Raven couldn't sleep that night. Something didn't feel quite right. She didn't like Rowan being so far from her, at home their rooms were right next to each other. The room Raven shared with Starfire and Terra was three floors and a hallway away from Quon's room, where Rowan was sleeping. She was glad that the girls had hit it off so well, but she was afraid that if there was an emergency during the night, Rowan wouldn't be able to get to her. A hundred million things could happen and Rowan would be all alone in a strange place…
Robin was right. She was paranoid.
Just as Raven had convinced herself that Rowan would be fine, and was about to drift off to sleep, she felt a slight weight on her feet. She opened her eyes to see Quon crouched at the foot of the bed, her hot pink hair disheveled with sleep and her crimson eyes heavy with worry. "What is it, Quon?" she asked, using her best sisterly voice she could muster for someone other then Rowan at three in the morning. Quon was shivering.
"I think something's wrong with Rowan. She's having a bad dream. She was yelling for you in her sleep." Raven jumped out of the bed and pulled her robe around her, mostly out of habit considering that she lived in a house with three hormone-crazed teenage boys. Starfire stirred slightly and Raven told her that she was going to check on Rowan.
Quon led Raven down the stairs and across the hall and into her bedroom. Rowan was lying on the couch in front of Quon's tossing and turning, crying for Raven. "Shhh sister. It's alright. Shhh baby." Rowan pulled away in her sleep. "She won't wake up," Raven said slightly panicked. "Rowan," she shook her a few times, but Rowan refused to regain consciousness. She felt Quon's pale hand on her shoulder as the small girl touched her wrist to Rowan's forehead. Rowan's eyes shot open and she looked around wildly until she appeared to get her bearings. She saw Raven, gasping, she clung to her desperately, like a drowning soul. Raven looked at Quon to see the child jerk her hand behind her back, but not before Raven saw the rapidly healing cut across her wrist and she sharp piece of glass in her hand. "Quon, sweetie are you-"
"I'm fine, Raven," she said tolerantly. "My blood is…very powerful. It can heal…and…destroy." Raven looked questioningly at the girl. "Your sister has a lot of undiscovered darkness in her mind. You should let her sleep with you at night. She won't have nightmares when she's with you." Raven opened her mouth to say something, but Rowan finally became aware enough to speak.
"Raven, that was scary."
"What happened baby?"
"I…can't remember," she growled with frustration. "Why can't I remember these nightmares?" Quon was rubbing her hands gently on Rowan's arms, gently soothing her troubled mind. "Raven, will you stay with me?" Raven looked at Quon, who nodded.
"Sure baby." Raven leaned back against the back of the couch and Rowan snuggled against her chest. Quon sat down on the edge of her bed, looking at them with slight envy. "Come on Quon," Raven said, opening her arm to allow her to join them. Quon giggled and leaped in next to her, cuddling into the curve of Raven's waist. Raven wiped Quon's blood off of Rowan's forehead. She pulled a blanket over them and soon, all three girls and the two cats were asleep.
Raven woke with her sister and Quon still sleeping soundly next to her. The cats had already woken up and disappeared. She eased off the couch, being careful not to wake the two girls, and darted out of the room. Robin was already in the living room with Bumble Bee and Cyborg. Robin was telling her about the HIVE five.
"The others are pretty much incompetent. It's the one with the pink hair you've got to worry about, Jinx. She's pretty tough, and she's smart." Raven entered the room and sat next to Bumble Bee. "How's Rowan?" Robin asked.
"She had another nightmare. She's alright. She was pretty shook up."
"Poor kid." Bumble Bee said.
"She and Quon are still asleep."
"No they're not," Robin said as Rowan and Quon climbed down the stairs into the living room. Rowan clambered into Raven's lap and Quon sat down next to her. "You alright, Squirt?" Robin said gently.
"She had a rough night, but she's going to be fine," Quon said coolly.
"Yeah, Robin. You worry to much. Kids have nightmares all the time." Bumble Bee said. Rowan giggled.
"Hey…Bumble bee, do you have any pencil and paper I can borrow?"
"Sure baby, why?"
"I just feel like drawing." Rowan took a piece of paper out of the printer and borrowed a pencil from the desk. She sat on the couch and began to draw. Robin and Bumble Bee continued their conversation.
"Anyway, Mammoth is very strong and Gizmo is very handy with electronics. See-More has laser vision but, other then seeing up your skirt, it's not all that useful." Bumble Bee blushed. She sought to change the subject.
"What are you drawing, sweetie?" Rowan shrugged, but didn't look up from her sketch. Raven looked over her shoulder and gasped.
"Where did you see that?" She demanded.
"He was in my dream." Rowan said. Raven could feel her heartbeat quicken.
"What did he do in your dream?" she asked, forcing her voice to remain calm.
"He yelled. I don't remember what. His voice was really deep and harsh. The picture makes a chill run up my spine. I think he's evil."
"You have no idea," Raven muttered.
"Hey Rowan," Quon said softly, "why don't we go for a walk before breakfast?"
"Ok, coming." Rowan placed the picture face down on the coffee table before she darted out the door. Raven picked it up the drawing and turned it over, a chill wracking her body.
"Raven, are you alright?" Robin asked. Raven forced herself to nod. She looked at the picture again. How could she know? She's never seen him before. She crumpled up the picture and threw it in the trash, it's image burned into her mind. That demon that Rowan drew, the one from her dreams, was Trigon, Raven and Rowan's father. The one who would ultimately destroy the world, using either her, or her sister, whichever one didn't fail.