Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans. But I do own a couch.

Epilogue – Tales For Another Time


It was a quiet evening. A father was sitting on the recliner in his living room. Across from him on the couch were his two children. The older child was a boy in his early teens. And if appearances were any indication, he would mature into a man much like his father. The younger child was a girl who appeared to have just entered the awkward stage between childhood and her teens. Family friends had long pointed out that she took after her mother in appearance.

The children were curled up on either end of the couch, lightly napping. The father was sipping iced tea from a glass. In all, the scene was very much like a Norman Rockwell painting of the American family. Except that the father and boy were both green skinned, and the daughter so pale she was almost white.

"Garfield Logan!" A stern whisper wafted into the room, "What are you doing? Do you know what time it is?"

Garfield Logan, who years before had been known by the world as Beast Boy, set his iced tea down on the table next to his recliner and turned to his left. He saw his wife of nearly fifteen years standing in the doorway. Sitting on the floor next to her was her blue suitcase.

"Hey, Rae, how was Bludhaven? Are Dick and Kori doing well?" Garfield asked as he stood up and walked to his wife.

Raven stepped forward and hugged Garfield. Then she pulled back slightly from the embrace to look him in the eyes, "They're fine, and you're changing the subject." She nodded in the direction of the couch. "What are they doing up? It's past their bedtime."

Garfield smiled. "They were up," he said, "waiting for you to get home. And I figure that staying up past their bedtime once in a while isn't going to kill them. And they seem to be sleeping just fine where they are."

Raven laughed slightly. "So what did the three of you do to pass the time? My flight was nearly an hour late," she said.

"I told them a story," Garfield said.

Raven looked at her husband, clearly skeptical. "A story. Which one?" Raven asked. "When you saved the world from space tofu? Or the one about your amazing grasp of history helping us stop Mad Mod?"

"Neither," Garfield said with a chuckle. "Victor wanted the hear about the hardest thing I ever did as a Teen Titan and then Katie wanted to hear about the hardest thing you ever did as a Titan. So I told them about when I really started getting to know you."

Raven's eyes got bigger in horror for a moment as she asked, "You didn't tell them about our first date, did you?"

"No I didn't," Garfield said. "That's your story to tell. As are how you finally freed yourself from Trigon, and the first time you suggested that we go to the park and play some football. What I told them about was when I first asked you to meditate with me."

As she rested her head against Garfield's shoulder, the barest hint of a smile began to form on the curves of Ravens lips. "I like that story," she said. "It has a happy ending."

"Yes it does," said Garfield. "Tell you what. I'll put your suitcase in the bedroom if you'll help me move those two to bed."

"That would be fine," Raven said. "But you're going to have to let go of me."

"I know. But I don't want to let go," Garfield replied.

"I know," said Raven.

With that, the two - friends, lovers and partners - broke their embrace to put their children to bed.


Author's notes and review responses:

Well, that was fun. And not bad (I hope) for a first fanfic. This came from one of those half-waking dreams where I was wondering what would happen if BB tried one of the things Raven liked. And I rather like the result.

I wanted to tell the story from one point of view. I think that this story works better if we don't know what's going on in the heads of everyone else. Just what they say to BB and how he reacts. Change (at least for me) tends to be a gradual process and I wanted to avoid the "suddenly BB and Raven realize that they love each other" story line that I have seen many times on this site.

The writing about meditation is all based on my personal experience. Your mileage may vary. I have found it to be a calming practice that has had the unintended side effects of allowing me to mature some and argue with others less.

The writing about tea is based on the fact that I imagine Raven would be … particular about her tea. So I did a little research.

Hopefully any grammar errors have been inside of dialog – where they belong. Any other grammar errors you find, please feel free to tell me about. I usually write a chapter and let it sit for a day. Then I read it and make any changes I think it needs. Then I let it sit one more day before a final edit and post. I catch most of the errors that way, but not all of them.

Yes, I do have another story idea that has been rattling around in my head. Hopefully I'll get it out in a week or so.

Finally, I would like to thank all the people who have read this and reviewed. I spent a bit of time as a lurker on before writing this and now I wish that I had reviewed every story that I liked – and a few that I thought could have been better.

Peace.