A/N: Alright, I'm sorry about the last chapter, it was short and apparently confusing… It would really help if you guys can review and tell me what you're confused about, I tried to figure it out but I think I'm going to need your help, the whole thing was really just how the Titans felt about what happened in the last few days. So anyways, here's the next chapter, I hope it's better than the last one! RR!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans! If I did it would have been cancelled a long time ago for being to depressing, sorry guys, it's just the way I write…

Robin had finally made his way out of his room and began to venture towards his teammates. If he wanted to regain his control as the leader of the team, he knew what he needed to do, there was no more time to waste, if his team was to survive this battle, emotionally and physically, they would need the support of all their friends, and it was up to Robin to gain that support. The team, his team, was falling apart because of him, because of his lack of support, and because of the lies he had told. It was his job, his responsibility, and yet, he was afraid, what would happen, what secrets would be confessed when he asked the Titans for everything, how they felt, what direction should be taken, about their own teammates, what would he hear if he asked for the truth, the entire truth?

Starfire was the first to be approached by Robin, he felt much more comfortable around her for some reason, he felt Starfire was the only person he could really relax and be himself around, she was the only one that would always believe in him no matter what. "Hey, Star?" he called for her using her pet name, "Star, are you there?" there was an answer, but the girl who stepped out from the usual bright and eccentric room was not the Starfire he remembered, the girl in front of him looked beat, she looked let down, the girl who's spirit had risen to help all the Titans get through what they thought was the end so many times, this beautiful girl's spirit had been crushed; Robin could see it just by looking into her eyes. "Star," he repeated helplessly, "Starfire." He couldn't keep his voice from shaking, had he done this, had be caused this free spirit to be caged.

"Why hello Robin," Starfire refused to let the obvious despair leak into her voice, "How have you been, I have not seen you for a very long time."

A period of silence followed her comment, the two refused to meet the other's eyes, yet both of them knew the pain the other felt. "I'm sorry, Starfire," Robin struggled to keep his voice clear and distinguishable, "It's my fault… but I want to fix it. I…" Robin couldn't continue, his eyes had meet those of the alien girl's, there were tears in those eyes, tears flooding those soft, green eyes.

"Robin, it's not your fault, Robin. I don't know… I can't…" Tears were now flowing from Starfire's eyes faster than she could control, she wanted them to stop, she wanted to be in control, she couldn't cry in front of Robin, she wouldn't let herself look weak in front of someone so strong. "Robin, what's happening to us," her voice was struggling to become clear beneath the sobs, "What is happening to my new home… why, Robin, please… help." Starfire could not stop the great gasps from escaping her throat; she could not escape the tears rolling down her eyes. "Robin!"

Robin had never experienced this before, no one he had ever lived with asked him for help, no one he ever lived with cared what he had to say, no one he ever lived with cried. He didn't know what to do, he didn't have time to think, Starfire needed his help, and he was afraid, the kind of help she needed, he could not provide. An emotion burned within him that he rarely felt before, a feeling he got only around Starfire. "Star," he spoke without thought, "come here," spreading his arms out into a welcoming position as he continued whispering to her, "No matter what happens, no matter how hard things get, always, always, remember Star, I'm here for you, I'll always be here, no matter what. Everything's going to be okay, I'll make sure of it, I promise Star, and I always keep my promises." Robin didn't sound like himself anymore, the sensation he had been trying so desperately to control was escaping him, but he didn't care, it felt so good to tell Starfire how he felt, it felt incredible to see her eyes brighten by the sound of her voice, and it felt even better to hold her in his arms, tears soaking his shoulder, fingers gripping his own for support. Robin loved Starfire, he had for a long time, but trying to tell an alien girl how you felt, especially for a boy who had been trained to conceal this emotion, was so strange, was so right.

