To Claim and Possess
Chapter One

Raven stood in the middle of a field, staring at the stars above her. The constellations looked strange and out of place. Somewhere in her subconscious, she knew that it should have been summer, and Hercules should have been in a perfect location in front of her. But the patterns were winter, contorting Raven's perception of time. Orion, the Hunter, stood proudly above her head, holding his club as if readying for a kill. What had once looked so beautiful and innocent before, now suddenly seemed ominous.

Her teeth chattered behind her lips as a cold wind whipped at her, clawing at her skin until it turned red with discomfort. It was far too cold to be July. She took a slow, deep breath and turned her stare to the dark forest line in front of her. The night should have been still, but she felt movement from behind the trees. Soft padding on underbrush, as if something was lying in wait, hunting her.

"I'm not afraid." The words didn't sound like they came from her throat. The notes felt twisted and distorted, turning her normal monotone voice into a broken shrill. "I will not be afraid."

Her response was one, lone howl, reverberating into the field and echoing in the space around her. Silence followed the note and all movement stopped. She could feel the tension stretch around her, like a rubber band pulled too tight. There was a long moment before a chorus of cries erupted from the trees, each with its own special tune, creating untamed melodies. Like a wild symphony readying to play. Raven looked into the trees again, waiting for the hollow sound to stop echoing. It tapered off, and out of the forest stepped the beast, strong, powerful… more animal than man. He looked into her eyes and took another step closer to her.

"This is my territory. You have entered it without my consent."

"You already have payment." Raven didn't even have time to wait for a response as the world around her melted away into a myriad of colors and sounds. She knew that she was at Titan tower, on the roof. The waves splashed far below her, and she could smell the scent of sea breeze and city from the bay. It was still cool, but she didn't feel cold… she felt, warm. Like something was sheltering her from the frigid air. What was making her so warm? She opened her eyes, trying to see…

… and woke up in her room. Raven sighed and sat up, holding her head in her hands. That was the third time this week that she had that particular dream. It always started the same and ended the same, with no recollection as to why she was there, or what her mind was trying to remember. It had to do with the memory the beast had stolen from her. But what memory was it, and why did he want it?

Her head started to buzz with a million different emotions, each one vying for her attention. Raven took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She wasn't going to do herself any good if she didn't calm down.

"Raven."

Raven jumped and glanced at her clock, realizing it was almost eight, far past her usual morning. "Good morning, Robin." Most mornings she spent with the only other early-riser drinking coffee and discussing case files, and if she didn't come down to see him, he became concerned. Like today.

"The prison files you requested came in this morning." There was a short pause as if he was debating telling her something, and then decided against it. "There's tea steeping for you too. Come down when you're ready."

"Thank you."

Raven heard Robin leave and she sighed. Robin could tell something was wrong, but he was smart enough to not pry, and she was grateful for that. She didn't know what she'd say to him if he questioned the mission last week. That the beast reared his ugly head and she was caught in the crossfire? Yeah, that would work out well. She pulled herself from under the covers and went to her bathroom, turning on the shower. It didn't matter how powerful she was, she was no match against the dreaded bed head. She undressed and stepped into the shower, letting the warm water slide over her body and relax her unusually tense muscles.

Raven looked down at the three perfect scars marring her right hip and cursed. They were still there from her fight with Adonis, when Beast Boy's claws had caught her hip. She had spent days after trying to heal the injury, and while the physical wound was gone, she still could not figure out why her powers had refused to dissolve the mark. She never scarred, her skin healed and cells rearranged to hide any evidence that she had been in a fight. But this time, it was different. The gashes were healed, but the evidence stayed, like some kind of brand against her skin.

She sighed and stared up into the warm stream of water, trying to wash away the strange feeling that clung to her. What had happened in the woods? She knew that something had changed, but she had no idea what it was or how to control it. Pushing the sick feeling of confusion to the back of her mind, she finished washing and stepped out of the shower. Looking into her reflection, she wasn't quite sure who the girl was staring back at her. She seemed unusually pale, her eyes sunken and dark, and her lips trembled under her inspection. What was wrong with her? She shook it off and donned her uniform before heading downstairs.

