Hey everybody, I no longer look like a chipmunk! Yea! (I got my wisdom teeth out )
Anyway, I'm going to put my "thank you's" at the end of my fic.
Oh, yeah: I YET AGAIN AND FOR THE REST OF TIME don't own TT.
So read on fellow TT fans!
Beastboy opened his eyes five minutes before his alarm was set to ring. He linked his arms behind his head, still remembering his date with Raven last night. He could still taste her lips on his, the sweet texture of her mouth gliding over his own. Beastboy could not help himself; he had imagined Raven waking up next to him, like when he had held her through the nightmares. He shut off his alarm clock and got up. He went though his normal morning routine: workout, shower, and breakfast. Raven was never far from his thoughts.
'Damn,' he thought to himself while he drove to the office, 'I've only been on, technically, one date with her and I'm already waiting for her to call. She's probably busy at work already, I'll call her when I'm at lunch.'
"Gar," Keith called, he was just walking in. "Hey man, what's new?"
"What do you mean," Beastboy asked as they walked from the parking garage to the office building. "We just talked yesterday."
"You," Keith replied, "I've known you for two years and you've never had that much bounce in your step. Was it this Nightingale creature you're still worked up about?" Beastboy saw no point in lying, Keith knew him to well.
"Yeah," Beastboy said.
"So," Keith asked, as the elevator door closed, "How was it? I mean, besides awesome, the girl's still got you on cloud nine. Come on, man, tell me what she's like."
"She's perfect," Beastboy said, "She's smart, funny, she's got a wonderful voice,"
"Pretty," Keith asked as they got out.
"Drop dead gorgeous," Beastboy corrected, "I've never met anyone like her."
"I hope to God you're not talking about Ana Marie," Keith said when they stopped at Beastboy station.
"Oh," Beastboy said, "She barged in last night when Rea was over. She had dinner at my place, right when we finish eating she barges in."
"What'd she do," Keith asked, laughing.
"Well, Ana Marie dug her claws in my arm," Beastboy said, "Rea, oh my God, she was amazing. She throws Ana out and slams the door right in her face. It was the sexiest thing I've seen in a long time."
"Tell me this Rea chick was scantily clothed at the moment," Keith said.
"Slinky dress," Beastboy corrected, "But she's not a skank, she's not like that at all."
"Good," Keith said, "Two questions, 1: where'd you meet her, 2: does she have a sister?"
"I met her at a bar," Beastboy said, "But we knew each other before that, we went to the same school, and no she does not have a sister, roommate though, oh, no, wait she's taken."
"That's all right," Keith said, "maybe she's got some friends at the bar. So, her name's Rea?"
"I shouldn't have told you that," Beastboy said, getting his first game out.
"Probably not," Keith said, "But I know how it goes, she's yours and I'm don't do break-ups, I can get my own dates. So, when you going to call her?"
"Lunch," Beastboy said, hooking up his Nintendo system, "She's got a day job at the Orion, I figured I'd call her then."
"Cool," Keith said, "Talk to you later man. I'll buy lunch, but you owe me details." Beastboy shook his head and hooked up his game system. Two and a half games later he was still at an emotional high from Raven, he went to the lounge to grab a snack before tackling the second half of his game. A few of the guys were watching the news; Beastboy plugged in his number for a soda and turned to watch the news bulletin. The soda fell out of his hand and crashed to the floor. On the T.V. a building downtown raged with fire and smoke billowed into the air.
"Laura Ryan reports," the anchorman said.
"Hello," Laura said, "I'm downtown at the Orion Theatre, which has just fallen victim to another act of pyromaniac who has been terrorizing out city. This one worse then the others, it appears that someone, authorities still have not found the bomber, set fire to the buildings that make up the Theatre." Beastboy felt as though someone had replaced his guts with ice. He grabbed onto a chair to keep from blacking out.
"Gar, hey man," someone said, "You, ok?" Beastboy didn't answer; he could not find any words. He had to hear if Raven was safe.
"Gar," Keith asked, having heard the commotion in his station, "Man you o…h shit."
"The wounded are still coming out of the building," she continued, "Reports of massive structural damage have come in, we do not yet have a number of the wounded. Some of the theatre's managers are busy arranging crews to see who is still missing. Thankfully this is an in-between period for many of the theatres so the auditoriums were not full. Back to you." Beastboy turned, black crawling at the edges of his vision.
