Disclaimer: I don't own the titans. I love them and own comics and action figures and etc. Yeah. Not yours, not mine, unless you are a DC rep. Then they are yours. –Jaz
Cyborg walked into the tower late that night, stretching with a yawn. A confused look crossed his face when he saw the bright glow of the television. Shaking his head at the irresponsible person that left the power on, he went over and turned it off. He laid the remote down on the couch next to a foot.
Jay was fast asleep, oblivious to anyone's presence. He smiled, watching her sleep with the realization that it had been years since they had been under the same roof at night. He bent down picking her up.
"C'mon, Jay-jay. It's time to go to sleep."
"I wanna stay up and watch the news with you, Daddy," Jay mumbled in her sleep.
"News is over, Jay, bedtime," Cyborg responded softly.
Her eyes fluttered open, looking at him for a few seconds, trying to figure out what was going on. "Vic," she finally said. "When'd you get back?"
"A few minutes ago. You were asleep on the couch." He opened the door to her room, going in. He laid her down on the bed gently. "Go to sleep. Tomorrow we'll do whatever you want.
Jay let out a smile, pulling her blanket up around her chin. "Good. I need some maternity clothes.
This made Cyborg smile. "Your figure's not bad. Not bad at all." He kissed her forehead and left.