She silently wept in his embrace, after he promised his protection over her once again. Slade place his hands on her shoulders and pushed against them, and Rhiannon let go of her grip, and looked him in the eye.

"You need to go pack," he said, quite lovingly. Rhiannon sniffled and nodded in agreement as she turned around to walk deeper into her room towards her closet.

"No training today?" she questioned, wiping her nose on her sleeve.

"No, not today. Just be ready soon," Slade said, walking out of her room, closing the door behind him. He sighed heavily once out of the room, feeling nervous, his heart unsteady.

"Teenagers, right?" Wintergreen scoffed as he walked by.

"Right," he simply answered back, walking towards his study. On the way he thought of why she trusted him so easy. She was so malleable, looking for someone, or something, to see as a mentor for guidance. Knowing that she was living a sort of lie for the first sixteen years of her life must have hit her harder than she expected. There was a certain braveness to her, an air of self confidence underneath her pain that made her intriguing. He wondered how she lived the first sixteen years of her life deemed normal, to find out she's far from not. Slade would give anything, and everything, to know what normal would be. The question of 'what if' floated through his mind, knowing that there could have been, should have been, a different ending to this chapter of his story.

-xXx

Raven looked at the damp girl, breathless. Never had anyone called her 'mom'.

"Rhiannon?" Raven questioned her, making sure it was the right girl.

"Who else?" Rhiannon said, a smiled on her face. Raven ran into her with a big hug, Rhiannon hugging her back now with a grim smile on her face.

"Are you okay? You aren't sick or anything right? Where did you come from? Were you the one--"

"Um…Mom. Ugh, this is going to take a while getting used to. I'm fine, do not worry. I am safe," Rhiannon replied to her mother's bombarding questions. Raven embraced her daughter in another hug, which seemed to bridge the sixteen years of absence. Raven's eyes became wet with tears, but they never left the eye. She stood there, holding her daughter in her arms, with glossy eyes.

"Come and meet my friends, the Titans," Raven smiled wide. Rhiannon pulled the hood of her jacket down, and picked up her bag and walked down the main hall with her mother.

Raven looked at her daughter, examining her features once again. She concluded that she was definitely her father's child, as far as the eye could see. Personally she was glad, because she thought she did not inherit looks good enough to be passed on. Rhiannon looked around the tower with amazement, soaking in all of the sights, hardly believing she was in her favorite hero's tower.

"I'm sure you have heard stories of what goes on in the tower, but it's always great to experience something as exotic as this, first hand," Raven said, stepping in the sensors view, the doors whooshing open. Inside, the other four Titans turned around to find a guest accompanying Raven. Changeling was the first to walk over.

"Who's this?" Changeling asked, taking a stance next to Raven.

"Rhiannon," Raven said proudly, resting a hand on her shoulder.

"That's funny," Changeling started, "she doesn't look anything like you."

"Which means that she takes after Slade," Cyborg smirked.

"Does he inquire blonde hair, as she has?" Starfire asked.

"We could take a DNA test and find out," Cyborg said now smiling.

"No thanks, I'm not to fond of needles," Rhiannon said, an embarrassed look on her face, as everyone examined her, "wait. Did you say Slade?"

Cyborg jumped back, realizing the child probably doesn't know of her heritage. "No…"

"Anyways, how did you find out that your mother was Raven?" Nightwing asked, suddenly interested in the newcomer.

"I figured it out when I blew up something with not touching it, and experimented with the genetic powers," Rhiannon bragged.

"Can't keep emotions under control?" Raven asked.

"No, I can. I have control over them, why?" Rhiannon asked.

"Because I have to meditate to keep mine underway. Otherwise, it's not a very exciting scenery."

"Oh, well I can keep mine steady," Rhiannon replied, looking around at the other titans, as they looked back at her.

"What did Slade do to you while he had you? Did you escape?" Nightwing asked, very curious.

"Nothing, really. Kept me alive by feeding me and stuff. Stayed in a really nice room and stuff. I was surprised, he didn't have nor want a tight grip on me at all. I let myself out on my own. I clearly set the alarms off," Rhiannon said, partially lying.

"Interesting. He didn't say anything to you did he?" Nightwing inquired further.

