Hola. Um, yeah. You guys actually seem to like my writing. This mildly disturbs me for reasons only known to fungi. Okay, so, besides practically failing science (I have a D), finding a title all on my own (I really hope you've noticed this by now), and discovering that the Teen Titans movie really did suck balls (TAKE THAT, MAURA ESTELLA!), I have nothing new to report! So, going with that theory, here's Maura Estella!

ME: She owns Teen Titans. She also owns the horizontal. And the vertical. Oh, and just to be thorough, we'll throw the diagonal in there too. Grow a brain, people! Check previous disclaimers for a list of things pertaining to this story that she does own.

RANDOM ALERT! Don't say I didn't warn you.

"Whenever I watch TV and see those poor starving kids all over the world, I can't help but cry. I mean I'd love to be skinny like that, but not with all those flies and death and stuff." --Mariah Carey (glad to know you've got your priorities straight, Mariah)

Chapter 3. Have fun.

"You guys sure you'll be okay?"

"For the last time, Richard!" Jinx yelled, exasperated at Nightwing's over caution. "Wally and I'll be fine. We promise not to let anything happen to Raven or the Tower."

"I don't like you two alone with X. He's no good."

"Hey! I resent that. I used to be a villain, and I'm a hero now."

"But-but," Nightwing sputtered.

"Exactly. He could turn good any time!"

"But-"

"Just trust Jenn's judgment. We're a lot more responsible than you think," Flash said.

"Fine. But if there's any trouble at all-"

"Call you on your communicator," Flash and Jinx finished together. "We know! You've only told us about fifty times!"

"Yo Bird Boy! We gotta go!"

Nightwing scowled. "I'm coming!"

"No, you're pulling out your Mom complex on Jenn and Wally. Get your ass down here so we can get a move on to Gotham! Preferably before your crazy psycho mentor goes all crazy psycho on us!"

Cyborg hung up the PA with a soft click.

"Rich should be coming down now. Y'all ready to go?"

The Titans all nodded.

"The trip should take about three to four days. Use your communicators to keep in touch," Bumble Bee ordered.

"The ride leaders will be me and Vic. Karen is riding with Vic, so you can call her too. I want Arissa, Gar, and Garth to bring up the rear, and the rest of you should spread out in the middle," Nightwing instructed as he came into the garage.

"Aye, aye, Cap'n!" Frost chirped. Hotspot, who was standing next to her, just shook his head and sighed.

"…Right. So what're you waiting for? Let's go, people! We've got to get to Gotham before the twentieth!" Nightwing shouted.

They all shot him glares before moving towards their respective vehicles (AN: Use your imagination. I don't want flames because of anything I decide. And Aqualad is NOT swimming. So if you're pissed at me for making him drive or something, SCREW YOU!)

Too cool for the line.

"So, Wally… Now that the resident Mother and the other Titans are gone, what do you want to do?"

"Well… I can think of something that might be interesting…"

"Oh really?"

"Yes, really."

"Hm… It wouldn't happen to involve the lips at all, would it?"

"Maybe…"

Suddenly, a buzzer sounded over the PA system.

"And maybe it involves feeding our resident pain-in-the-ass," Flash sighed.

"I'll go see what he wants," Jinx said.

"Alright."

Jinx walked quietly to the medical bay and opened the door. She walked passed Raven's bed, sparing only one wistful glance at the violet haired woman before continuing to the room the housed Red X.

"You rang?" she asked dryly.

"Yeah. If it's not too much trouble, I haven't eaten for about twelve hours, so could I get something to eat?"

"I KNEW there was something we were forgetting…"

"Yeah… Food now, please."

"Sure." Jinx pulled out her communicator and called Flash. "He hasn't eaten in twelve hours. We need food stat, before he passes out."

"Thanks."

"Yeah, well, don't get too used to it."

"You know, you aren't very talkative."

"Who said I would be?"

"The one chick with the black hair… Arissa, I think her name was."

"Arissa? Oh shit, she only told you her name, right?"

"No. I know all your names, including yours, Jenn."

"Well, I suppose it is a fair trade for her seeing your face."

"WHAT!"

"Yeah. 'Rissa had to take off your mask to check for bruises or cuts. Also she thought your nose might've been broken."

"But she said that you didn't take off my mask!"

"That was to lull you into a false sense of security. She also knows your name. Cross-referenced a pic she took of you with your mask off or something like that. Did it on Raven's computer though, so your identity is safe… For now."

Red X's eyes widened. "For now?" he echoed.

"Yeah. 'Rissa only takes orders from Raven, so you're good at least 'til she wakes up."

