Hello once again… The inspiration fairy visited me last night, so here is your update, much, much sooner than I expected!

Nevermoretheraven: LOL is that bad or good?

Madman: Ok ok, here's your update…just don't hurt me! LOL!

Estel-Elf-Lover: I'm glad you like it, and I'm definitely glad that I have given Ray/Rob fics a good name! grins sheepishly

Saiya Woods: It's fine; input is always good! And it's not necessarily Robin who thinks his friends would turn on him, it is that darn voice that is telling him lies. And I didn't mean to make BB sound so mean…he just doesn't really know how to deal with things…basically he either makes a joke or gets mad.

Firefox: LOL yes I know that now…Thanks, I'm glad you like it!

Rinagurl13: I'm glad you liked it…I was kind of worried cuz the last chapter was pretty mean…and yeah I feel bad for Raven…I mean, I know I wrote it that way, but still… Your story is sounding really cool…you approach it in a way that is different from the every day stuff; it makes it more interesting! LOL lets all curse Monday! And I don't care if people think I'm too old for it: Teen Titans Rocks!

Lynx16: Thanks…blush.

Raven of the night 676: I agree with you on that…I didn't mean to make BB sound heartless…he's not that bad for a little pointy-eared green guy.

Strixvaria: I'm glad you like it, and here is the next chap!

Tinkerbellx2: Wow, thanks so much…blushes furiously. Here is the update! Yay!

Frosty1567: LOL that one got me laughing too. Mean, but still funny. I'm in 10th grade, otherwise known as my sophomore year.

Kiddette: Your enthusiasm is much appreciated. Here is your update!

Unicorns-baby: Raven doubted her instincts. A trusted friend (Cyborg) was telling her that she was wrong, and because she loves Robin she listened to him and did what she hoped would be best. When she thought about it, she dismissed her worries as selfish, in that she wanted him to stay with her more than she wanted him to get the help he needed. Never say never, my friend. I considered bringing in Batman; in fact, it was either him or the evil Dr. Mathews, and I chose Mathews, mostly because I know basically nothing about Batman and didn't want to screw up his character. You need wait no longer!

All right then, here we go!

Blinding light pierced his eyes; voices, mixed and muddled beyond recognition; cold metal against his skin…

The room was slowly coming into focus; white walls, white ceiling, white everything: all of it, completely unfamiliar.

"Where am I?" was the first complete thought his sluggish brain kicked out. Nothing made any sense; he couldn't think; his head thudded dully. Fear choked him, fear that he could not explain.

"Think!" Something had happened, something bad… Then it dawned on him.

"Mathews", he mumbled, remembering everything in bits and pieces: the interrogation, Mathews' thugs, losing his mask, a needle…then nothing.

"Sedatives", he muttered. But then, how had he gotten here? Where was here? Why hadn't the titans—? Robin felt a sickening jolt; his friends had deserted him.

"Why are you surprised, my friend? Didn't I tell you this would happen? Your precious little girlfriend is the one who suggested it. She never loved you, Robin. You were merely an annoyance that she disposed of at the first opportunity. She played with you, lead you on, and once she had her fun, she dropped you like the worthless failure that you are."

"NOO!" shrieked Robin, his hands clamped over his ears, writhing and twisting against the iron bars that held him to the bed.

"They betrayed you, Robin. She betrayed you. They're going to lock you away here for the rest of your miserable, pathetic life."

Tears were streaming down Robin's cheeks. "No! She wouldn't!"

"Oh, but she would, Robin. And she did. You gullible fool! She took great pleasure in doing this to you. And who could blame her? You're dangerous, Robin. You're a raving lunatic."

Robin was sobbing now, his whole body shaking and convulsing. "I hate you!!!" he screamed.

The voice chuckled, then laughed. The sound was ringing through his head; it was everywhere, it was pulsing inside his very veins. "Shut up!" he screamed, to nothing and everything at the same time.

