Disclaimer: don't own any characters of the Teen Titans, that including Red X, but if his "real name" should pop up then I own that, and I own the names and eventual characters Enesta Blasa and her sons Marcus and Ryan, thought they are not in this chapter.

A/N: From now on, whenever Raven refers to the name "tom" keep in mind that this is the actually name for male cats – and when she's feeling playful she'll refer to the blue cat "Tom" and the mouse "Jerry" in the cartoon "Tom and Jerry". So yeah just a heads up in case you get confused okay.

Anyway here's the next chapter, enjoy ...

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"If she take a chance on me
I'd give her everything
I'm telling you that she is the one."
- Frankie J "#1 Fan"

I Guess We'll Work It Out

"Uh-huh … uh-huh … alright, just wait up and we'll be right there." Robin flipped off his communicator and looked up to the rest of the Titans in the room, minus Jinx of course. She was just a prisoner. I watched Robin as I stirred my tea noticing his detective front was on, he had that deep-thought-don't-disturb-me thing going on for him and I wasn't about to break the ice to ask what the chief of Jump City Police Department wanted.

For one I already knew what he wanted.

I glanced at Jinx and could tell she was observing it all with mild amusement, after all I had told her about what happened last night and now she was witnessing the reaction of the other Titans. I just prayed she wouldn't be too obvious. If I knew one thing the Boy Wonder was thinking of right about now was to interrogate the girl for what she was really looking for in the Museum. After all the place had been raided again and this time the heist was successful.

At this thought I quickly drank my tea to hide the unstoppable smile, And the mice ran away with the cheese, I sang with the tune from that silly nursery rhyme of the cow jumping over the moon. I took a long gulp and tried to control my smile the best I could before I set it down and pretended to be my normal self as Robin sighed with a low growl, "Looks like someone hit up Emerald Museum again guys."

Beast Boy gaped, and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as he looked cautiously to Jinx, puft as if, "Again? Dude? Who did it and how come the alarm didn't go off?"

Robin shrugged, "I don't know, but apparently Red X is on the loose and is runnin' around with the belt –"

"What?" Cyborg bellowed and I was right next to him, I shot him an aggravated look as I moved from leaning against the counter to standing next to Aqualad who sat on the couch. Leaning on the armrest I watched the spectacle play out, "The belt? That means he got into the tower man, THE TOWER! How the hell did he get in without trippin' the alarm here?"

Cyborg … was livid.

That was all I could say about him, and though I should be feeling guilty, I wasn't and I'm not about to. Why should I so I could ruin my fun? Hell no. So I was the one that snuck into the Tower vault and stole the belt for Red X big deal, not like we hurt any body … much.

"Hulup," Bumble Bee interrupted with her little slang, "who this X guy? What do you mean he snuck into the tower? You mean last night? When all us are up in here, the nerve!"

"Red X is Robin's alter ego when he had this over obsession with Slade," Beast Boy blabbed rolling his finger around the side of his head as if to signal Robin was slightly looney and I had to agree. Back then Robin went kind of nuts, not that I was fully shocked, I actually saw it coming. Beast Boy continued never minding the evil look Robin was giving him. Damn if looks could kill Beast Boy be about six feet under about now, "anyway he said the thing was a mistake and locked it away, then a few months later after Terra … ya know … X came back, but as some one else and damn has he got some skill."

"Don't encourage it Beast Boy," I quickly spoke up with my dry tone to distract Robin from reaching into his belt and sending the changeling's head flying across the room. Though I would have been delighted if he did, Robin would be marked a crazed psycho – not that he already isn't border lining, I stepped up and walked to the kitchen to put my cup away, "So X is back, doesn't mean we can't take him down. He got away once, he won't this time."

Is it just me or do I make up the most conviniciing lies?

"And I'm going to make sure of it," Robin growled and I gulped, he was serious about Red X. He really did take him to heart, oh boy better watch out, gotta' warn X about it, "alright, Titans Jump come with me along with Bumble Bee we gotta' clean down the crime sight and comb for anything that'll lead us to X. Raven you stay here with Jinx, if there's a problem I have no doubt that you can handle yourself, I just don't want you getting hurt while in your condition. Aqualad, Speedy, Mas and Menos think you could watch the Tower for us while we're gone?"

