They all rushed forward, and found Dragon slumped over the kitchen table.
Robin pushed Dragon into sitting position, but when he took his hand away, it was covered with blood.
On the front of Dragon's shirt was a large, dark wet patch.
The team just thought it was from the rain, but on closer inspection it turned out to be blood.
They lifted up his shirt, and discovered a huge, ugly wound, just under where his heart should be.
"This must be why he needed help," stated Beastboy.
Dragon was heavier than he looked, so everyone had to join in to lift him onto the stretcher, except Arrow, who hung back, her face difficult to read.
In the infirmary Robin concentrated on dressing Dragon's wounds. Robin, although usually hesitant with new people, found himself trusting Dragon and believing his story.
After the wound was bandaged, Dragon regained consciousness in a couple of minutes.
"I'm sorry…I…don't know what happened…" he said, still slightly groggy.
"This happened," said Raven, pointing to Dragon's bandages.
"Oh yeah. Ha. I'd forgotten about that. Kind of ironic, really."
Raven didn't ask what he meant, but she wondered.
After a moments pause, Dragon continued, half talking to himself. "You know, first this happens, then I meet Arrow again. It's like…something's going to happen. Well, duh, Dragon. Poor Arrow. Poor, poor Arrow. Don't think she'd want my sympathy though. Don't think she'd want my anything, really…"
He petered off, his thoughts silent again.
Robin glanced at the rest of the team and then sat down next to Dragon. "What happened Dragon? I thought you said you were practically indestructible?"
"Practically being the key word there. Ask Arrow. She'll know."
At that, Dragon closed his eyes, as if dismissing everyone.
"I'll stay here and watch over him," said Cyborg, "you guys go get the info from Arrow."
Robin nodded, and beckoned for the team to file past him.
When Starfire passed him, she grabbed Robin's hand and put it around her waist. He smiled at her, and they walked out together.
When they got back to the main room, they found Arrow sitting down, staring blankly into space.
Beastboy cleared his throat to get her attention. She turned around to look at them, and they were surprised by a look of complete horror on her face.
As if she knew why they were there, she started. "He can only be hurt or killed by someone who he has, directly…killed. And the only person I know of is…"
"The witch," Robin finished for her. She nodded, soundlessly.
"Dude." Our little green friend gave his helpful contribution.
Surprisingly, Arrow's face broke into a broad grin. "That's probably the best way to describe it."
"I'm really tired. I think I'll turn in for tonight. Night guys."
Arrow walked steadily out of the room, without looking back.
"Yeah," said Robin rubbing the back of his head. "It's been a long day. You coming Star?" Starfire nodded and walked towards her room.
This left Raven and Beastboy.
Neither of them seemed to realize they were alone together, as they were both caught up in their own thoughts.
Suddenly Beastboy broke the calm, unusually mature. "I feel so sorry for Arrow. But, I do trust Dragon. I can understand what he means, how he feels. After Terra…"
Raven nodded, not needing Beastboy to finish the sentence. "I know. It's hard BB."
She laid a comforting hand on his shoulder.
They stayed like this; Beastboy could feel the heat coming from Raven's delicate hand as he stared into her deep, amethyst eyes.
As Raven looked into his forest green eyes, she unconsciously rubbed the back of her hand against his cheek.
Suddenly, Cyborg must have dropped something in the infirmary, and the sound cut crudely through the delicate silence.
Raven's eyes widened and she snatched her hand away. Pulling her hood up, she left the room without a word.
Beastboy stayed a moment, and then he softly felt the place on his cheek where Raven had touched him. Sighing, he left the room.