Hi,

Sorry it took me so long to update. I've been working on school, college essays, and work. So I haven't been spending most of my time on this. However, it has been a half day so I worked on this instead of finding my anatomy text book. I have a good idea as to where it is, so I'm not too worried.

Anyway, I hope you like this chapter. Please review.

How long has she slept? Couldn't she wake up soon?

Richard walked around the best guestroom the girl had been placed in. He had carried her to this room once reaching his home. She had to be exhausted to sleep through the noise the servants were making as they tried to peer at the girl from behind little nooks in the hallway. He was thankful that his father was away, and therefore did not see her; and hopefully he would never see her, he wanted to find her some place to stay at before he came home. It was just a matter of keeping the servants quiet.

She stirred. She moved off her back and onto her left side, facing him and the white curtain covered window behind him. The moon shone off her tanned skin. Her left arm rested comfortably under the pillow, while her right arm became a shield from the light Richard left on so that he could read. Her fingers twitched slightly. She moved more. Her body became twisted in the sheets. Her knuckles became white, the sheets threatened to tare she was pulling on them so hard. Her voice croaked and whimpered past her lips, she could have spoken words, but they were incomprehensible to his ears. Her limbs jerked, her chest heaved. And then, she stilled. Everything stopped, she did not move for a good moment. Slowly she curled into herself.

"What the fuck?" Richard's face contorted. What's with this girl?

A knock on the door startled him. Turning he found a maid, Charlene, looking at him with anxious eyes. "Sir, Master Wayne is on the phone. He wishes to speak to you."

"Alright." He left the room, carefully closing the door behind him. He took the phone from its resting place, a nook in the hallway wall. "Hello."

"Richard." His father's voice was deep, what filled it he was not sure. Maybe pride, but that did not seem to fit.

"Yeah."

"Listen there's been a change of plans. I have to leave Jump City-"

"I didn't know you were there." Richard cut in.

"Anyway, I'm going to London for the week. Alfred's in charge-"

Richard rolled his eyes. "I know."

It was funny there conversation was a series of interruptions. This would have been a problem a few years ago, but they had learned this was the easiest their communication would ever be.

"I don't want to come back home to find an other used condom in my bed. You know you're not allowed to have any parties or anyone over, right?"

"Yes, sir." How many times did he have to do this? It was just once! Richard thought. He and Victor had thrown a party and a couple of people had gotten out of hand. It was an accident that never happened again.

"I'll see you on Monday."

"Bye." He threw the phone down. God help him if he showed any defiance to his father.

"Sir," Alfred's voice broke Richard from concentrating on his anger. "The girl is waking up."

"How long have I slept?" Raven rubbed her face as she sat up in the blue sheets.

Richard had made it to the room in time to hear her question. "About four hours." She turned to see the boy again.

Richard, she reminded herself. She decided not to say anything more in fear that he would learn too much. Her emotions were still in over drive and when that happened she had a tendency to say more than she or anyone wanted.

Richard waited for her to say something, anything, but she would not, so he had to find something to say. "The bathrooms right through that door." He pointed over behind her.

Raven nodded. Cautiously she pulled the covers away from her and hopped off the large canopy bed. She noted, happily, that her clothes were still on- slightly wrinkled from her sleep. Keeping her eye on him she moved cautiously to the bathroom, trying not to trip on the steps that made an arch consistently five feet away from the bed. "I'm not going to do anything to you!" she heard him call as she shut the door.

White marble walls glistened at her. The room was large enough for a sunken Jacuzzi, separate shower, toilet, bidet, two sinks, a double window doors, and a wall of mirrors. There was a black plush rug on the floor, and back towels hanging off of the gold towel hooks and bars. "Too much money?" she snorted. A little basket rested between the sinks. Poking around she found citrus scented soaps, toothpaste, toothbrush, band-aids, and some feminine products. "They really want to take care of a person." She stopped to listen for a sound in the bedroom. There was none. "I could get used to this."

Isabella wandered around the park. She had lost everyone else some time ago, but she would have to return to camp. There was no way around it. Everything she needed was there. Family, clothes, money, food. Plus it was night. The temperature had surprisingly dropped for a summer night.

Isabella looked to the moon and silently hoped that Raven was warmer than she was. Hell, I wish I was with her.

She had not seen where Raven had gone, but did see whom she left with. Cute boy, she mused. Uncle Michael wanted to know everything about his daughter's disappearance. Isabella was the most logical person to ask. He asked her strait out first, then tried to trick her followed by scaring her.

Isabella…what a horrible girl you are. The wicked voice whispered in her brain. She sat herself down under a tree by the stream. The water would calm her, and she would be able to push that inner demon away. But Fate does not fawn over what people want.

"Hey…uh…Isabella…?"

Damnit she knew that voice. "What do you want Gar?"

"Why did Raven leave?"

"She has her reasons."

"But she wouldn't leave without saying good bye to Arella. She would stay no matter what!"

"How would you know…" her patience had worn thin. "There are some things that happen and you can't stay."

"What happened?" He was sounding desperate. His usual whininess was almost pitying. Gar sadly really loved Raven, but she would never consider him seriously.

Isabella glared at him, her bangs falling in her eyes. "It's none of your business."

He sat next to her. He turned his gaze to the stream; if he did not push her maybe she would open up.

