Robin frowned over his cup of hot cocoa. There was a problem. Raven and Starfire were trying to wake the body, but he strongly doubted it would work. As much as that bothered him, there was something else on his mind. Why had he felt such a strong Calling to it? Why had he suddenly known that his sole aim in life in those three hours was to find this…person? And why rescue a dead body? Cyborg came up behind them. "She's alive."
"She?" Robin turned around carefully.
"No, her pulse is gone now," Raven called from the op room. Robin sighed, and his brow furrowed again. That feeling… had been like a magnet.
"Fuck the freaking magnet," he said out loud. Why? Why? Why? Why? The question echoed around his head.
"Ooh, bad boy," said BB, grinning. Robin allowed himself a small smile. Starfire slumped on the couch beside him.
"Her pulse is very irregular," she said. "It comes, and then it goes away."
A/N – well, that's it, then. I know the swearing is out of character, blablablablabla. And also, I'm using the term, 'op room' a lot...well, my aunt is going to have a baby soon, so… (bold is to separate A/Ns).