(Danny's POV)

I had been sleeping soundly, but then I was awakened by the rustling of cloth and a bright light. Squinting, I made out a floating silhouette.

"Starfire?" I slurred groggily.

"Good morning Danny! Shine and rise!"

I sat up rubbing my eyes. "Wha time st?"

"Eleven-thirty!" Starfire replied cheerfully as she moved around the room.

Woah, I must really be bad if I slept for so long. If I remembered right I was in bed by eight last night. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I jumped back, the rough action pulled painfully at my side.

"Ugh" I slumped over and put a hand to my burning side.

"Oh! I am so sorry! Shall I get Cyborg? Do you need to lie down? I did not intend to startle you! Are you alright? I am so sorry!"

"I-it's okay" I mumbled.

"No it is not okay! I have just harmed my new friend! What kind of friend am I if I hurt-"

Starfire's little spaz attack was kind of funny. Her forehead wrinkled and she moved her hands a lot.

I reached out and gently grabbed her wrist. "It's fine." I told her firmly, locking eyes with her.

"Really?" She asked, biting her lip. "You are okay?"

I nodded.

"Okay then. Are you ready?" She motioned to the wheelchair she had pulled up.

"F-for what?"

"Breakfast of course!"

My stomach dropped. Breakfast? With everyone? I don't think I could do that.

"I-I d-don't kn-ow."

"Please? It will be delicious and special."

I shook my head, letting it drop.

She floated down with her hands clasped in front of her, tilted her head slightly, and looked up at me with the biggest, sparkliest eyes.

"Please?"

I don't know. Eating with everyone, at one table, so close to them, everyone staring. I glanced back at Starfire. Big mistake. Her eyes had somehow gotten even bigger.

"...O-okay."

"Hurray!" She pushed the wheelchair closer and waited patiently as I got in.

She pushed much faster than Beastboy and I clutched the arms of the chair desperately as we sped down the halls. Was she even walking? I twisted around carefully and found that she had her feet off the ground and body parallel to the floor, her hair breezing behind her. I braced my back against the chair and squeezed my eyes shut, concentrating instead on my breathing.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

It pulled a little on my side, making it a bit painful, but it helped to keep me distracted.

"Danny? Friend Danny? We have arrived."

Cautiously, I pried one eye open. We weren't in the kitchen, instead we were outside in the open air.

"Hey Danny! Sleep well?" Beastboy greeted from where he was sitting on a blanket that was spread out near the edge of the roof.

"Come on over! Everything's ready."

Starfire pushed me over and I slowly got up and sat down on the opposite side if them.

My eyes were drawn to the amazing view. The ocean and the sky seemed to stretch endlessly.

"Here, eat something." Beastboy smiled as he handed me a muffin.

"And here, the juice of orange!" Starfire announced and handed me a glass. I accepted breakfast and turned back to the scenery, absently biting into my muffin.

The sky seemed bluer and the ocean scent mixed with the faded sweet smell of rain, and a breeze danced lazily through my hair. The three of us shared breakfast in companionable silence. It was perfect, and for the first time in a long time I felt the tension and anxiety fade away, and I was content.

(Raven's POV)

"These are for the pain," I said holding out a yellow bottle so Beastboy could see. "These are the vitamins that he needs, he needs three of the red pills every six hours, and…"

Alarms blared and lights flashed an angry red. I glanced back to check on Danny, he sat up straight and stiff with wide eyes and he began to tremble slightly.

"Hey Raven?" I turned back to Beastboy, "I haven't been out in a while, do you mind staying with Danny?"

Beastboy turning down a chance to spend time with Danny? Maybe they weren't getting along as well as I thought. Or maybe Beastboy was up to something, Beastboy fidgeted nervously as I studied him.

"No, I need to sort these out anyway."

"Okay! See you soon! Bye Danny!" Beastboy called out over his shoulder as he dashed out of the room.

The alarms switched off and I went back to sorting the little pills, ignoring the building tension Danny had begun to radiate as soon as Beastboy had left. All too soon, the pills were sorted and put away. What was I supposed to do now? Danny was sitting crosslegged at the end of his bead, head down, nervously playing with the sheets.

"Hey."

His head snapped up and he stared at me with wide eyes.

"Would you like to stretch your legs? We should get you moving a bit. We could take a short walk down the hall.