"No problem," Aqualad nodded with a confident smile.

"We're cool," Speedy shrugged and jumped as the Spanish twins yelped and announced in Spanish that they'd help, how I knew what they were saying was simple. X's cousin was fluent in Spanish and every time I went to Twister's Garage she always spoke to X in Spanish every time she was angry with him. She taught me a few phrase here and there, her name? Enesta Blasa, nickname Nesta.

Robin nodded and gave me one last look to whom I bowed my head, "Go on, I'll be fine, you guys be careful okay?"

He nodded, "Okay, Titans let's go."

With that they all disappeared beyond the exit leaving me standing in the kitchen with Aqualad and Speedy already fighting each other over the remote, then Mas and Menos to engross in a Spanish conversation to bother. I sweat dropped, if Jinx and I weren't on such comfortable terms then for sure she'd take this chance to over power me and kill me with any kind of sharp object. All it'll take was one shot to the neck or the chest and I was dead, Oh yeah, I feel so safe.

"Aqualad! If you can hear me I'm going to my room!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, give me the damn remote you land-lover!"

"Fuck you water-sucker!" Speedy growled and Aqualad yanked the remote from him, but he wasn't giving up. Speedy dove on the Atlantean and before I could put to memory the other obscene names they shouted at each other I looked to Mas and Menos.

"Mas, Menos," I called to them in Spanish and they gave me a shocked look, "Make sure they don't kill each other, and make sure they don't disturb me okay?"

They looked at me, then at each other and shrugged agreeing with me lifting up their thumbs, "You got it Raven."

I thanked them then turned to Jinx and the two of us made our way to my room. When we were a good hearing distance away from the four – not that it really mattered – I spoke to Jinx, "I'm going out, you better behave yourself and do what you're really here to do. Find that counter spell; also if no one's looking then find me the items on the list. Think you can do this all with resisting temptation?"

"I'll be a good little villain," Jinx grinned and I took it as an 'okay' then broke for my room leaving her to her own confinement as I got ready to be Sis in the middle of daylight. Ugh, I hate the daylight, it's so … bright and there's hardly any shadow's to hide in. To top that it's summer, no doubt it was going to be hot as hell once I stepped out into the heat.

Another reason to love the night, god if I was the ruler of the universe I swear I'd make it so one part was only covered in darkness just for me, but as luck may have it. You can't always have things your way. Not that you couldn't try, you know what they say if you want something done you have to do it yourself. That, many people put to heart. Hero's like Robin for instance, they couldn't rely on the handy-dandy Police Force to catch X, hell they couldn't even handle a break out no less then a loose slick thief.

I'm not saying that just because I'm Red X partner, I'm saying this cause it's the truth. Come on, if last night wasn't enough to convince you of their ignorance and sloppy work then I don't know what will. Every time I came into some kind of dangerous contact with the law I knew exactly how to evade and deceive. Hell I knew some tricks every other villain didn't in escaping the police without force.

Though I'm not going to say what those tricks are, those are for my own records thank you very much.

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"Aren't you the least bit considering her?"

"No and I don't think I should."

"Why?" I shot back with great agitation, he was becoming difficult to persuade again, with a sigh I sat back in the old American Muscle with the driver's side open. My left leg hanging out while my right was stretched out to the petals tempted to just reeve the engine and scare X from under the Muscle where he was working to change the transmission fluid.

There was grumbling from under neither and I knew he was scowling, "Because she's a thief."

I raised a brow and tried to look under the car to him, but no use he was submerged, "Hello? Have you looked in the mirror lately."

He growled and rolled from under the Muscle, stood up and walked around the car, coming to the driver's side I leaned back inside when he put a hand on the door and with his cool gray eyes gave me a hard look, "She's a different kind of thief. She's reckless and her style is sloppy, I don't trust it."

"Well I was very well the same in the beginning," I argued softly with a shrug as he scoffed and shook his head while pulling away from the driver's side and walking to the counter shelf to pick out more tools.

