Title: This Little Photograph
Synopsis: Raven thinks back on a battle that happened and an injury that occurred, making her think about a certain someone… RaexBB
Dedication: nobody…
Author: Emma Catherine

Somehow it all happened all so quickly.

One of those things that just keeps haunting my mind.

I can't help but remember, even though I want to forget…

Robin walked quickly through the room, pacing back and forth and back and forth…

"Would you just sit down already?" I finally snapped, he obeyed me.

"I just don't get it, Raven! How did they get these pictures? How did they catch that of all things?" he moaned, flipping through the pages of the thoroughly read through tabloid. The front cover had a picture of Robin kissing Star after a battle two days before. He wouldn't stop obsessing over the fact that the paparazzi had caught the public display between the two titans, and it was beginning to grate on my nerves.

"It's not like you two haven't been going out for two months! Everyone already knew that!" I stood and grabbed the magazine, stalking to my room and intending on burning the rancid piece of yellow journalism so he'd stop obsessing, then lighting a stick of lavender incense…. But something stopped me.

I threw the magazine on the bed, finding that a picture on the middle page caught my eye. It was him… the boy of my dreams, holding me after I fell.

I felt the bump on the back of my head left from that battle. The battle that ended without me, without him. He went with me to the hospital. But the picture was one that I don't remember being taken.

He caught me while I was falling… he grabbed me from thin air. My arm slid behind him until it was limply hanging behind me. My back was arched with no muscle support.

But he didn't drop me.

He just held on…

Held onto me like my life depended on it….

I'm still staring at that picture. The one where he's holding me. Keeping the breath in my lungs simply by caring.

He cried that day. He looked to the sky and sobbed as the ambulance pulled away with me… he opted to stay out so there was enough room for the medics…Robin told me all of this.

I didn't know he cried. That he allowed himself to weep over like someone like me…

What he didn't know was that when I woke up I was crying. Crying out in the ambulance. Wishing for someone who I love to hold me again…

I still don't remember any of that. I still don't even remember falling back to an unconscious state… I do remember waking up.

The monitors beeping, IV's pumping into my arm… and someone sitting next to me, holding my hand, telling me that I was okay… that I was going to wake up… that he needed me…

I cried when I saw him… I knew he must love me if he sat by my bed and waited for me to wake up…

I'm looking at the picture again… and I have to wonder, as I clip it out and slip it into a frame which I will soon toss into my trunk, why he chose me.

Then again- Beast boy was strong enough to keep my life in me, by simply loving the unlovable person that I am…

that really stunk… I'll go ahead and post it anyway- lemme know what you liked and what you didn't… Got me out of a writers block
gah!
Em