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After she got up and dressed Raven went to the infirmary to see how Timothy was. As she entered the room Timothy sat up and turned to face her. Raven sighed in relief to see that he was awake and alert, completely recovered from yesterday. She walked over to the bed he was in and helped him out. As Timothy got to his feet he stumbled and nearly fell over, Raven, still holding onto him, caught him and helped him up. After a few seconds Timothy was able to stand on his own again.

The two walked down to the common room to get breakfast. They entered the common room and Timothy sat down as Raven began her tea and pulled out a pan to make something for Timothy. She cracked an egg and poured it into the pan and set to work. Timothy looked around the room from the table and noticed that the television was on. There was static on the screen as Timothy watched and he moved his body so that he was facing the television.

Raven turned around to check on Timothy and found that he wasn't there. She looked around the room but still couldn't find him. She was about to leave the room but the phone rang and she picked it up. "Hello?" she asked.

On the other end she heard a snicker and an all too familiar voice said "Seven day-hey how did you get in here." It was Control Freak, but something seemed to be happening that he hadn't expected. "Look little kid, I don't know how you got here but I know you are about to leave." There was a few seconds of silence and he said, "What's the matter, cat got your tongue? … Hey, don't touch that. Stop! No, what are you doing! Stop!" the line went dead but for a moment Raven could have sworn she heard Control Freak moan, "My remote..."

She hung up the phone and noticed that the television was on. As she moved to turn it off she saw Timothy sitting in his chair, a very pleased look on his face. She turned to look at him for a second and then said, "Did you do that?"

Timothy nodded, grinning and Raven laughed. "How did you do it?" In response Timothy stood up and walked over to the television; then put a hand up to it. His hand passed through the screen and to the other side. Suddenly Raven understood what had happened. Control Freak, ever the movie addict, had decided to copy a movie, using a technology he had previously come up with. He had probably planned to enter television and exit directly inside of Titans Tower.

Raven shook her head to clear it and wondered how she knew this. Timothy hadn't spoken and it wasn't really like her to deduct things so easily... so had she read Timothy's mind or was it something else?

The other titans began filing in, rubbing the sleep out of their eyes and yawning. They had either gone to bed much later than her last night, or they really weren't morning birds. Raven quickly removed the food she had been preparing for Timothy and brought it over to him as the others took over the kitchen section of the common room. Timothy happily began eating, but paused and offered some of it to Raven looking at her with his wide innocent eyes.

"No thank you." Raven replied. "I only drink tea in the morning."

Timothy wordlessly pushed a cup towards her and Raven took it. She found tea inside the cup and drank it. It was the same kind she had been making, but she didn't remember seeing Timothy get up to get the cup... it didn't matter though, it wasn't like she would be able to get over to the pot at the moment anyway. Wordlessly Raven and Timothy sat eating or drinking as they watched the groggy titans make themselves breakfast.

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After everyone was done with breakfast the others went gone off to do their things: Beast Boy and Cyborg were playing video games, Robin was practicing his martial arts and Starfire was walking the resident mutant larva. Raven found a quiet and serene place in the tower to meditate. She and Timothy sat down and Raven began to meditate. After about a second Raven felt a gentle tug on her cape and she opened her eyes. Timothy was looking at her, eyes as wide as ever.

"I'm meditating." Raven told him. "It is something that I have to do every day to keep my emotions under control or my powers won't be."

Timothy wordlessly walked around and stood in front of her. Raven was currently floating and her legs were just under his chin as he looked up into her face. He closed his eyes and sighed; then, after about a second or two, he began to lift into the air as well. Raven was surprised, but she had some how expected this; then as Timothy moved himself into the same sitting position that Raven was in she smiled to herself and they began meditating together.

Raven closed her eyes and began rhythmically saying 'Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos.' She calmed her mind and envisioned herself floating in the void of space. This was what she usually did for meditation but this time something was different, as she continued to meditate she found herself being brought to a field deep within the mountains. As she looked around she realized that she had been there before and the dreams from the past two nights came back in a flash.

Raven stood up and walked around. She was sure that if she was there then Timothy must be as well. Sure enough she found him sitting out on the calm water of a small pool, or lake, which she hadn't seen before. She walked up to the edge and looked out at him. Something was different, he wasn't the adult that he had been in her dreams, but the child that he was while awake. Was it possible that the mind of the child had followed her into the place where the mind of the adult had brought her?

