Here it is, chap. 2 of "Delicate Sound of Thunder", but first, some tips, this fic is set after the end of season 4, so the titans are a little older than the cartoon shows them, so they are in the range from ages 17 to 20 (BB has 18, so go figures)

as usual, I own nothing except my guitar and my bed, Teen Titans are owned by DC Comics, Pink Floyd owns tthe little bits of lyrics and wisdom, and i own my opinions (the shrink´s oppinions)

"… good, no one is here, that's good… no stupid story" and it was… the common room of the tower was empty… deserted can be a better description of the place… just the light provided by the refrigerator creates the shading environment and the perfect place for his thoughts "wow… today was a great day… excepting the fact that we stopped two robberies, I had to stand the fact that a group of sub normal humans called me a freak… I was this close to take their spleens with a swift claw, and that I have to still pretend my condition… but as usual Dave and the Eclipse saved my day, maybe I'll accept those guitar lessons that he offered me, just for the sake of doing something completely new to me… nice, my tofu burger is ready, now I have to pick up my MP3 player and let operation "oblivion" start… may I choose Dark Side as it soundtrack? … yeah, it always takes me away from everything" little he knew that from the hallway he was been watched by a blue and black silhouette "… did my senses tricked me or I just heard Beast Boy pronounce eloquent words? … I guess that I got a lot of stress on me" … a pair of spiked green ears reacted to the sound of her voice... "Did I just hear Raven in the hallway? … nah, I just was fooled by the music" and with that final sentence he entered to his room.

Home, home again. / I like to be here when I can. /When I come home cold and tired / It's good to warm my bones beside the fire.

A sleepless night… another sleepless night, he let the MP3 player still running on assorted Floyd tunes… that was the musical background for his thoughts… and it all started by a name… a name that still lives in his happiest memories, but that haunts him on his worst nightmares… "God damn it… why it all happened that way? Terra? Can you explain it? I know that happened 2 years ago, of course that a lot of water has passed under the bridge, but I still have that feeling that nothing happened, but like all the faucets of my life, it was real, it was terrible, and I have to regret it until the day I die. I saw you not as a possible girlfriend, probably we would ended in a tremendous breaking up, instead I saw you as my confident, as a new best friend, the kind of friends that you rely on, I told you my secrets and I showed you my reality… hell, with you I was happy, you knew the real me, I was a smart kid that loved to act as a dumb to make everyone happy …damn, I'm thinking as a emo kid, I have to stop that…the fact is that I... the team and me trusted on you and you stabbed us in the back, I guess that the rest of the team just coped on that, but in my case it was fatal, you almost made me kill myself, I didn't leave my room for days, you turn me into a zombie, until I come to my senses … I hated you, I would kill you if I wanted to… but my little me inside my head still trusted you… so I gave you a chance, and you made it, you saved us, you gave me a hint of hope…you gave me light, but you faded out when you immolate yourself and were turned into stone, you almost killed me again… far away, but so damn close. You were turned into stone, you fall in a inducted animated suspension and you let me alone again... then in that instant my ordeal started" he searched in the dark for something on his room, his eyes adapted to the obscurity and there it was, on the floor, under his bed… a framed picture… a photo of he and Terra, sleeping together on the couch with lots of make up, courtesy of Cyborg, he laughed, but as he ended he went back to his train of thoughts.

"… 9 months with a shrink… I have to use all the tricks that I knew to pretend that I was fine… but he discovered my charade, and it was a relief (thanks for the hypocrites oath) and he didn't told that to my friends… he told me that all I needed is to accept the fact that I was smart, and that I got a lot of anger issues… but I can't, that charade is the only thing that makes me mentally sane, now I have to be the smart kid that has to pretend to be dumb, because if he don't he will be labeled as a misfit and locked away in a white padded room…and he will lost all that he labeled as his life and his friends. But some good things come out of all this, Charles… my shrink started me in Pink Floyd, you knew me, I'm smart but I listened to a wide array of musical crap, but he gave me a CD with a prism and a black background as cover, I remember what he told me that day …"

-FLASHBACK-

"Gar, I guess that this will be new to you"

"Yes… what is it?"

"It's a record…"

"No… you are joking, right?"

"No, and I'm talking about the group that made the album… Pink Floyd"

"What's that… some stoned rock group? I don't listen to that music"

"And what do you listen? Emo punk groups and that stuff?"

"Well… yeah, but what kind of patient-doctor relation is this? We're not paying you to be my musical assistant"

"I'll give you this tip, not as you psychiatrist, but as an older guy that has lived way more life that you'll pretend to live. You're listening to people that pretend that their life is complete misery… but they don't. Is not funny to profit of some teenager "wasted" youth, and is not healthy for you to listen to them, did I made my point clear? … Go and listen to the Dark Side, that's better than give you useless pills… that's my advice… ok… that ended today's session, want a coffee? I invite"

­-ENF OF FLASHBACK-

"… but here I am, it seems that has passed a couple of years, but I still miss you… I miss being with you doing nothing, just staring at the sky and looking to the clouds. I guess that you'll come back to this world someday, well, I'll be waiting you and we will have all the fun that you deserved and we'll have the time of our lives…and I'll take you to the Eclipse and you'll listen to Pink Floyd and we'll be happy…´cause both of us needs and deserves that… being a happy person… but now I deserve some sleep, so…see ya soon, Terra" and with that last thought on his mind, Gar went to Dream's realm.