"Come on," Keith said, grabbing Beastboy, "Lou, tell someone that we'll be back. We know people who work there." No one made a move to stop Keith; he was the kind of guy who would kill for a friend. Keith had his car revved and on the road in record time. "She's works there, right?" Beastboy did not answer, he was still in shock. "Gar, snap out of it! I need to know what she looks like!"
"Uh," Beastboy stuttered, coming around, "She has pale skin, about a head shorter then me, thin, and purple hair."
"Short, skinny, purple hair," Keith recited, "Ok, do you know anyone else there." Keith never got an answer, they had gotten close to the theatre and Beastboy was already out of the car. He pushed his way through the crowds and got to the police barrier, there were already people there, shouting out names.
"Raven," he screamed, "Raven." Suddenly a shocking head of red hair came into view, trying to keep the masses of people back. "Star," he called out, "Star, over here!" Starfire turned.
"Friend Gar," she shouted over the din, "What are you doing here?"
"Let me though," he said, "I have to find Raven!" Star tried to stop him, but he ducked under her arm and ran towards the buildings as people poured out of it. There were rescue squads pulling people out of spots of wreckage and some people in black tee's helping each other walk. Beastboy ran to his right where there were more buildings and spotted a very diminutive figure with short black and red hair. She was getting her arm bandaged by a rescue worker and had an oxygen mask over her face. "Demeter!"
"Gar," she called, pulling off the mask. Beastboy gripped her shoulders.
"Have you seen Raven," he asked, "Do you know where she is?" Demeter looked right into Beastboy's eyes, and shook her head.
"I haven't seen her since this morning," Demeter said, "She was working on stage seven. It's that way." She pointed with her good arm he took off in that direction. Smoke filled his lungs, dust and ash were everywhere. He saw someone with brown hair pulling a girl out from under the wreckage. Beastboy knew he had to find Raven, but his years helping others as a Titan kicked in. He ran over and helped lift the beam off the young woman. He then hauled one of her arms over his shoulder and helped the man drag her away into the arms of a waiting volunteer.
"Thanks," the man said. He had dirty brown hair and wore glasses. "You should hang back, it's getting to dangerous!"
"Then why are you heading back there," Beastboy asked.
"This is my theatre," the man answered, "And it's my crew. I'm the manager for this shift, I'm not leaving till all my people are out."
"I'm looking for my girlfriend," Gar said, "Her name's Rea, do you know her."
"You're Mr. Mystery who called yesterday," the man asked.
"That's me," Beastboy answered. "My name's Gar."
"I'm Brian, I didn't know Rea was still missing," he said, "Hurry, I think she was cleaning under stage 7, with any luck she'll be in that area." Beastboy and Brian ran off towards the remains of the theatre, searching the debris as they went. Four more people were found, but none of them were Raven. Beastboy was getting frantic.
"Where else could she be," he asked. Brian wiped his forehead.
"I don't know," he said, "Maybe she's caught under some roofing, something we haven't overturned yet."
"Then lets keep looking," Beastboy shouted, turning back towards the building. There was something wrong; he could feel it in his gut. The firefighters in this city were some of the best in the country, but they were having trouble getting the flames to go out. It could have been the age of the building or all the excess timber that had been around for the sets, but fires usually did not get this big this quickly. Beastboy could only dig through the remains of what used to be a stage and hope to find Raven generally unharmed, though at this point, his mind told him to look for her body.
Nothing could have pried those two men away from the burning remnants of the building. Rescue workers tried, but failed, and eventually gave up trying to move them away. It seemed like all hope was lost and Beastboy would never know until Brian shouted. Beastboy crawled over to see a slim hand and a few tendrils of purple hair sticking out from underneath a massive structure.
"It's Rea," Brian called. "This is steel alloy, it may be warm enough to have melted a little, that would explain the cave in, it's still generally in once piece. We should be able to get under the steel and pulled her out. I'm going to look for a way under. Stay here and see if you can flag down anyone to help." Brian ran off and left Beastboy looking at Raven's hand. He held it and felt for a pulse, none could be found. Beastboy shut his eyes tight, praying that the spot on her wrist was wrong and she was still alive. Suddenly he felt the wrist being tugged away from him.
