Sorry about the wait for the update, but school's really been getting in the way of typing this week. ( Thankfully though, I was inspired for some unknown reason and made this chappie extra long just for you! Enjoy!

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The bell hanging on the café door rung as Raven walked in. She quietly took a seat in one of the back booths so that she could see everyone in the café. The seats were surprisingly comfortable—for leather anyway. The shop had a dark look to it as the navy blue walls almost sunk into the black tiled floor. The forest green lights only enhanced the effect with the help of the dark purple seats and tables. The employees had a sort of maroon-looking wardrobe.

'This guy's really done his "homework"' Raven thought as she continued to survey her surroundings.

She had just finished ordering her tea as a striking male about her age walked in the café. He was dressed in a dark red shirt that allowed his toned body to temptingly show through. He had a black leather jacket on top that went down about two inches below the end of his shirt, which was carefully tucked in his khaki pants. He was wearing black shoes that were almost made in visible when on top of the floor. He had a tanned face that had two to three inch long, spiked brown hair with little blonde streaks in it, resting on top. He had slate-blue eyes with small green specks in them.

All the girls in the café gawked as he walked by, carefully looking at each occupant. He paused momentarily to smile as he spotted Raven in the far corner. He approached the table and silently took a seat across from Raven. She looked up at him and stated, "You must be Garrett."

The man nodded and extended his hand for Raven to shake. She was a bit hesitant at first, but eventually took it. As they parted he asked, "How are you tonight Raven? Fine I hope."

Raven nodded and got to the matter at hand, only slightly fazed by his charming good looks. "Why exactly did you want to talk about?"

He chuckled softly and shook his head. "Raven, Raven, Raven…You think I'm going to end up as your newest enemy don't you? Well you've nothing to worry about; I'm not looking to harm you or your friends. I simply called you here to chat and have dinner perhaps. You can relax." Garrett said kindly as he rid himself of his jacket.

Raven starred at him, somewhat perplexed as he ordered a cup of coke. He looked to be about seventeen—only a year older than her and only three inches taller than her. He let his elbows rest on the table as he leaned forward slightly. "Why exactly would you want to go on a date with me?" She said—reading his mind.

He looked somewhat stunned at first, but relaxed as he remembered she was a telepath. "Guess I just found you and your personality attractive." Garrett said as he grinned sheepishly.

Raven smiled inwardly and decided that getting to know this guy might not be so bad. And besides, if he was a villain, she was more than capable of handling herself.

The waiter approached the table with a cup in each hand. She set the tea down if front of Raven and the coke in front of Garrett. "Can I get you anything else?"

Garrett glanced at Raven and decided that she'd decided that it would be okay to proceed with the date. "I'll have some pasta with a small bowl of salad please." He admired the way Raven's outfit looked on her as he waited for Raven to order her dinner.

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Garrett placed the tip on the table as he followed Raven out of the booth. He held the door open for her as she exited the café. Once outside, he put his jacket back on and asked, "Was your dinner satisfactory?"

Raven nodded and began to walk toward the parking lot—rubbing her arms along the way. Garrett smiled as he saw his chance to make an even better impression on her. He took his jacket off again and gingerly draped it over her shoulders. Raven stopped and looked up at Garrett, as if questioning his motives. He shrugged and replied, "You looked cold."

Raven let one of her rare "true" smiles flash as she thanked him for his hospitality. Garrett assured her that it wasn't a problem and proceeded to walk with her to the parking lot. They slowly approached Raven's car and Raven began to hand Garrett his coat. Garrett shook his head, "No, I insist that you keep it—for the sake of a first date."

Raven was stubborn though and refused to take it. But again…Garrett insisted. Raven sighed and finally took the coat back. Garrett smiled and opened the door to Raven's car as she unlocked it. Raven carefully maneuvered around him and sat in the driver's seat. She put her key in the ignition and turned it. Nothing. Raven tried again and had the same results. She sighed and got out as Garrett walked around to the front of the car while rolling up his sleeves.

"I wonder what's wrong." Raven said as she stood beside Garrett as he opened the hood to the car.

Smoke poured out of the now open car and into the faces of bystanders. Garrett impatiently waved his hand to clear the smoke as he put the prop in.

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Robin cringed as Cyborg roughly put a bandage around the cut on his arm. Beastboy and Starfire had already been attended to. "Ow! Cyborg take it easy!" Robin grunted as Cyborg continued to wrap him.

"Hey, you wouldn't be in this mess if you hadn't been so reckless and just charged Dr. Light!" Cyborg retorted as he finished the job. "And why hadn't you told us that Raven left? I think that would be something her team may want to know, not just her leader!"

Robin tore his arm away from his friend and got up from the hospital bed to face Cyborg. "I was about to go get her when the alarm on the communicator went off! I thought she would've come when hers went off so I just left her alone!"

Cyborg took a deep breath and calmed himself down when Starfire and Beastboy began to stir. "Look man, we all know that Raven can handle herself. Let's just let her come home when she's ready okay? Maybe she just needed some time to think." Cyborg reasoned.

Robin gritted his teeth slightly and motioned for Cyborg and himself to go out into the hall. "When we were talking before she left, she said that she had to go meet someone at the local café. How could she think if she was with someone else—a guy for that matter?"

"How would you know it was a guy? Maybe she just said that so that you'd let her go! You know…you worry too much Robin. Raven's a big girl and is perfectly capable of handling herself. You can relax." Cyborg assured.