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Blah blah blah, chapter eleven, blah blah blah. Wee hee! I'm liking writing this fic. Yay! Enjoy! Thanks for the kind reviews, you guys!

Yay! There was a lot of horrible drama in this chapter but I made it less dramatic and…less horrible. I redid this chapter three times. Originally, Raven…(gasp) died! But, I have decided to be un-evil, and so she won't. Bad stuff doesn't happen to her now. I completely rewrote it.

I saw 'Titans East pt 2', and I am so glad about the way it ended. Yay! I feel so fuzzy inside.

Note to Snow Werewolf: The reviews were most certainly not annoying. I loved getting them. Thanks!

BB's dream in this chapter involves symbolism. Very obvious symbolism. Yay!

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Beast Boy sighed contentedly. It was evening, The Holy Grail was playing (hilarity! That movie random fun. Monty Python is the awesomeness), and everyone seemed to be at peace. There was a relative calm over the Tower for the first time since before Terra's death. The depression wasn't bothering Beast Boy quite as much as usual. He could ignore it. He decided that maybe he was starting to accept Terra's death, and the thought made him feel slightly guilty, but relieved at the same time. He was keeping his ever-present feelings for Raven out of his mind pretty successfully.

Beast Boy was grateful. If it weren't for Raven, he would be dead right now. He also would never have been able to recover this much of his normal self, nor would he have been able to tell himself that he was glad to be alive and actually believe it. He glanced at her, and then when he went to turn his eyes back to the tv screen, he couldn't. He stared, transfixed, at Raven, slightly in surprise. Yes, had always thought she was attractive, he had noticed right from the beginning that she was pretty. But he had never really noticed that she was completely and utterly undeniably gorgeous. There was a darkness about her beauty, something mysterious and desperate. He could have kicked himself for never realizing it.

"What are you staring at?" asked a deadpan voice, and he realized that it was Raven. He had been so affixed that he hadn't even noticed that she was looking back at him. Her deep purple eyes were watching him questioningly. He felt himself beginning to blush under that stare.

"Uh…nothing," he said, quickly averting his eyes. Raven shrugged and looked back at the screen, trying to convince herself that she wasn't slightly flattered by the way he had been staring.

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Beast Boy shot up in bed, looking around his dark bedroom, his eyes wide with terror and his breaths mere gasps. He clutched two handfuls of blanket up to his face in an almost childlike response to the tide of emotions he was feeling. He gave a slight whimper like a wounded puppy, clutching the covers under his chin, and then felt very foolish. He slipped out of bed finally and walked quickly down the dark hallway.

He had had the dream again, only this time it had been more terrible than he ever could have imagined before. This time, as Terra was dying, her face had suddenly become Raven's. And somehow, he had gotten the impression that he was responsible for her death, even though he had watched Terra's sister (who had looked relatively human this time) kill her.

Beast Boy reached the living room and crawled onto the couch, hugging his knees up against himself and staring around the room like a frightened child. He wasn't even sure why he had come in here. He had just needed to leave that room. He felt extremely alone as he sat there, more alone than he had ever felt in his life. He whimpered again. The feeling was back again. That horrible, despairing feeling that traveled from his chest to his stomach and to every inch of his body in small waves. That feeling that made his eyes burn constantly and his throat ragged and dry. All of his good, natural feelings had been shattered as suddenly as glass. He took several deep breaths, aware that as he breathed the emotion was dulled a bit, because this feeling was almost physical. He felt like this for Terra and for Raven, though nothing had happened to Raven in reality. Something had happened to her in his dream, though, and that was quite bad enough. It felt like his organs were being pulled out of his mouth and the stupid, evil, shameful tears were acid on the rims of his eyes. He could feel them running over and wiped them away fiercely. Titans don't cry he told himself sternly, crawling forward off of the couch. He hated to feel so alone. He needed someone here with him. He needed someone to tell him it was going to be alright. He stood up and headed shakily back down the hallway. As he realized where he was heading, he was slightly surprised but kept going. When he reached the door that he knew even in the dark belonged to Raven, he knocked softly.

