Raven snapped her book shut then tossed it carelessly onto the coffee table. It was a little past 6, and Raven couldn't help but think about Farah. She prayed that she was safe under the care of Beast boy. The sorcerer leaned back on the couch and sighed. It was quiet, and for once, Raven did not like it. For years, her apartment would be buzzing with some kind of noise, whether it was the kid program broadcasting on the TV, or Farah playing loudly in the living room. In all, Raven missed her bubbling daughter running around.

A knock on the door pulled her from her thoughts. When she opened the door, James smiled and walked right in.

"What's up, Rach?"

Raven closed the door behind him and shrugged. "Nothing much."

"Where's Farah?" He asked, looking around the room.

"She's spending the night at a friend's." She lied.

"That's a shocker. You don't let her sleep over people's houses."

"Yeah, well, I decided to loosen up a bit." Raven sat next to him on the couch and stared at the screen while he flipped through channels.

"Since you have the night to yourself, do you want to go out?"

Raven twisted her face in contemplation. She wasn't in the mood to go out or dress up, so she shook her head. "No, I rather stay in."

James nodded. "Wanna' order take out?"

"Sure, why not."

Farah giggled when a green butterfly landed on her nose. She used her hands to touch it but it flew away before it could be touched. The butterfly moved to the couch next to her then morphed back into Beast boy.

"I want to turn into a butterfly too!"

Beast boy smiled. "Go ahead. Do you remember what I taught you?"

Farah nodded her head then closed her eyes. Beast boy stared at her while she concentrated. He hasn't seen her morphed in such a long time that he hoped she remembered the tactics.

Slowly, she opened one eye and looked around. Farah slumped her shoulders in defeat and looked up at Beast boy. "I can't do it, Daddy."

"Yes, you can. You haven't practiced, that's all."

"No." She shook her head. "I can't do it. I don't have my powers anymore."

Beast boy forced a smile and brought her in his arms. "Trust me, your powers are still there. You're just not used to morphing. I promise that you'll get the hang of it."

Farah continued to frown, still not believing his words. Beast boy stood and carried her into his arms. He didn't believe that she lost her powers. He didn't think that was possible. She simply had troubles channeling them, which was a problem he had when he was young as well. "You hungry?"

The toddler nodded her head. "Yes!"

"I make the best spaghetti and meatballs. Just you wait." Cyborg said from the kitchen as he stirred the pot of pasta on the stove.

Beast boy placed Farah in one of the empty seats and sat next to her. Farah smiled, eager to try the food. She took in a deep breath, inhaling the savory scent of garlic bread. "It smells yummy. Mommy doesn't cook food as good as you."

Cyborg laughed. "I'm not surprised. Raven isn't known for her cooking."

Farah smiled. "We buy outside food a lot."

Cyborg pulled out the garlic bread from the oven and placed it on the counter. "That's not good. You need some home cookin'!"

"No." Beast boy said. "You shouldn't eat that stuff, Farah. You need to try tofu."

"Tofu? What's that?" She asked.

Cyborg turned to Farah and shook his head briskly. "Trust me, you don't want to eat that garbage."

Farah frowned. "It's not good?" She looked up at her father. "Is it yucky?"

Beast boy threw one of the oven mitts at Cyborg's back. "Shut up, Cy." He glanced at Farah. "It's the best thing you'll ever eat! Way better than Cyborg's food."

Cyborg scoffed but continued his cooking.

Farah hummed. "If it's better than Cyborg's food then it must be really good..."

"Of course!" Beast boy went to the fridge pulled out a plate of white tofu from the fridge. He placed it on the table and set it in front of her.

"Oh." She said shortly, slightly disappointed. "This is the white stuff you eat."

"Yeah!" Beast boy brought out two forks and placed one in her hand. "Dig in!"

Farah poked at it with her fork. She groaned with uncertainty when it wobbled on the plate. "I don't know, Daddy...this doesn't look yummy.."

"It is, see?" Beast boy smiled and took three big bites of his white tofu. He chewed happily and pushed the plate closer to Farah. "Best food in the world."

"If you can call that stuff food.." Cyborg muttered.

Farah groaned then inched the fork closer to her mouth. Atleast it didn't look like Starfire's cooking. Beast boy gawked while Cyborg shook his head in defeat. The food finally reached her tongue. Slowly, she chewed on the tofu then in an instant, her face twisted.

"Ew!" Quickly, Farah took the chewed up tofu from her mouth with her hand then smeared it off her fingers against the table. Cyborg laughed in Beast boy's face and handed Farah a cup of water.

Beast boy slumped his shoulders. "Are you sure you don't like it? Maybe I didn't add enough spices to it." Beast boy took another spoonful and inched it to Farah's face. She squealed in protest and pushed his hand away.

Cyborg took the plate from Beast boy's hands and threw it in the trash. "Dinner will be ready soon."

"What does your fortune cookie say?"

