Chapter thirty eight – evidence
Mr Victor Stone stood at the window. His wide shoulders rose and fell with each deep breath he took. He smiled as he gazed at the view – Jump City at night; was there anything more peaceful?
He turned and watched his wife, Karen, as she slept. A contented grin was playing over her features and her curly brown hair was fanned out across her pillow. One hand rested on her cheek, the other was gripping the duvet beneath her chin. She let out a long sigh, in through her nose and out through her mouth, before rolling over and burying her face into her pillow. He chuckled and went back to his city-watching. He had no idea how Bee had managed to get to sleep. He was so preoccupied with thinking about the day's events that he had given up the idea of sleep a long time ago.
Raven had found out that the tiny blue snake that had saved both her and Beast Boy's lives was, in fact, Joe.
No one had believed her at first – uh, hello? Joe was a baby! – but all the evidence had led to the fact that he had morphed into a snake to save his parents. But at a month old? Was that even possible? Beast Boy quickly pointed out that he had saved his mother by turning into a snake when he was a kid, so the idea was accepted. Raven and Beast Boy were bandaged up and sent back to bed.
Robin, with help from Starfire, questioned and interrogated the assassin over and over again. It was over an hour later when they finally managed to find some incriminating evidence that proved that he was indeed under Slade's order. Robin had refused to tell Cyborg where and what the evidence was, but he had seen Starfire running from the room, hands clapped over her mouth, Robin following close behind with a disgusted look on his face.
It didn't take Cyborg long to guess what the evidence was. And he didn't even want to think about where it was found. So the subject was dropped.
Robin and Starfire had retired to bed a few hours ago at three o'clock in the morning. It was now five o'clock and he hadn't slept a wink. He let out a long sigh. How could he sleep? So many important things had happened in the last month and he needed time to take them all in.
"You still up?" he felt two arms wrapping themselves around his neck and a mouth beside his ear. He said nothing.
"You oughta get some sleep. Robin said that since the last girl was attacked and he failed again, Slade was going to strike soon." She tried again to start a conversation. He smirked.
"Wow, a quote."
"I mean it. You're gonna be really crabby in the morning." She frowned, removing her arms from his neck. He turned to face her, still grinning.
"It already is the morning. Am I crabby?" he asked. Bee sighed.
"Fine. You're going to be crabby later. Picky, picky."
"I was just…thinking."
"About…?"
"You know. Stuff…" he trailed off. She smiled knowingly.
"You really need sleep. Come on," she grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the bed. "You MUST be tired if you're thinking about things THAT deep."
Cyborg stole one last glance at the night sky before he was bundled under the covers and forced to close his eyes.