Important: THIS IS THE SECOND TIME I UPLOADED THIS, THE FIRST ONE WAS AN OLDER REALLY BAD NOT LOOKED OVER FIRST DRAFT. THIS IS CLOSER TO WHAT IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN, SORRY FOR MISTAKE.

Authors Note: Thank you for your reviews, I do take them to heart. This chapter is a little short but I hope you are pleased by it. The third chapter is already on the way and I'm actually really excited about this story because it's my first fan fiction. PLEASE REVIEW!

Ch.2

A cool cloth gently slides across Robin's forehead arousing him from torpor. With great effort, he trudges open his heavy eyelids. The figure of what, he thinks, is an angel emerges before him. A dim light carefully caresses her face, as her fragrance playfully wisps around his nose. Yes, his senses are blurred, but it didn't affect his angel's beauty.

Staring hard into her gleaming emerald eyes, he drifts away. There were no thoughts in his mind that weren't of this divine being. He was in a spiritual high, like none he had ever felt before. Her spell was catching hold of him. He felt what enegy he had quickly leave. No, he couldn't go. He had to tell her, but...

"Beautiful..." whispered Robin. Her spell dominates him, his body gives up. He is sleeping once more.

Starfire eyes shot open in shock with these words. She didn't know how or what to think and was caught completely off guard. Did Robin really think she was beautiful? With great effort, she dismissed it, assuming he was delusional from fever. Not to mention right now wasn't the time to think of such things.

"Robin, be alright."

A stray tear slides down her cheek landing on Robin's head, witch lay in her lap. Gently wiping the tear off of his forehead she put her hand in his. Robin looked so fragile in this state. He was extremely pale, quivering and laced with sweat. His upper body was bare except for blood stained bandages around his rib cage and neck. More of the red liquid would find its way out of Robin's mouth. The amount of internal bleeding he suffers from is critical.

She looks at Robin's shirt and cape witch were thrown on the floor when he was brought in. It's shredded and drenched with blood, Robin's blood. Furious and grief stricken she is unable to look at it any longer. Starfire carefully pulled the blanket covering Robin's legs over his shoulders, hopping it would help the shakes.

"Starfire, maybe you should get some rest." Ravens voice was its usual monotone self, but her eyes told the truth. None of them have ever been this severely injured before. For all they knew, Robin might not make the night.

Cyborg and Beast Boy were taking it just as bad as Raven. None of them found it easy being around Robin. The sight of him so near death hurt them, almost crippled them. So they avoided the room, though they were never far.

Starfire weakly raised her head to face Raven and managed to say "Thank you, but I do not wish to leave Robin."

"You can't help Robin if you get sick." It pained her to see Star like this. It was almost as though she blamed herself. Witch of course is ridiculous, there was nothing any of them could do, nothing!

"I am well Raven, do not worry." Starfire's gazed turned to the floor, her head quivering. Raven could hear her faint sobs.

"Starfire?"

Right then Starfire's head snapped up, her eyes an auroral green. Raven could feel the pulsing fury intensely emanating from her friend. The furniture in the room started to tremor.

"Raven, who caused harm to Robin!?"

"I don't know." She said sadly.

"You found him!"

"Yes, but at the base of the tower. Someone must have brought him here. Now Starfire, please calm down."

Star's eyes instantly return to normal as tears start to descend.

"I... I just don't know what to do!"

Raven only nodded, and then started for the door. Looking over her shoulder she said, "If anyone can bring him back Star, it's you." With that she left.

Starfire remained with Robin for the night, subconsciously playing with his hair, her hand in his, until she too fell asleep.