Robin was sitting at his usual spot at the kitchen table, reading the newspaper on his iPad, with a scowl. Raven smirked under the shadows of her cloak. The usually technology savvy Titan still preferred to read the physical paper, because he "liked seeing the paper all laid out so I can connect the dots". To which Raven usually responded that unfortunately print media was dead and that was something he was going to have to accept. Also, his statement sounded like someone suffering from an extreme case of schizophrenia. Which, sometimes Raven seriously wondered if Robin had.

"You're up late today, Rae." Robin was the only person in the world who could call her "Rae" and not find themselves in a separate dimension. He looked up at her, waiting for a response, but when there was no answer he dropped the invisible question. "Tea's ready for you."

"Thank you." She dropped down next to him and stared into her mug, frowning. There was a long stretch of silence between them, as Raven stared at the manila folder in front of her, thick with papers and reports. "You said this is the prison file I requested?"

Robin looked up and turned off his iPad, staring at her. There was the feeling of his eyes roving her face, looking for any clues, but she kept her expression blank and unreadable. He sighed and leaned back in his chair, still watching her. "Yes. Although I don't know what you think you'll find. Everything in there was the same as the report given to us. He was released early for good behavior, and entered into a plea bargain for information on his involvement with the Brotherhood of Evil. I asked the warden myself about all the details when I asked for the file."

"I know… I just wanted to take another look. There's no harm in an extra opinion is there?"

Robin continued to stare at her. "No. I guess not."

She took a deep breath and opened the file to Adonis' mug shot staring back at her. She fought down the desire to tear the paper to shreds and looked up at her leader. "Doesn't it seem weird? I mean he was put in prison on kidnapping, assault and battery, destruction of private property, and conspiracy to commit treason against the United States. And then because he drops some information for an organization he was involved in for about a week, and doesn't pick a fight for a few months, he's suddenly free to go? Where is the fairness in that?" She cursed under her breath and stared into her tea, trying to calm down. What was she getting so worked up over? It was just Adonis, he was no different than any of the other criminals she dealt with on a daily basis.

"I'm not denying that it's not fair. But I'm also not denying that he was given due process and the law gave him what he deserved." He tapped his fingers on the table for a moment before looking at her, trying to piece everything together. "What happened on the mission last week, Raven? You've been obsessing over what happened to Adonis since then. Normally you don't care."

"I know." Raven sighed and looked up at Robin. There was no other response from her and Robin sighed, rolling his eyes behind his mask.

"Raven… seriously, if something happened, I need to know. That's part of my job to make sure you're safe."

Raven sighed again and opened the file, breaking eye contact with him. It wasn't part of his job to make her safe, he was pestering her because he was a clucking, mother hen. Raven went through the file, trying to see if there were any indicators why Adonis behaved the way he did. His first few months in the penitentiary were as expected, he picked a fight almost every other day. He lost every one. He acted out, hit guards, tried to break out of the prison cell. His fights slowly tapered off, a few less at a time, and then… it just stopped. His last fight was the morning of May 18th two years ago. And from then on he'd shown exemplary behavior, picking up extra duties and breaking up fights started by other inmates. It was so unlike him, so out of character, that it should have raised red flags, but every report was nothing but good.

Raven looked up at Robin, who had returned to his iPad, and stared at him. "Did something important happen on May 18th two years ago?"

Robin looked up and thought for a long time, his mind shifting through two years of data. "Mm… nothing, important. I mean… I know that Cinderblock broke out of his titanium enforced cell, and we had to go check it out. Don't you remember?" Raven vaguely remembered getting annoyed with Beast Boy, but other than that it was a relatively boring inspection. Robin shrugged. "I don't know if that has anything to do with Adonis. But he was there when we visited."

"It just doesn't make sense. Why would his attitude change so suddenly?" Raven shifted through a few more reports, looking for any clues. "What could have triggered a response like this? I mean, he just stopped fighting."

Robin watched her for a moment, curious about her interest. "If you're so upset about what happened the other night, why don't you go talk to him? It's not exactly a crime for us to investigate old criminals. And he's been released on good behavior, maybe he's actually been rehabilitated by the system. You never know."

"Even if he was rehabilitated, criminals don't exactly like seeing our faces." Raven paged through a few more reports, looking for any clues or signs as to what was going on. His psychological assessment stated that he suffered from a case of "extreme narcissism". Raven snorted inelegantly. That was putting it lightly. "Do you really think that's a good idea?"