"No, you were different …" he thought aloud then came back to the car to continue his job, "Jinx just wants attention and she'll attract it to. She's already got a mean streak with the Titans and no doubt if she does mess up and gets caught she'll make sure someone goes down with her. Now that she knows about you I bet she'll be using that to her greater good."

I smirked, "Do you always think so negative?"

"No, I think of the possibilities before I go screwin' with alliances."

Now I was curious, getting out of the car and never caring that I got my white long sleeved blouse dirty I laid on my stomach and stretched out resting my head on my arms as I looked under the car to X. He stopped what he was doing and looked at me with his untamed messy light brown spiky hair from all the grease and oil I could tell he was having trouble with it getting in the way.

So I reached out and moved it from his face, then brought my arm back to rest my head, "What made me different that you decided to "recruit" me?"

His cute yet strong face went blank for a moment as he thought about the question, his tensed muscles relaxed and his gray eyes turned distant. Then he just sighed and shrugged returning to his work, as he answered with a secretive, "I don't know … like I said you were just different."

He was hiding something, I knew cause he always acted different and tried to remain his normal self, then he'd either come up sort or over do it. Right now he was coming up short and was quiet, not something usual for a guy like X. So I decided I poked about myself for a long enough while and went back to the matter at hand, "Okay I'm different, what'll get you to trust Jinx enough to at least keep inventory for us. You know personal secretary or something."

X grinned and gave me a playful look, back to his old self, "I already got a personal secretary. You cover that job quite nicely."

I glared, and picked my head up, "Get your filthy mind out of the gutter for once and think straight. I'm serious, while were out she could … I don't know operate home base and tell us if the Titans are on their way if we do trip up an alarm. It could come in handy."

He tighten the last bolt then slid from under the car, I got up off the ground and dusted myself off as well as I could already knowing that I killed the white blouse. Then bent and tried to dust off my pants, before looking up to X who immediately dove into the hood. Well, he was certainly occupying himself toady, he took a deep breath and sighed heavily, "Sure it could come in handy … but if we don't play her right she could very well use that to her advantage."

I walked to the side of the hood and leaned on the car watching him work more of his magic never bothering to ask what exactly he was doing with it. Just sticking to the planning, however when I opened my mouth to speak my mind he cursed and pulled up when he apparently cut himself on something, "Shit! That smarts."

"Go wash it and disinfect it, I thought I saw Nesta put a bottle of peroxide in the cabinet under the sink." I informed, just as he did as I said walking to the sink in the garage and washing his hands from the grease and oil I followed him step by step just to see if he needed help.

Not that it mattered, X was very capable of taking care of him self.

Call it a woman's intuision, but whenever any of the Titans were hurt I'd have the terrible urge to follow and watch out for them. Starfire was the same, but she expressed that feeling openly. I watched grab the battle and gently pour the peroxide on the wound. It wasn't big, but it was cut deep into his index finger. His body went ridged as the sting from the chemicals went in and killed the bacteria.

I helped him out and grabbed a Band-Aid from the side drawer, unconsciously I took a hold of his hand and blew on the slightly bleeding cut. I felt him chill ever so visibly from the cold air then I tore open the Band-Aid and quickly wrapped it around to cover the wound, "There, better?"

I looked at him and I wish I hadn't, he was giving me that look I was uncomfortable with. Something mixed with that playful desire spark he'd get when we were playing around, but with this look it was more meaningful. Distant, as if he was struggling with something and I could see it in his gray almost silver eyes, even without my powers. There was just something that made me less then curious to explore the meaning of this look.

I felt that if I did, I'd be crossing that boundary we set up where we were just business partners and I guess maybe friends, but either way I didn't want to venture into the other "possibilities". Though every time I saw him with out his mask he always – and it never fails – gave me this one look I felt uncomfortable with. Give me a look of hatred and I can deal, but give me this … and I'm stuck.

I don't know how long we held each other in a stare down, but I couldn't win this. It was just to scary for me, I know childish, but he freaked me out whenever he gave me "the look" as I am so going to be calling it from now on. Blinking I turned away and put the box of Band-Aids away then recapped the bottle of peroxide as X shook his head and huffed, "Alright let's do it."

I stumbled the balance of the peroxide in my hand almost fell out as I turned to give him a strange look, "Do … what?"

