II.-

When I arrived to the comunicator, Cyborg was already there. It didn't surprise me, but he did seem surprised to see me. I understood his surprise when the rest arrived, all wearing their costumes. Of course, I was still in my underwear.

"Hey, Rob", Beast Boy also noticed, so he had to point it out. "is your uniform in the laundry?"

"I... well..."

"I was already up and in the kitchen" was not so dificult to say, but, for some reason, I just didn't felt like let them know I was woken up by nightmares just to fight my best friend.

"Don't tease the boy, Gar" Said Cyborg while he tried to get the signal that had arose our alarm. "He's so comitted he didn't loose time dressing up to see what was going on." Victor turned and smiled at him. "Wich makes me wonder if you sleep with your mask on, kid."

I shrugged, embarrassment filling all of my pores.

"Just a bad habit."

Then he turned to the comunicator and I felt free of the overwhelming bashfulness of being the good pupil. I mean, I love praise like everyone else, specially when I deserve it. And truth was I had forgotten completely I was undressed.

So, to think about anything else, I looked around while Vic fought the com.

Bart was eyeing me, wich meant he knew I never forgot to put the costume but was not going to say a thing, not yet. Cassie, on the other hand, looked as if she was trying not to stare too much at me. Loony Tunes undies made her uncomfortable, uh? Girls. It figured.

The static that was coming out of the com subsided, bringing me back to reality, and, finally, we got an image. An image and a voice.

I forgot about my Daffy Duck pants again, as I'm sure did the rest of us.

There on the screen was a face we knew too well. At least some of us.

"Shzzzt... llo, Young Justice." Said Harm, smiling like the crazy psycho he was. "... shhzztzzt... find you wherever you are hidding now and then I will make you pay. I miss you all, specially m... shzzzzt... ter. Don't be strangers!"

The comunication ended suddenly with some more static on the screen. We were all silent while Vic turned the communicator off.

"Young Justice?" He asked, turning to us, the three younger members. "Just who the heck was this guy?"

"He is Harm." Said Cassie. "And we though we had got ridden fo him."

"But obviously he is not dead."

"Yes, he is."

Bart was always quicker than any of us.

The Titans looked a little perplexed.

Cassie looked at me and grinned. "Yours".

"His father killed him to prevent him becoming a mass murderer. But he had sold his soul to some demon, so... he came back". I went to the comunicator while I spoke, rewinding the record and stopping it with his face over our heads. "Young Justice defeated him, and we really thought we had gotten rid of him for good. Or better, had totally forgotten about the poor devil" I admited. "And now it looks like he does not know there is no Young Justice, not anymore."

"But, he sent the message here". Reasoned Gar. "He has to know that some of you are at the Titans now."

Yeah, I had thought so, but...

"A Psychoimage" I murmured.

"A what?"

"You know, like a psycophony, but filmed. They say it's possible for some residual energies to manifest themselves through images, and that they can be recorded."

"Like in this Ring film?" Asked Bart with a chill.

"Yes, just like that."

"So, he doesn't need to know where to send the message, just the person he wants to send it to" Finished Victor.

"It makes sense." Agreed Raven.

"So he sent his message to Young Justice? Just thinking about us?" Cassie looked worried.

"Oh, yes." I realized. "Cissie, Greta and Anita could have recieved it too."

"And Con." Added Wondergirl.

"Yeah, him too. Better check on them before we start any course of action. And while someone is at it, we can go through the recording again for any clue and..."

Victor and the rest were staring at me. The big and metallic guy was similing, really amused.

"And you can go and dress yourself while we do all this things, Boy Wonder."

"But..."

"I think we can survive till you are ready."

Of course. I was not the boss. Not of the Titans. Not of Youg Justice. Not anymore. Not since they decided I was not trustworthy. And there I was, telling all of them what to do.

Ok, time to relax. I got it.

So I agreed and went to my room, to put something over my shameful pants.

But, yeah, you can call me workahollich, first thing I did when I got to my room was to put on my ear comunicator.

"Oracle? Are you there?" I asked while I put my costume on.

"Do you know anything funnier to do on a saturday night, Robin?"

I couldn't tell if Barbara was in a good or a bad mood. It could be both with a gothamite.

"Well, let's try that one. Can you send to my e-mail anything you find about psychoimages?"

"About what?"

"Psychoimages. Ghosts on a filming or a picture and such."

"You know, Robin, I think the Titans are just a bad influence. "

Good mood, definitively.

"I'll wait for it, Babs. "

"Don't call me that, kid. I still can beat the crap out of you. "

"I love you too."

She shut off the line just in time, I had dressed already. I felt a little ashamed of playing the Bat with the Titans, as they would probably place it, but I was used to do it full time. It's hard to change a man's habit. And it was not as if I was not planning to tell them if I found anything valuable.

So, fully dressed and ready, I returned to the communicator room.

Victor, Gar, Starfire, Speedy and Raven were checking the record of the message in their quest for clues while Cass and Bart were trying to comunicate with the non-active members of Young Justice. And they seemed worried.

"Something wrong, Wondergirl?"

She sighed without softening her grip on the microphone.

"Well, we have already contacted with Anita and Cissie."

"Have they...?"