"Joy."

"Hey Jinx. Got the food," Flash said as he strolled leisurely through the door.

"You must be Wally. Glad to know someone here can feed a person," Red X commented.

Flash froze. "How does he-"

"-Know your name? Arissa told him. She told him all of ours."

"Great. Now we're walking targets for a thief," Flash said as he ran a hand through his messy red hair.

"No. 'Rissa knows his name."

"So it would be an equal trade, if not for the fact that there are twenty more of us than there are of him!"

"Complain to Arissa. What do you want me to do about it?"

"I don't know! Can't you hex him into forgetting?"

"No. He already has head trauma. It could cause him to turn into a human vegetable."

"So?"

"First off, can you two please stop talking about me like I'm not here? And secondly, you would be dead if I didn't have a big gash in my leg."

"Lucky for me, then. Also lucky for me even with out the gash, you'd never be able to catch me."

"Can we stop talking about luck? Especially considering I'm the tabloid proclaimed 'Goddess of Bad Luck.'"

"Don't remind me," Flash muttered darkly. When the label had first come out, the accompanying "article" had targeted and hit some of Jinx's greatest insecurities. He had spent weeks convincing her that the article, if it could be called that, was a load of garbage not fit to be seen by human eyes.

"Theoretically, I could ask. But I won't," Red X commented.

"Good."

"Can I eat now?"

"Do you think of anything else?"

"Well, excuse me for not eating for twelve hours. I so obviously was able to get up and go to your kitchen (wherever that may be) and get myself food! I'm oh-so sorry for not doing so."

Jinx sighed and handed him the tray. "Here. Now stop complaining. Buzz us when you're done."

Red X just started eating. Flash rolled his eyes and led Jinx from the room, stopping only briefly to look at Raven to see if she was improving.

Red X made it a point to find out what was in the other room that everyone kept stopping and staring at. Just as soon as he could walk.

Fear my totally cool awesomeness. BOW TO YOUR GODDESS! What, power trip? Me? As if!

"Batman says that both of you are due in Gotham tomorrow at nine hundred hours sharp."

"Oh joy. We get to meet the anti-social prick."

"Sh… He might hear you!"

Jinx gave Nightwing a look. "You're paranoid."

"No. I just want to make it back in one piece."

"Whatever you say, paranoid suck-up."

"He is, isn't he?"

A red-haired girl (That isn't Starfire, you obsessed nerds) appeared on the video transmition next to Nightwing.

"Go away, Babs. I'm talking here. This is my team, not yours."

"We're Raven's team, not yours. And who's this?" Jinx asked suspiciously.

"Barbara- Babs- Gordon. Also known as Batgirl."

"BatWOMAN! God, Dick. I'm not Batgirl! Call me that one more time, and I'll start calling you Robin."

"You wouldn't dare."

Batwoman's smirk seemed to say, "Try me."

"So besides Batman, who else is there?" Flash asked as he came into the room.

"Superman, Wonderwoman, you know, the usuals. They're all interested in knowing what happened there in Jump City. Also, they seem really want to see Raven, whoever she is."

"She's our leader. Ours, Argent's, and Jericho's too. We're Titans North, and if you haven't heard of our work in Star City, then you don't know anything."

"They want that Raven? Holy shit!"

"Well, who did you think it was?" Jinx snapped.

Batwoman shrugged. "I don't know. I just didn't think it was her."

"Yeah, well, think again. Jinx and Flash out."

Flash cut the connection. "God. Some people are just so ignorant."

"Calm down, Wally. It'll do no good if you just lash out at people."

"But Raven… She's great. She's the sort of person that legends are made of! She killed someone that couldn't be killed! It's not like that's an every day occurrence!"

"I know, but that doesn't change anything."

Both their communicators started beeping.

"Do you want to get it, or will I?" Flash asked.

"I will. You might get into an argument with him, and that's the last thing I need right now."

"Right."

Jinx set off once again for the medical wing. She was just about to open the door to Red X's room when she noticed something out of the ordinary.

"WALLY! GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!"

Dun dun dun!

CLIFF HANGER! Just when you thought I couldn't get any eviler. Oh, and I hope I cleared up in this chapter why Argent was so open in the first chapter. It was a guilt thing.

Final randomness- "The word 'genius" isn't applicable in football. A genius is a guy like Norman Einstein." --Joe Theisman, NFL football quarterback &sports analyst. (Oh really? Never would've guessed.)

And finally, REVIEW! REVIEW LIKE THIS STORY'S LIFE DEPENDS ON IT! Because evidently, having your own life on the line just isn't doing the trick.