James placed his Chinese platter on the coffee table and turned to Raven.

Raven broke the cookie and read the small slip of paper. "Your love life will be changed drastically." She said uncaringly.

James read his. "Good things happen to those who wait."

Raven packaged the remains of her food and began cleaning up the area.

James smirked. "Watch out, Rach. Seems like you're finally going to have a love interest."

Raven rolled her eyes and continued cleaning up. "I don't believe in fortune cookies. They're nothing but make-believe sentences."

James shrugged his shoulders and smiled. "Sometimes they're right."

"Yeah, whatever." Raven went to the kitchen and threw out the garbage, ignoring James's light rambling. She turned the faucet on and started to wash the dishes in the sink.

She jumped when she felt James suddenly brush up beside her. He threw out a few more particles of trash then leaned against the counter.

He smiled and placed a soft hand on her back. "Can I help?"

"Um, no. I'm fine." Raven wasn't too surprised with James' behavior. After their dinner together in the city, he became more touchy and tried to flirt whenever he could. Raven anticipated some of this attention, but she wasn't expecting it so quickly. She was still trying to assess her feelings for James, and his quick change of attitude wasn't helping.

James leaned against the counter and looked at her as she continued. "Rach, maybe it is time that you considered having a relationship.."

Raven scoffed lightly then placed a wet plate on the rack to dry. "Obviously, relationships are not my forte. I'm probably better off single."

James made a small frown at her response. He saw Rachael as a good friend but he was beginning to see her in a different light again. When he first met her, he knew she was different. Although she shut him down, he was hopeful that she would open up and give him a chance. And recently she seems to be doing just that, giving him what he thought to be signs.

Raven glared up at him when she noticed his silence. "Look, James, you're an amazing guy and I-"

Raven stopped talking when he took a step closer, putting his hands gently on her hips. James smiled softly and leaned in to give her a kiss. Raven was in a minor state of shock. She didn't know whether to push him away or lean in as well. She was too late in making a decision because James brushed his lips against her's. Raven tried to control her beating heart. She wanted to kiss him back, but it didn't feel right. Nothing sparked for her. If anything, it felt weird. When James pulled back, he had a sad frown on his face. He noticed her lack of participation and it saddened him to realize that she didn't feel the same towards him.

Raven turned her head, avoiding his face. Seeing him so unhappy made her upset. He has done so much to help her and Farah throughout the years, and the only thing he asks of her is a relationship, but it's a relationship she can't give him. Raven believed she had feelings for him, and she wished that she did. But the more she contemplated, the more she realized that James was and always will be a friend in her eyes. A tear slid down her cheek. "I'm sorry." She whispered.

James nodded and staggered back. "I'll, uh, see you later, Rach."

Raven stared sadly as he strode to the door, shutting it softly behind him.

Beast boy opened the door to his room and Farah ran inside, inspecting and touching everything she could. It was now late and after a full day of fun and running around, Beast boy was exhausted. But Farah seemed to still have a burst of energy inside of her. He looked at his alarm clock. "10:45 PM" Most toddlers would be fast asleep at this time or would have taken a nap earlier on in the day...right? That's what Beast boy thought they did.

Beast boy eased his body onto his bed. His long legs stretched out and his muscular arms relaxed when they felt the comfiness of his sheets. He closed his eyes, thinking back on Raven and the day he had.

When he realized that he heard nothing but silence, he used his elbows to prop himself on the bed to look around. Why was his room so quiet?

"No, no, no!"

Beast boy sprang from the bed like lightning and pulled Farah away from the TV stand. He kicked himself mentally for being so stupid. He had left his breakfast out, which was a bowl of cereal, and the soy milk was certainly inedible. Farah looked at him confused.

"I don't want you to eat that. It's not good anymore."

Farah was confused. The cereal looked good in her eyes, and she wanted to try it. "If it's not good then why is it still in your room?"

"Um," Beast boy placed Farah onto the bed and moved to clean up the garbage to prevent her from eating any more of his trash. He had to remember that Raven was a neat freak and would never leave food lying around, and if she did, it would be fresh and suitable for Farah to eat.

Beast boy turned his back to her, and Farah hopped off the bed. She started to touch her father's gaming systems and numerous stacks of video games. She took one of the discs out of its packet and studied the printed picture on it. She brought it to her face, covering her right eye. She giggled silently as she used the small hole in the center to look through it. She opened another video game packet and brought the second video disc to cover her left eye. She laughed softly and ran around the room with the objects still plastered on her face. She skipped and mimicked flying noises. Beast boy threw out the last of his trash then turned around. He wanted to smile at her cuteness but he realized that she had his favorite video games on her face.

"Wait, Farah, stop you're going to run into-"

Farah failed to realize the corner of his dresser due to her limited vision underneath the discs. She ran straight into the wardrobe, hitting her head hard against it. Beast boy winced at the loud bang. Farah fell back on the floor. The video games that were on her face cracked from the impact of her face hitting against the dresser.