"Timothy?" Raven called out to him.

Timothy opened his eyes and moved his right hand to wave. The water rippled beneath him as he moved but the ripples were gentle. After a moment Timothy motioned Raven to come to him and after a moment's hesitation Raven tried to levitate over the water, but she found that she was unable to and after a second try she fell onto the water. Expecting a splash of cold water she braised herself but instead she felt a rush and opened her eyes. Her body was lying on the water, not floating but lying as though the water was solid. Unsure of how she was doing this without levitating she lifted herself up and started walking over to Timothy. As soon as she was in front of him she sat down the same as she had been while meditating.

"Timothy," Raven started. "Something has been bothering for a while." She paused but when Timothy didn't say anything she continued. "You don't talk, I know that this is because you have lost your memories, and yet you understand what I say... You do understand me, right?"

Timothy nodded.

"And you really can't speak?"

Timothy nodded again.

"So then why can you understand me?"

Timothy stared into Raven's eyes, a deep longing look in them. Raven felt as though he would speak if he could but it simply wasn't possible, he didn't know how to speak. Because he was experiencing life for the first time, having lost all but a few of his memories he could cognitively do little more than the basic functions that his body would allow. Speech was a complex thing that took years to develop, and it had left him but walking, eating and so forth had stayed...

Raven shook her head as though she had just come out of a daze. This was the second time today she had known things that she shouldn't have. How was this happening? Was she reading Timothy's mind or was it something else?

"Timothy, is there a way for you to communicate?"

Again that long deep stare. Raven felt this time it was almost as though he really would speak, and yet he remained silent. Instead she felt as though something else should happen, something that she should be able to recognize... something so basic that it would be almost as though she was thinking to herself... and then she knew what it was. He was communicating to her, through her own thoughts.

"I get it! So that was what was happening, you were speaking to me using my thoughts." Raven said. "A kind of telepathy."

Timothy nodded and continued to look at Raven with the same look. This time Raven was prepared when the stream of thought came to her. Timothy wished to be able to communicate, he could through a means that all living organisms had, and for him it was stronger, but most other sentient beings couldn't decipher this kind of language. Their minds were too complicated, too untamed for them to realize that the thoughts were not their own. Because of this Timothy had been unable to talk to the other titans... well, that wasn't entirely true. He had spoken to Beast Boy on the first day; that was how Beast Boy knew what to do.

Timothy had also tried to speak to the others on the first day but their minds were far too uncomprehending before and after they forgot what had happened. But before Raven had, at one point, been able to hear and understand what Timothy had said, and in that moment the light, opposite of the darkness which had consumed him first, was able to enter her. She had saved him, and possibly everyone else, by hearing and obeying what she was told to do; for a moment's use of her body. Because of this when Timothy woke up and found that he was unable to communicate with anyone around him he was still able to remember what Raven had done for the light and had not been afraid of her.

"But I would have thought that you still would have been afraid of me." Raven said. "After all I attacked you."

But that wasn't the case. Within Timothy the light and the dark were supposed to be balanced. For Timothy to be alive they must both exist, and when the darkness tried to take over he was closer to death than when they had been fighting outside of his body. When Raven attacked with the light she had forced some of it back into his body...

"Wait, some of the light? What about the rest?"

The rest of the light was still within Raven. It could not all be transferred at once because part of Raven was missing. If the light left then bad things would happen... her powers would become out of control again. With the light in her she had complete control of her powers...

"But what is missing?" Raven asked.

What was missing was something special, something her father had never given her. It was a part of her soul that, as the portal for Trigon, she would never need. It was something that nearly all other living entities had.

"What is it?"

Something that she would be able to regain, even without the light in her. Something that her friends nearly gave her... something that she longed for more than anything, and yet she didn't know it.

"But what is missing?" Raven asked. "What is it?"

Something that Timothy couldn't give her... not yet. Something that he hoped to give her some day... something...

"WHAT?" Raven finally yelled, frustrated.

"La... la... lov..." Timothy struggled to form the sounds. "Love."

"Love?" Raven asked shocked. "Love? But... but..."

Somewhere an alarm was going off. Raven could hear it but she couldn't hear it. She knew it was there, she knew it was important and... she opened her eyes. Red lights were flashing all over the tower. Something was wrong.

