Er, yeah, okay, so I did do dome serious repeating in chappie twenty-four, but it was only so you could see everything from Wyatt's point of view on how things happened. Anyway…I have become, like, so obsessed with My Chemical Romance it's not even funny, but that has nothing to do with anything so…on with show! Oh, and, uh, this is dealing with the titans…just had to get the whole Wyatt/Mallory thing outta the way. It was driving me nuts… Does Christian act unusual? Like he can't be believed? If so, then I'll make him act more like a two year old…but hey, until this chapter is posted, he'll just act him the way I want him too. ;) So, uh, just…give me your feedback and I'll do what I can about him. Personally, I just made him out to be an huge genius, even at such a young age, and I was going to clarify that later on, like when his older and in the epilogue, but, hey, he can be a normal kid if that's what you want. Yeah. This is one long author's note…I really gotta stop with these. --


Stupid idiots. Didn't they know better than to try that with him? Didn't they know that keeping them with bodyguards would not save them? And the people of Jump City depended on the police to protect them.

These bodyguard were a pain in the ass. How stupid could one get? All he had to do was slit a throat and he would have the women. One man couldn't protect one woman. Simple logic. Though they were provably thinking the knight-in-shining-armor crap. 'Oh, my dear maiden, I will gladly give up my life so you may live!' The White Rose Killer snorted. Little did they know that they would be giving up their lives to protect them. When would men realize that women were useless? They weren't worth even worrying over, much less dying for.

But if they wanted to die for their loves, then why not give them what they want? He grinned as he sharpened his knife. It would be absolutely perfect. With allhis victim he would murder their man in front of their eyes. Ooh, that sounded brilliant. That way when he took them, no one would follow and they would be so pain ridden that they would not fight back. He was a freaking genius. Only problem was deciding on which girl was his first victim.

After he finally rid of the five girls, he would go into seclusion and lead a semi-normal life. The White Rose Killer sighed as he laid out five photographs that he had taken of the girls, without their consent of course. He had gotten lucky with the redhead, catching her in a state of undress, her arms above her head as she tied up her hair. Maybe she would be his first victim. She was a gorgeous creature with a body any man would die to have. But he wouldn't have to die to get it, now would he? With a desire-filled sigh, the White Rose Killer traced the girls curves with a long finger. But…there was the other four to pick from.

His eyes traveled to Hannah Carson Jones. She was a beautiful thing and had an attitude to go with it. If there was one thing he loved more than having an unwilling woman beneath him, it was a woman with an attitude.

Which brought him to lady number three. The dark one wasas full of attitude as one could get. She, as was the redhead, had been caught in a state if undress. He made surehe got them with barley any clothes on. It was just more entertaining that way. She was dressed in nothing more than a black bra and underwear. So arousing. The White Rose Killer jerked his eyes away from the picture to glance at the forth.

Mallory Judson. With careful digging, he had found out the girls name and everything else he needed to know. Though she had a son, she would be a joy to rape. It would be nice, for a change, to slam into a girl and have nothing block his path like a maidenhead. So maybe she could be the one he went for first…

But Harley Waylin was just too delectable to pass up. And seeing who her father was… The White Rose Killer leaned back in his chair with a groan. Decision, decisions. Who would he pick? These decision shouldn't be so hard. Maybe he would…roll dice? No, not roll dice. How crèche was that? Maybe picking names out of a hat…well, still childish for a criminal mastermind like himself, but desperate times call for desperate measures. Scribbling down the names of his victims on scraps of paper, the White Rose Killer grabbed the hat next to him and dumped the names into it.

Closing his eyes, he extracted a piece of paper and read the name. His lips curled. Perfect. Just the girl he had wanted.


"This is really starting to piss me off." Robin muttered under his breath, and received a gentle smack against the side of his head.

"Language, Robin."

"Yeah," Christian mimicked, "language, Robin."

"Shut up, kid." He glanced down at the little boy who had his arms crossed over his tiny chest.

"Nope. You just gotta deal with me."

"No, I don't."

"Uh-huh."

"Nuh-uh."

"Uh-huh."

"Nuh—"

"I'm going to have to agree with Christian there." Starfire grinned when Robin glared at her.

"Why are you defending the kid? You're supposed to be on my side." Robin muttered.

"He's just so much cuter, you see—"

"Cuter? How can you get cuter than me?" Robin asked with a fake pout.

