Part 23

"Alright set him up with a morphine pump and get those restraints tighter!"

"CT Scan?" The nurse asked.

The doctor looked at the chart, "As soon as he's stable also follow him up with about hundred milligram of aspirin, we want that fever to go down. Call me if there's any change in his vitals."

Raven ran through the hallways, "Beast Boy! Garfield?" She shouted loudly ignoring the Orderly's as she passed by them. Phasing into some rooms and phasing out of others, and everything she looked at seemed to stream past her, as though she was running through stars.

She then finally found the room, she looked at the IV drip and the morphine pump, and they meant nothing to her. She just concentrated on the heaving of Beast Boy's chest that was enough for her; it was the evidence that he was still alive.

Then suddenly monitors started flicking and alarms began to ring. The nurses and doctors ran past her she watched as they pounded upon her love's chest. She watched as they applied what appeared to be two rubber packs on his chest.

"A-Systole charging at two hundred! Clear!" The battery screamed loudly as it shocked Beast Boy.

"What's going on? What's happening?" Raven approached her green comrade, she placed her hand on his forehead, but she felt nothing to heal.

The electrocardiogram stayed still, "Charging two fifty clear!"

Nothing

The doctor looked at his watch and then up at the clock, "Time of death 12:20." Then he threw his gloves and gown to the ground and left the room.

Raven watched the nurses pick up the garments, she watched as Beast Boy's frail body laid in front of her. She watched them unhook the saline solution and morphine pump.

"What happened? What's going on?" She kept shouting but nobody would answer her, it was as though she didn't exist. "Garfield," she cried.

--

Raven woke up a cold sweat pouring down her face. She looked over and stared at her scared face in the mirror. 'He's okay,' she kept repeating to herself. She got up and awkwardly made her way to the door almost tripping over her self several times. She made her way out in the hall and to his room. It was nearly three AM why was she going to wake him 'he's fine' she kept repeating to herself but she knocked anyway.

No answer.

She knocked again.

No answer.

She knocked harder, and heard a moan from inside. A bewildered Beast Boy opened the door, looking like the epitome of disaster. He gawked at her, "Wha?" She was pretty sure he didn't even say that much.

"I had a dream," was all she said, now slightly dumbfounded and not knowing what to do or say.

He raised an eyebrow, "Where there any blondes in it?"

She grinded her teeth, "huh, guess it wasn't the same dream," he replied with a small laugh.

She crossed her arms, "You're thinking about other girls… blonde ones huh?" She pointed a finger into his chest, "You're not thinking of you know…."

"First," he raised his finger but quickly lost his train of thought. He shook his head, "Wait I wasn't thinking I was dreaming, and second it was about you! Oops," his face grew from green to red.

She took a step back, her arms becoming uncrossed "oh," was all she could say.

"Soooooo, why are you outside my door again?" He asked.

"I had a dream that you were dead so I kinda," she shrugged, "I don't know."

"Awww you afraid I wouldn't be here Raveeee," he leaned forward and kissed her cheek and then backed away, he then opened his eyes slowly, "Well if I am dead this must be heaven because in reality you would've knocked me real good."

She bite her bottom lip, "You should consider yourself lucky that you were alive when I came here or I would've ripped you out of the netherworlds and then give you another plane trip there."

He watched her walk away and before she went back to her room he called out, "You still look good in white!"

--

Raven sighed not being able to go back to sleep, she just sat at the head of her bed. Her dreams had her deep in wonderment. She wondered why she had the dream; she then questioned reality and the question of why we're here.

How long do we really have on this world or in any worlds? She thought Beast Boy was dead; she looked over at her clock two hours ago. What would she have done if he were gone? What would she do with herself?

You have to make take what life gives you and find some way to make happiness from it. As ironic and dumb it sounded, Garfield was for her. She didn't know exactly how or why, but she did know it made her happy. His laugh, his innocence, there was something there, something strong that told her to believe in him and to always trust him. After all when he had a problem he came to her, if she had a problem she'd go to him. He may not give out the best advice but he's not as dumb as he portrays himself as, it's mostly a façade. He thinks himself as weaker than he actually is. He thinks that he isn't capable when in fact he's more than capable. It took more than guts to just kiss her – who'd want to kiss her.