"Well, I can't tell you what a good idea is if you don't tell me what happened last week." Robin rolled his eyes and stood up, taking his empty mug to the coffee pot. Raven could feel the anger and hurt roiling under his skin. He was getting upset with her, and Raven couldn't blame him. She was supposed to be logical and levelheaded, and yet she completely refused to keep him in the loop, especially about something important.

"You came back with some pretty serious injuries, Beast Boy was in a complete daze as if he was brain dead, and the only thing you told me was that the mission went wrong. I haven't heard details and I haven't seen a report other than that." He sighed and motioned to the file on the table. "Now, you're prattling on about Adonis. What exactly to you expect me to think, Raven? I'm concerned."

"I know." Raven looked into his eyes, her face blank. "I know it's confusing, but… I can't explain what happened."

"Why not?" Robin shook his head.

"Because it's not my place to tell."

There was a long, slow silence as Robin seemed to put the pieces together. Unfortunately, he put them together in the wrong order. "Raven… did Beast Boy… hurt you?"

Raven blanched, appalled that Robin could even come to that conclusion. Beast Boy might have been an idiot, but that didn't mean he'd try anything. He was smart enough for that. "What? No! Of course not! Annoyed the hell out of me, but when doesn't he do that?"

"Then what happened, Raven?" His agitation spiced the air, setting Raven's hair on end. "Because I'm confused, and as a team member and a friend, I feel as if I have the right to know the truth, and I'm not getting that from you."

"I know."

"You keep saying that, but you're not doing anything to change it."

Raven cringed beneath her blank expression. It always hurt to keep things from her friends, especially Robin. He had always tried to trust and look out for her, so when she kept the truth from him, it hurt even more. "I don't know what to say."

He sighed and ran a hand over his face, staring at the ceiling, frustrated with her. "Then I don't know to tell you."

"The beast broke free the other night."

Raven squeezed her eyes shut, dreading the oncoming wave of shock from her leader. "In both Adonis and Beast Boy. They attacked each other and I got caught in the crossfire, that's how I got the wounds. Beast Boy… doesn't remember anything. That's why he was dazed when we came back, he could feel the actions and emotions of fighting, but he has no recollection of it." Raven could feel the swarm of emotions tangle between her and her leader. He was confused, concerned, worried, angry, frustrated, and a million other things that Raven wasn't even sure she had names for. She took a deep breath and continued

"The beast wasn't like last time… he was intelligent, calculative, possessive… he was different. As if he'd evolved." She opened her eyes and stared at Robin's deceivingly blank face. Under that calm exterior, he was fighting to keep his composure. "He communicated with me… I…" Raven felt guilt rise into her chest and she swallowed it down. She had only been trying to help, there was nothing to be guilty for. "I agitated him. Beast Boy was upset and nervous, and I went into his psyche to calm him down… but the beast didn't want me there, so he protected his territory."

Robin's lips pursed. "I see."

"Look, it wasn't Beast Boy's fault. I know I should have told you what happened, but I didn't want you upset over what happened, and I didn't want to tell you because it's not my place to tattle." Raven looked into his eyes and frowned. "But, most of all, I didn't want you to see Beast Boy as a threat… like you did last time."

Robin frowned and looked away. "That's because he was a threat last time. He could have seriously hurt you, Raven… I mean, did you even see what he did to his room? It was torn to shreds, the walls are reinforced with metal. That could have been you or Starfire. What if that power wasn't contained in his room? What if he attacked you physically?"

"But he wasn't dangerous last time." Raven stared at her leader feeling anger bubble up in her chest. Exactly what right did he have to determine if something was dangerous or not? "He saved me."

"We got lucky last time when he decided to save you and not kill you, but that doesn't mean it will happen again. The beast is a primal side to Beast Boy, and it's something we don't understand. It should be treated with caution. It is dangerous."

"So am I! In case you forgot." Raven growled and let her eyes flash red at him, and Robin took a cautious step back. He knew he crossed the line a little too far. "Don't treat him as if he's some kind of ticking time bomb. He's still our friend and teammate. He's just confused and scared about whatever this thing is inside him, but that doesn't mean you should lock him up like he's a tormented animal or prisoner."

"I never said that was going to happen."

"But you're looking at me like it crossed your mind."

Robin didn't know what to say to that, so he looked away. "I'm not saying that we should do anything hasty. Beast Boy is an adult, and he can be treated like it. He's kept firm control over the beast for four years, and that is amazing. But, his control will break someday." Raven felt the pause fall over them, and she looked at her leader, confused. He returned her stare, face still blank. "And when the beast breaks free and causes damage, then maybe we need to consider other alternatives. I don't want people to get hurt."