"Everyone's cuter than you." Christian said, pointing a tiny finger at him and laughing hysterically.

"Why you little—" And Robin was up and running around, chasing the little boy. Christian squealed, loving the game, and darted out of Robin's grasp.

Robin's eyes widened in mock surprise. "That little bugger got away from me. How did he get away from me?"

Starfire shook her head and lounged back against the couch, watching the show with a grin. Robin grabbed the little boy and, with a smirk in her direction, whispered something to him. He was quiet for a moment, listening to what the teen said, and then he nodded his head furiously.

Knowing something was up, Starfire straightened and slowly stood up, eyes trained on the two boys.

"You are up to something." She said with one eye narrowed.

They gave her an innocent look. "Us? Of course we're not up to anything. We are merely…playing."

"Umm-hmm. Just…kept your playing over there."

"Of course." Wary of the two, Starfire slowly walked around the couch, eyes never leaving them. Robin let Christian down and now they both just stared at her. She blinked.

"Hey, kid, you ready?"

Christian looked up and gave him a toothy grin. "Yep."

Without a second thought, Starfire bolted, Robin and Christian hot on her heels. She slid into her room and almost made it to the safety of her bathroom when she was grabbed gently around the waist and pulled against a hard body. She laughed. Not one to be left out at anything, Christian grabbed hold of her leg.

"We gotcha." Christian giggled.

"Yes, you did. Is now the time to surrender?"

Robin and Christian exchanged evil looks. "Oh, there is no way you're surrendering." Robin stated with a smirk.

She turned her head to watch Robin and his adorable grin. "But is that not the way wars are handled when one side knows they are defeated and do not wish for more warfare?"

Robin blinked. "Well, yes…but my dear Starfire…" He leaned down to whisper in her ear, "This war has just begun."

"Well, since I am at liberty to fight back…" Starfire grinned before she rammed an elbow into Robin's midsection, hard enough to make him lose his hold on her. Christian laughed as Robin stumbled back, holding his stomach, but Starfire grabbed the little boy and carefully dangled him upside down. Christian giggled as she flipped him back around and propped him on her hip.

"Well, my dear Robin, it seems as if I have a hostage."

Robin grinned, rubbing his sore stomach. "Well, then, what do you say we fight for him?"

"As you wish."

"But lets set some ground rules. No flying, no weapons, and if one draws blood, they instantly lose, got it?"

"Sounds fair." Starfire looked down at Christian, who was grinning like a fool. "Can you tie me up like a hostages?"

"Of course, if that is what you wish."

"Yea! But…Inna do this in the big room."

"Living-room?" Robin asked.

"Yeah, dat room."

"Fine with me." Robin walked into the living-room, already plotting his attack, while Starfire searched for something to tie to the little boy up. She settled with a shoe strings, tied loosely around his tiny arms and feet. He could easily get out of it, and wanted Starfire to do it tighter, but she refused. So he pouted.

Robin and Starfire pushed the furniture out of the way to give them more 'fighting' room, although they knew it was just a game to please Christian. They exchanged grins before they got into their positions.

"No hard feelings when I win, right?" Robin asked confidently.

"Are you sure you'll be the one to win?"

"Of course."

She shook her head and got into position. "Who goes first?"

"Ladies always go first."

"Then, by all means, go first." It didn't take long for the insult to sink into his brain, and for a moment, he was caught off guard. "I'm not a woman—"

Starfire struck quickly, turning her back to him, sinking down to her knees and twisting, one leg outstretched, kicking his feet out from under him. He hit the ground and for a spilt second his eyes widened before narrowing. He flipped up onto his feet with cat-like grace, in a crouch position, and dove for her. The force knocked her to the ground, him on top, but she quickly flipped, pinning his legs with her own, hands tightly at his side.

"Not bad, Star. Not bad." She smiled down at him, Christian cheering in the background.

"And you thought you were the victor."

"Oh," he said with a mischievous glint in his gold eyes. "The wars not over yet."

She raised an eyebrow, but understood what he meant when she found herself flat on her back with no way to escape him. What had he done to get her like this? He had moved so fast she didn't even know what had happened until her arms were above her head.

"How did you do that?"

He grinned down at her, a stray lock of hair falling over his eyes. "It's a secret."

It didn't take long for them to realize the position they were in and, with wide eyes, Robin tried to pull back.

"Hey, hey, hey. Wait a sec, here, misters." Robin and Starfire glanced over at the little boy, who had already gotten out of his 'chains'.

