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Random quote #6: "The worst solitude is to be destitute if sincere friendship." –Francis Bacon

Anyway, I know that you have been waiting so here is a new chapter, so here it is!

Raven knew not about what exactly they spoke of, but she did know that it was about her and the event that had happened today.

She could hear them talk quietly outside her closed and locked metal door, even though her head was buried deep within her soft, blue pillow, body sprawled across the bed. She could make out fragments of sentences, just phrases, but it was enough for her.

"I have no clue... ... ... some guy... ... ... crying in the dark..."

That was Beast boy. She could tell from his worried voice that sounded serious, but still had a bit of humor in it that was always there whenever he spoke. His words ranged from high to low pitched as he expressed his syllables in his own unique way.

"... Looked a bit like her... ... ... ... asked her, but... ... headed for the door... got away..."

Then there was Cyborg. His voice was calmer than Beast boy's, but held a bit of concern and fear. His words felt like he was indeed full human, but with a robotic twist.

"There's glass everywhere! How did... total mess..."

Robin.

He was slightly frustrated at not having any answers about what had happened. He's always like that, wanting to know everything about anything that occurs which involves him, or his teammates. Though his voice was different from the other two, it still had the same feelings to it.

"Please do not yell... right next door... might overhear..."

Ah, Starfire. Always one to think of the feelings of others, the one to know when to ask for the truthful answers. Even if Raven didn't always show it, she really did like "hanging out" with her one female friend.

Raven smiled beside herself, she knew she had good friends...

Starfire looked around the large room, round eyes holding much sadness, watching the movements of her three friends. From her spot behind the couch she could see them all clearly. They were worried, as was she, about what had happened with Raven in the entryway of the Tower.

She saw and observed the strange habits of her teammates, which seemed to be very noticeable now that they had something to think about.

Robin paced across the room, back and forth, back and forth, never ceasing in his attempt to, apparently, wear a hole into the ground. His face showed that he was in deep thought, while he listed all the reasonable possibilities in his mind.

Cyborg sat on the couch, silent and calm, elbows on his knees, head in his hands. His real eye was closed, but if it were open, it would probably betray all of his hidden, human emotions.

Then, there was Beast boy, whose habits shifted greatly from each other. The most visible one was he standing over at the window, looking out at the horizon, backed turned to her, and slightly moving from foot to foot every now and again.

She couldn't see his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, until he sighed and crossed his arms. He did in such a way that all his emotions were conveyed. He was worried more than any of them.

Starfire closed her eyes; her head bowed down, and hoped that Raven would come out of her room soon...

Raven stared at her room's dark ceiling, lost in thought. It wasn't something that she let herself do often, for she never knew where her mind would take her, but she needed to think this one through.

Her father had come back from who knows where he went and now wanted to a part of her life. Should she let him? Should she demand answers? Or should she send him away, never to return?

'Don't let him get to you!' The angry part of her mind screamed to her. 'You know what happened last time you allowed yourself to trust him! He betrayed you! He abandoned you and your mother when the Propers came knocking on your door! You remember the pain!'

'All too well." She thought quietly, running a hand over her right forearm.

'Maybe his intentions are good.' The hopeful part stated. 'Maybe he's finally seen the light. I mean, you've always wanted a real father and this may be your only chance to actually have one.'

'I don't know...' Raven thought. Her father wasn't one of the nominations for "Best Parent of the Year", but he still was her only family.

'Perhaps you should ask a few questions before you make your decision.' The rational side of her brain suggested. 'You know, find out why he left, why he came back, and why after all these years.'

Raven sat up quickly after hearing the wise voice in her head, got off the bed, and walked to her door. She now knew what she had to do.

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