A/n: Sorry about the wait… homework and all, and we're approaching finals. Because of the shortness of this chapter you will get another two some time in the following week.

Dark Celtic Blade—Aww. Really, well I'm sorry I kept you waiting.

soaring-bright-flame—of course Beastboy's great, but really, what does Raven think of him, right? Any way.. glad you got back online. Write me back soon. Oh and I should say that I made up the part about the comi-com (sadly) I've never been to one. I was basing it off stories I've heard. But I found out later that the particular comi-con that this is mimicking does not allow drinking and they close at nine pm so this story really couldn't have happened there.

Travis Hicks—why would you want the Firrs to Adopt Raven? I'm just wondering.

Sparrowing—sorry I'll try and be clearer in the future.

Trillinka—it's about to get better, I promise

SugarDevil—actually, you asked a lot of questions I wanted to address.

First, I don't know much about Victor's past (cy) but I think that according to the government he is legally dead. (if any one knows if I'm wrong please let me know) Gar, (BB) has a legal guardian, still alive, some where back in Africa. Dick, (Robin) was adopted by Bruce long before the Titans formed. And Korand'r (Star) is an alien so; I mean really what can they do. But Raven legally exists, has no parents or legal guardians etc. second, I have Raven at 16 in this fic. Third, though I think Vic might actually be old enough to become her guardian, if he doesn't exist according to the government… you see where that is going.

I think I should mention that I take responsiblity for the Authors note, but any and all mistakes still in the chapter should be blamed on my beta.

Raven and her companions were walking, unsteadily, to the El platform, when a siren began to ring behind them and the cop clicked his flashers on.

"Oh shiny!" Kat declared and moved as if to hug the light. Raven could run…but that would be irresponsible.

The officer stepped out of the car and headed towards the girls and boy. Raven put every last bit of energy she had in to her empathy. To this officer, she would be the sweetest most apple pie girl he'd ever met. She just hoped his sense of duty didn't override emotions.

"Seems you kids are out jus' a tad pas' curfew." He said approaching. Raven wondered briefly about the contents of the bags she was holding.

"Well yes officer but we're on our way home now." She replied thinking that there was enough cuteness in her voice as he heard it, thanks to emotional control, to give the man a cavity.

"Well ok I'll let you--" the drunk thirteen year old behind Raven who didn't know how to keep her mouth shut cut him off.

"Yeah we's a gotsa get home if we're gunna make it afer curfew." Lucy injected. The interruption caused Raven to lose her hold on the cop.

"Eh, what? Are you kids drunk?" Raven shook her head profusely while Kat nodded in an attempt to be coy, and smiled. "I'm going to have to ask you to step over here." Kat pointed to herself. "All of you."

Raven was the only one that passed the rode side sobriety test. Alex stabbed himself in the eye trying to touch his nose. Kat fell on her ass trying to balance on one foot. And Lucy, well, she just passed out. Raven passed all the trials. The officer seemed confused as to why she was with these people.

"I'm going to have to take you into the station." He said with something close to regret while looking down at the giggling pie of black on the ground. He pulled the three drunk ones in to the back of the cruiser. Raven climbed in front and he didn't seem to object. "You're in a lot of trouble you know."

"I know." She said. She was tired, to exhausted to speak.

"Why do I have a feeling you haven't had a drop tonight?" he asked. "Thought teen drinking was social."

"I don't drink, and I tried to stop them." She replied to tired to think of a convincing lie and her energy to tapped to alter his mind. Time to go with the flow.

The other three had fallen asleep in the caged back. His eyes darted form the road to mirror and back. "So what are you doing with those hooligans?" he clicked something on the dash and the lights stopped flashing. He flipped another and the siren stopped. Slowly he pulled away form the curb.

"I didn't want to be," she relied glumly. "Those conventions are pointless and the people there are moronic." She said confirming his belief that they must have come from the comi-con.

"These aren't you friends?" he asked perplexed. She was an interesting girl, and if she hadn't witnessed any underage drinking she might not have done anything wrong, on the contrary if she was trying to get these other kids home then she was merely performing a good deed.

Raven could sense his dilemma, but, she figured it would all come out in the end, aside from that she was strangely adverse to lying, even to help herself. "Not hardly, the one in the purple is my foster sister."

"Sister? Didn't sense much love." He commented and glanced briefly down at Raven's now puke covered shoes.

"I just got here today." She answered in monotone. "I guess this is my welcoming committee."

"I'm sorry." And he seem genuinely so. "li'l girly like yourself deserves a better welcome to Star than that. I'll see if we have any cookies at the station for you."