With his hands on his hips, he marched over to them. "I gotsta position for you two."

"Kid, I really hope you mean proposition." Robin said with a raised brow.

Christian blinked, then nodded. "Dat's what I said."

"Good. I was about to ask what your mother lets you watch." He muttered under his breath, still highly aware that Starfire was still pinned beneath him, his hands still holding her arms above her head. He tried to pull back, but Christian slapped his hand.

"Don't move."

Robin and Starfire exchanged looks, but followed the kids game. "What do you want, Christian?" Robin asked, cringing when Starfire moved beneath him. She froze.

"Did I hurt you in someway?'

"No, just…don't move."

She blinked, but made no move. "Now, kid, what do you want?" Robin's eyes narrowed at the little boy.

Christian's grinned mischievously. "I've been tinking…"

"Just get on with it kid. I'm sure Star's not exactly comfortable right now." To tell the truth, Starfire was more than comfortable, but she wasn't going to say anything.

"A'right, a'right. You gotsta kiss."

The teens' eyes widened. "You've got to be kidding me." Robin said of a lengthy pause of shock.

"Nope. I serious. You gotsta kiss her or…" He pondered for a moment before grinning. "I'll scream."

"You'll scream? And how would that help matters any?" Robin instantly regretted asking. With a grin, Christian opened his mouth and shrieked as loud as he could. Robin cringed as the sound slammed through his ears painfully. "Alright, alright, stop screaming."

Christian closed his mouth. "Promise?"

"If it'll make you stop screaming."

"Otay." Christian stood there and waited patiently, but nothing happened. "Aren't you gonna kiss her?"

"You are a perverted little boy."

"Nuh-uh. I just think it's about time you kissed her."

"What do you mean about time? I've done it before."

"I'm sure you have, buts that was prolly 'fore you hurted her, so now, you gunna make its all better."

"One kiss is not going to make things better, Christian," Starfire said, tilting her head to watch the little boy. "Things like this just can't be—"

Christian opened his mouth and screeched again. Robin let out a foul curse. "I'm sorry about this, Starfire." Slowly, to make the little boy happy, Robin pressed his mouth tenderly against Starfire's. He pulled back quickly when he heard silence, but Christian screamed again.

Robin's eyes narrowed. "I kissed her so stop screaming."

Christian looked at him with a grin. "Too short."

"Too short? Kid, you don't even know what you're taking about—" Christian opened his mouth again, but Robin had already slanted his mouth over Star's again. This time, he took things slowly, savoring the taste of her lips.

Behind them Christian blinked innocently. He hadn't meant for them to do it that long, but they were still going at it a minute later. Christian toddled off in search of his stuffed toy, leaving them to their…kissing.

Vaguely aware that Christian walked away, Robin pulled back to glance down at her. "I'm sorry, Star. He was starting to give me a major headache with all his screaming."

"It is…fine," she said softly, looking up at him with innocent eyes. His heart skipped a beat. Damnit, why did this one girl have such power of him? It shouldn't be possible, he should have never let it happen. The stupid rule he had made about not dating teammates seemed worthless. Now, it wasn't the only reason why he would never be with her. He couldn't—no, wouldn't—be with her because he was so damn afraid of losing her. After his parents death, he had built an unbreakable shield around his shattered heart, swearing to himself that no one would ever get past the barrier that kept him from emotional pain. And, damnit, Starfire had managed to somehow create a crack in his defense.

Robin rolled off her and got grudgingly to his feet. How could he have let her in like that? He had tried so hard to keep himself emotionally guarded from people, yet a naive alien had worked her way so deep into his heart that he actually couldn't stop thinking about her. And the serious problem there was when he thought of her, it wasn't just picturing him making love to her, but things like…like… commitment. Like the whole 'I want to be with you forever and getting down on one knee thing' God, that was not what he need to be thinking right now. He was not going to marry Starfire and he was not going to think about that again. His gamophobia was really working up at the moment. Marriage, or the talk of marriage, had him cringing and wishing to slam his head repeatedly against the wall…therefore losing consciousness and forgetting everything he had thought of that day. Hey, he'd done it before.

"You are…not mad at me, are you?" Starfire asked as she pulled herself to her feet.

"No," he snapped, flinching at his own tone. "I'm not mad at you, Star," he said, his tone softer. "It's just…it's nothing."

Eyebrows drawn together, Starfire nodded. "Robin…may I ask you a personal question?"