Raven glared. "You can't talk about him like that. He's a human being, Robin, with feelings and emotions, and he's one of your best friends. This conversation is so unlike you. You always want to hope for the best and all that save the world bullshit, but now you're willing to talk about doing this to your friend?"

Robin didn't even have the decency to look remorseful. "My past experiences have made me a little bit wiser when it comes to dealing with someone's dark side." The dig was meant for her and Raven bit back a curse. Friend or not, he could really be an asshole sometimes. "You're a demon, Raven, capable of bringing down dimensions. He is a beast, capable of doing great harm to anyone close to him."

"And you're an emotionally crippled sociopath who can't stop pushing!"

Robin nodded, still fighting to keep himself calm. "I have my own demons to fight with, and yes, I expect the team to enact safety precautions if it gets out of hand. You've been inside my mind, Raven, you know what lives there. I don't expect you to try and save me if I get out of hand, I only hope that you keep me contained."

Raven felt her anger subside for a moment, but it still pressed against her, moving her forward. "If you don't trust us, then why are we even on the team?"

He stared at her, eyes steely behind his mask. "It's because I trust you that you're on the team. You both have control… but I've seen you both break too. I don't want any of us, you and Beast Boy included, to get hurt. That's all I'm saying."

"And this is why I didn't want to tell you what happened." Raven stood up, picking up Adonis's file, and started for the door. She paused at the threshold and gave a weak, insulting salute, still glaring at her friend. "That's the end of my report, oh fearless leader." With that she turned and left the kitchen.

Of all the things he could have said to her, considering Beast Boy a danger? It almost hurt to think about.

Raven would admit, whole heartedly, that he was an idiot, that he was annoying, that he was childish, and that he got on her nerves, but at the end of the day, he was still her friend. He might have had evil living inside him, but so did she. He was still Beast Boy, and he still looked out for her, knew how to cheer her up, and occasionally made her laugh. But, considering him a danger? It just didn't feel right.

The walls groaned and shifted around her, reacting to the force of her emotions. She had to calm down or the whole tower was going to fall apart. Although, that wouldn't be the first time that happened. Raven threw open the door to the stairwell and sat on the steps, taking long, slow breaths. She couldn't let Robin's words affect her. She had to be rational. Minutes passed and she heard the walls move back into their proper positions, avoiding catastrophe. Well, she managed to dodge another bullet.

The folder suddenly felt heavy on her lap and she stared down at its tattered edges, splitting open with paper. Raven pulled out a sheet and stared down at the words, trying to see what might not be there. He's been incredibly helpful in the library this week. He repaired all the bindings of the books. He's really turned around these past few months and is showing great strides in his behavior. I think with a little more time and support he will be ready to reenter society. Ha. As if. The reports on Adonis's new behavior didn't match what she saw last week. If he had been released for good behavior, the beast had broken through that. And Beast Boy's beast was no different.

She swallowed hard and tried to think about Robin's argument without the push of emotions against her. Maybe his concerns had merit. What she saw between them was so violent and primordial, that she didn't know how to combat it. What if the beast broke free again and she walked away with more than an injured hip? Raven closed her eyes and leaned against the wall, trying to ignore the strange, sinking feeling in her chest. What in the world was going on?

She stood up and climbed the stairs one step at a time, listening through the silence for any noise to prove she wasn't the only one here. The hallways were quiet with still morning air, and at the top floor where the rooms were, she didn't even feel the violent push of Robin's anger. For a moment, it was almost peaceful.

Raven passed Beast Boy's room and stopped, seeing the door nudged open just a bit. Strange, it was still pretty early for him. Was he up? She moved quietly, pushing the door open a few more inches to look inside. He was sitting shirtless on his bed, hair messed from sleeping and a pillow crease on his cheek. He looked up at her with tired eyes and gave a lopsided smile.

"Morning, Raven."

Raven felt something in her chest twist as she remembered her conversation with Robin. How could anyone see Beast Boy as a threat? He looked so innocent and naive that there was almost no way he could be the beast she saw. He couldn't have something so evil inside him… could he? "Sorry, I saw the door open and…"

"And you just invited yourself in?" He laughed quietly, running a hand through his tousled hair as if embarrassed. His lean muscles rippled with the subtle hint of the power inside him, and Raven swallowed, looking away. He moved slightly to his left, giving her space to sit down with him. "It's fine. I don't have anything to hide. Besides, you've pretty much seen everything there is to me at this point. Right?"

