Yes I know, it's kind of short, but I just couldn't stop writing this chapter so I cut it in half. Here's the first half, I just have to add the finishing touches to the second half and then I'll post it. You're going to hate me for not posting the rest after you read the end of this chapter, but that is a risk I am willing to take. Enjoy.

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"Thank you, Cyborg." Raven graciously accepted the cup of hot tea from her friend, placing it in front of her and letting the mug warm her hands. Thick white steam danced erratically across the surface of the amber liquid.

"Is there anything else that you need?" Starfire asked, leaning toward Raven. Her face was filled to the brim with a look of concern. Raven smiled meekly and shook her head.

The Titans had congregated in the main room of Titans tower after pulling Raven together. They had mounted a brief search for Beast Boy, but had decided finding him could wait until later. In Raven's shattered state, she didn't even think to warn them of what he could have possibly been doing out by himself.

"Are you ready to tell us what happened?" Robin asked gently. Starfire cast him an angry look for trying to press information out of the poor girl so soon.

Raven hesitated. She glanced to her left and looked out over the bay to the city, then over the city to the mountains. A wisp of cloud much like the steam in her mug hung around one jagged peak, framing it like a halo. Was it right for her to tell the other Titans what was going on with Beast Boy? That was his business. True, she had forced it out of him, but she had been incredibly worried. Undoubtedly the other Titans were worried as well; she could see it on their faces. It was obvious they were hiding behind masks constructed with trembling hands. She would at least wait for Beast Boy to get back before telling the other Titans anything.

"I don't think I can tell you exactly what happened," Raven spoke suddenly. "I don't want to do this without Beast Boy's consent. Also, he's not here to defend himself, that's not fair." Starfire, Cyborg, and Robin exchanged wary glances.

"Has friend Beast Boy done something so wrong that he would need to defend himself?" Starfire asked, floating uncomfortably close to Raven. The dark teen could smell her perfume. It was incredibly sweet, lending to mind images of sun soaked fields of never ending flowers. It was not unpleasant, but Raven thought it was an exact opposite of the feelings the current situation should have invoked.

"Sort of," Raven told her. "Beast Boy is dealing with something incredibly hard right now, and he needs our support whether he thinks so or not." Robin's mouth did its best to keep from doing so, but it eventually formed into a frown.

"Raven, I really think you need to tell us what exactly is going on. You were terrified after you saw whatever it was that you saw in Beast Boy's head." Robin sat down next to Raven and looked her straight in the eye, something Beast Boy couldn't do.

The fluorescent lights above them buzzed and shuttered slightly. Dark clouds marched in from the north and attacked the unbroken sky. The cloud's cavalry came in the form of high waves rushing into the bay, beating at the rocks on the shores of Titan's Tower. Robin leaned forward, so close to Raven that she could feel the warmth rolling off of his body and falling onto her own. "Tell us what you saw."

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Beast Boy's eyes had bled saline for some time after he had left Titan's Tower. He couldn't seem to get the tears to stop. They kept coming, spilling down his face. He wiped at them irritably until finally there was nothing left to cry.

It was incredibly cold out, and the icy winds cut at his exposed skin, leaving him shivering. He cursed himself for not grabbing his coat. He hadn't had time though. He couldn't have gone to his room; they would have found him before he had had a chance to leave. Together they would have interrogated him; all four of them circled around him, peering down into his face and demanding answers.

"Such a fuck up," he hissed to himself, "why couldn't you have just kept it to yourself?" He wasn't being fair though, how could he have possibly known that Raven would have reacted in such a way? He hadn't meant for her to see so much. He couldn't possibly go back now, at least for a while. But how long should he wait? A day? A week? Longer?

Beast Boy's body was shaking visibly now. The cold was unbearable. His teeth cracked together over and over and over and over and over. Frost crystals spread like a delicate spider's web through his still wet emerald tresses. 'I have to get out of the cold.'

"This is crazy," Beast Boy said suddenly. "I have to go back. I can't just stay out here in this weather, and maybe Raven hasn't told them anything." He knew that that was highly unlikely, but he would just have to deal with whatever they had for him when he got back to the tower. He quickly turned around and headed back the way he came.

"Ow," Beast Boy yelped suddenly, feeling a prick of pain at the back of his neck. After the initial pain, there were pulses of a lesser degree in the same spot. Beating, beating, beating like a heart. He reached back a green hand and felt a trickle blood run down his neck. Down in his chest a pressure was spreading out from his lungs and into his limbs. What was he feeling? This was nothing like the feeling he got when The Beast made itself known, but what else could it be? Dizzy figures swam in front of his eyes. Buildings became faces that opened their mouths and laughed at him, taunting him for not being able to control the thing that made him its home.

Beast Boy's legs collapsed under him and he hit the ground hard. He could feel the cold cement of the sidewalk pushing through his clothes and assaulting his skin. Just before his eyelids slid shut, he could swear he saw a figure standing over him. He tried to warn them, tried to tell them to run away. The green Titan didn't know what The Beast was capable of, he only knew what it wanted. It wanted death and destruction. It wanted blood to flow, lives to end. Beast Boy's mouth was mush though, he couldn't get it to work. And as he passed into darkness, he preyed for this person's soul.

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"No," Raven said right out. "I will not."

"You have to tell us," Robin said angrily, "this is important!"

"It is important, yes," Raven said, standing and knocking her tea to the ground. The mug exploded into a handful of tiny pieces that sat amongst the splattered tea like it was bleeding to death. "But I cannot and I will not tell you things you do not need to know."

"Why not?" Robin looked like a toddler whose toy was stolen away from him.

"Because the things I saw and felt would tear you up inside!" Raven screamed. She'd lost it. She had been calm, but she couldn't hold it in any longer. "Beast Boy is scared," Raven continued, "and I'm scared for him. I'm scared he's going insane, I'm scared he won't be able to hold on. Because of that, Robin, because of that and so much more, I will not tell you what I saw!"

The lights above them flickered and exploded. Glass rained down upon the four Titans. Random objects within fifteen feet of Raven disintegrated into nothing but powder. Scorch marks streaked across the kitchen table like it had been licked by an invisible fire. The hands on the clock beside the television that was flickering on and off spun round and round upon its face. The windows gazing out on the bay warped and bent as if touched by a great heat, and the moment everything had calmed down, the common room door slid slowly open with an electric whir, and a lone figure staggered in.

Beast Boy was covered all over with splashes of drying and still wet blood. It stained his hair and skin darker, and stood out so much against his white dirt smudged shirt, that the crimson liquid almost appeared to be glowing.

"Dude…" Cyborg's mouth hung open.

Beast Boy took another sticky step forward. "Help me," he said softly before falling forward onto the cold metal floor.