Robin turned to face her. "Sure…I guess. What about?"

She wrung her hand, not making eye contact with him. "Do you…remember that…girl I saw leaving your apartment?"

Robin cringed, dreading her question. "Yeah. What about her?"

"Did you…go through with the mating ritual of earth…the…sex?"

He groaned inwardly. "Why do you want to know, Star?"

She lifted innocent eyes to his. "It is merely a question. Nothing more." She dropped her hands to her side. "Might you be…answering my question?"

"Starfire…"

"Yes or no will suffice, Robin."

"Yes."

She blinked. "Yes in you did perform the mating ritual called 'sex' or yes in other terms as in 'yes, you will tell me'?"

He ran his hands through his hair. "Yes, as in I did…have sex with her…"

Only silence greeted him. He risked looking at her and his heart dropped into his stomach. She stared at him dully, no emotion on her face, and nodded. She walked away from him in search of Christian, leaving him standing there.

"Whoa, hold on. Why did you ask me that?" He chased after her, matching her long strides with his own.

"I do not know," she said softly. "I wish I had not."

He sighed. "Look, Star, I only did it—"

"I do not need to know your reasons. You are your own man, Robin, and can do what you please when ever you wish."

"But—why did you ask in the first place?" He asked again.

"I told you that already."

He groaned. "Yeah, but that wasn't a very good excuse."

"You have no business knowing why I asked it."

"Yes, I do, seeing as it was so private." He ground out, his temper boiling.

"But it is my opinion and my opinion only. You have no right to ask or know if I do not wish to tell you."

"Damnit, Starfire, why did you ask me?"

Her fists clenched and unclenched at her side before she answered, "Because I was hoping you would have told me that you hadn't."

He reached out to touch her shoulder, but she jerked away as if his touch burned her skin. "Just…go." She walked to her room and almost had the door open when he grabbed her back to face him…and recoiled when he saw the flood of tears trail down her cheeks. "Robin, let me go," she bit out, her voice throaty with hurt.

"Starfire—"

"Just go!" She yelled, and shoved him so hard that he flew clear across the room and crashed into the wall. Pushing himself up on his elbows, he watched her slam her door and flinched. Christian walked out of his room, toy train in his hand, and his pale eyes staring down at Robin. "What happened?"

Robin let out a depressed sigh and rubbed his sore back. "Nothing kid. Nothing at all."


Raven walked into Starfire's room carefully, making sure she knocked before she entered. "Starfire?" she called out, but received no answer. Raven counted to three, flicked on the light, and stepped out of the way as a digital clock was hurled out. Aiming to hit Robin probably, Raven mused.

"Jesus, Rae, you sure you want to go in there?" Beast Boy asked, throwing a sideway glance at Robin, who was cradling his head in his hands. "She seems severely pissed."

"She called me, so I'll risk it." Raven's eyes narrowed at the back of Robin's head before she closed the door.

The first thing she realized was the huge mess. Obviously, in a fit of rage, Starfire had torn her room apart. Second thing that caught her attention was the form huddled in the corner of the room, body curled up defensively.

"Starfire?" Raven asked, walking closer to the figure. She froze when Star spoke, not knowing if she should move further. Starfire's voice dull with pain. "I knew it was going to happen sooner or later, but I didn't know it would hurt this bad. I now know why you chose to keep your emotions to yourself. Nothing is worth the pain."

"Star…" Raven trailed off, slowly walking to the depressed Tameranian. Crouching down, Raven touched the girl's shoulder hesitantly. It shook beneath her hand. God, what was she supposed to say?

Settling down in front of the girl, Raven let out a sigh. "Do you…want to talk about it?"

"There is nothing to say." Came the dull reply.

Raven let out a huff of breath, running her fingers through her hair. Okay, this was going nowhere. "You know, the best way to stop the hurt is to talk about it. It's worse if you keep it bottled up inside you."

"Yet you do all the time. Advice does not work when one does not take it themselves."

Raven blinked. "Okay…but I do that because of my—"

"Power, yes. We have all heard the excuse before."

"It's not an excuse—" Raven argued, but was cut off by Starfire's detached voice.

"Yes it is and you know it. It is your way to escape. I do wish you would stop hiding and face the real world like the rest of us."

Raven drew back, shocked at the enormous change in her usually happy-go-lucky teammate. Since when did the optimistic alien become so…human?