Quickly Raven stood up and looked over at Timothy. Timothy was lying on the floor, apparently unconscious. Raven quickly grabbed Timothy and, through her shadow, brought them both to the infirmary. She gently placed Timothy on the bed and hurried to find the others and see why the alarm had gone off.

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What was happening was as Cyborg was beating Beast Boy in their game the screen had suddenly gone blank and, yet again, a little blue dot appeared. This time Control Freak took no time for introductions but instead called Beast Boy for a rematch, unless, of course, he was chicken. Beast Boy had started saying 'I'm not chicken!' when Robin had walked in and, seeing Control Freak on the television, had hit the alarm. Just as Beast Boy was starting to say the word 'chicken' the alarm went off and, startled, he had turned into a chicken.

"Dude, don't do that!" Beast Boy said once he was human again.

The titans in the room turned back to the television and saw that Control Freak was doubled over with laughter. Once he had stopped laughing Beast Boy said, "You're on. Name the time and the place and I'll be there."

"How about here, and now." Control Freak said stepping out of the screen.

Beast Boy jumped back screaming and hid behind the couch as the others stared at the screen in awe. Just as Control Freak walked out of the screen Raven had entered the room and she had seen him step into reality. "Didn't see that coming..." she muttered to herself remembering what had happened that morning.

"How did you do that?" Cyborg asked.

"That's a secret." Control Freak said putting his right hand back into the monitor, which had been static but changed back to the Robot fighting game as he put his hand into it. Control Freak grabbed one of the robots and pulled it forward bringing it into the room with them. Once there it stopped moving, until Control Freak pointed his hand at it, at which point it started attacking.

The titans fought back as the robot destroyed the room. They all attacked it and within a few seconds it was down. Once they were sure they had destroyed it they looked back up at Control Freak and grinned. Control Freak grinned back and pulled out the second robot, which was destroyed as soon as it had left the screen. Now nervous Control Freak began backing up and jumped into the television screen, the titans quickly following behind him.

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Timothy slowly got up and grabbed his head. He had a wicked migraine and his head was swimming... must be what it's like to have a hangover, Timothy figured. He straightened himself into a sitting position and looked around. Raven was gone and he appeared to be back in the infirmary. Raven must have found him unconscious after she snapped out of her meditation and brought him there. But that didn't explain where she was.

Timothy pushed himself out of the bed and onto his feet, but as he stood his head began spinning and he almost immediately fell over. Timothy closed his eyes and lay on the floor as waves of nausea swept over his body. After a few seconds he began feeling better; he opened his eyes and tried to stand again. As soon as he was in a sitting position his eyes blurred and he fell back to the ground, nausea ripping through his mind.

After a few moments Timothy relaxed and tried to tackle this problem in a different way. Slowly, as the nausea faded, he stood up again but this time his eyes were closed. As he stood a brief wave of nausea swept over him but it faded quickly. Once standing he turned his body to face the direction he believed his bed was in. After taking two cautious steps forward he felt the bed nudging against his legs and placed his hand down to touch it.

With his hand still on the bed he started walking to the wall his left hand out in front of him. When he reached the wall he placed his right hand on it and his left hand out in front of him again. Timothy made his way around the room this way; in the end he managed to avoid all of the objects that he could knock over or hurt himself on. Once he reached the door he put continued tracing the walls. Eventually he found some stairs and slowly walked down them; when he reached the bottom of the stairs he found that there were no longer walls around him to grab onto. He continued walking forward and eventually ran into a door. Past the door and down a few feet the walls turned into stone and he knew where he was.

As Timothy continued to walk down the stone corridor and into the cave where Terra stood he eventually removed both hands from the walls. He walked down to the exact place where Terra stood and gently placed his hands on her statue. With both hands placed on the statue Timothy began focusing and a small white light began to shine around him. Slowly the light grew brighter and passed from Timothy to the statue; around the statue the light began to emanate like fire and the white began to tint into a golden red color.

Timothy focused harder and harder and as his efforts became stronger four stubs began to appear on his back. Then as the light around his body began to take on a golden shine the stubs stretched out and from beneath his cape four wings grew. The top two wings were bat like, flesh and fir, but the bottom pair were feathered and almost angelic. The wings extended outward and stretched, the light shining around them as well. Then with one final burst the stone around Terra's body shattered, yellow light illuminating through them from Terra's body.