DISCLAIMER: I don't own Teen Titans, blah blah blah.

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Day 11, 2:34 AM.

It's too early, Beast Boy's conscience moaned. He had begun to stir when he felt water dripping on his face. "…mm. What- is there a leak in her room?" he groaned. "How can she-"

He stopped when he realized where the drops of water were coming from. It was Raven, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"…She's crying," he whispered, dumbfounded. He had never seen her cry before. He squeezed one of her hands. "Raven, wake up," he said quietly, "Raven. Raven-"

She jolted awake, gasping.

"Raven, what's wrong?" Beast Boy asked as he wiped away her tears with his hands. "You have a bad dream?"

She pushed his hands away. "I'm fine," she said in her monotonous voice.

"Raven, you were crying," he said. "You're not fine."

There was a short silence before Raven spoke. "Can we go to the kitchen and get me some tea, please?"

"Yeah, sure," he said.

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Beast Boy sipped his tea, questioning the obvious. Here I am, he thought, up at 2 in the morning, drinking tea with Raven who was crying a few minutes ago. Why won't she tell me why? He watched her drink her tea, her hands trembling.

It was just a dream, Raven's Knowledgeable side reassured her. It was just an insignificant dream.

Her train of thought stopped when Beast Boy broke the silence. "Raven…"

She looked up at him.

"…please tell me what's wrong."

She took another sip before speaking. "…it was just… bad memories," she said.

"…Recent memories?" Beast Boy asked.

"Yeah," she answered quietly. She sniffed, the memories flooding back again.

Beast Boy knew what they were. "Come on Raven," he said. "It's been 6 months since it… should have happened, I guess. But it didn't. You stopped it."

"I know," she sniffed. She took a deep breath. "…but it was really… scary. I could've ended the world, Beast Boy."

"But you didn't," he said firmly. "It's over. Slade's gone for good. The prophecy didn't come true. And I'm glad… I would've missed you."

She looked up at him again, into his eyes. Beast Boy squeezed Raven's hand. "…y-you really mean that?"

"…yes, Raven," he said. "I… like you. A lot. I admit, I was scared too. After all, death is not an enjoyable thing. But I was scared that I'd lose… my best friend."

Raven leaned in closer and hugged him… and started crying. He held her, rocking her gently. "Shhh, it's okay," he whispered.

"You have no idea how much that meant to me," she sobbed.

Beast Boy covered her up with her cloak, and rocked back and forth in the chair.

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Robin walked into the Kitchen at 5 AM. "Okay, today's plans- cook breakfast, woo Starfire. Impress Starfire while training in the gym. Uh… um… Think up more ways to impress and woo Starfire. Yeah, that's it."

"Dude, seriously, that's getting kind of creepy."

Robin spun around, his bow staff in hand, to face the spy he heard. It was Beast Boy, sitting in a chair at the table with a sleeping Raven in his lap. "Oh, it's you," the Boy Wonder said. He reholstered his bow staff.

"By the way," Beast Boy whispered, "Be quiet. She finally fell asleep an hour ago."

"What were you two doing up?" Robin asked quietly.

"Bad dream," Beast Boy answered.

"You have one or Raven?" Robin asked.

"…Raven," Beast Boy said. "About the whole end-of-the-world deal."

"Oh. Poor girl," the Boy Wonder said as he poured a glass of milk.

"Yeah," the shape-shifted moaned as he rubbed his eyes. "I should really get back to bed." He picked up Raven gently and walked off. He stopped at the doorway. "And Robin…"

Robin looked at him.

"Either ask her out, or stop obsessing about her," he said.

"Same to you, you lucky grass stain," Robin said. The shape-shifter blushed as he walked back to Raven's room.