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A Match!
The next morning Raven woke up from sleeping with Rin on the side of her hospital bed. She sleepily looked around the room and carefully got off of Rin's bed. She looked back at Rin and saw that she was still sleeping.
"Good. I didn't wake her," she whispered as she walked out of Rin's room and to the vending machines. She searched for some change in her pocket and found just enough to get Pop Tarts and a bottled water.
"Ms. Roth!" Someone yelled. Raven turned around to see one of Rin's other nurses running towards her. Her ponytail was flying behind her.
"We have a match!" The nurse announced.
"What!" Raven exclaimed; her eyes were as wide as saucers. "Who!"
"An angel of Jump City!" The nurse stopped of Raven and caught her breath. "Nightwing of Team Titan is willing to do the transplant!"
"What?" Raven asked in disbelief.
"He's a perfect match!" The nurse continued. "We can do the transplant tonight!"
Raven couldn't show how happy she was, but she was still happy. "Where is he?"
"Room 302," The nurse replied.
Dragon Nebula walked up to them. "Hey! What's all the ruckus about?"
"Nightwing's going to do the transplant. He's a match," Raven explained.
"Nightwing's a match? Nightwing actually did it?" She asked in disbelief.
Raven put her hand on Nebula's shoulder and sniffled. "I know," Raven said. "I can't believe it either."
"MmHmm…" Nebula said sinisterly.
"What?"
"A little birdie told me that you and the birdman had more than just a little…chat…last night. And then I received a premonition that a purple-haired telekinetic empath friend of mine got smooched."
Raven stared at her. "Don't push it," Raven said gravely.
"You're doing that stubborn thing again. You givin' up on love?"
"I've never given up on love. I still have Rin and Jason, don't I?" Raven asked.
"You know what I meant," Nebula said seriously.
"Nebula, Rin's life is more important to me right now, not me falling in love with Dick."
"You noticed that you referred to him by his first name, but if you don't want to talk about it…fine."
Raven scowled at Nebula and walked to room 302.
Raven stopped at the door and muttered the numbers to herself. She then took a deep breath and knocked lightly.
"It's open," Nightwing yelled. Raven took a deep breath and entered.
"Raven," Nightwing said. He was about to take off his shirt.
"I wanted to talk to you," Raven said slowly. "I…"
"Yes?" Nightwing asked.
"I want to know why you changed your mind."
"I didn't change my mind. I was obligated to do it."
"Obligated?" Raven asked sitting down on the edge of the hospital bed.
"Raven, I want something from you in return," Nightwing continued.
"And that's so much like you," Raven said beginning to get angry.
"I care about what happens between us, but I care a lot more about the twins."
Raven's eyes shot up.
"Raven, I want to be a part of their lives. I want to fulfill my role as their father."
"You…do?" Raven was taken aback by his words.
Nightwing put his hand on her shoulder. "I don't want you to feel like I put you in the worst of positions. That's why I'm leaving it up to you whether or not you want me to be there for not just the kids, but for you also."
"I can," Raven whispered, "I can let you be in Rin and Jason's lives, but I want to put us aside…for now."
Nightwing gave her a small smile. "I have to…uh…" He signaled that he needed to change into hospital attire.
"Sorry," Raven said sheepishly. "I'll see you later tonight, I guess. You know, to check on you."
"I'll be here," Nightwing began adding a smile, "waiting."
Raven exited the room with an outstretched grin and a bright red blush outstretched across her face.