"Nope, not much. It was exciting really, to be at the mercy of a famous bad guy. My adrenaline was going the whole time and--" Rhiannon started out, really excited, before Raven cut her off.

"Well, I think I'm going to show Rhiannon to her room," Raven said, placing a hand on her daughter's shoulder, and with her other hand signaled to Changeling for him to come with.

"Bye," Rhiannon said with a wave.

"Bye daughter of Raven!" Starfire said as the three walked out of the room, the door shutting behind them.

"I don't like her," Nightwing said, turning around walking towards the couch.

"Not like her? You just met her! Dude, I thought we cleared this before she was even born. Just because she is Slade's--"

"It's not that Cyborg, it's her attitude. She seemed to be preoccupied," Nightwing defended himself.

"She is probably overwhelmed with the information of her mother," Starfire suggested.

"Maybe, I really hope that is the case," Nightwing said with a sigh.

"Why the worry? She's a sixteen year old teen," Cyborg took note.

"What were we like when we were sixteen, Cy?" Nightwing asked, trying to make a point.

"Normal…," Cyborg said with a hushed voice.

-xXx

"So, are you guys like going out?" Rhiannon asked, randomly. Both Raven and Changeling blushed at the accusation. "What? You guys look close enough to be at least going out…. Forgive me if I am wrong Changeling, but are you my father?" Rhiannon asked, secretly playing dumb. Changeling's heart jumped at the question.

"Um…no. Sorry, kid," Changeling said, his voice shaky. Raven kept silent, trying to figure the right words to say.

"This is your room," Raven said, opening the door. Rhiannon had a peak in, and frowned slightly.

"It's empty," she observed.

"Yeah, well we weren't expecting any visitors," Changeling said plainly. Raven jabbed him at the lower part of his ribcage.

"It may not be as nice as what Slade offered you, but decorate it as you like. I promise that we will make it more comfortable. And it's not completely empty, here's a bed and dresser," Raven said, trying to put a smile on. Rhiannon just stared at her mother, not daring to say the insult she had conjured in her mind.

"Well, I guess this is home," Rhiannon said, plopping herself on the bed. Raven walked over to her daughter, and took a seat next to her.

"You want to know about how you got into Plainville, right?" Raven said nervously, her hands slightly shaking

"Yes! I feel queasy from all the wonder!" Rhiannon shrieked in excitement. Raven's gaze connected with Changeling's and she took a deep breath, Changeling responding with a smile.

"It all started seventeen years ago, when the alarm went of in this here tower…."

-xXx

"What should we tell her parents? Oh, remember when you adopted her? Yeah, well her real mother is keeping her now. Have a nice day!" Cyborg sarcastically explained a possible situation. Nightwing kept silent. He knew what he had to do, and he knew that it was going to be hard, but he had to.

"I will personally tell them what has happened. I think it is the only right way," Nightwing explained.

"That is a good idea," Starfire said perkily.

"Yes, the first good decision about this situation since day one," Cyborg joked. Nightwing just glared as he stood up, ready to leave to bring the news.

"Good luck," Starfire said, gently smiling. Nightwing planted a kiss on her forehead and walked out of the room.

-xXx

"Kidnapped you? How did he manage to do that with the other Titans?" Rhiannon asked, her full attention on the story.

"He set trouble in five places of the city, one Titan for each. I think he just happened to choose me. Well anyways, he captured me, and brought me into what seemed like his home. I was tied and thrown into the basement. He gave me food, and a sort of rough compassion. It is so hard to explain, so hard to remember too," Raven sighed, salt watery tears coming to surface, trying to hold them back.

"You mean it was painful? Did he treat you bad?" Rhiannon asked.

"All will be answered soon. After hours of sitting on a cold floor, he brought me to a guest room, and let me rest. But, a natural occurrence…occurred. I had to go to the bathroom, bad. It was truly embarrassing, but it was all worked out, and I was relieved. But things took an unexpected turn, a sharp one at that. I took off…the mask. Relieved his barren face to the world, but I could not see it. It was…we…," Raven stumbled greatly on the word, reminiscing on how much she loved him, and how much she hated pretending with Changeling.