Dark depressing her. She was lucky if she had anyone. She was a horrible person, who tried to make up for it by being a superhero. But her past was horrible and she brought a great demon into the world. She was the gateway to hell.

--

Jinx kept stealing the food Cyborg was trying to cook for breakfast. She found it humorous and fun, he didn't find it that way at all. Every pancake he flipped she flashed some lights and poof the pancake was gone, whereto? Who knew? - stealing was one of her specialties.

"You know if your gonna' be a good guy you gotta' quit stealin'," Cyborg slammed his spatula down.

"I'm not a good guy. I'm just waiting for you all to make me a normal person again," She now stretched across the couch.

"What if we can't?"

She peered over the couch and at Cyborg, "That's not what I was promised."

"Maybe but it's not exactly easy to try and get a pink haired woman with weird powers to walk the streets of Jump City and not be noticed. You may be too great a villain to ever be a civilian."

She shrugged, "Hair colors can change."

"And your powers?"

"I'll just have to be careful," She yawned.

"What if you didn't have to do either?" He asked.

"Well that would make life easier," She replied.

He finally finished one pancake, "Then become one of us."

She let out a laugh, "And why should I do that?"

"Because then you wouldn't have to hide in fear. We would respect you and what you are capable of doing, and instead of having to worry about walking the streets, you can walk down the street with a gaggle of people around who will do nothing but kiss your cute pink butt."

"Interesting," She rubbed her chin.

"I thought as much," he whistled.

"That you think my butt is cute?"

A pancake flipped and landed on the embarrassed robot's head.

--

"So you were truthful when you said that I'd be too much to lose?" Starfire questioned.

"Of course Star," Robin looked off the edge of the roof, he no longer feared about falling, he was confident in his abilities, confident in the one who stood beside him.

The sun was beginning to come up, an array of bright colors shimmering in the fresh air. "Glorious is it not Robin?"

He looked at her, "Yeah," he looked out at the sun, "Yeah it is." He reached out and took her hand. "Let's look at it from every roof in the city," he then jumped from the ledge with her in his grasp, got out his grappling hook and propelled them to the next roof.

--

They made it over towards the brook, Raven's white cloth reflecting the morning light.

"Why are we out here so early," Beast Boy whined, yawning into his hand.

"Because I want to try something, now sit as though you were going to meditate."

Beast Boy turned into a chimp and jumped onto his hands and sat on his own head.

"Stop joking!"

The monkey gasped and he turned back into himself and fell over onto his butt. He quickly then got into the correct sitting style, "And what am I supposed to do now?"

"You're supposed to quote the three most significant things in your life."

He leaned his head back and yawned at the sky, "Alright let me think."

"Note that one of those things was not your fault, and the other will answer your question of what was not your fault."

He blinked at her, thought a few moments, closed his eyes and began to speak.

"Africa was not my fault."

"I am strong."

"And I love Rave' with all my heart"

His eyes opened and he looked around as though he was seeing the planet for the very first time. "Woah," was all he stated as he stood up in a gawky like fashion swaying back and forth.

Raven grabbed him, "What do you feel, do you feel anger?"

He shook his head, "I feel," he looked around, and he listened to the brook and sniffed in the air, "I feel perfect."

"That's because to someone you are," Her arms wrapped around the back of his neck.

He gave her a small grin, "You're not as blonde as I thought you'd be."

She took an arm and placed her finger on his lips, "Don't ruin this, we're having a moment." Then her finger was removed and their lips became one.

"Alright set him up with a morphine pump and get those restraints tighter!"

Raven's eyes grew wide.

"A-Systole charging at two hundred! Clear!"

Raven broke away from the kiss.

Garfield looked at her with concern, "Rae what's wrong? Looks as though you've seen a ghost."

"Time of death 12:20."

Rae? He shook her slightly. Rae?

Her eyes then connected with his and she backed away, we can't do this. We can't.

-end of pt 23