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Beast Boy sat almost alone in the infirmary yet again, for he had seldom left Raven's side since the Beast within him had once again escaped. For being in a room with a seemingly dead girl would be the same thing as being alone to some people; Beast Boy was not one of these people. As far as he was concerned, as long as Raven still breathed, as long as she was still alive, he would never be alone. The last few days seemed to be a jumble of memories and feelings he didn't know how to deal with. And so he continued to sit till he seemed as dead as the girl in front of him, watching her chest rise and fall in such an unnaturally slow rhythm, watching an occasional gasp pass between her cracked lips. She was still sick from her imprisonment, and there was nothing Beast Boy could do to help, and so he continued to sit, continued to watch, continued to think.

His thoughts had begun with Raven, but now, for some reason, all he could think about was Terra, she had given her life for them, every one of them, she was the only girl who may have thought of Beast Boy as more than a friend, for, she had thought of him as more than a friend, hadn't she. She wasn't just flirting with him; she wouldn't have taken him out that last night before Slade had attacked the tower if she didn't. But Slade had attacked the tower and she had known about it, if she really did care about him, if she had really wanted to be a Teen Titan she would have stopped him, she would have told someone. But then why, why had she sacrificed her life, why did she tell him she cared, if it was all a lie, why did he still care about her. For he had loved her, he was sure, he liked to be with her, he liked it when she flirted with him, he liked to flirt, he liked it when she pushed him, laughed at his jokes, he wanted to be around her, he wanted to spend time with her, and if that wasn't love, then what was.

And what if that was love, if it was, what was it he was feeling now, what was it he felt every time he watched Raven's chest rise and fall as a single sign of life, what was it called when he refused to look away for just a second. What was the fear that the minute he walked away from her that gentle, slow breath that barely escaped her lips would cease to continue, if what he felt around Terra was love, how did he explain his pounding heart right now.

He remembered her smile, he knew her laugh, he had been inside her mind, he had been there when she first arrived on this planet, long ago, when this young girl was lost and confused, he had been there, he had cared when no one else would. He had been there when Malchior had deceived her, he had been there when that Beast had attacked her, he had been there when she lost control, he had been there when she fell, it was to late to leave her side now, it was to late to stop these feelings from rising to his chest making him sick, it was to late to turn back, not after they had gotten so far, not after everything he had been through, not for Raven. Beast Boy felt a tear come to his eye and brushed it away before anyone could see, Raven had called him a man once, and men didn't cry.

Silence, a complete and utter silence had filled the room for the first time in days, in reality of course, not a single voice had echoed across that room in some time, and yet to Beast Boy it had seemed like constant chaos, for the first time, the thoughts in his head had ceased to scream at him with all there might, for the first time, the room was silent. And this silence continued for at least a few minutes, though it seemed longer, before sharp gasping breathes became clear and audible. Beast Boy jumped up from his seat taking Raven's hand and attempting to cry for help, but only a weak rasping sound escaped, for he hadn't spoken in days and the mounting fear was paralyzing him.

A scream, one long scream escaped the girl's throat, one scream, and more silence, for her body, which had risen into the air during her moment of terror, and now rested itself back onto the soft cushion underneath. Beast Boy, who had leaned in close to her, feeling and watching for breathing, heard a whisper struggling to be heard. He listened closer, desperately trying to make out the words, squeezing her hand for reinsurance.

"My head," the voice was no more than a whisper if you cold even call it that, "He's in… my head… help me… Beast B-" This was the last thing he heard, his name, she had called his name, she needed his help, and there was nothing that would stop him from giving it to her. If there was something inside her head, if he had to fight that giant red monster again, he would without a second thought, the mirror was all he needed, as long as he had that, Raven would be safe, she had to be.

A/N: Well that's the end. Sorry if that was really confusing, tell me what I need to fix and I'll work on it! Promise! And I'm really sorry if that was really long and boring but I really wanted to do a chapter on two of my very favorite relationships! So you finally get to see action again in the next chapter and yes, I am doing that oh so common story about the mirror and so on, sorry, I couldn't resist. So I really hope you liked it, and if you didn't, hang in there and tell me why! Review! I'm begging you! Thanx!