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Chapter 4: New Resolve.

I can't get it out of my mind. I was dead. I was gone. For how long I do not know, but I was gone.

'I'm so scared.'

I've never been afraid of death. Well… I've never been afraid of my own death. I am willing to risk my own life if it would help someone else, but I'm always afraid. I'm afraid that I'll make a stupid mistake that will cost the life of someone else, especially Raven. If I were to ever hurt her, I would never forgive myself.

'I'm hurting her now.'

I've always thought that Raven was so strong. She's spent her life repressing her emotions. She had to. If she ever showed them, she would inadvertently cause destruction. Now, she seems so broken. She's still crying. I'm hurting her, and it hurts me to know that I'm powerless to make it better.

I don't know the extent of her feelings for me, but I do know that she feels something. She would not be so broken up if she didn't feel anything toward me. I can only hope that what she feels is more than friendship. No matter how she feels, though, I have to stop hurting her. I have to get better. I have to wake up, for her.

"Raven," I hear Robin's voice near me, "why don't you go and get some breakfast? I'll watch Beast Boy while you're gone."

Raven's sobs slowly die down. I hear her struggle to regain her lost composure. "Thank you." Her footsteps grow softer until I hear her swiftly turn around. "Oh, and Robin."

"Yes?"

"If you tell anyone that I was crying, I will transport you to a dimension that will make you think you never knew real pain."

"Y-You can do that?"

"Do you really want to find out?"

"Point taken."

"Good. I will return shortly."

Silence is all that follows for about 964 seconds (I've gotten quite good at counting seconds).

"Beast Boy, you sure have good taste in women," I hear Robin say sarcastically.

'What does he mean by that?'

"Yeah, I know you're in love with Raven."

'DOES EVERYONE KNOW ABOUT THAT?'

"Your jealousy of Malchior gave you away. It was obvious to me, but Starfire and Cyborg aren't as perceptive as I am."

'Your not very perceptive either, Robin, especially when it comes to Starfire. You don't know that Starfire already knew about how I felt about Raven, and you don't know that Starfire is in love with you. Idiot.'

"They're also not taking this very well. Starfire stayed up all night crying. She hasn't stopped yet. Yesterday, she was so sure that you'd get through this. Now, she's acting like you're already dead. Cyborg has… well… he's linked all your monitors to his systems. He's just sitting on the couch, going over every piece of data that is fed to him. I don't know what he's hoping to find, but I do know that he won't stop until he finds it. Raven, however, is a different story. Out of all the Titans, I didn't think your coma would affect her the most. I think I know what is going on, though. Just like it was obvious to me how you felt, I know that Raven is in –"

"Do not dare finish that sentence," I hear Raven yell angrily.

"Raven! I was just… uh-"

"-going to comfort Starfire."

"Yeah! That's it. See ya, Raven."

'That's twice, now!' I mentally yell as I hear Robin run out of the room. 'I've been robbed of the chance to learn how Raven feels about me twice. If there is another opportunity, it better not be interrupted.'

I hear Raven rush to my side. She quickly clasps my hand to her heart.

'She's trying so hard to keep a brave face on when others are around, but when we're alone, she just so broken up. Is this how she acts every time she retreats into her room to be alone? No one should carry any burden by themselves. If I make it through this, I will try to be there for her, if she needs me.'

"I need you to promise me something, Beast Boy. Promise me that you'll wake up soon."

'I don't have any power over what happens, Raven. I wish I could, but I can't promise you that I'll be okay.'

"I've been thinking," I hear Raven say, "about all the times we've spent together. I've been thinking about both the good times and the bad. I've especially been thinking about all the times I have had to struggle to hold back the laughter at one of your jokes."

'I knew I was funny!' I mentally yell in triumph.

"I keep thinking about all the sarcasm and insults I've directed towards you over the years." I hear raven begin to cry. "You must hate me."

'No! Raven I love you.'

"I'm so sorry. I'm sorry for pushing you away. I'm sorry for being so mean to you when you've been so nice."

'You don't have to apologize, Raven.'

"Now, I may never get to tell you."

'Tell me what?'

"I've wanted to tell you haw I feel for a long time, now."

'Oh, God, please tell me that you love me. Tell me that you like me. I'll even accept that I'm not entirely unpleasant to be around.'

"Beast Boy, I think I lo-"

"Raven," Starfire's muffled voice echoes through the door, "are you in there?"

'Damn it! That's three times now! Go away, Starfire.'

"Yes, Starfire," I hear Raven reply. I can tell that she is trying her best to cover up that she was crying. "do you need something?"

"I was just wondering about your whereabouts. Since you are in there, though, can you tell me if there is any change in Beast Boy?"

There is a long silence. I can hear Raven continue to struggle to hold back the tears. "There is no change."

"That is… unfortunate." There is another long silence. I can hear that Starfire can not fight sadness as well as Raven can. Her next sentences are almost not understandable. "Goodbye, Raven. Please try and get some rest tonight."

"Maybe I can spare a few hours since Cyborg is always watching your condition," Raven says to me.

There is another silence. I hear Raven lean closer to me. I can feel her breath on my face.

"But first –"

She doesn't finish her own sentence. Instead, she gently kisses me.

'SHE'S KISSING ME, and… I still can't move. If I could kiss her back, this would be heaven.'

I feel her slowly… VERY SLOWLY… pull away and whisper a short phrase.

"I love you, Garfield Logan."

'I'd better survive this coma. There's too much waiting for me. There's one thing that I need to do. I need to tell her that I love her too.'