Chapter Four
Cyborg and Beast Boy powered down and closed up the T-ship, allowing it to fully charge overnight. "There's not much else we can do tonight." the half robot hero said.
"Wanna play a game or two?" the changeling asked.
"Not really. I'm tired from all the work we had to do, and need a recharge."
"Well, okay. I guess I go to bed too."
They went inside and made for their rooms.
In the sick bay, Starfire and Raven watched over the other Robin.
"Can we wake him up?" the Tamaranean asked.
"I wouldn't recommend it." replied the mystic. "It will be better if he wakes up on his own. At least, let's hope he will."
"Is he injured? Perhaps you should use your powers to help him."
"He's not physically injured as far as I can tell. It must have been the trauma from traveling back in time. All we can do is let him recover on his own."
"I see. Well, I shall see you tomorrow, friend Raven." Starfire left for her room. "Perhaps you should go to bed as well, yes?" she called back.
"I'll stay here with Robin. Just in case he wakes up."
Starfire nodded and left, leaving Raven alone.
She sat down on the chair next to the bed and stared at her "patient", sighing.
For some time, especially after the events involving her "destiny", she had begun to have stronger feelings toward Robin. Of course, he and Starfire were already in love; she didn't need to use her empathic abilities to see that. She already knew how jealous Starfire could get and how much of a grudge she could carry. Sometimes at night, she would sense Starfire's dreams of fighting Kitten, Killer Moth's daughter. Raven could only smile at such happenings. She knew she would never want to be on the receiving end of the Tamaranean's wrath. So, she bottled her emotions (as usual) and tried not to think about Robin.
Now that there were two Robins, however, her feelings began to surface. 'This is crazy.' she thought. 'It's so wrong. And yet, it could be what I need.'
She stared at the twin Robin's face. She was tempted to take off his mask, but decided against it. Instead, she stood up and leaned close to his face. She could feel his breathe. Thankfully, whenever he wound up in the past, he had brushed his teeth. His breath was soothing and warm. She leaned closer and kissed him on the lips.
She pulled back quickly, in shock. "What am I doing!" she said.
She smacked herself in the head for her actions. Tears began to roll down her face. She shook her head in an effort to regain her composure. Sighing, she sat down again. "Just let yourself go." she told herself. "What's the worst that can happen?"
She scoffed at that thought. What indeed!
Submitting to her desires once more, she placed her hand on him, caressing his muscular chest and abs. She was tempted to use her powers to remove his shirt, but decided against it. 'Don't push your luck.' she thought.
She supported his head with her hands and kissed him again. She let him go and stared at his face for a minute or so. She heaved a sigh as she laid down on one of the other beds. "Sleep tight, my love." she said, smiling.