Um, yeah... I've been a little busy... for six days straight... heh heh... I had some minor computer restrictions, plus I was having so much fun in the real world that I forgot to get online altogether. Anyways, here's chapter nine. For those of you who are reading Things Aren't Always What They Seem, that'll get updated shortly. Hopefully VERY shortly. Sorry about the shortness of the chapter, but ya know this is prewritten, and so is Things Aren't Always What They Seem. Also, I own nothing (except this story, and probably Rachel...) , and thanks to DarkShadowGryphon once again for the reviews. :) This is probably a big disappointment to you to find out I updated, but also to find such a short chapter with few events. Hopefully I can get another chapter up soon.


Back in his room, Robin lay on his bed and sighed. Rachel was all he thought about. All he knew was that he loved Rachel, and Rachel loved him. He went around the tower in a daze, never noticing anything. He was always smiling and never objected to anything. Rachel is so beautiful, thought Robin. I love everything about her. Her smile, her beautiful black hair, and her sparkling dark eyes. We belong together. He heard a knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

"Robin, it's Cyborg."

"Come on in."

Cyborg entered wearing a worried expression. "What's wrong, Cy?" asked Robin. A look of fear appeared on his face. "Is it Rachel?" he asked worriedly.

"No," said Cyborg. "I'm worried about you."

"Me?"

"You've been acting so strange lately."

"You don't like my pancakes?"

"No, don't get me wrong. I love your pancakes."

"Then what's the problem?"

"We want the old Robin back. You know, the determined, overly-obsessed, hyper-competitive Robin. It's nice seeing you happy and all, but please tell me you'll get back to normal soon."

"I guess the pancakes were a little over the top," said Robin. "OK, I'll try to be more serious. It's just that I'm in love with-"

"Rachel. Yes, I know. Now try to act sane, please. You're scaring us, Rob."

The following day, Rachel was released from the hospital. Robin was practically dancing for joy. "What did I say about being insane?" demanded Cyborg. "Sorry," said Robin. He stopped dancing and sat down. That lasted about two seconds before he leapt up and started pacing. "Relax, Robin," said Beast Boy. "Rachel will be out in a few minutes. Can't you just wait? That's why it's called a waiting room!" "Sorry," Robin said again. "I just feel so tense." "We noticed," Raven said sarcastically. Rachel finally entered the waiting room, accompanied by a nurse. "You can take her home now," the nurse said, nodding to Robin. "But she's still weak and shouldn't do any strenuous activity for awhile. She should also use a wheelchair during that time." Robin noticed Rachel was using the nurse for support. Rachel's legs suddenly gave way, but the nurse caught her and lowered her into a wheelchair.

Robin gave Rachel a worried look. The nurse saw this and assured him that Rachel would be fine. The Titans then left with Rachel and returned to the tower. Robin tried to talk with Rachel, but she said she wanted to retire for the evening. Rachel's room no longer had locked steel doors. They were replaced with a simple metallic sliding door with her name on it. Robin wheeled her into her room, and after bidding her a good night, left her to her own devices.

Robin returned to the living room and found Cyborg sitting on the couch. "Why the long face, Rob?" Cyborg asked. "It's just that I thought Rachel would be happier to see me than she is. She didn't even want to talk," Robin said sadly. "She's probably just tired," said Cyborg. "I just hope she's OK," said Robin.