Hey everyone!!! Sorry for taking so long for this chapter, I had it written already but I've been moving and my computer was all messed up and I only figured out where word was last night. This chapter deals with Alex's past. Also, a bit of a love interest begins to show... but not in the best way possible...

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Alex paced through her room, her bare feet gliding across the cold black tile. The only light penetrating her room was the dull, pulsating light from her computer. It had been two days since she last saw or heard from the Titans. Two days since she saw them broken... two days since she saw them defeated... two days since she caused them to be defeated. Alex glanced worriedly at the computer, hoping for a sign from the Titans, but they remained off-line. She hadn't heard from them since the fight, and she hadn't gotten a wink of sleep either.

"They can't be hurt to badly, can they?" She wondered, chewing on her lower lip and staring at the ceiling. The clock clicked, showing it was 2:30 in the morning. "Maybe I should go to the tower and see-" she shook her head, cutting herself off. It was too dangerous, she could get caught. What if someone went up to check up on her?

"But Slade trusts me..." She murmured, "He wouldn't have anyone check up on me..." She grinned, and idea popping into her mind.

"But if he does, no one will have a clue I'm gone."

Alex flicked off the computer, then rushed across the room, turning on the TV, putting the volume on low. Any one who had ever had Alex over for the night knew she couldn't sleep without MTV's music blaring it's way into her unconscious mind. She threw a book about UFOs down on the floor by the bed. Another fact about Alex that most people knew was that she usually fell asleep reading about UFOs or ghosts or other paranormal things.

Alex looked at the room. Convincing, but the bed was all wrong. It was obvious she wasn't there. Alex shoved two pillows wrapped in an electric blanket under the comforter and shaped it to look like her when she was sleeping. Alex grinned it would look like she was there, and be warm like she was there. Perfect.

Alex tiptoed into her closet, trying not to wake up Jinx, whose room was right across from her, or especially Gizmo, who not only was a very light sleeper, but also had the room directly below hers. She couldn't very well wake one of them up when she was "sleeping".

She stared at the clothes in her closet. She couldn't go in her costume... if anyone saw her, she would instantly be recognized. She couldn't go in her pajama's either... that would just be weird. She shoved aside a few skirts, and to her dismay, she couldn't find anything but her costume and a wrinkled pair of cargo's that had a pizza stain on them. She groaned. Her pajama's would have to do. She sighed, then walked over to the window, and orbed to the tower.

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Alex landed just inside the tower, her bare feet skimming across the tiled floor.

"Oh great." she muttered, looking down at her feet. She had forgotten shoes. She shrugged and made her way up the stairs, remembering how a mere two months ago, she too had lived here. She walked down the hall, stopping in front of Robin's room, her hand resting on the doorknob. She looked wistfully across the hall at the room that had once been hers. Her hand slipped off Robin's door knob and she stepped into her old room closing the door behind her. She clicked on the light, smiling. She had only lived here for 3 months, but the room felt more like a home to her than any of the 4 apartments she had lived in.

Alex sighed, looking at the dreamy purple and black room the titans had prepared for her and smiled. It wasn't as big as any of the other Titans' rooms, and she did have to share Raven's bathroom, but she loved it nonetheless.

She walked across the room and sat on her bed, leaning her head against the wall, wondering what her life would be like if she had never run away to Gothem City. She closed her eyes, soaking in the only home she had ever had.

Alex's father had died before she was born, so she never met him. Her mother had never wanted to talk about him, so she knew nothing about him. She didn't even have a photo. Her mother had once been a very confident strong person... or so she heard, but her mother had lost any confidence she had when her husband died.

Alex remembered how absent minded her mother was, never remembering to do anything necessary for Alex. How many times had she waited outside school for hours? How many times had she had to walk home in the rain? How many times had her mother forgotten to pay the electric bill.... in the winter?

It wasn't until she was 10 that her mother remarried. How she even remembered the date of her wedding was a mystery to Alex. Tony was her step-father's name. Alex shuddered, remembering Tony's temper... how he used to get so angry if one little thing went wrong...