"Let's let Jinx in, but only as inventory alright," he scowled ever so slightly and I smiled as he snorted, "I don't believe I'm actually agreeing to this."

"Well at least we got that out of the way," I waved and we made our way back to the garage where X just sat him self on the counter shelf deciding to take a break as I reached for the wrench to busy myself to not have to look him in the eye again. I may always rag on him about how stupid the mask looks, but I guess I could face him better with it then without. Cause with out it he just distracted me from actually thinking straight.

No doubt about it, he was a real eye candy.

Dark tanned completion with a nice smile and all that jazz, the truth was if he took off his shirt – which he just so happened to do as I stood next to him working on a broken gas powered remote control car Nesta's two boys' owned. They were young, about the ages of 8 and 9, and they were so adorable. The oldest named Marcus, and the youngest Ryan; they were well behaved, and loved me for some strange reason. I guess I won them over when I first saw them by sneaking them chocolate bars when the disaster of their gas powered RC put out.

Well anyway, X's body was not bad, impressively built but not so much for the job we went into. Just enough to keep one guessing if he could actually put up a fight, I'd have to say most of his muscle was probably built with this job he had and the rest out of pure boredom. I guess when you got nothing better to do on the street and you didn't want to get into the serious junk like drugs and dealing them – though I wouldn't put it passed him that he hadn't done it at least once. He worked out.

Simple as that, but what got me staring were small invisible scars he had on various places of his body. Though there was this one curious scar on his wrist where it looked like he had once been a cutter. There were these deep gashes on his right wrist that at first glance looked like it was self-inflicted, but as time went on and I stared at it more closely I noticed it had to have been from something else. They looked more like claws … like someone or thing had gripped his wrist, dug into his skin and pulled.

It looked painful, and I asked where he got it, he just said it was a past best forgotten. I accepted it then, but when I asked again later he said it was from an accident and left it at that. For the moment I respected the silence and privacy, but even later I asked again and this time got the response that it was a training accident from his mentor. I asked who the mentor was and he shrugged answering with a nonchalant, she lives in Gothem City.

From then I was satisfied when he said that it was from a screw up on his part. He tripped off a high story building, and before he went down she caught him by the wrist and swung him to a safe ledge. Playfully I teased that she had caught him with stolen jagged jewels, but he chuckled distantly and it was then that I figured out who his mentor actually was and shut up. Though that didn't mean I didn't find it interesting where he and Robin's paths should cross.

"So how are we gonna' split the list," he suddenly asked and I shrugged as I worked on the RC.

"Well there's exactly 10 things on the list, most of those things being expensive jewels and art work that are found here in Jump. But the custom Harley, Jiggzer, and Suzuki R1's are going to be tough to find," I bit down on my lower lip trying to remember something else, then stopped and gave him a look, "He's also looking for a Nissan R932 SP LM Formula 1 Race car, X, where the hell – WHY the hell would a Nissan R932 SP LM Formula 1 Race Carbe in Jump City? There's not a track for miles!"

He chuckled and shrugged, looking genuinely amused by the whole thing, "Don't know, all we gotta' do is narrow down to the richest bastard in Jump and snag it."

I snorted and turned back to the RC, "Whatever, I know how to find it, I just want to know who would be stupid enough to house a Nissan R932 in Jump, they're clearly asking for it to be taken … and I'd be glad to."

"Damn thing got style," X grinned and nodded with a content look on his face obviously thinking about how sweet it would be to drive one of those babies. Hell I was even shaking from the thought of just how much horse power, and torque that sweet thing would be sitting on. I'd race circles around Cyborg and still have enough power to smoke the R-cycle in one stretch!

"Okay let's come back down to Earth," I giggled as X shook his head and hissed in want, his hand clenching and unclenching in anticipation of snatching such a toy, "I think you'd do good in taking the paints on the list. I'll take the jewels, then we'll move on to the bikes, and on the last day we'll boost the Nissan."

"Whoa, day? You talking day, day? Or you talking night day?" Well that got his attention and I grinned.

"What's the matter? To afraid of the light Dracula?" I teased and he gave me a glare.

"No, but in broad-daylight you're lookin' to boost a formula one race car?"