"Starfire, look, this is not about me. This is about you. I just…don't want to see you like this. But if you don't want to talk, then I'll just…go back home." Raven stood, her shoulders rigid, and walked to the door. Just as she reached for the handle, Starfire said softly, "I did not mean to hurt you, Raven."

"You didn't hurt me." But Raven made no move to walk out.

"I…do wish to talk to you, Raven, But it just…hurts." Her voice broke as she buried her head in her hands.

Unsure of what do to, Raven slowly walked back to her. Carefully sitting down, Raven waited for her to say something. Starfire lifted her eyes to Raven, and for the first time in Raven's life, she was really worried. Starfire's eyes were dark with pain, her usually joyful face wet with tears.

"Why do I love him still after he told me that there was nothing between us? He even…preformed the ritual of love with another woman, yet I still had held some slim thread of hope that there would be more between us."

"It's…normal for you to have hoped for something more between you and Robin." Raven said slowly, unsure if it was the right thing to say.

"But I knew that he didn't want me, yet I still let it hurt."

"You can't help it if you hurt."

"Yes, but it hurts so bad. It feels as if… my heart is being ripped into tiny shreds…and all I can feel is the pain. Nothing else. I try to think of something happy and joyful, but then I picture him with…someone else, and it hurts. I have never felt this much agony…ever. Is this what you went through when Beast Boy was with Terra?"

Raven's calm demeanor broke for a split second as her eyes widened. "Excuse me?"

"Did you hurt this much when Beast Boy was with Terra?"

Raven thought she could lie to the girl, and say no, but she decided against it. "Sort of. It was more of jealousy then. But I'm not in love with Beast Boy."

Starfire glared uncharacteristically at her. "Why you chose to lie to yourself is beyond me."

Raven's eyes narrowed. "I'd appreciate it if you quite calling me a liar."

"I shall stop calling you a liar when you stop becoming one."

Raven bit back her anger and gritted her teeth. "Why don't we talk about your problem."

Starfire sighed. "As you wish." She pulled herself up and walked to the bed slowly, crawling onto it and burring her head in her pillow. "I just want the pain to go away," she said, her voice muffled by the pillow.

Raven opened her mouth to say something when the door opened. Starfire's head shot up as she glared at whoever was at the door.

"Go away," she snapped.

"Oh…" Christian pulled back from the room, his eyes hurt, but Starfire quickly said, "I am so sorry, Christian." Pulling her body from the comfort of her bed, Starfire walked to the little boy, who was furiously rubbing at his teary eyes.

"Are you mad at me?" He asked innocently, turning his gray eyes to her.

"No, my rynoa, I am not mad at you."

He clutched his batman to his chest. "I didn't mean to hurted you."

Her eyebrows drew together. "What do you mean?"

Tears overflowed from his eyes as he threw himself into her arms. "I only wanted you to geted back together. I didn't know it would hurted you. I thought dat if he kissed you, you'd get back together."

Starfire stroked the little boys hair as he sobbed into her shoulder. "Oh, Christian, it wasn't your fault, baby. This was going to happen no matter what. Please don't blame yourself. If it's anyone's fault, it would be mine."

"But I caused it," he sobbed, his tiny hands fisting in her shirt.

"No, you didn't. There was nothing that could have stopped this, and even that kiss didn't cause it. I was the one who brought it up, and I went mad all of the sudden for no reason. There is no need to blame yourself for my mistake." She pulled the little boy back to wipe away his tears. She forced a watery smile. "Are you going to be okay?"

"Umm-hmm." He rubbed at his eyes, then leaned back against her. "I'm sleepy."

Raven laid a hesitant hand on Starfire's shoulder. "I'm going to go back into the main room. You should get some rest yourself, Star. Take a nap with him and if you want, I'll be here with when you wake up and we can really talk then, okay?"

Starfire nodded, picking the little boy up. He leaned his head on her shoulder and watched Raven wearily. "I cannot thank you enough, Raven. I know you do not wish to do the talking with me, but I am grateful that you will. I would…appreciate it if you were here when I awake."

Raven nodded. "No problem."She walked out of the room, giving on last glance at her heartbroken friend before closing the door.

Starfire pushed down another onslaught of tears and smiled down at the little boy.

"Would you mind napping with me, rynoa?"

He shook his head and rubbed his good eye with a tiny fist. Starfire sat him down to work off his little boots and searched for something more comfortable for him to wear instead of jeans and a sweater. "What does…rynoa mean?"

