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Three days later, Rachel returned to the tower with the Teen Titans. "So do you trust me now?" Rachel asked. "We'll see," said Robin. "Trust builds over time." Cyborg locked Rachel in her room. "Sorry we have to lock you in here, but the police told us to keep a close eye on you," said Cyborg. "It's ok. I understand," said Rachel. After Cyborg left, she went over to her bedside table and pulled out her diary. She lay on her bed and wrote:

Deary Diary,
I don't see why Robin says he can't trust me. I'm trying so hard to earn his trust! I thought he felt the same about me as I feel about him. Sometimes it seems like he does, but... I don't know. Maybe I'm crazy to like him. I just feel so trapped in here, and it hurts that the Teen Titans don't trust me. I'd better go. I can hear the steel doors unlocking.
Rachel

Robin entered Rachel's room and found her lying on her bed. She appeared to be asleep. He shook her gently, but she remained asleep. There was a faint smile on hir lilps. Robin ran his fingertips across her cheek and bent over her. He leaned closer to her. His lips nearly touched hers. He brushed her cheek with his lips and sighed. Oh, how he longed to kiss her. But he still wasn't sure if he could trust her. Rachel stirred and Robin stood upright. "Rachel," he said softly. "It's time for dinner." Rachel stood up and followed him out of the room.

After dinner, Rachel was locked bak in her room. She took out her diary again and wrote:

Dear Diary,
I feel like a little girl with a crush. Robin almost kissed me. I think Robin wants to trust me, but feels he can't for some reason. I guess I'll just have to prove myself trustworthy.
Rachel

Back in his room, Robin lay in bed, unable to sleep. He couldn't stop thinking about her. He tried to remind himself not to get involved in a relationship with her, but it didn't seem to work. Rachel was in his every thought. "Maybe I should trust her," Robin said to himself. He finally drifted off to sleep, dreaming of Rachel.

The next morning, Robin awakened before the others and tiptoed to Rachel's room. He entered as quietly as the steel doors would allow. Rachel was still asleep. Robin felt as though he could not restrain himself. He wanted to kiss her so badly! Robin quietly walked over to her bed. No, he thought. Don't kiss her. Robin settled for a peck on her cheek. He could not get back to sleep, as it was already morning, so he went to the roof of the tower to watch the sunrise. He felt a hand on his shoulder. It ws Rachel. "How did you get up here?" Robin asked. "The door was open, and your room was empty, so I wondered where you had gone," replied Rachel. "May I join you?" "Sure." Robin felt her gaze upon him, but when he turned to meet her gaze, she looked away. Robin put his hand on her shoulder and leaned toward her. Their eyes met. Their lips barely touched. Rachel looked deep into his masked eyes. He felt as if she were searching his very soul. Oh, man, thought Robin. She knows. She knows I love her and she doesn't love me back. But Rachel leaned toward him. Their lips touched once more, this time a true kiss.