I nodded, "Well I never stuttered, and I most certainly am not talkin' in a different language. So yeah, day-light."

He shook his head and jumped off the counter, "Ah … maybe we should think the Nissan over a bit more later on, what you say?"

"Whatever you say X," I smirked and turned to face him taking a step closer I took off the silver framed sunset orange tinted sunglasses and put it atop my head to show the challenging spark of amusement in my eyes. I winked, "tonight we'll start with the paintings and the jewels, I got your cell so I'll tell you the plan. Now I gotta' go, no doubt tom's back. See ya."

Reaching up and using his shoulder as a little support I kissed him on his cheek and turned around to go back to being a Titan … for now. I scoffed; calling myself a Titan lost its charm and guilt. I don't know when it happened, but I was finding myself sinking more and more into the idea of just quitting the team all together. They'll do fine without me, and plus how can I be of any real use when I was always so tired from my nightly rendezvous with Red X.

Yet, I knew why I couldn't just quit.

My friends …

I can't just leave them like that I'll upset the balance of things.

Besides I needed to find the perfect excuse, though I had to find it fast, cause I'm sinking fasted in this quicksand of the night. I sighed and bowed my head as I stepped out of the garage from the back and headed to the abandoned warehouse not to far from it. I gotta' get out … I have to leave the Titans fast …but I can't … I don't have no place to go, I don't got no real reason to quit, can't tell them the truth, and I can't just leave my friends. Starfire … Robin … Beast Boy … Cyborg … Steel Titans … everyone … I can't just drop you, but I can't call myself a Titan any more. I'm sorry I couldn't be a hero like you guys, just please don't beg me to stay when the time comes … I'm sorry …

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Robin stood in the middle of the crime scene with an arm crossed over his chest and his elbow resting on his hand while his other hand ran his fingers thoughtfully along his lower lip. In deep thought about the whole place he looked to the cameras where they were cut cleanly, then to the door he retraced every possible prospect how everything went down. Then to the interrogated guards across from him and sighed as Starfire floated to him while Cyborg with a deep frown walked to him holding the security tapes.

"You're not gonna' like this man, but what they say is true, X had a partner, and she's good." Cyborg gestured to the confiscated tapes and Robin scowled.

Cursing under his breath so the cameras couldn't pick it up as he shook his head, "If that's so then how was it that they say she had X's belt when X was the diversion?"

"Perhaps the X gave it to her?" Starfire shrugged, with an innocent look in her green eyes. Robin clicked his tongue and before he said anything he looked to a human Beast Boy.

"Dude the whole place is clean, I can't pick up the scent of any one, sorry."

Bumble Bee flew to them with a look of deep irritation, "Now I know why you hate this guy, we found nothing, but this lame bag of a shard from some other jewel. It could be anything."

She tossed the evidence bag at Robin who caught it and looked through the plastic to the strange red gem, or as Bumble Bee suggests is a shard of glass. Robin glared and opened the bag, reaching a hand in he took out the shard to get a closer look, "Cyborg, you think this is a glass shard?"

Cyborg leaned in with his computer eye zooming in he studied it for a moment an shook his head, "No, the edges aren't jagged, their fine and straight. Carved into its shape … this looked like it fell off of something?"

Robin put the shard away praying that it'll lead him to X or his mysteries new partner, that's when he gestured for everyone to pack it in and head home. All the while he road his bike he sighed and thought, Okay … this is strange … Red X has a partner? I thought he worked alone? Or at least he "looks out for number one" what would lead him to getting one … and what's so important about the Diamond Key? What's his partner's motives? Following Cyborg from behind he happened a glance at his tank of power cells and nearly came at a full stop when he saw that two cells were already used! What the hell? I thought I filled this thing last night? Great, it better not be Speedy or I'm gonna' murder him, no one touches my bike without permission! It isn't anything to be taking out for a damn joy ride!

With a newfound frustration Robin throttled it and zoomed up a head of Cyborg to race back home, in the T-car the others saw the sudden burst of power and looked at each other then shrugged. Bumble Bee shook her head, "Mm, mm, mm, that man better cool it or he's lookin' to die at an early age. The guy stresses over nothin' some times."