A tear worked it's way down Alex's face. She used to hide in her dusty old closet praying he wouldn't find her. He always did though... he always did.

Alex reached up touching her right eye... the eye with the scar through it... the eye she would never see with again. She remembered that day... the anger, the blood, the darkness, the fear. Her mother hadn't ever noticed. Bitter anger coursed through her body.

When she turned 13, her life changed forever. Something was terribly wrong with her. She would destroy things without meaning to. She would hurt innocent people. Sometimes she would just disappear for hours at a time. She couldn't see her body... she couldn't feel. She could make things move, and in her anger, she did it without control. She was scared. She was hurting people... she even killed someone... she killed her own mother. She hadn't meant to, she didn't know what had happened... but she knew she couldn't stay there. She could never go back there again.

Tears ran down her face. Her mother wasn't a good mother, she was a terrible mother, but she loved Alex, and Alex loved her.

After that, Alex had run away, but no matter where she went, something horrible happened. She made few friends, but the ones she did make where harmed by her. She knew she had to control what she was doing, but she didn't know how.

Last summer, when she had just turned 14, she met Raven... only Raven. Raven had helped her control her powers and eventually introduced her to the Titans who had become her family. She swallowed. Once again she had done something to the ones she cared about, to the ones she loved.

Tears fell freely down her cheeks. It was all her fault... all her fault.

Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder. She opened her tear filled eyes to find Beastboy in front of her. (Amy's input: you thought it was Robin, didn't ch'a? Didn't ch'a??? MUAHAHAHA!)

"What's wrong?" Beastboy asked, his eyes filed with concern as he sat next to her, "Are you ok? Did they figure you out?"

Alex sniveled, swallowing her tears. "No... I was worried about you... you guys never IMed me..."

"Oh... That... erm, that's 'cause I kinda.... erm.... broke the computer..." Beastboy said sheepishly.

Alex closed her eyes, trying to erase the past, imagining she didn't exist. Suddenly she felt Beastboy's arm around her.

"It's ok to cry... I've had a bad life too."

Alex gave into her misery, leaning her head on Beastboy's shoulder. Someone finally understood... someone finally cared... she wasn't alone.

Beastboy put his arms around her, and she just sat there, trying to heal. Neither of them noticed the door opening, nor did they notice the person who slipped in. Neither were aware of anything untill the figure ran out of the room slamming the door.

"Wha- Who was that?" Alex asked alarmed.

"I dunno... let's go see."

The two tiptoed out of the room, looking about. Robin's door was ajar in front of them.

"Robin." She said, glancing down the hall.

"Is he in a bad mood or something? He didn't even say hi to you."

"More than likely. But who knows?"

Beastboy shrugged and followed Alex down the hall, down the stairs, and into the living room.

"Robin..?" she called softly, "You there?"

Silence.

"YO! ROBI-" Beastboy began before Alex clapped her hand over his mouth.

"Shhhhh!" She hissed, "you'll wake up everybody else." She walked into the kitchen with Beastboy, who had turned into a dog, at her heels. "Come on Robin, Talk to me."

"You ought to go back. You'll get caught." Spoke Robin's voice from the shadows with an unusual coldness.

Alex looked at beastboy with confusion in her eyes. Beastboy morphed back into a human and stood beside her.

"He's been like this ever since the fight. Did you knock out his brain?" Beastboy whispered.

Alex gave him a where-is-your-common-sense look.

"What?" He whined.

Alex sighed, then walked over to Robin. "What's wrong?" She asked, concerned.

"Nothing. I'm fine."

"You can tell me..."

"No, I can't." He stepped out of the shadows, "You're too busy with you're boyfriend. No go before you get caught!"

"He's not-" Alex began.

"GO!" Robin shouted.

Alex looked at him with pain in her eyes. "I came because I was worried abou-"

"WE'RE FINE! NOW, GO!!!"

Alex looked at him, angry. He was her family, she cared about him! She walked out the door, but before closing it, she shouted, "HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND BUT AT LEAST HE CARES MORE ABOUT ME THAN YOU DO!!" She slammed the door and orbed home, misery mixed with anger coursing through her.

She didn't see the broken person she left behind.