000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000

"He's been like this for an hour now, sir", said the nurse mater-of-factly.

"Hmmm", Dr. Mathews muttered, watching Robin as if he was a particularly interesting specimen waiting to be dissected. "This case is much more serious than I suspected." He stood there, stroking his chin and staring in at the great and mighty leader of the Teen Titans; the protector of their city. He chuckled. "Looks more like a lunatic to me", he thought, with a feeling of satisfaction. He had always known that the Titans were merely wacky teenagers with severe mental and emotional trauma.

000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000

"No. This just isn't right. I'm getting him out of there", announced Raven, putting on her cloak and heading for the elevator.

"You don't even know where they've got him. How do you expect to find him? And if you do, how are you going to get him out?" Cyborg called after her, switching tactics since his "this is best" speech was making no impact.

"I don't care! I'll figure it out when I get there!" she shot over her shoulder, shutting the elevator door behind her. She was shocked at the recklessness that had her in its grip. This is the sort of behavior she would expect from Robin, not herself…

Guilt flooded her as she thought of him. She kept replaying it all in her mind, over and over again, every detail…Her heart ached as she heard his cries for her once again. They weren't uttered from his mouth, but from his heart, from his very soul. Her eyes burned with tears that had been trying to fall since last night; he had cried out to her for help, and she had not come.

"I'm coming now!" she though desperately, trying to rid herself of the guilt that was weighing her down, making her droop like a wilted rose. "Hold on, Robin. I'm coming for you!" she cried out into the void, hoping that somehow, her words would reach him.

000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000

"What was that?" mumbled Robin, eyes blurred with tears.

"What was what?" asked the vice.

"I heard something…" Could it have been?

The voice laughed mockingly. "Of course you heard something! You heard me! You will always hear me! I will never go away!"

"No…" Robin had heard her, but…how was that possible?

"Her?" questioned the voice. "Oh, don't tell me…Raven, your little girlfriend? You are even more stupid than I thought. After all she has done to you, you still love her? You still think she'll come to save you? Fool! No one is coming! When will you get that through your thick skull? You are here because she put you here! You're insane, Robin. This is the only place for you."

"But she said…", Robin whispered, the tears back again.

"She said what?" asked the voice coldly.

"She said…she was coming for me…" His heart ached with longing. Could she really be coming? He could see her, every detail perfect: her purple hair falling in her dark purple eyes, her skin white and perfect, a slight smile half-formed on her lips… "Raven!" Her name burst from him; it was in every part of him; his mind, body, and soul were all united in that one, simple word.

000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000

She gasped. "Robin?"

She had heard him, as clearly as though he was standing right next to her. She flew faster now, headed for the huge building that was Dr. Mathews' lair.

As Raven stared at the sheer size of the hospital, reason caught up with her. "How am I going to find him in that?" The odds were too horrible to even calculate, but she couldn't just leave now. She would not fail him again.

000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000

"That's right, Robin. Keep screaming, and we'll see if she comes before someone sedates you", said the voice mockingly.

Robin ignored the voice. She was coming, she had to be coming… "Raven!"

000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000

Raven clung to his voice, using it like a rope connecting her to him. "Come on! Keep talking!" she though, willing Robin to keep calling her. She opened a black portal in the back wall of the building and disappeared inside of it. Raven had a feeling that Mathews would not appreciate her little visit.

000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000

"Oh, look who it is! Remember me, punk?" growled Boris, entering Robin's high security room.

Robin came out of his trance enough to recognize the giant of a man towering over him. He was with Mathews last night…had it been last night? Anger flared in Robin; stared at Boris with pure hatred.

"You've been makin' an awful lot of noise, sonny. The boss doesn't like noise." Boris cracked his knuckles, getting closer and closer to Robin.

A cold sweat broke out on Robin's forehead. He struggled weakly against the three iron bars that pinned him to the bed, but he stopped as pain seared in his arms and legs. He stared down and saw that blood was staining the clean, white sheets he lay on.

