Author's Note:
Thanks to everyone who readreview! I'm really sorry for not writing lately, I got a severe case of writer's block! Fourtunately, a good sumarian helped me out. (To-the-max, that's you!) He's given me a great ending scenario. I decided to tweak it just a tad, so even my co-author won't know EXACTLY what's going to happen. There is also a story that inspired the dialog part of this chapter. I'm pretty sure its called "Girl talk". Thank you for that quip of inspiration! And once again, thanks to all who are reading this!

Chapter 18: Familiar sender When we got home, on the doorstep was a huge crate. On it, were black stenciled letters that said, "MAIL"
Beast Boy ran up to it saying, "Dude! Fanmail!!"
The rest of the titans waited as Cyborg lifted it with difficulty and brought it inside. The second he set it down Beast Boy swiftly turned into a gorrilla and pulled the top of the crate off, nails and all. Most of the letters were adressed to Starfire and Robin, but an also large amount were to Cyborg and Beast Boy. Raven only got a single letter and after she had picked it up, she went to her room. I went to mine, knowing that I wouldn't get any mail; I had basically just become a titan. I turned on my radio, and tuned it to a local station. I closed my eyes and laid on the faux white fur rug on my floor, letting the song encompass me. It felt good not to have to worry about anything.

(Raven's POV)
I sat on my bed, and opened my letter. It was sad how everyone else got piles and piles, and I only got one sorry little envelope. I slid my finger under the seal and took the peice of folded paper out, and began to read.
"Raven-
You and Beast Boy should-"
I stopped reading and folded it into a tiny square and mentally held it over a lit candle. 'Yeah. Right'
When the tiny flame had finally eaten the letter, I walked to the main room, where everyone was reading their fanmail, except for Alexiel. Apparantly, she had gone to her room after I had. "What'd your letter say, Raven?" Cyborg asked.
The other three titans turned away from their mail to wait for my response.
"Nothing of importance."
Robin stood and walked towards me, with two letters in his hand. "Will you give these to Alexiel?"
I walked away, hoping that her notes were better than mine.

(Alexiel's POV) My serenity was short-lived. When the song had finally gotten to the chorus, someone knocked on the door. I cast my senses, and found that it was Raven. 'Weird.... she never goes to other people's rooms'
I turned off the radio and got to my feet. I opened my door for her, and she let herself in. I walked back over to my rug and sat back down, indian-style. She did the same. "These are for you...." She trailed off, but extended two letters to me. I gratefully took them, and smiled.
"I wonder who sent them?" I said.
I looked at the first one. It's evelope was adressed in blue crayon and the handwriting was sloppy, like a kid's. I flipped it over and broke the seal. It said:
"Dear Alexiel,
My name is Jenny Buchanan. I am seven. I want too be just like you wen I grow up. You are so pretty. Maybe Cyborg or Beast Boy or Robin thinks so too? What is your favorite color. Have you always been a titan. Cuz i just started to see you on the news. please dont forget too write me a letter back.
From,
Jenny."

"Awww... that's such a cute letter! I'll have to write her back. She even put her school picture in there! She's missing her two front teeth. How cute." I said.
"Oh yeah. She's a cutie alright." Raven said without feeling.
That made me smile less. I handed the letter to Raven. When she got to the part that mentioned the guys, I saw her eyebrows shoot up. The eye of my teddybear shot off it's tiny teddy bear head and richocheted off the ceiling, hitting me square in the temple. "OW! That really stings!"
"Sorry. Did you read the part that she talked about the guys?"
"Yeah, but she's only seven. She doesn't know."
Starfire walked in and sat down next to me and Raven. "Did you get mail from our fans also?"
I held up the letter we had just finished talking about. Star giggled.

Star:"Do you ever think about what will happen when we are adults?"
Raven:"I try not to."
Me:"Why not?"
Raven:"I don't think I'll be doing what I do now, that's for sure."
Star:"Then what is it that you think you will be doing?"
Raven: "Something else. Why? What do you see yourself doing?"
Star: "I believe that I will be a mother."

That made me and Raven laugh uncontrollably. I tried to talk through the laughter, but it was really hard. Me: "And who.. giggle do you think....snort will be the father?! more laughter
Starfire was unfazed.
Star: "I don't know yet. What do see yourself doing?"
Raven returned to her unfeeling face, and pulled the hood of her cloak over her head, saying nothing.

(Raven's POV)

Alexiel: "I don't think that I will ever settle down with someone. But hey. Who knows?"
Yeah. She better not.
Me: "I'm not the mother type....or the family type, for that matter.... I kinda didn't have a Brady Bunch kind of family..."
Starfire: "Do you believe in romance at all?"
Me: "Emotions are very dangerous. And, in any case, romance seems highly impractical. Plus, where would you find a guy that is boyfriend-material?"
Starfire: "Does that mean that you do not consider our friends to be sufficient material?"
I surpressed a snort. Alexiel grinned and thought to me, 'Well? Beast Boy does seem to have the hots for you'
"He does not! What are you talking about?" I blurted.
"Did I miss something?" Starfire asked.
I thought about what Alexiel had said. Now that I thought about it, maybe he did. But it wasn't like I could do anything about it. I couldn't feel. And he knew that. 'Romance leads only to trouble. You can't.' I thought. I changed the subject, embarassed that I had entertained the thought.
Me: "Didn't you get another letter?"
(Alexiel's POV)
Me: "Oh, yeah."
I picked up the letter. The envelope was printed. It said only the essentials:
"Alexiel Sparrow Titan Tower Jump City, RL 71025"
There was no return adress. I flipped it over. On the back, was a wax seal. In the seal, there was an impression. A very familiar symbol had been pressed in the wax when it had been warm. A very, very familar symbol.

So, Erin. (Yeah. I'm talking to you.) Exciting enough for you. It had better be. Sorry for the cliffhanger, but you know. Gotta keep you wanting more. It's the way of life, get used to it. But, since I'm nice, I will give you an idea about the next chapter the name of the next chapter COULD be "Threats".
Sweet dreams!