"It is a Tameranian endearment that can mean 'my love' or on your case, 'my darling child'. It depends on how it is used."

"Oh." He lifted his arms when she slipped on his Power Ranger pajamas. He crawled under the covers when she went to change as well, and burrowed beneath the warm sheet, falling asleep almost instantly, his batman clutched to his chest.

Starfire walked out of the bathroom, her movement lacking all emotions. She smiled softly at the little bundle under her covers and gently slid beneath them. Christian immediately curled against her side and didn't move after that.

Starfire stroked the boy's hair, staring at the ceiling. Why was she acting like this? She knew that it was bound to happen, yet she had thrown a fit because of it. Robin had made it perfectly clear that he didn't want her, yet, like the idiot she was, she held onto a slim chance that he would change his mind. She was so stupid. Robin would never want her. He proved that when he said that she was nothing more than a friend and when he took that blonde bimbo to his bed.

Yet she was hurting so bad, though she knew it was going to happen. It hurt worse than if he had said he wanted her, then took the other girl to his bed. I guess, she mused, blinking back tears, that it hurts so bad because now you know that you will never be with him. Now, it is a sure thing, with no light of hope. It's over. Nothing will happen between us, save for the friendship we had at the tower, where I was just a comrade, a teammate. Why did I take things out of proportion? I let myself believe that there could be something between us, even after he said he didn't want me. Why do I have to be so stubborn? Why can't I just take it to heart that ROBIN DOES NOT WANT ME!

Starfire tried to swallow the lump in her throat as she decided that she would act like nothing had happened. Around him, she would be nothing but his friend. And…she would date. Yes, she would find someone that would want her. Starfire sighed, closing her eyes and holding Christian closer to her. Maybe Jonathan would still let her take up his offer on a date.


"I didn't know she would take it so hard," Robin said softly, rubbing his sore shoulders.

"Dude, you had sex with another girl. Of course she took it hard. She's like, head-over-heels in love with you and now she know there won't be anything between ya'll." Beast Boy said.

"But she already knew that."

"Yes, but now there is no way for ya'll to be together. She knows that now, which is why she's taking it so hard. Just give her awhile to let it all sink in, and then she'll be up and around in no time…though now I don't doubt that she'll be dating other guys, seeing as she can't be alone forever. Star's the type who has to have someone with her." Beast Boy said slowly, as if he were talking to a little child.

"Beast Boy," Robin snarled, "shut up."

"Dude, why should you care? You're the one who put her in this position. In all fairness, this is your fault."

"I know that!" Robin snarled.

"Then stop complaining. If you can't handle your decision like a man, then I lose all respect for you, dude. You wanted this, so now you've gotta deal with it. You can't expect someone like Starfire to be alone. And if you do just so you can feel better, I'd say you're no better than any villain we've ever fought." Beast Boy stood up, heading for the door, but he turned back and addressed Raven. "I'm going for a walk to cool off a bit. You can stay here with him if you want, but I can't even look at him without being disgusted so I gotta get outta here."

Robin flinched, staring at nothing in particular. Raven, shocked beyond words, followed Beast Boy out. "Starfire wants me to come back."

"Fine." Beast Boy stormed to the elevators, his anger threatening to burst. How dare Robin be so selfish. How could someone, who Beast Boy had thought a friend, turn out to be so damn stupid?

"Beast Boy," Raven said, trying to catch up with his long strides. "Are you okay?"

"No, I'm not. I just want to wring his no-good neck." Raven laid a hand on his arm.

"Calm down, Beast Boy." She said monotonously. "Just…think of something calming and—" Raven had no time to even gasp as he slammed her body against his and kissed her.


I bet I've got a bunch of enemies now, especially you Rob/Star fans. I know, Robin seems like a jerk, but, er…well, if I say anything, I'd be spoiling everything. All I gotsta say is don't give up on our Robin just yet. So…until next time!

Oh, yeah, and I want to thank fell4adeadguy, who is now my proofreader for these chapters. Anyone else notice that I'm a comma-happy freak? I do. But, er, about the mistakes, fell4adeadguy looked for mistakes and all, but I didn't get the corrected chapter, so I did all the grammar and stuff. I'm sorry if there are mistakes. I really try to make sure I don't have any mistakes, but I guess I don't catch them all when I look for them. Hopefully, the next chapter I do won't be so bad. So, again, I'm sorry if there are mistakes. Well, until next time.