"Brian," Beastboy shouted.
"I found a way under," he replied, muffled from the stage, "Go around to your left and look for me. I'm going to need help getting out of here, she's having trouble breathing." Beastboy ran around and found a strong arm sticking out of a hole in the ground. He grabbed it and the hand withdrew. Beastboy crouched down and stuck his arm in; he felt warm skin beneath his fingers and Raven's shoulders slid into his grasp. "Be careful," Brian called, "Her arm looks broken and I don't want to make the damage worse then it is." Beastboy nodded to himself and pulled Raven out. He laid her away from the fire and turned, Brian had not yet emerged. He could hear coughing from inside the hole.
"Brian," he called, sliding his hand back in, "Grab on!"
"Get Rea out," he called back quietly and between coughs.
"Not without you," Beastboy said, "Come on, you're killing her by making me wait!" Brian did not respond. Beastboy stuck his whole torso in the hole and physically dragged Brian out of the wreckage, ignoring the sharp pain in his side as a muscle cramped. He threw Raven unceremoniously over his shoulder and dragged Brian over steel and wood to get him clear. Once he was free of the smoke two men in Orion shirts came and took Brian to a medic. Beastboy shifted Raven to his arms and sprinted for the police line. He looked for Star, Raven had to get somewhere where she could be treated, without revealing her identity as a Titan.
"Star," he called, moving though people. "Star!"
"Gar," he heard behind him, Robin ran up to him, "What are you doing here?"
"We need to get her somewhere," Beastboy said, not explaining to Robin how he'd nearly mowed down his wife to get to Raven. Robin had an ambulance over there in less then a second.
"Get her to the hospital," he instructed, "Stabilize her vitals and anything else that is dire. Don't do anything that she can live without until you get there. One of the doctors will be waiting." Robin turned back to Beastboy, "Go with her, and make sure they don't find out about her powers. Cyborg will be waiting there with Jinx. Hurry!" Beastboy jumped into the back of the ambulance and took hold of Raven's hand while they hooked her up to an air machine. Everyone in the small area was speaking at once.
"Her hearts beating," a paramedic said as the roared through the streets, "But she's having trouble breathing, get me an oxygen feed."
"She has a compound fracture to her right arm and splinters in her left and right," he said, "She also has a gash in her leg and a hunk of wood below the knee."
"Stop the bleeding," a woman instructed, "And set her arm, make sure you prep every area, we don't need an infection on top of all this." The twelve and a half minutes it took to get to the hospital were the longest in Beastboy's life. Raven's breath had given out three minutes away, they had only just restored it when they pulled her out and wheeled her into the ER. Cyborg and Jinx were waiting to take over.
"We'll take it from here," he said. The paramedics looked at each other, they had never seen him before. "I'm from upstairs, they're calling everyone down to help. Go back downtown, there will be more there."
"I've never seen either of you," the woman said, "And I'm not giving over my patient to anyone."
"Look," Cyborg said, there was no room for argument in his tone, "This girl's going to die while we stand here and argue, now get out of here." Cyborg elbowed his way past her and pushed Raven into a private sector of the ER. "Jinx, hook her up and get Jackie in here. I'll need Pat too, if he's not here get Ben."
"On it," Jinx said, hooking Raven up to monitors and a breathing tube. She ducked out of the room quickly while Cyborg set up a tray of surgery and burn equipment. Two people walked in, ready for work.
"What's going on," the man asked
"Old friend Ben," Cy replied, pulling on some gloves, "She was at the Orion. It's Raven."
"Lets go," Jackie said, pulling on her own gloves.
"Jinx," Cyborg said, "Get Beast out of here."
"I'm not leaving," he said, latching onto the bedside. Cyborg nodded at his wife, who quickly broke his hold on the bed and flipped him over her hip.
"Sorry about this," she said, dragging him out behind her, "He needs to concentrate." Beastboy stood helplessly, the thought that he could loose her finally setting in. He also noticed the steel splinter lodged just below his ribs. Beastboy gasped as the pain finally hit him, he had thought it was just muscle pain. The world around him went dark, the last thing he remembered was seeing Jinx turn back towards him and scream his name, then nothing.
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-Verya
To everyone who has read so far: Thank you.
Special Thanks to:
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