Author's Notes: Hello, hello, everyone! Found nothin' better to do, so I thought, 'Hmm, what can I do? I could sleep, draw, sleep, talk on the phone, sleep, watch TV, sleep, or I could update Gar Logan.' Guess which one I picked. ;p

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans. So all you lawyers, get away from my house! :lawyers walk away from my house and sulk:

Raven laughed.

Laughed!

She hadn't done that in such a long time. The violet-eyed beauty and her boyfriend walked hand in hand as the November wind blew. Raven's black scarf blew behind her in a rush, causing Raven to tuck it into her trenchcoat. She hardly ever wore the stupid thing, but only did because Kori sewed it for her last Christmas. Gar lightly squeezed her hand, which caused her to smile a bit more. They continued their conversation.

"I can't believe you're so wrapped up into this Beast Boy character. I bet you really liked Super Man when you were little, didn't you?"

The conversation started because of what happened in the small café that they just left. At the entrance of the café, there was a small newspaper rack, and Gar had picked up the daily paper. On the front page, was a blown-up picture of Beast Boy transforming into some kind of creature, and Gar seemed really interested in the article. Raven looked over at the article he was reading, and started to have the conversation.

"What? Are you kidding me?" Gar joked, "Spider Man could totally kick Super Man's ass."

"Please," Raven debated, "He isn't called the 'Man of Steel' for nothing."

Gar laughed.

"Didn't know you were such a vivid comic book reader," he stated.

"No. I'm really not a big comic book reader. Since I'm a librarian, I have to see Beast Boy's face all the time. In the periodicals, of course. So, I guess seeing one super hero got me into all the other ones."

"Huh," was the only thing Gar could say.

"But the ones that really intruige me are the Doom Patrol," Raven said in a light voice.

Gar tensed as he held her hand. Raven noticed, but didn't say anything.

"R-r-really? Why do you like them so much?" he asked, stuttering on the 'R'.

"Did you stutter?" Raven noticed.

"No," Gar lied.

"Oh. Well, they're legends," Raven said answering his question, "In fact, that's where Beast Boy first started with crime fighting."

"I know," Gar said in an almost aggrivated way.

"You okay?" the pretty raven-haired woman asked.

"Oh, yeah. I'm great," Gar said.

And that's when Raven knew that Gar was keeping something from her.

"I'm so happy for you, Gar," the brown-haired woman said as she tipped the teapot. The amber liquid poured into Garfield's teacup, and he picked it up.

"Thanks, Rita. That means alot," he said before taking a small sip of the sweet smelling tea.

"So," Rita asked, gaining a sinister smile, "When do I get to meet this wonderful young woman?"

"What?" Gar almost choked on his tea.

"You've been day dreaming while I've been talking to you, and you've been quiet lately. That's not normal. And men don't act normal when they're in love."

"...Did Steve act normal when you guys started dating?"

"No. And you still haven't answered my question," said Rita, not beating around the bush.

Gar blushed and started to rub the back of his neck. He sighed.

"Okay...her name is Raven."

"Wonderful! What does she do?"

"Librarian," Gar laughed a bit, "It's funny. Pretty soon after I started going to the Jump City Library, I started studying her more than the books there."

Rita laughed a bit also.

"So, how long have you guys been dating?"

"A little more than a month."

"That's great, but you still haven't answered my question."

"Huh?"

"When am I going to meet this young lady?"

The blonde man thought for a moment.

"How about I invite her to the Thanksgiving party you and Steve are throwing for your old college pals, Cliff and Larry? I'm sure she'd love to come."

"That's actually a good idea. Are you taking smart pills or something?" Rita joked.

The green-eyed man stuck his tongue out at her. Rita just laughed and ruffled Gar's hair. She always did see him as sort of a son to her. A weird son, but a son none the less.

"Anyway, I better get going. Tell Steve I said 'hi'," Gar said as he stood up. Rita then remembered something.

"Wait. Does she know...?" she asked, uncertainly.

"No. Not yet, anyway," Gar said, as he walked up to the front door of the large house.

