explain it. There had been a flash of something. A death? But not quite. Something different and not. There was a void somewhere there hadn't been before. Something was wrong. She searched for a moment and it all clicked into place. "Light. We have to get to Light."