AN: Despite my hardest efforts, I still do not own Teen Titans or anything associated with them.

Chapter 8

"So why didn't you call?" asked Beast Boy. It had been two days since Ravens miscarriage and Beast Boy refused to go home. True, he went to grab his books and he would leave to go to his classes, but other than that he was with Raven at her condo.

"You know why," said Raven.

"No, I don't," he said. "Are you still mad at me?"

"No," said Raven, shaking her head. They were sitting on the couch, just relaxing.

"Then what is it?" he asked.

Raven sighed and said, "The fact is that we were both being selfish. And I didn't call you back because I didn't want to admit that I had been. You know me, I'm usually never wrong. I was… I was just too proud to call you and tell you that."

Beast Boy gave her a small smile and said, "Well, I'm glad we're talking now. And I think we should talk about what we're going to do next."

"What do you mean?" asked Raven.

"Well, do you still want me to help you have a baby?" asked Beast Boy hesitantly.

Raven was quiet and he could see that she was thinking. "I'm not sure, Garfield… I mean Gar," she quickly corrected herself. "The truth is that when I found out that you… had a crush on me…"

"I still do, Rae," he said with a small, awkward laugh.

"Yes, well, when I found that out I really wished that I hadn't asked you," said Raven.

"I know," said Beast Boy. "And I can see why you would feel that way. But I still want to help you, that's all. I'm not gonna try to force you into a relationship with me and I'm not gonna be in the baby's life if you don't want me to be. This is about you, not me. I just hope you'll still consider me as a… sperm donor, I guess."

Raven was quiet again, and that's what Beast Boy hated the most. The silence between them. He knew she was really thinking this over, but he still wished there was some sound to fill the room.

"Well, I'm not going to throw you out of the picture just yet," said Raven after about a minute of silence. "But that doesn't mean…"

"I know," he said. "All I want is the consideration, that's all."

Raven gave him a small smile and relaxed into the couch. He had been wonderful to her those past few days and she was actually very grateful for it. He was slowly helping her get over the miscarriage and she now knew that she would never have been able to do it alone.

She gave him permission that day to call their friends up and tell them about what had happened. He made sure to do it out of her hearing range, so she wouldn't tear up and remember that it had actually happened. She always broke into tears when she and he discussed it, and she warned him that if she heard him telling their friends she would probably break down again.

Once that was over and done with he took a seat back down on the couch, where Raven was actually watching a movie… and wasn't complaining about it. She really was picky when it came to television or movies, but when she found something that she liked she really liked it. Beast Boy was just glad that he didn't have to find something to do, which was usually what he did when she was reading. She would tell him to go out, or go home, but he refused.

"Do you need anything?" asked Beast Boy as he sat down, not yet relaxing.

"Not at the moment, thanks," she said and wrapped a small blanket that she kept on the couch around her. "Do you know if the heat is on?"

"No," said Beast Boy. "The AC is on, though."

"Why?" asked Raven.

Beast Boy looked at her queerly for a moment and then said, "Cuz it's kinda in the eighties outside. You know, like it usually is."

"Well I'm freezing," she said giving a slight shiver and hugging the blanket closer to her.

"You're not sick, are you?" he asked, quite alarmed.

"No, I'm just anemic right now," sighed Raven. "You know, what with the blood tests and then this horrible blee- actually, let's just say this horrible "woman's problem"."

"Yeah, let's just leave it at that," said Beast Boy, feeling a little uncomfortable with the subject, as all men are. "You want me to go turn the heat on?"

"No, I can deal with it," said Raven. "Besides, you've barely sat down for the past two hours."

"I really don't mind," said Beast Boy.

"No, it's okay," said Raven. "But I am going to make you go out on a grocery run later."

"You're out of food?" he asked.

"No, but I need some iron rich food to help me feel less anemic and tired," said Raven. "Like a good piece of steak, or something."

Beast Boy cringed at the thought of Raven eating a poor helpless cow and decided he could try persuading her to eat something else. "You know, meat's not the only food that has a lot of iron."

"Are you just trying to stop me from eating meat?" she asked, seeing right through him.

"No," he said, getting a funny look from Raven. "Well, yes, but it's true. Do you like watermelon?"

"Yes," said Raven.

"Well, watermelon's rich in iron," he said. "And doesn't it sound better than eating the flesh from a poor, defenseless animal?"

"Gar, I'm part demon," said Raven. "I crave flesh. But, to make you happy, get me steak and watermelon. I'll eat the watermelon when you're around and the steak when I'm alone."