Boris guffawed, moving closer until he stood right next to the bed, his face barely an inch from Robin's. "You remember our little argument, punk? 'Cause I've got somethin' to say about that." His fist shot out and punched Robin in the stomach.

Robin coughed as the wind was knocked out of him. Boris hit him again, this time in the face. Stars erupted in front of his eyes as Boris brought his fist smashing once again into his ribs.

Robin choked as he felt nearly mended ribs crack.

Boris straightened up, rubbing his knuckles and grinning as Robin gasped and moaned in pain. "Seeya later, psycho!" he said gleefully, leaving Robin alone in the white room.

Robin fought for consciousness; pain seared through his chest, coming in waves, each one harder to bear. His head pounded, his breath was coming in short gasps.

"So, where is your sweet Raven now, Robin? Do you see her anywhere? No? But she promised she would come take you away!" The voice laughed mirthlessly.

Robin was sinking, falling into an endless black pit. The voice was winning.

000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000

Raven stared at the endless hallway with its endless amount of doors. She had followed Robin's voice here, but she could no longer hear him. She fought down the panic that was paralyzing her mind. If she could just sense him…

There were so many emotions in this place, all fighting each other, vying to be felt. Raven's body pulsed with anger, fear, sadness, pain, loneliness, and, worst of all, a kind of anti-emotion, an emptiness that threatened to overtake her.

Raven withdrew her mind, and she was alone with her own emotion: despair. She tried again to communicate with him, to get him to show her some sign; something, anything…But her voice was just a whisper in a vast, howling storm.

"Ok, then. We do this the old-fashioned way." Raven went from door to door, staring through the window in each. Someone occupied almost all, but none of the faces belonged to Robin. The emptiness of the hallway was unnerving; surely she should have run into someone by now!

When she reached the last door, with still no Robin, Raven almost gave up. But then the sign next to the metal-gated end of the hallway caught her eye: High Security Ward, NO VISITORS.

"We'll see about that." She was on the other side of the door in a twinkling. These rooms were different from those she had already seen; the doors were thicker, and their windows contained bars instead of glass. Also, an access code was needed for each door. This, however, would be no problem for Raven.

Five doors down, she saw him. Her stomach lurched, and she was through the wall and at his side in a matter of seconds. She tried to speak, but the words died in her throat.

Robin was as pale as death, the blood flowing from his swollen nose contrasting sharply with his ghostly white skin. There was a wild look in his blood shot eyes, and his spiky black hair was sticking out in all directions. Blood soaked the sheets where his arms and legs lay.

Raven glared at the cruel metal bars imprisoning Robin. They glowed with black energy, then were bent back easily.

"Robin", she whispered, touching his cheek.

Robin tried to bring her into focus, but she kept blurring and shimmering, like a mirage… "Raven?" he whispered, lifting a violently shaking hand to touch her face. Was she real?

Raven took his hand in both of hers, and held it against her cheek. "Robin, I'm so sorry." A tear fell on his hand.

"Please don't cry", he croaked, smiling weakly at her. She was so beautiful…

These words turned on the faucet. Tears streamed down her face.

"It's ok, Raven."

He was so hurt, and yet he was still trying to protect her, still trying to comfort her… Before she could think, she brought her face close to his and kissed him.

Robin was shocked, and almost pulled away, but then… He relaxed, letting her presence engulf him. He was no longer lost; he had found his purpose…he had found his Raven.

They would have stayed like that, lost in each other, for all eternity…if he had not come.

"I'm afraid visiting hours are over", came a falsely cheerful voice from behind Raven.

First off, I'm sorry! I know this was a very mean chapter…that's why there is also a kissing scene, to lessen the pain. Hope you enjoyed it, and (for real) chapter nine could take awhile to write, so…be patient with me! Later, -Dusty