How I wish, how I wish you were here./ We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year/ Running over the same old ground./ What have we found? The same old fears. / Wish you were here.

Two weeks has passed since the last time that Garfield dreamed about Terra, he didn't forget her, but he was more occupied with some other issues as living out with his "fake dumb person" issue "ok rise and shine, another day, another opportunity to prove them wrong" Beastie, Garfield's sub conscience, saluted him

"Hey…how do you manage to be awake before me?"

"That's easy, I'm your subconscious you, while you sleep, I play in your mind…"

"Yeah, I know that, by the way, thanks for the dreamless nights… I needed the good sleep"

"You're welcome, everyone needs some rest, but now I have to leave, it's time for you to be alive and breathing"

"Whoa… BB, you look like crap" Cyborg uttered to the green titan

"… Gee, thanks dude… I love you too" BB answered with a hint of sarcasm to his half machine friend "so, how's breakfast going?"

"BB… its 11:43 in the morning… breakfast time passed like half and hour ago, so you'll have to wait ´til lunch time"

"Nah… I'll eat something later… and where are the others?"

"Hmm… let me see, Raven is in her bedroom, so don't disturb her, Robin is in the training room and Starfire is in her garden… and I'm in another dimension…" Cyborg mocked

"… Ok, thanks for the briefing, Sgt. Stone… I'll eat some fruit and then I'll spend some time with Star… and then prepare, Cy, because I want the rematch in Mega Hardcore Underground Racing X"

"…BB, tell me, when will the bloodshed end? ´cause you know that I'm invincible "

"Really? Because I'm indestructible and a little crazy… so who knows what will happen"

"I can predict that I'll whoop your ass from here to past Tuesday"

"We'll see… we'll see" BB took some fruits from a near basket and went to the elevator, to the last floor of the tower… not so long ago that place of the tower was a forgotten storage room, but thanks to Star's incipient hobby, gardening, and the help of a certain green titan that room passed from a cold and ugly room for used articles to an artificial garden of delights, at first no one took notice of the existence of that unusual space on the room… until the fifth anniversary of the creation of the team… that place was Star's gift to her companions, a little bit of life for a place that needs it so much.

"Hey, Kori! How're you!" BB asked

"Friend Garfield! How're you? I see that you're fully awake" answered the red haired alien that was using some used clothes, covered in dirt, but with a smile from ear to ear "did you sleep well?"

"as usual, yes" Gar responded as the thought "I hate to lie to her, my lil´sis" , Star has to be the only person on the tower that calls him by his birth name, the fact that he helped her to build the garden make a special bond between them that started right after the Terra incident, she was the only one that help him when he lost Terra twice, while the others gave him just words and pity, she gave him compassion, and as a sign of gratitude he gave him an oleander, his favorite flower, with a "thank you" note… but more important was what the note said "Star, I owe you one, a BIG one, so you can count on me on everything you need, from gardening issues to sweet revenge ,and you have earned a new brother(I guess that I'm a better sibling than Blackfire, just joking), I'm all yours as you "servant", you know, I'll be grateful forever with you, that's the meaning of the servant thing (not really, more of a part-time servant), Love… Garfield Logan, your bro"… in the latter days, an "unholy" alliance formed between them, the "jester" and the princess, Garfield & Koriand´r, partners in crime, the best of friends, a new reason to live in the tower… to take care of his "lil´sister"

"Garfield… do you remember which day is today? Asked Star in a childish way?

"Hmm… let me see" Gar says as he watch his wrist watch "September 10… no way? It has passed a year?"

"Yes! Today it's the anniversary of the garden, 365 days has passed since we ended the facility… and it has been quite a wonderful year" flowers, plants, all the place feels alive, the garden has all sorts of flowers, from the common rose to the most exuberant blossom from Tameran "and for this occasion I have a present for you, my "criminal companion" here, take this, my sibling, as a gift from me to you" she handed him a flower… but not an ordinary flower, it was an oleander… a green oleander

"Wow… Kori, I'm… speechless, impressed and curious, it's weird and green, just like me" He hugged her and thought "maybe it's not a bad time for some covered truth" "Kori, I need an advice"

"Yes, Garfield, tell me"

"See, there is a friend of mine that has an issue, an issue about his inner self… he has something deep inside that doesn't allow him to live a normal life, but the problem is that his issue isn't a bad thing, but he sees it as a burden, he is smart, but he pretends to be an dumb guy just to been accepted and to not raise some sort of suspect on him, he has a lot of potential to give to the world, but he doesn't… what do you think that he can do?"

"The case is very simple… he is just being selfish and unsure of himself… he has to tear down that façade and show his inner self, he can't deny to this world the opportunity to see whatever he has to give to the human kind"

"thanks, next time that I see him I'll tell him" he ended his sentence and took something from one of his pockets… a photo from one year ago "wow puberty at his best, one year I was a scrawny little boy and now I'm a taller, older and scrawnier guy, life does change us"

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world. / I'll give you anything, everything if you want things.

It seems that when everything is ok, something will happen and will make some important changes… for the good or the bad… sometimes change it is good, it is merciless but good, but also sometimes it's bad, it destroys all that you got and let you broken in the middle of a highway ready to been eaten by the scavengers… sometimes good days are like the eye of the storm… calm but giving a fake sensation of relief…

End of Chapter 2