A/N: Standard Disclaimers Apply

A/N: And you all thought I'd forgotten about this little tale…

Robin closed his eyes as he looked at the Possible's front door. He tried to put himself in the mind of his hated enemy and asked where he would put the explosives. He logically ruled out tripwires in doorframes, knowing that there was over and hour and twenty minutes until detonation. The potential placements for a bomb were almost limitless. Gas mains, water heaters, garages, kitchens… one by one Robin measured the possibility against Slade's motivation.

Raven put a hand on Robin's shoulder.

"Robin?"

Kim walked up to the two Titans, "Okay, we have one hour, twenty-four minutes to go. I called Officer Hobble and told him about the threats. I hope you're right Robin."

"Actually, Kim, I hope I'm dead wrong and there are no bombs," Robin corrected. "I'm okay Raven."

Robin swung open the front door, and Kim rushed in. Her green eyes scanned the living room for anything out of place. Robin quietly entered, with Raven floating behind. She moved through the house like an apparition and stayed out of Robin's and Kim's way.

"Everything seems okay in the kitchen," the red headed heroine called.

"Keep searching. And help Raven find something of significance to your father or brothers. The faster we find them, the faster they're out of harm's way."

"Okay, Robin."

Raven grimaced. She was nearly overwhelmed with the dominant residual emotion in the house: Love. To the young witch, it was like being in an oven. The warmth, instead of filling her, only ripped open the loneliness of her upbringing. Raven felt suddenly felt hollow. She started to speak her mantra and focused on the face of the leader of the Teen Titans. Her mental defenses re-established themselves just as Kim appeared holding an old child's sweatshirt with a faded red and white rocket on it.

"Rocket Buddies?" Raven said with her usual biting monotone.

"Believe me; it's important to my Dad." Kim said. "My dad signed me up in it when I was like, six, and…" Kim trailed off. "Wait a minute…"

Kim ran to her room with Robin and Raven close behind. She pointed to her expansive collection of plush animals, and especially, the one on her bed. The small animal was an oddly constructed cross between a panda and a kangaroo.

"That is NOT my Panda-Roo!" she exclaimed.

Robin pulled out a scanning device and growled, "It's the first bomb."

…..

Cyborg rolled the T-ship, vainly trying to throw Overload off BB's pod. The elfin Titan's eyes widened and his knuckles went white as he gripped the seat.

"Dude! That is NOT working!"

"I know! I know!" Cyborg yelled. "Star! Can you get him off the T-ship?"

"I can try," Starfire said, her eyes suddenly glowing green as her canopy opened. The beautiful alien girl took to the sky. The jet wash from the T-ship pushed her back, and she furrowed her brow.

Cy hit the air breaks as Star zoomed back. Green energy crackled from her fingertips. She launched several warning shots, but Overload punctured the outer skin and grasped the wiring.

"I just got the damn thing fixed!" Cyborg growled as he pulled the separation activator.

The T-Ship split into five smaller pods, four falling away.

"Dude! What the…" Beast Boy cursed nastily "… are you doing?" The green boy hit the eject, and the canopy exploded off his pod. He transformed into a falcon and watched his pod plummet toward the city. The other unmanned pods quickly activated their autopilots and flew back to the Tower.

"I couldn't let Overload take control of the entire ship," Cy said.

Overload merged with the falling pod and activated the combat mode. Its independent weapon systems and engines came to life.

"He has taken control of the pod!" Star yelled as she flew past Beast Boy. She charged up her energy and let fly her devastating eye blasts. The pod exploded magnificently, much to Cy's horror.

BB dove through the debris and grasped small control card that housed Overload's intelligence as Star atomized the larger pieces with precision eyeblasts.

"Now we must help Robin," Starfire commanded.

…..

Ron paced nervously. He didn't expect a simple date would be so frustratingly eventful. Sure, Jinx was hot, but in that weird Goth hottie way, But he didn't expect Monkey Fist to attack. And how the heck did Monkey Butt know where to look? The thought of being somehow mystically linked to that freak made Ron shiver. But what other answer was there?

He looked back at the spoiled picnic lunch, thrown around the park by the fight, and Jinx folded it all into the blanket. He couldn't take his eyes off the girl and let out a long, slow sigh.

"Jinx," he said with surprising resolve, "it's not safe here. We need to go."

"Okay, baby," she mewed.

Ron stretched out his hand and pulled Jinx lightly to her feet. The freckled boy glanced around to get his bearings but suddenly realized that they had gone so deeply into the park, he was completely lost. He reached into his pocket and looked for his own communicator, only to remember he left it on his nightstand.

"Um, Jinx," he sputtered.

"We're lost aren't we?" Jinx said with mild amusement.

"Well, it's not like I expected a fight or anything!"

"Come on Meriwether," Jinx said coolly and guided Ron by the hand. "The path's that way."

"Gee, thanks Sacagawea," Ron said, actually getting a historical reference for once.

Jinx took his hand and guided him along the small game path she said they followed earlier. Ron wasn't sure but didn't complain, her soft hand felt exquisite is his. She looked back, and Ron got lost in her bright lilac eyes.

They walked for an hour, before Ron finally pulled his hand from hers.

"Where are we? I thought you knew the way out of here, Jinx."

"Umm, I thought I did, too," Jinx said sullenly.

Ron and Jinx both sighed. He looked around and saw… something. The pale girl followed Ron's gaze to a bright, red clad man disappearing into a cave. Ron Stoppable crouched and tugged Jinx's hand slightly. He held a finger to his lips and craned his neck to get a better look at the cave entrance.

With surprising stealth, the pair were soon at the opening.

"Lower River Valley is full of old silver mines," Jinx whispered. "But most of them have been sealed."

Ron nodded. "Yeah, but that guy looked like one of Drakken's Syntho-Drones. Lemme have your cell phone. I gotta call Kim."

"You're not calling anyone, Sidekick Lad. Besides, the reception down here stinks."

Ron turned with a start. At the top of an outcropping was a greenish beauty with long, flowing jet-black hair. Her hands dripped with glowing green plasma.

"Shego!"

Ron would have turned and grabbed Jinx, but he suddenly felt woozy and the ground came rushing up to meet him.

…..