"Well then I'm definitely not leaving you alone now," he said with a smirk.

"Sorry, but you have to go to your classes at some point," said Raven, smirking back.

"Damn," said Beast Boy in a sigh.

Raven let out a small smile and brought her weak knees up to her chest, to keep warm. She was tired and weak from all of her blood loss and was really happy Beast Boy was there.

A few minutes later Beast Boy glanced over at her and saw her slightly shivering. Her entire body was covered by the small blanket and she really looked uncomfortable. He didn't know why she hadn't let him go turn the heat on.

"I'm gonna go turn the heat on," he said quickly and stood up.

"You don't have to," said Raven, accidentally letting her teeth chatter.

"You're freezing!" said Beast Boy as he headed over to the thermostat. He turned the dial up and then headed back over to her. "Sometimes I think you like to suffer," he said as he sat down next to her.

Raven just sighed and curled up, trying to keep all of her body heat in. She really wanted to lie down and take a nap right there on the couch, but she didn't want to tell Beast Boy to get out. She had been doing that for days and he was obviously there to stay. She also knew that if she said she wanted to take a nap he would probably carry her to her bed. He really was a nuisance, as nice as he was.

"Here, let me keep you warm until the room heats up," he said moving closer to her and wrapping his arm around her.

"You really don't have to do that," said Raven as Beast Boy pulled her close to him.

"I know," Beast Boy sighed. "But it's just till the room warms up."

Raven was about to yell at him, but she just couldn't find the strength to and, in all truth, he was warming her up. "Fine, but don't make anything out of this."

"I know," he said in a chuckle. "I'm just trying to warm up my cold, tired friend. That's all."

Raven felt a little relieved and decided that it was okay to get even closer to him and take in all of that wonderful heat he was exuding. Her chills finally began to fade away and she grew very comfortable. She wasn't sure if she could stay awake now.

Of course, Beast Boy was in shear bliss and had a small smile on his face, which he made sure Raven couldn't see. He knew he was only doing this as a friendly gesture, but it still felt great. He even felt her relax even more and put her whole body weight onto him, which meant she must have been comfortable. A victory for Beast Boy!

About a half hour later the room was warm. A little too warm for Beast Boy, who had Raven, who was wrapped in a blanket, practically sitting on him. What he couldn't understand was why she hadn't moved away from him yet. She was sure to be plenty warm by now.

"Rae?" he said softly. But she didn't respond. From the way they were sitting he couldn't really see her face, so he moved a little bit and found that she was asleep. Now he knew why she had put all of her weight on him. He wasn't about to move her, so he relaxed and grabbed the remote.

Raven slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was her television, with some show on that she had certainly never seen before. She felt very comfortable and toasty warm, which was a pleasant feeling indeed. Then she realized there was another body touching hers. She turned her head and looked to see that Beast Boy was still gently holding her. He was quite relaxed and was just watching television.

"How long have I been asleep?" she asked tiredly.

"Not sure," said Beast Boy shrugging with a smile. "But at least two hours."

She began to move away from him and stretched. Beast Boy moved away, as well, so she could wake up. "Why'd you let me sleep that long?" she asked as she stretched.

"Well, I thought you needed the rest," he said. "You're not mad at me, are you? I thought I was doing the right thing by letting you sleep. God, I can't do anything right." He let out a big sigh and crossed his arms sadly.

"Oh would you stop it," said Raven, relaxing back into the couch. "I'm not mad, I was just curious."

"You're not mad?" asked Beast Boy.

"No," said Raven, shaking her head. "I just can't understand why you would just let me sleep against you for two hours and not try to wake me up. It must have sucked to just sit here for two hours."

"Naw, I'm used to it," he said with a grin. "I'm kinda a professional television watcher."

"Now there's a big shocker," she said sarcastically with a smile. "Well, now that you're not stuck under me, can you go to the store? I'm starving."

"Of course," he said with a smile and hopped off the couch.

He grabbed his coat and keys and quickly left. Raven had a small smile on her face and she got comfortable on the couch once more. She couldn't wait to sink her teeth into a thick piece of steak and then have a piece of watermelon for dessert. And she was finally alone! She couldn't believe how easy it was to get Beast Boy to do what she wanted. She hated being helped or using people, but there was something about having Beast Boy helping her that made her feel like it was okay; like she wasn't using him. She wasn't sure why she felt like that, but she did.