Hopefully this draws feelings of angst. ^.o

"Rae, my chest hurts."

"Because there's a bullet through it."

"….Right." Beast Boy's upper body heaved, and Raven pressed her right hand over his heart. She'd superficially healed the wound, but couldn't remove the bullet without risking major blood loss. He'd already lost enough, his leafy green skin had paled. The lead of the bullet was poisoning his blood, and although he was durable, he wasn't immortal. All they could do now, was wait.

And Raven hated waiting.

"Try to stay awake," Raven caressed his cheek lightly, hoping the slight tickle would keep his senses alert. He'd laid his head in her lap, facing her belly, one hand cradling his own head and his right hand clinging to her left. His mind was slowly reverting to a plaintive one. Honest, childlike words, slowly breaking her heart.

"But… but Raven," he signature whine now sounded more encouraging than annoying. Emerald eyes shut peacefully. "I'm tired." Tears flooded her eyes and she traced the tips of his pointed ears.

"I know, Gar. But you have to stay awake…" She trailed off, starving the cracks in her voice. "Can you do that for me?" She clutched his hand like life support, feeling his thumb for the slowing pulse.

He mumbled, clearly fading fast. "I'm watching a movie, Rae." His incessant nonsense perked her interest. "A life movie. You should…. in my mind, you can watch it there." Even at his weakest, Beast Boy had his clever moments. He knew that if his powerful empathic girlfriend would only enter his mind, she'd understand Usually, Raven refrained from empathetic abilities on her teammates, she didn't want to invade their most personal space. He sensed her hesitation. "Please, Rae."

Resting a hand on his temple, she closed her eyes and reluctantly entered his mind.

I'm here, Garfield.

He was right about the life movie. His memory proved to be quite sharp, as she saw the vivid memories paint the screen of his mind. Through Beast Boy's eyes, she watched his world fly by.

An elephant ride in the vast plains of Africa… A mother's sweet kiss on his forhead…. His father injecting him with the serum, his battle wit Sakutia, turning green… His struggle with self identity… Doom Patrol, Mento calling him "son," for the first time… The Titans, a crush on the purple haired girl, his first date with Terra, heartbreak, betrayal… Falling in love with Raven, his boundless feeling of joy with her, their first kiss, every kiss since… the bullet flying towards him… laying in Raven's lap, thinking about death… present…..

She knew what "movie" this was. This was the "life-flashes-before-your-eyes-right-before-you–die-film." And it had to stop.

"Garfield, stop… Stop thinking. Hit pause, now." Her voice choked out, strained and angry. She squeezed his hand harder, bringing it to her face in desperation. His kind, strong palms now felt chilling against her cheek, catching her tears. Mental acknowledgement was the last step before death, and he wouldn't, he couldn't die on her. Not here. Not now.

"But Rae…" He breathed a final breath. "The movie….You…" Every word was a bigger struggle than the last, his thoughts a confused jumble. "…. Love you, R-Ra.—-"

"…."

"No!" Her scream pierced the air, power radiating from her core, freezing time. Rapidly, she entered his mind once more.

But there was nothing to see.

*note: I hope it's obvious enough that he dies right in the middle of saying "Rae." He get's the first "R," sound out, but that's all.

xoxo!