"Raven?" he croaked, his voice sounding small and weak in his own ears. He kept knocking, a bit harder now. He was so desperate for someone to hear him.

Inside the room, the violet-haired teenager sighed and sat up, slightly irritated to be drawn from her sleep. Who could possibly be knocking on her door in the middle of the night? If it was Starfire coming to ask a question about some random nighttime thing, Raven decided she just might have to knock her flat.

"Who's there?" she called, slightly exasperated.

"Beast Boy," came an unsteady voice from the other side of the door. Raven wondered what could possibly be the matter this time as she crawled reluctantly from the comfort of her warm covers and walked over to the door. It slid open.

"Yes?" she asked, slightly irritated, before she saw the wide, anxious eyes peering at her out of the dark. The look in those eyes made her shiver. "Beast Boy, what happened?"

"Dream," he muttered, and she understood immediately what he meant. "Only this time…it was…worse."

"Oh," Raven said, placing a sympathetic hand on his shoulder. "Come on." she steered him gently over to her bed and he sat down. She sat down too and pulled her legs up underneath her, sitting cross-legged. "Now, what happened?" she asked.

Beast Boy took several breaths. "I had the dream again, only this time Terra didn't die…you did." he sounded absolutely horrified to be even uttering these words. Raven looked at him in surprise, as though he had just said something she had never heard before.

"Me?" she asked questioningly, cocking her head slightly. BB nodded.

"Yeah, you. It was…horrible." he shuddered. "I almost threw up." he was shaking now. "When I think about everything it just…arg."

Raven was slightly surprised that he had come to her for comfort, for some reason. Yes, she had been the one helping him to feel better in these situations lately, but she was surprised all the same. She imagined how he must have felt, dreaming of the death of another one of his close friends. It must have been terrible for him to wake up so alone after such a nightmare. She felt vaguely like a mother being awakened by her frightened child. Only this situation was much different, because as she looked at him her heart started to move a bit faster, and she cursed at herself mentally. Beast Boy's deep green eyes were watching her, an unreadable look in them. He looked so unbelievably helpless once more.

"I'm sorry," Raven murmured. "It's a horrible feeling, seeing one of your friends…dying like that, isn't it?"

Beast Boy nodded, still shaking. Raven felt terrible for him. She knew exactly how he felt. She had felt exactly the same way when she had seen him bleeding on the bathroom floor. Raven uncrossed her legs and sat on her knees, leaning forward and slipping her arms around him. He returned quite thankfully to the warm, surprising embrace that had kept him sane the last time he had felt like this; so helpless. Raven tried not to allow her heart to beat out of control as she held him close, tried not to feel this strange, tearing feeling in her throat that made her want to cry for his pain. She had had these feelings for him locked away inside since before she could remember, she realized now. She just hadn't been able to admit it fully to herself. And even as she kept denying it repeatedly, she was realizing that maybe these feelings were escalating into something more than simple attraction

"It's OK, Beast Boy," Raven told him gently, looking at him with a very sad look on her face, and something very much like empathy. And as shehugged at him, she realized just how hard it was going to be to resist these emotions. She wondered if she could ignore them for much longer.Maybe they would go away. Well, until they did, she could at least comfort him and still try tofeel like just a friend comforting a friend.

"Thanks Raven," BB said, lifting his head from her shoulder and smiling slightly. That simple, tiny smile made Raven want to melt inside and she quickly resisted the impulse to latch onto him tightly and never let go.

"No problem," she said quietly. She paused, and then gave a light sigh, pulling away from him. If she allowed herself to touch him for much longer, she thought she might burst, lose all control over everything and destroy the entire tower. Or would she? Was Starfire right? Could she allow herself to feel this...attraction without any horrible consequences? Well, at the moment, she wasn't going to try and find out.

She didn't think she could handle it right now.

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Wow, I'm sorry if that was boring. But I had to write the dream thing...kind of to show the improtance of Raven to BB.