"Danny nodded jerkily and scrambled out of bed.

There was an awkward pause where we each waited for the other to move.

"Well, let's go." I turned abruptly and walked through the doorway and into the hall. He followed me but as we walked he stayed about three paces behind me. It made me uncomfortable to have him at my back, where I couldn't see him. I might have been worried about keeping a potential enemy behind me if it weren't for him being so unwell. I wasn't even sure he could handle much of a walk right now.

I slowed down but instead of coming alongside me he did the same. I restrained myself from letting out a frustrated sigh. I stopped and so did he. I didn't turn around to face him.

"I'm not going to bite."

"... I-I know," he said quietly, but didn't move any closer.

I turned slightly, opening up my shoulder to him, trying to invite him to stand next to me.

"Then stop following me."

He blinked at my words, looking me in the eye. He didn't move at first, but he slowly took a few steps toward me and we began walking again, but this time side by side.

It gave me the opportunity to take him in. It was hard to tell if he was tiring or not. He kept his gaze on his feet, his shoulders were hunched together, and his arms were wrapped around himself. He could be tired, but then he could just be nervous.

Danny was a puzzle, one I was very wary of. Unlike Beastboy it took me a while to trust people and consider them a friend. Especially after Terra… We didn't know anything of her past and we don't know anything of Danny's. I sighed, that's not very fair though. I didn't exactly tell my friends my origin story when we first met… or for a while after. We didn't know about Garfield, or Starfire being a princess for a long time either. Danny did save Beastboy and the rest of us before. Which meant he could push past his kicked puppy demeanor to jump into action.

His fear didn't seem to be facade though. People who have gashes, broken ribs, and have been starved don't usually have enough energy left for acting. I took a deep breath in and let it out, firming my resolve. I stopped in the middle of the hall and and turned to Danny, who froze and glanced at me nervously.

"Danny." He flinched at his name. "I want you to listen to me carefully."

Slowly, he brought his gaze up from the floor and nodded, looking me in the eye.

"Danny, we are willing to help you and accept you. My friends are willing to trust you. And I'm giving you a chance. If you hurt or betray that trust, that will be it. And I will force you to answer to me."

It was as though Danny was suddenly a different person. His posture was different, he stood taller and stronger and he looked me straight in the eye with no fear, no hesitation, and without a single stutter or pause he said clearly:

"Of course."

PLEASE READ!

My dear readers you are amazing! Thank you for all your support! I love reading your comments! And every follow/favorite gets me so excited! I just want to let you know that I adore you! Thank you so much for your support! I am hoping to borrow your amazing if I may. So, two things.

#1. I am a bit stumped at the moment. Perhaps you can help me? I feel fairly comfortable slipping into Raven, Starfire, and Beastboy's heads, but when I come to Cyborg and Robin I am a bit stumped. How could I get OOC Danny to bond with them? Any one have any suggestions?

This chapter was meant to be longer but I'm stuck and you guys have already been waiting so long! So here you go.

#2. Now this one's very important to me. I have this amazingly talented artist for a sister. At the moment she is in a bit of a slump. She has also had a few haters on top of that and could use a bit of encouragement. If you would just take two minutes to give her a bit of love it would mean the world to me. She has an Instagram and a DeviantArt account both under the name of ajbluesox.

Even if you don't support either of us please know that a word of encouragement can go so far. When I was younger if I seemed to be no good at something I would just give up. I reasoned that if I'm going to fail I might as well do it in the beginning rather than get my hopes up only to have my heart crushed.

When I was a freshman I had to take a writing class. I'm not the best writer, I'll give you that, and at the time I was way below the level of writing that I should have been at. But my teacher was amazing and she could find the best of anything. She pointed out writing techniques that I was naturally using and gently steered me in the right direction every chance she got. Because of her I believed I could write, just because she told me repeatedly I could. The next year I had a different teacher, because of the thing's my first taught me, I was able to hold my own (even just a little bit) in this new class. My second teacher was also amazing. She personally invested in all of us and every time we succeeded she celebrated. Every well though out paper, every simile, every story, she found things to encourage. It was because of them that I became encouraged and began to learn not to let every mistake and failure to bring me down. That I began to learn that even if you're not the best at something it is okay to have a bit of confidence.

So whether it's an artist or writer online, or whoever. Just a few sentences of encouragement and carry them far.