'We could do nothing against it Beastboy.' sobbed Starfire who rushed forwards and threw her arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug, but he pushed her away.

'Her life was more important than mine!' he shouted furiously, trying to stand again. But he crumbled to his knees again, his face in his hands and his shoulders heaving as he wept bitterly. 'My life is nothing without her…' he murmured, his voice muffled by his hands.

'But she's still with you, Beastboy.' pointed out Robin soothingly. 'She's in you.'

'But I want her here!' cried the changeling scowling angrily at the boy wonder, quiet agony pulsating through every fibre of his small body. 'I want to be able to touch her, kiss her… I wanna be able to love her!!!' he finished quietly. 'I love her…'

'She loves you too, BB.' said Witch quietly, brushing away a tear. 'That's why she did that… she gave herself up for you. And she's still inside you-'

'That's IT!' exclaimed Raven jumping up suddenly. 'She's still in you!!!' she continued, pointing at Beastboy who continued to glare despairingly.

'Very clever, Raven.' said Beastboy sarcastically. 'You guessed where Deamon is.'

'I'll forgive you that tone, understanding what you're going through.' continued Raven recovering her moody self. 'As I was saying… If she's only just inside, I can get her out!' Beastboy jumped up and fell over again, but looked up at the Goth-like girl hope making his green cheeks flush.

'Really?' he asked optimistically, beaming up at her. 'You'd do that?' he added, a little surprised.

'I can always try.' she replied shrugging and smiling down at the changeling. 'But I'll need Witch's help.' she added, looking over at the dark haired girl, asking if she'd do it.

Beastboy turned to look at Witch, hope and expectation oozing out of his green eyes. He knew she didn't like Deamon, she knew he knew. Witch wondered whether he remembered what she had said to him just before he had died.

'Witch?' he asked softly, still gazing at her hopefully. 'Will you do it? Please?' he continued, almost so quiet she was surprised she could hear him, but for some reason the next two words he uttered rang home painfully easily: 'For me.'

Witch nodded, with a nervous expression on her pretty face, apprehensive of what she was going to have to do and yet excited at the thought of redeeming herself.

'Close your eyes Beastboy.' said Raven, pushing him gently over into a lying position on the cold ground. 'I'm sending you to sleep.' she added as she saw his nervously unwavering face. Beastboy looked up at the two girls as they gazed down at him, apprehensive of what might happen to him, but he would give up anything for Deamon, so he closed his eyes as he felt Raven's slightly clammy hand press against his forehead, sending him into blissful oblivion.

Beastboy groaned as he felt his body slowly wake up from the heaviest sleep he had ever experienced in his entire life. Both his legs were twitching with cramp and his face was twisted in discomfort as a yawn pulled it in and out of shape. He felt his fingers slowly regain their usual sensation and his stomach rumbled ominously: breakfast time.

He tried to open his eyes but found that they were too heavy. Then it all came back to him, the gas, the nothingness, Deamon's voice telling him not to worry, the explosion, then the emptiness of knowing she wasn't there any more… Then hope.

He forced his eyes open, with considerable effort, and found himself in the hospital wing of the T-tower, the morning light spilling in through the windows at the ends. He glanced over at the other bed, but found it empty.

Suddenly, he felt a tiny movement next to his chest (which he noticed had a bandage tied around it) and saw a small kitten nestled just below his armpit, curled up in a tiny ball and in a deep sleep, purring softly. He smiled to himself, knowing it was Deamon, back from the dead and in her usual lovely self.

He slowly twisted his arm around, wincing slightly as his chest gave a sharp pang, and tickled the tiny creature, making it purr harder and start moving, stretching it's limbs into motion. The kitten slowly morphed into a tired looking Deamon, with her upper body lying on the bed and the rest of her sitting on a chair beside the bed.

'I'm not hungry.' she mumbled, not opening her eyes but taking a handful of Beastboy's cover and clutching it for dear life. 'And I've told you a gazillion times: I'm not leaving this bed till he wakes up.'

'You can go and have some breakfast now.' whispered Beastboy, stroking her slightly dirty hair tenderly. Suddenly she sat bolt upright, staring at him with her eyes wide with surprise and delight as a huge smile slowly took over her lips.

'Beastboy!!!' she exclaimed happily throwing her arms around his neck as he wrapped his around her back, emotion pulsating up and down his entire being. 'Why did you do that?' she asked, trying to hold back the tears ripping at her throat. 'I'm not worth what you did…'

'You are soo worth it.' he corrected, feeling tears of happiness sting the back of his green eyes which he closed, letting the sensation on her body against his sink into him.

Suddenly the door flew open and in came Cyborg, Robin, a reluctant Raven, Starfire and Witch all (except Raven) with hopeful smiles on their faces.

'Friend!!!' cried out the tamaranian excitedly, breaking the happy couple apart, as they wiped their damp eyes. 'You have recovered!!!'

'How ya doing BB?!?!' bellowed Cyborg, getting comfortable on the end of the changeling's bed.

YAY!!! neither died!!! Although... I did already know that... this fanfic is nearly over, so if you could send me some ideas for a good ending I'd be pretty pleased. Thankoo!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Teen Titans or Beastboy... but I do own Deamon.