"She's always hated him," the faintest of tears rolled down her cheek.

"Everybody knows that."

"But you don't know how bad things were between them."

"Hey baby…" Victor relaxed on his bed, the phone cradled at his ear.

He received a giggle from the girl on the other end. "Hi-who was that girl you and Dick left with?" Karen, Victor's girlfriend, was not about to let the odd fact go unnoticed. If she could have seen her boyfriend she would be proud at how he cringed from her tone.

"She's from the group of gypsies-"

"WHY DO YOU LIE?"

"I AM NOT LYING TO YOU! SHE'S SOME GIRL DICK MET AND SHE'S A GYPSY!"

"Why do I even bother?" she muttered to herself.

Victor rolled his eyes. If he let her go on for a while she would calm down enough to listen to him. It was just a matter of making sure she felt like she was being heard. While adding in the 'yeses' and the 'of courses' at the right moments, he kept his mind busy with what new electronic he could tinker with. Finally she came to a stop. "Trust me, Dick wouldn't do a thing. He just wants to make sure she'll be ok before he helps her stand on her own two feet. He probably just wants to keep her from being a hooker."

"Fine. But does Kori know?"

"I don't know."

"I wonder what her reaction will be." A small chuckle left Karen's lips.

"Princess," A short plump man with sausage fingers knocked on his daughter's door.

"Daddy," the beautiful redhead looked up from her textbooks. "What do you want?"

He smiled nervously at his daughter. Now Mr. Anders was a powerful man and he was not easily intimidated. He had taken the family business from under his father's nose when he was barely out of college. He generated so much money within his first year of business that he became Gotham's third most popular bachelor. He threatened those who got in his way, raising the company from textiles to a fine clothing line once he married his wife, a gifted fashion designer.

Pretty soon the realm of politics was calling to him. However, as much as he was able to face battles in work there were three things he truly feared. His oldest daughter, being the first, his youngest daughter, the second, and his wife, the third. There was just something about Kami that was just disturbing.

"Kori," He sat next to her on her bed. "Do you remember your friend from when you were little?"

She looked at him, her eyes wide, trying to catch his drift. Finally she spoke, "Which one Daddy? There were quite a few."

"So you're not going to say anything?" Richard sat at a distant that he had rather painfully learned Raven liked.

She lifted the leftover pizza slice to her mouth. She bit off a piece and chewed-slowly. Calmly she drank some of her soda.

"Can you at least nod?"

She made the slightest non-vocal agreement to his request.

"Can you read?"

A nod.

"Are you younger than fifteen?"

She shook her head.

"Really? Huh. You look like you could be twelve."

She shot him a glare he learned to know rather quickly to be a warning. Somewhere a giggle was heard. He has nosy servants. Well as long as they don't bather me.

"Okay…are you fifteen?"

She pointed her left index finger up, her right hand was too busy bringing food to her mouth.

"Sixteen?"

She kept pointing.

"Seventeen."

He hand went down.

"So…" Richard scratched his head nervously. "You ran away from your family?"

She rolled her eyes.

"You're a gypsy?"

She rolled her eyes again.

Goddamn! What was her problem? "And your name is defiantly Raven?"

She nodded.

Great! I wanted to help. I wanted to be a good person. She doesn't give me any way to help!

"Not bad pizza." She said.

Well maybe she'll reveal everything with time.

Ok, there is the chapter.

Delerium24- yeah...sorry about taking so long to update. if this chapter isn't interesting don't worry i plan to have it pick it up.

Tecna- are you from New England? My cousins say wicked alot so I was just curious.

Night- asap...that's something I need to work on. I promise I'll get better at it. I have a notebook devoted to this, it just needs to get organized.

Wolfgirl99- You are right Kori is seeming like an airhead, and that is annoying. I am working on it. I think you should be happy about the next chapter. And I love the fact that you have reviwed my story more than once.

Black Malva- My last ending was evil. yes, it was. this ending not so much. i think it could be better, but i thought it would be better to update and let you know i still really want to work on this story. now if only i could get the same modivation for my schoolwork.

Silver of Melody- god i love reviews like you. right to the point. and your so nice. unbelievable nice.

Phantom Dragon of Eternal Chaos- um...i hope your dad's hug was different from the "hug" in this story. umm... yeah. again you are another unbelievably nice reviewer.

inner glow- again i'm sorry about not updating earlier. i think this is the weakest out of all my chapters. so i'm going to do my best to make the next chapter kickass. thank god i have most of the week off. Let's thank Thanksgiving.

animefreak03- I loved your new chapter. Isabel was amusing.

alena-chan- well Starfire's reaction is going to be interesting. Green-eyed monster, maybe.

MrsSakuraPotter- sorry, it's how i write, i tried not to make it as confusing this time, but i have written most of it tonight and i'm pretty tired so it may not be that clear.

ravenrogue19- i can see how you felt that was towards Starfire right away, but the more you watch of the show, the more you realize she's not really that stupid. it actually took me a little while to like Raven. This is mostly because I had to get over my resentment towards wanna be Anime.

ShadowAlexandria, Dusky92, Black Raven, pandi, and Sweetgoth- I have updated. I am really tired. I have school tomorrow. I hope I have added a little bit of sunshine to your day. Sorry it took me so long.

I will update as soon as possible.

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