"Well, Anita was sleeping," Explained Bart. "so he was not very happy with our call. She turned her Teevee on, anyway, and there was Harm, with the same exact message. "

"She wanted to come, but we convinced her not to. At least for the moment."

"And Cissie?"

"She was already up. She told us the creepy message came through some of Traya's toy." Said Cassie with a grim smile. "Can you imagine it? A furby with Harm's voice?"

I shuddered. Those toys gave me the creeps without the help of a murderous ghost.

"Is Greta alright?"

"A little freaked out, but it just figures."

Yeah, it figured. When your brother had killed you once, hearing his voice through a child's toy was not the best way of waking up. But she would be alright, because we were going to find Harm and make sure he was out of bussines for good.

"Well, so that kind of proves my theory and gives us reasurance that everybody is alright."

"Not everybody." Cassie lowered her head and her voice. "Conner is not answering the comunicator."

Oh, that.

"The moron probably thinks we are calling for him to join us or something."

Both turned to me, suspicion, if not surprise, in their eyes. Yeah, trained by the world's greatest detective, but with an awful big mouth.

"He's been here." I said reluctantly.

"But..." I nearly could hear Cassie's heart jumping out of place.

"He is gone now. And he is probably mad at me, so he won't answer in a while."

"That's why you were already up when the alarm rose". Bart wasn't asking.

"Yeah."

"But why should he be mad at you?" Cassie was looking as if I was the one to blame for their failed relationship. "Did the two of you...?"

"They fought, Cas." Bart, again. "That will explain the bruise in Rob's cheeck and the hole in the sink."

"Have you been reading Sherlock Holmes books now? Or it's just too much CSI?" I snapped, angrily. "It's none of your business, anyway."

"None of our business? He is our friend too."

"Is he? A friend that stalks us at night and don't even stay when the alarm starts ringing?" Wasn't that great? Now I was angry at Cass too. "He is just a coward and we should forget about him."

"Look, Tim, I don't know what you are talking about, and I don't care. All I care is that he could be in danger right now and if he just left we can still catch him."

Yeah, of course she didn't care. How could she snog him if she cared?

"Well, perfect, go and catch him if you can. Or send Bart, he is faster and useful, now he knows how to think. The rest of us will focus on Harm and his intentions to save all of our butts."

Cassie punched me and sent me across the room. There was anger in her eyes while I got up, helped by Victor, who, unaware of our quarrel, seemed out of words. He held me tight, which prevented me of jumping to Wondergirl and return the hit.

Luckily, Starfire was restraining her.

"What's the matter with the two of you?" Asked the extraterrestrial princess

"Ask him!" Said Cassie, releasing her from Kory's grip and crossing her arms, defiantly.

"Well?" That was Vic, looking at me, dissapointed.

I too released myself, feeling madder because now I was also ashamed.

"I'm sorry." I said, even if it was not true. "We are all a little nervous, Cyborg, that's all."

"No, Rob, dude, that's not all." Said Bart, standing besides Cassie. "We are nervous. You have a serious case of the Bats."

There was a silence in the room and, suddenly, I was laughing. I could not control myself. It was true, wasn't it? I was acting like a social moron, as if, somehow, I had activated the Bat-mood.

When I could calm down, everybody was looking at me as if I was completely nuts. And probably they were right. I was dressed in green and red, for starters.

I sighed, feeling a little relieved after my outburst. I also felt tired, and my jaw did hurt like hell with the second superpowerful punch.

"Ok, my fault." I admited, a shy smile acting as a white flag. "Sorry, Cass, Bart. I didn't want to be mean."

Cassie's eyes still flashed angrily when she looked at me, but her arms relaxed.

"Don't worry, Rob. This worldwide targeted anger is very common on teenagers." Bart was besides me in a blink. Next blink he was by the door. "You two calm down while I go and look for Supe."

"Bart, what are you talking about?" Cyborg raised an eyebrow.

"It's been Robin idea."

And he left.

I put a hand on my face while Victor turned to me.

"I was being sarcastic." I tried to explain.

"Con was not responding the comunication." Cassie managed not to look at me while she gave a more understable answer. "Robin said he had just been here, so I suggested to try and catch him, but, as Robin stated, Bart is faster."

"But I just was being sarcastic, and you know it. And Bart too."

"Yeah, I know you can turn into Mr. Sarcastic once in a while," She did look at me this time, and I swear there was some fire in there. Gee! I had just started a war with Ares pupil. "but I also know you are a fast thinker, so probably, in your witty and painful remark, you were right."

"And, consulting the boss was not an option?" Cyborg stare at the two of us.

"I'm not trying to be the boss!" I defended myself.

"Of course not. It's funnier to make plans and snap orders in the face of your actual leader."

Before I could answer Cassie, Starfire had picked the two of us by our collars and lifted us from the ground.

"I don't want to hear a sound coming from any of your mouths."

"But..."

"Not a sound, Wondergirl. If Diana or Nightwing could see you, they would be very ashamed."

I grunted, but did not said a word. I could not fly as Cassie did, so I was a little unconfortable. Not to mention the humiliation and, of course, the neverending feel I was a disapointment to everyone.

Cyborg kind of smile when Cas grunted too.

"Ok, now that we are all calmed... What does the record tell us about Harm, Gar?"