There was a long, slow silence between them as the weight of his words settled. How could Raven even think of him as kind of dangerous? She met his eyes and tried to look reassuring. "Is everything okay?" Raven cringed under the words and shook her head. That was a stupid thing to say. How could anything be okay after what happened to him? How could he pull himself together after the beast took control of his body and forced him to be more animal than man? She cleared her throat and sat next to him on his bed, pushing his discarded t-shirt out of the way. "What I meant to say was, are you feeling better? After… last week?"

He shrugged and looked down at the floor, avoiding her inquisitive gaze. "As good as I can feel right now…" He gave a humorless laugh. "I don't know what to expect anymore. I just kinda keep waiting for him to show up and take over my body again… maybe he'll do something terrible and I'll be left with his emotions, but no memories, and the consequences of his actions." His eyes closed and he fell onto his back, looking over at Raven. "Sorry, I'm kinda being a downer."

Raven shrugged. "You have the right to be. It's not always easy, fighting what you fight on a daily basis… it can take a toll on your psyche. Sometimes you just need to vent. Of all the things you feel, I think I can understand that the most."

He sighed and nodded, turning to stare at the ceiling. "Yeah, I know." Silence wove between them before he looked at the manila folder in her hands and frowned. "What's that?"

"This?" Color flooded her face and Raven looked away. She didn't want to upset him with the truth, that she had started researching Adonis to understand what happened to both of them. But what else could she possibly say? "I was trying to investigate some things." Well, that was vague and awkward. Raven forced a smile she knew looked uncomfortable and broken. Beast Boy's eyebrows knitted together, but he chose the correct decision in not prying her for answers.

There was another pause between them before he continued. "What are you up to this afternoon?"

Raven was glad for the change in subject. Anything to make her feel like things were back to normal. "Starfire wants me to go out with her… I would normally try to avoid all those hours of watching her attempt to clothe me, but she coerced me with a trip to the new tea shop downtown."

"Oh, yeah. I think I read about that." He thought for a moment. "I don't know a damn thing about tea, but I heard some reviews that it was pretty cool. Maybe we'll go out together for your birthday."

Raven wished he'd forget that date. She glared at him and pressed her lips into a thin line. "Beast Boy, you know I hate celebrating my birthday."

"Yeah, I know." He gave her another lopsided smile. "But I like celebrating your birthday." He stretched his arms above his head and Raven, for the first time in the years of being with the team, noticed how shapely he was. He wasn't big or muscular, but there was an understated strength in him. Long, lean muscles that were more suited to a gymnast than a body builder. Color filled her face again and she pulled away a few inches, hoping he didn't feel the space between them, and hoping even harder that he didn't hear her heart slamming against her ribs.

She desperately searched for something to talk about. "What are you doing today?"

He thought for a moment before shrugging. "Not sure. I might head down to the comic book store. There's a new Batman comic I wanted to read."

"I don't even know why you bother reading that crap." Raven rolled her eyes and stared down at him. "You've met the real one. Several times. And his annoying pixie-booted protégé. The real superhero life isn't all glamour and fantasy and big breasted lady thieves with hearts of gold."

He laughed and propped himself up on his forearms. "Yeah, I know. Still I like the fantasy behind our lives. It's kinda nice to see what normal people see." The humor left his face and he let his body fall back on his bed. "It's nice to get caught up in a story and not remember the actual terror behind it. Normal people never get to see the beast and what it does. They only see Beast Boy."

Raven closed her eyes against the push of his emotions. He was always a bit torrential with his feelings, but lately they'd gotten fiercer. His highs and lows could be so violent it threatened to destroy her control over her own powers. It was as if the beast was always trying to break free, always trying to make Beast Boy remember what he had hidden inside him. Raven's sympathy welled up as she looked at him. This was so unlike him. If only she had some way to reassure him that everything was going to be all right.

"I always only see Beast Boy… much to my chagrin." Raven's attempts at humor fell flat and Beast Boy rolled his eyes. Still, there was the smallest of smiles tugging at his lips. That was enough.

"Your jokes are terrible, Raven."

"Not as bad as yours."

