After the parking lot incident, the girls' were constantly looking over their shoulder as they drove down the deserted road leading to Wyatt's tiny cottage. The narrow road was flanked by trees that seemed to stare and whisper. It was your typical haunted woods.

Mallory moaned. "Jeez, why does Wyatt have to live so far out in the country? He's the only person who lives this far out here. And I really hate crossing that rickety old bridge coming up. But at least we're not alone." Starfire glanced behind them, taking note of the vehicle that was quite a way behind them.

With a sigh, Mallory flipped on the radio. Tim McGraw drawled out softly. Christian murmured in his sleep, using his stuffed batman as a pillow. Mallory glanced back at her son with a warm smile.

"Sometimes it's hard to believe I had him."

Tucking a stray hair behind her ear, Starfire asked, "Why?"

Shifting in her seat, Mallory reached above her head to take out a CD. "Well, for me, Wyatt was untouchable. He was sp popular and I was so borkwormish. I was your typical geek. You know, the kind who buried their heads in books and had never even touched the opposite sex before. Hell, back then, I had never even held hands with a guy before. I was so shy it was sick." Shoving Journey into her CD player, Mallory flipped it to 'Open Arms'.

"Anyway, it was a freak accident that I got paired up with him on a research paper for English. We had both been absent that day when the pairs where picked and got stuck together. At first, he made it clear that he had no desire to be paired with me, and I was fine with that. I didn't want to be with him anyway. He never did his work and I knew I would have to do everything. But I remember I was outside, trying desperately to bathe my puppy, Luke, who is huge by the way, and he kept jumping out and shaking water all over me. Wyatt had all of the sudden decided the pick me up to do our work and caught me in very short shorts and a wet white T-shirt. Boy was I embarrassed.

"But, he just looked at me for awhile, like finally seeing who I was, and laughed. He chased my dog down and offered to help. Let me tell you, he looks so sexy wearing a wet shirt."

Christian yawned loudly, cuddling closer to his toy. "I guess that was when I fell in love with him. When he helped me wash my dog, he laughed and joked, and actually talked to me. He wasn't the stiff unfeeling bad boy I though him to be. But he told me to go change so we could go work on the project. When I walked back out, he was naked from the waist down. My mouth watered. There is nothing better than being pressed against a man's back while riding his Harley. Getting way off topic here. We went to his house, with his mother there, of course, and got all our information together. As I figured, he didn't do anything, just played stupid card tricks. I got fed up and was about to leave when he grabbed me. Being as I was, I just stood there like an idiot.

"He told me not to leave and before I knew it, he was kissing me. I would have expected it to be rough, but he was so tender, so sweet. Anyway, after that, I went to his house everyday. We worked on the project together, but he never touched me. He would do small things, like tuck my hair behind my ear, or accidentally brush his fingers over me, but he never kissed me. But when I came by the next time…he was so mad. His house was trashed and his knuckles had been busted. Not knowing what to do, I just stood there before dragging him to the kitchen and searching for a first aid kid kit. He had just stared at me when I bandaged his hand. Before I knew it, he was kissing me, desperately, telling me how much he needed me, how I was the only girl he had ever loved, so I let him do whatever he wanted. He was so gentle. Some of the things he did…" She blushed.

"Were not going to go there." She gnawed on her lip as she turned onto a narrow dirt road. "Uh, anyway, things were perfect. He had been dating me, kissing me in front of his friends, holding my hand at school. But then I found out I was pregnant. He had already told me he loved me, so I thought he would be thrilled when he found out. But when I told him, his eyes…God, he was so scared. Then he just blew, telling me how I was nothing but a toy to him. He only wanted me until he got his fill because I was so innocent, so easy. He didn't want a kid that I would have had. And he just left me there, in his house, with his mother watching. She was so kind, holding me while I cried and cried and cried. She told me that she would help me, that I didn't have to be alone. I loved that woman so much."

Starfire's heart went out to the poor girl. To have to go through something like that was horrible, especially when she had been told she was only a toy.

"Those nine months were hell. People would look at me as if I was a whore because I was pregnant. They would talk about me behind my back, and some where even brave enough to tell it to my face." Suddenly, she chuckled. "Melissa Fredrickson was my first victim. She had told me, in front of Wyatt, that I was not worth anything, that my child would be nothing. Boy, I swear I broke her nose. No one would hit a pregnant woman, so the more I hit, the less people messed with me. I got so tired of being called a whore and slut that I just became pissed at the world. I was nothing. I didn't matter, never would. If I killed myself, people would rejoice. I tried once. Well, almost tried. Alright, so I only though about it. The closest I got to killing myself was staring at an Aspirin bottle.

"And then Christian was born. The minute I held him, I was never sad again. Yeah, I would still cry at night, but he was everything to me. It didn't matter what other people thought about me because all that mattered was being a good mother. It's amazing what a child can do to you. When I returned, I let them talk about me. Hell, more times than not, I would talk back. I never became outgoing, because I never had friends, but I was not afraid to speak my mind. All I had to do was think of my baby, and I could do anything, say anything I wanted. I'm not feeling sorry for myself, but you were, no, are, my first friend."

She smiled. "But, I'm going to stop there because I feel like I'm going to cry, and I don't want puffy eyes when I drop Christian off…" She glanced behind her and her eyebrows drew together. "Is it me, or is that guy really picking up speed?"

Starfire turned in her seat to glance behind them. Headlights were barreling down on them. They could here the truck pick up speed, coming on the faster and faster.

"I can't let him pass." Mallory swallowed the rising fear. "The road is too narrow. If I pull over, we'll hit a tree. Maybe he's just…trying to show off."

"Maybe." But Starfire doubted it. "Let us just stay calm."

"I'm trying. But I have a two year old in the back seat and I swear I will kill this person if I wreck."

"Do you know if there is a clearing in which we can pull over?"

"No. After this road we hit a bridge, and then we'll be at Wyatt's. I bet this is one of his friends trying to look cool." Shifting, Mallory glanced in the rearview mirror. " Jesus, he is getting too close."

"Mallory, if I were you, I would speed up." The vehicle was on top of them and was still gaining speed.

With her heart in her throat, Mallory speed up. "Oh, thank God. The bridge is coming up and then we'll be at—" The truck rammed into the back of them, jerking them forward. Mallory's chest hit the steering wheel, and as she tried to control her vehicle, her breathing was labored. "Damnit!"

Swiping blood from her forehead where it had connected with the dashboard, Starfire tried to calm the crying child.

Mallory hit the gas as hard as she could, and Starfire jerked forward, unprepared for the sudden movement. They were approaching the tiny bridge. The lake beneath it was frozen, only about seven feet deep.

Constantly glancing behind her, Mallory prayed that they could get off the bridge safely. Heart pounding as the bridge came closer, Mallory swallowed her tears. "Almost there."

As they were approaching the bridge, the truck swerved beside them, ramming into the driver's side of the SUV, and sending the vehicle into the icy waters below. As the vehicle sunk beneath the water and darkness edged Starfire's vision, Christian stopped screaming and all was quiet.


Okay, I had chapter fourteen saved on a disk and it was long, and really cool. But, when I tried to open it, it said the disk was not formatted right, so I had to rewrite this entire thing. I know this one is short and all, so now, I have to do another chapter with Starfire. I know you were looking forward to Raven and Beast Boy, and I'm sorry that the next one will not have just them, but the next on will. I am so sorry. Stupid dell computer.