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Chapter 20: Could Things Get Any Worse?


The bed in the hospital infirmary was cold and uncomfortable. She laid down allowing her head to rest on the head of the bed.

"Well, Ms.Roth are you ready to begin?" Straton asked.

"I guess so." Raven murmured.

" Okay, then let's get started." Straton nodded his head slowly.

" hmm." the doctor sighed.

"Is there something wrong?" Raven asked as she noticed the doctor's eyes grow wide.

"Raven, I have something to tell you." Straton alleged.

"What?" Raven questioned.

"Your pregnant." He stated.

"How could I?" Raven hollered desperately.

"The rape that did it must have happened right after the incident, so we weren't able to pick it up until now." He said.

"Why?" Raven asked herself burying her head in her hands.

"You could always get rid of it." The doctor comforted.

"No, I couldn't do that." Raven cried.

"Do you need some time alone?" Straton asked.

"yeah." Raven mumbled.

She watched as Dr.Straton exit the room.

"A baby?" She asked herself putting her hand on her stomach. I won't get rid of it but how will the other Titan's react to the baby. Will I have to leave? Raven asked herself.

" Dr. Straton?" Raven called.

"Yes, Raven." He sighed looking through the crack in the door.

" I have some questions." she grumbled softly.

"Sweet heart, ask me anything you need to." He comforted.

"How will my illness affect my baby?" Raven asked.

"……………."

"………….."

"You have two choices A) Live and abort the baby. B) Die and have a small chance that the baby will survive." Straton informed her.

"…………."

"The therapy needed to get over your disease will kill the baby but if you keep the baby there is a 99.9 percent that you will die." He grunted.

"I take option B." Raven sighed.

" Maybe you should sleep on it." Straton prompted.

"No, I have made my choice." Raven said.

"Do you want me to tell your friends?" Straton asked.

"No, that is something I need to do on my own."


Thirty minutes later….

"Raven are you okay? You were quite the whole way home." Beast Boy questioned as they got out of the car and walked towards the tower.

"………."

" Did something happen in the doctor's office?" Robin asked.

"…………….."

"Actually yes." Raven murmured.

"What?" Beast Boy demanded.

"Look guys, this is very important, so I will discuss it at dinner." Raven stated.

Raven immediately walked to her room to avoid any questions before dinner. She needed some serious time to think about her dilemma. The Titans would probably be angry and she didn't want her baby to be placed in a foster home if she didn't make it out of this alive. 99.9 chance was very slim but that .1 percent could be a big difference. She would survive. She wouldn't let some disease kill her after all she had been through.

"I am going to make it out of this." Raven murmured.


At dinner that night…….

The dinner table was quiet as Raven sat down and prepared herself to eat.

"I can't take it anymore! Tell us raven!" Beast Boy hollered.

"Yes, friend Raven. We are all extremely anxious to hear the news!" Starfire explained.

"I'm…" Raven started.

"What girl?" Cyborg probed.

"I am pregnant!" Raven cried out causing a vase to smash in the kitchen.

"WHAT?" All four other Titans explained.

"……….."

"Friend Raven, a baby, that is most glorious!" Starfire exclaimed.

"……….."

"Raven, I don't know what to say." Robin murmured.

"…………….."

"………….."

"Guy's that's not all of it." Raven groaned.

" Not all of it?" Beast Boy questioned.

"I have got two choices A) Live and abort the baby. B) Die and have a small chance that the baby will live." Raven sighed.

"Oh Raven." Cyborg comforted.

"I chose option B." Raven sighed.

"……….."

" There is a point one percent that I will survive and I am going to take that chance. If I do die I want you guy's to take the baby." Raven said.

"I am so sorry Rae." Robin acknowledged.

"Don't call me Rae." Raven snapped.

"I will be fine guys, don't worry."


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