She looked at him wondering what in the hell was going on. He looked up and realized she was up.

"Beast Boy what happened?" He sat up straight clearing his throat and wiping his tears away.

"Rave I don't know how to tell you this?" He started to cry once more.

"Please tell me what happened…" She looked down his hand, which was lying, lightly on her stomach. HER BABY where did it go! Her stomach was now flat when it was round form carrying her baby for 8 moths WHAT HAPPENED!

"Raven we found you on the bathroom floor bleeding…. Some one liberally killed our baby."

"WHAT! NO this can be true! How?" Raven said not meaning it as a real question but it got an answer.

"You were stabbed more then once causing to much trauma to the baby." Raven started crying as the lights started to bust one by one. Beast Boy wrapped his arms around her as they sobbed on each other's shoulder.

"Raven I know this is a lot for us to handle but do you know who did this," He asked staring at her in the eyes hoping she would remember. The sad thing was she didn't remember just like her nightmare. Who ever were doing this were an illusionist and a powerful magical being. The pain and everything else was forgotten including them even going to the mall in the first place. She tried her best remember but nothing came up.

"No I don't remember whoever did this made me forget."

"I don't think we are dealing with a human being Raven."

"I don't care whoever did this will pay greatly for taking my sons life." She sobbed once more but this time she couldn't stop her shaking. The rest of the team came in curious about her condition she just shrugged it off. She didn't talk nor ate or anything for the next few days while she was in there. Beast Boy tried his best to get her to eat but no luck.

Days turned into weeks and she became weak. The hospital let her out since her stitches were practically healed over. They returned home but she didn't change her behavior it just got worse. The thin piece of muscle and fat that had once covered her stomach was now fading away as her ribs began to show. Overtime she walked into that bedroom where the baby's things used to be instead of crying she just laid down acting as if it was never there.

One night she got up to go get sem water when she heard some one crying and some one else comforting them.

"Beast Boy calm down she will be all right."

"If I lose her I will kill myself! I can't take this I need her to be there but now she isn't. She is depressed and sad and THERE ISNT A THING I CAN DO ABOUT IT!" His tears caused her pain as she thought about how she was neglecting him.

She sneaked into the kitchen and opened up one of the drores not making a sound. She grabbed something and quietly went back into her room. Within seconds she was holding a blade to her wrists debating what she wanted to do. She couldn't believe she caused him all that pain. So she took the blade and slid it across her wrists. She just watched the blood drip onto the floor but instead of quitting she continued until her wrist was covered in blood. The slicing of her own skin made her feel much better and now she felt as if she could take on anything. Raven wiped away the blood and covered her wrists up with bracelets and walked out feeling like a whole new person.

"Beast Boy!" Raven called out waiting for him to reply.

"Raven?"

"Yeah it is me."

"I really don't know what to say to you it has been so long since I have talked to you." He looked down at the floor when he found her. She gave a light smile and walked up to him lifting his head up.

"I know and I am deeply sorry about that. I am still a little shocked about what happened but I just realized this wasn't the way to be. I love you please don't forget that OK?"

"I would never forget that but you are near death and I don't want to lose you cause you know I love you also. "

"I am going to take care of myself."

"That is what I want to hear." Beast Boy smiled and lightly kissed her but was surprised when she made the kiss much deeper.

"I think I am going to eat." He gave a smile and led her into the kitchen.

She thought to her self that cutting her wrists made her feel better so why not use that as a tool. She felt a slight burn on her wrists but smiled at the pain for it made her feel just like she used to.