He walked out and closed the door.

Adonis looked at the flashing screen in front of him.

Where was X?

He looked back at the static-flashing screen. Then at the police officer that lay unconscience on the floor. Adonis obnoxiously smiled. X was right. This Xenothium stuff worked like a charm. While pondering on this, he failed to notice a silhoutte figure enter the surveillance room. Once getting into the light the small TVs were making, his clothing was visible. A black suit with a white mask was the only thing the person was wearing. Adonis turned around after feeling the prickling feeling at the back of his head. Turning around he was face to face with X.

"Where were you?" asked the brown-haired prisoner.

X didn't answer.

"C'mon, what is this task that you want me to do?"

"The task has to do with revenge," the masked theif said with grimness in his voice.(Q: can 'grim-ness' be classified as a word?)

Adonis's eyes bulged a bit.

"Uh, I think you've been taking to much heavy dosage on this xenothium stuff," he said with fear in his voice.

"You will avenge me!" X said in an even angrier voice.

"Okay, okay! What do you want me to do?"

Even though the mask was obscuring his face from view, X was smiling--and Adonis knew it. X pulled something out of his pocket and handed it to Adonis. It was photgraph. Adonis looked closer at the picture. The scenery was a park and only two people were in the photo. On a red and white checkered blanket, sat two people. One of the people, the one on the left, was a man with shoulder-length black-hair that was held back in a low ponytail. On his nose rested a pair of dark sunglasses. On the right, was a woman holding a picnic basket, possibly having food in inside. The woman had red hair that went to her waist, and large green eyes that gave her an innocent appearance.

After a pregnant silence, Adonis spoke.

"Dude, she's hot."

"No," X explained, "She's not who you're supposed to be looking at. Look on the left."

Adonis did as he was told.

"Concentrate on him."

"Man, you sure this guy isn't your brother? I mean, he looks just like you," the brown-haired man said.

"I know..."

"So, what about him?"

"He's a police cop. And...I want you to take care of him."

Adonis almost dropped the picture.

"What? Why?"

"Let's just say we don't get along. So, you gonna do it? Or should I take the xenothium back?"

Adonis bit his lip. After a moment of thought,

"I'll do it."

Rita placed the black hairband perfectly in place.

Smiling to herself, she rubbed the ruby red lipstick over her full lips.

Brushing a few pieces of lint off her shoulder, she turned back to her vanity mirror. Steve was gonna kill her for taking so long. The brunette chuckled a bit. Steve never was a patient man. After making sure that everything looked pefect, she walked over to the light switch and flipped it off. She walked out of the large bathroom.

Walking down the steps as fast as she could, she spotted her husband on the couch in the living room. He had a newspaper in his hands. Possibly staring at an article of the latest bank robbery, she thought. Her boots made a small 'tap, tap' noise as she walked on the hardwood floor.

Finally, Steve spoke.

"You're late," he said, not even turning around to face his wife.

"I had to make sure everything was pefect," the woman said in honesty.

Steve put down the article on the side coffee table.

"Garfield is certainly making himself known isn't he? He just stopped that Control Freak the other day."

"Yes, he certainly is turning into a fine young hero. Maybe it's a father/son thing," Rita said, jokingly.

Steve said nothing.

"We should probably get going. The café is gonna close soon," Rita stated.

"Right," Steve said walking towards the closet, "Let's go."

He handed Rita her black overcoat, and he slipped into his own wind breaker. Both walked out of the large house and onto the sidewalk towards there destination.

A/N: Ack! This chapter's are soooo short! Anyawayz, I hope you all can use this chapter to predict what may happen next. There will definently be more BB/Rae-ness shortly, along with other pairings. On to more important news...

Important Author's Note:

For the next few weeks this and my other fanfics, maybe be put on a small hiatus. I will have to go to New York for about two weeks soon, I won't be able to update while I am there. I'll try to update most of my fanfics, but if you don't see me updating one for a while, please understand that I'm on a trip.

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Tarah21300

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