He finally laughed and sat up, the heaviness dissipating between them. "Holy crap! A talking muffin!"

Raven rolled her eyes again. "It's only funny if you set up the joke."

He laughed again and nudged her shoulder. "You find me hilarious, admit it."

"I find you tolerable." Raven stood up, suddenly desperate to put space between them. The contact made heat flow through her body and she had no idea where it was coming from or how to control it. Too late. There was a strange crack from across the room. The glass in one of his picture frames took the full brunt of her power and shattered. She cringed and looked down at her feet, avoiding Beast Boy's shocked stare. "Sorry. I'm… a little out of sorts. Weird dreams."

"Tell me about it." He shook his head and Raven wanted to ask exactly what that meant, but she knew better that no pry in Beast Boy's dreams. That was his personal space, and she had to give him that privacy at least. Beast Boy looked at the picture and shrugged, offering her a genuine smile. "It's just glass. I'm kinda used to you destroying half my stuff anyway. I guess that's part of being friends with you. There'll always be collateral damage."

"Well, thanks for your support." Raven tried to keep her face blank, hiding her confusion. She inched towards the door, still fighting for space in the suddenly small room. What was this feeling? It felt like it was choking her and twisting her heart. It just wouldn't go away, not even with space, and now it was starting to hurt.

He smiled at her and pulled the picture from the frame, tossing the broken glass in the trash. "That's what friends are for, right?"

"Something like that I guess." She opened the door, and breathed a sigh of relief as the cool air hit her face. Just a few more inches and she would be safe. Maybe this burning would stop and she could think logically for a moment. It was a hope at least. Her fingers touched the door frame and she started to leave, her toes crossing the threshold. "I'll see you later."

"Hey…"

His voice was inquisitive and Raven turned around to find him standing a few inches from her. She nearly jumped out of her skin at his proximity. How in the world had he managed to sneak up on her? He smiled and leaned a little closer, filling her senses with the scent of fresh pine and warm earth. Wilderness. Her heart picked up speed and she tried to put more space between them, but he filled it as quickly as she made it.

"Thanks, Raven… for everything. I know I'm not always appreciative but…" He sighed and ran his hand through his hair again, avoiding her eyes. "I'm grateful for everything you do. I don't know what would happen if you weren't here to help me through this."

"You'd survive." Raven had no idea where those words came from, but they sounded too harsh to be hers. She bit back her guilt and kept her face blank. "You're strong, Beast Boy. I know you'd be able to handle this all on your own. I'm just here because you're my friend and I care about you, not because I'm vital to your survival."

Without any kind of warning he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. Shock ran through her system, freezing her in place. Was he hugging her? Who in the world had the gall to hug Raven? And why wasn't she sending him to another dimension to fend for himself? No one ever touched her. Ever.

He pulled her even tighter against him, and her cheek pressed against the bare skin of his shoulder. The touch of his warmth to her own reminded her how tall he'd gotten in their years together. He was no longer the scrawny boy fighting to get through puberty to be an adult, he was a man. His pulse thudded in her ears and his lips pressed against her hair in some mockery of a kiss. "That's why we're friends, because you make me feel stronger than I am."

Why did this feel almost... familiar?

Raven managed to gain a moment of lucidity and she pulled away from him. What in the world were they doing? This was ridiculous! Her face stayed stoic and she stared up at him, raising an eyebrow. "Beast Boy, we're friends and all… but can we please stop all this touchy-feely crap? I am seriously going to be sick."

"Aw." His arms dropped from around her and he laughed. "You're no fun."

"Uh-huh… whatever." Raven finally stopped into the hallway, putting more space between them. But, her heart wouldn't stop pounding against her chest. It felt like her ribs were going to break under the pressure and her stomach was going to fall out any moment. Why wouldn't this feeling just go away? It hurt so bad and now her knees felt weak. Would they even hold her weight? She had to at least try. Raven took a few cautious steps away from him, feeling stronger with each foot of distance. This was okay. She could handle this, she just needed more space.

"Thanks again."

Raven heard his voice echo down the empty hallway and waved him off. She refused to turn back around and look at him, that would only make this feeling worse. "We're friends, remember?"

"I remember."

"Good."

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Okay… so I lied a little. I know I was supposed to work on Primeval but this just grabbed my attention a little tighter. I'm sorry. Don't hate me.
Anyway... let me know what you think, and Primeval should be updated soon. Promise! Thanks again.