"What did you guys do? Mom, why are you crying?"

-xXx

Nightwing walked to the front door of the house he had done the same thing to many New Year's Day's ago. It was the same farm house, with the same cozy feeling. He raised a fist to the door, and banged his knuckles against it. A woman answered the door, resembling the woman that he gave the infant to. Her face was stained with tears, and her eyes red. She looked sorrowful, but yet hopeful that the infant she had raised into a young woman was alive. She looked up into Nightwing's face and placed a hand over her mouth. He heard a man's voice call from inside.

"Grace, what's the matter? Who's at the--" the man said, stopping in mid-sentence as he saw the man at his doorstep.

"I am sorry that I am the one to bring you this but--" Grace burst into tears, crying at how Nightwing worded his sentence. Realizing this, he quickly fixed it up.

"Oh, no…ma'am. Rhiannon is not dead, she is definitely alive. And so is the danger, now. But, her mother wants to keep her. I am also here in thanks of Rhiannon's mother, Raven. She was very pleased to see her in such great condition," Nightwing said, his voice very close to monotone.

"Wait, did you say Raven was her mother?" the man said.

"Rhiannon's mother is Raven?" Grace perked up, "it was an honor to raise her. She is such a wonderful young woman. Can we see her soon?"

"I think that can be arranged, yes. We will be in touch with you then. We thank you so much," Nightwing turned around, heading down the steps.

"We? So who is Rhiannon's father…you?" the man asked.

"Derek tha--"

"No, I am not. Maybe you can ask her yourself," Nightwing said, smiling, walking away toward his newer motorcycle.

"Oh Derek! She is alive, and the daughter of Raven!" Grace said, leaping into her husband's arms, crying out of happiness.

-xXx

Raven wiped her tears on her arm, and breathed deeply, pulling herself together.

"Well, we kissed. And that was the beginning of everything. Our passion, and our love. I lived with him, and he took care of me. I saw my friends once and a while, including the day you were born. You were the best thing that happened to us, and with your birth, our relationship grew. Until it was all torn down when you were kidnapped. We were both in bed, and he begged me…begged me to turn the security on, and I refused, because I loved his company. And he thought that it was apart of some stupid plan I had conceived on my own. But it wasn't, and he blamed me for your disappearance, when I had nothing to do with it. Nothing!" Raven cried, bursting into tears, the dresser starting to shake. Rhiannon didn't know what to do. She saw her mother, crying in pain, and she was paralyzed with fear. But Changeling came over, and took her hand, and kissed it lightly, but she pulled back after his lips touched her hand. Raven didn't want to change how she felt, because she wanted to let it all out, now and forever.

"I'm sorry…I really am, but you can not change what happened," Rhiannon soothed, but her mother continued to act like a weepy teenager.

"Come on, Raven, let's leave Rhiannon to her room," Changeling said, holding her up, struggling to keep her on her feet. After the two left, Rhiannon pulled out a device that looked like a walkie-talkie, and pressed a button, and said into it, "Rhiannon to Slade, do you copy?"

-xXx

"Copy," Slade said into the walkie-talkie device, "did she tell you anything? Over."

-xXx

"She told me everything. From start to finish. She still has the same idea, the one that she pleaded to you sixteen years ago. She really misses you though. Broke into a hysteria of tears, before Changeling dragged her away. They appear to have something brewing between them. More Changeling trying to enforce it though. Over."

-xXx

Slade paused as he heard that it appeared that she missed him. Her feelings hadn't changed, and neither has his for her.

"Really? Well, tomorrow night we attack. I hope you brought everything. Although, I do have a back-up plan, just incase you fail. Over."

-xXx

"Do you really expect me to fail? After you told me that she wanted rid of me? Pathetic mother, thinking she can--"

-xXx

"Save your anger for tomorrow. Rest up, Rhiannon. Over and out."

-xXx

Rhiannon clicked the device off, and threw it back into her bag. She couldn't wait to annihilate the Titans, even if it meant her own mother….

A/N: Oops, another short chapter. shrugs I guess I'm in the mood for short chapters with major cliffies. Ha, well I hope you continue to enjoy this, and thank you so much for the reviews, it is appreciated.