Raven hadn't slept well last night. Something in the auras of the Tower had been keeping her awake, and she hadn't figured out what it was yet. Pulling her hood over her eyes, Raven drifted into the lobby of the Tower towards the kitchen to find her stash of herbal tea, and after pouring herself a cup, she curled up on the couch with a book.

The other members of the team started filing in, and everything seemed fine. Robin was the second awake, as usual, followed by Cyborg, but Raven's curiosity was piqued when Silverwings came in. She started cooking herself some eggs, while wearing a baggy sweatshirt with the hood up.

Waking up this early? Odd.
Cooking eggs before they've had a battle? Odd, for Silver at least.
Wearing a hood? Very odd.

The book stayed in her hands as Raven watched the silver-haired shapeshifter. There was something…off…about her presence. The confidence Silverwings normally carried herself with was subdued by another emotion. Was that…shame? Raven's brow furrowed as she took a closer look at this anomaly in her teammate's aura and realized there was indeed a shadow over Silver. A very dark shadow. The question was, what for? And where did it come from?

Raven was momentarily distracted by Starfire's bubbly personality as she came in, but when Star asked Silverwings about her unusual choice of clothing and was brushed off like nothing had changed, Raven became even more suspicious. It was out-of-character for Silver to lie to Star, considering the shapeshifter and alien had very similar, albeit limited, understandings of people.

Then Beast Boy walked in, and the moment he and Silver locked eyes, an unspoken tension filled the air. No one else seemed to notice, and if they did, they didn't mention it. Raven's eyes widened as it suddenly occurred to her.

No…they wouldn't have…

"H-hiya Silver," Beast Boy greeted timidly, waving awkwardly as he approached.

Silverwings flinched at his voice, which didn't make any sense, but then she appeared to be cowering away from Beast Boy.

"Hey BB," she murmured quietly.

As soon as Silver turned away from him, Raven could see the lines on her neck poking out from the shadows of the hoodie, and her chest tightened. Her suspicion was correct.

By now, it was clear that the rest of the team had been paying attention all along. As far as they knew, the two shapeshifters were best friends, so what was going on?

They hadn't yet come to the same conclusion as Raven.

She slammed her book shut, causing everyone else to jump, and within seconds, Raven had stormed into the kitchen and was dragging Beast Boy out of the lobby by the wrist.

"Hey, wait! Raven, what are you doing? I didn't even get my tofu eggs yet!"

He protested the entire way down the hall, and Raven ignored him the whole time. They stopped in front of his bedroom and she forced the door open before pushing him inside and letting it slam shut behind her. Beast Boy turned around to argue some more but didn't have a chance before Raven had him trapped against the back wall with dark energy.

"Ow! Raven, what are you –"

"Tell me it isn't true," she snapped, an angry edge to her voice. "Tell me you did not mate with Silverwings last night."

Beast Boy flinched, his movements stilling as he stared at her with wide-eyes. He wasn't even entirely sure what had happened, besides the mark, but Raven's accusation suddenly started to make a lot of sense.

"H-how did you know?" he asked, his cheeks flushing a lighter green color.

Raven rolled her eyes. "Did you really think I wouldn't notice? She walked in wearing a hood, she was as jumpy as a frog, and I saw the lines on her neck. What did you do to her?"

"I…"

Beast Boy swallowed hard, and his hesitation made Raven's gut churn. The torment she had sensed from Silverwings was clear as day, but Beast Boy's emotions were much more clouded, and they were difficult for Raven to interpret without a direction answer.

"I don't remember."

Raven's brow furrowed.

"What do you mean, you don't remember?"

Beast Boy refused to meet Raven's gaze, and there was an undeniable tremor in his hands. Her suspicion was quickly waning away to something much more uneasy.

"Beast Boy, what…happened?" Raven pressed.

Normally, it was Cyborg that would offer Beast Boy guidance, but with how delicate this situation was, Raven knew that she had to be the one to intervene first, before the rest of the team got involved. They would find out in time, or from Silverwings herself if she dared give them an explanation. For now, her attention was focused on the shapeshifter still trapped against the wall.

Beast Boy drew in a painful breath, his green ears sagging as he struggled to explain.

"It started when I went to her room. I asked Silver if everything was ok, since I noticed she kept hiding for a week at a time, and she said she was fine. She didn't sound fine, so I didn't believe her when she said yes, and then when she told me not to go in–"

"–you went in anyway," Raven muttered, groaning quietly under her breath.

Beast Boy nodded, his cheeks flushing again as he continued his explanation.

"I opened the door, and as soon as I went inside, I…I somehow just knew what was going on."

He lifted his gaze, and Raven was slightly unnerved by the guilt in his eyes.

"I…I tried to stop myself, but I just…I couldn't. It didn't matter how hard I tried, I just – her scent was overwhelming, and then she started arching her back on the floor all cat-like, and then she started talking, and I couldn't –"

"Beast Boy," Raven snapped. "Focus. What don't you remember?"

The embarrassment spread from his cheeks to the tips of his ears, which were now all a minty shade of green.

"The 'after' part," he confessed.

Raven's brow furrowed.

"What 'after' part? What does that mean?"

Beast Boy swallowed hard, his gaze traveling to the floor.

"After…the mark," he said quietly. "I was looking down at her, and then…nothing."

Raven wasn't entirely sure what that meant, and to be honest, the art of mating practices was not a compelling subject of research to her, especially not when it applied to her two youngest teammates.

"I don't remember what I did."

Now that was not the answer she was expecting. Raven released the energy from Beast Boy, and he collapsed to his knees on the floor. When he didn't get up right away, she went over and kneeled down next to him, and when she placed a hand on his shoulder, Raven was surprised – shocked, even – to discover he was crying.

"Beast Boy," Raven murmured, her voice laced with concern. "What do you mean? How do you know you did anything?"

His whole frame trembled as his body was wracked with fear and guilt. The sight was very troubling, as Raven had never seen Beast Boy so miserable before. Normally, the green shapeshifter would crack a joke or tell some made-up story rather than take responsibility for something. This was a first, and it was not a good first. Not in the least.

When he finally was able to explain the reasoning for his guilt, Raven couldn't find any words of assurance to comfort him with.

"I don't know if this is something you can fix, Beast Boy."

They knelt there in silence, neither one knowing what to say.

"Raven…what have I done?"