Farah continued to sit on the floor but her face twisted and her mouth opened to cry from the pain. Beast boy sprinted to where she was and scooped her into his arms. Farah cried loudly into her father's shoulders. Beast boy bounced her lightly in his arms with his hand on the back of her head to soothe her but she only cried louder. Beast boy panicked. He didn't want any of the Titans to hear her crying, especially Robin. He would give him the "I told you" speech.

"Shhh," Beast boy bounced her faster and meandered around the room. His big ears twitched from the pain of her loud cries hitting his eardrums. "You're going to be fine."

Beast boy pulled Farah back to examine the wound on her face. It wasn't much. She had a small, simple cut on her forehead from the broken disk shard cutting against her skin. He carefully wiped the small trickle of blood off with his thumb.

Farah's crying slowed and she calmed down when Beast boy wiped away her tears. "You ok?" He asked.

The toddler wiped the last of her tears then nodded her head.

"The cut isn't too bad. It's really small." Beast boy looked even closer at the very small excision. "But now you know not to run around with discs on your face." Beast boy smiled and rubbed his nose against his daughter's, making her smile.

Beast boy was a bit concerned, though. If Raven saw this, she would blow a fuse and never let her stay with him again. He could only imagine the pure anger he will witness.

Beast boy placed Farah on the bed and stared at his broken video games on the floor. He whimpered softly for a quick moment then turned to Farah. "Time for bed."

He brought her to the side and placed a band-aid on the cut. He grabbed the pink backpack and unzipped it. "Take out your pajamas."

She started to take out multiple pieces of clothing. Beast boy sat next to her and stared. "Uh, Farah, did you pack your night clothes?"

Farah shrugged her little shoulders. "Oops. I forgot...Mommy always packs my clothes."

Beast boy groaned and rubbed his tired eyes. "Ok, well let's see what we got..."

He sifted through the pile of clothes she randomly took from her dresser. There were about three shirts that she managed to pack and a pair of jeans. The rest were a mixture of leggings, sweatpants, and toys. Thankfully she packed her toothbrush.

"Ok, well, you can wear these sweatpants and this shirt, then tomorrow you can wear this outfit." Beast boy wanted to make sure Farah didn't look a complete mess when he returned her to Raven. Her looking well kept will only prove to Raven that he can handle Farah by himself and hopefully make up for the wound on her face.

Beast boy walked in, dressed in his own loose clothes of blue plaid bottoms and a simple white tank top. He climbed himself into the bed and glanced at Farah. She sat at the end, still playing with her toys.

"Sleeping time." He said with a yawn. Usually, he would be up and about. If Raven was here, he would be playing with Farah until she passed out in his arms, but he was so tired that he struggled to keep his eyes open. Watching over her required a lot of work. He wondered how Raven managed to do it for 3 years.

"I'm not sleepy. Can we watch TV?"

"No." He said softly. "Tomorrow."

Farah pouted and crawled towards him, her teddy bear in hand. She climbed under the sheet and snuggled close to her father. Beast boy smiled and wrapped his arm around her tiny frame, bringing her closer. At first, it seemed awkward to him. He slept in the same bed with other women before; there, he felt no difference, but the fact that he was sleeping in the same bed as a little girl, and not just any little girl, his own daughter, made him a bit uneasy but also happy.

Beast boy exhaled contently and stared out the window. He could feel Farah shifting under his arms, but slowly, she was starting to ease into his embrace. He inhaled, taking in her scent. She smelled of apples and lavender. He found it adorable that she had her mother's scent, but also her own.

"Farah?''

Farah hummed a "yes?". He could tell that her energy was starting to dwindle the longer she stayed still.

"Do you think that Rav-mommy likes me?''

Farah yawned and nodded her head. "Yeah, Mommy likes everyone."

Beast boy chuckled and squeezed her slightly. "No..I mean, like like."

"You mean, boyfriend and girlfriend like?" She asked sleepily.

"Yeah."

Farah didn't respond immediately because she didn't know herself. She opened her eyes slightly and stared out the window. "Um, maybe. I don't know. Mommy doesn't talk about her feelings a lot."

Beast boy frowned. He'd hoped that she would be able to answer his questions.

"What about your Uncle James?" Flashbacks of seeing James and Raven in the park danced in Beast boy's mind again. "Do you think she likes him?"

Farah was now starting to doze off, but she was still thinking about his question. "Uncle James likes mommy, but I don't know if mommy likes him."

"I knew it."

"Does she and James go out?"

Farah nodded her head. "Yeah. Mommy and him went out one day and she wouldn't tell me where she was going. She said that they were going out to dinner and that I couldn't come." She said with an attitude. Obviously, she was still upset about being left behind that night.

"Do you like being here with daddy?"

Farah giggled. "Yeah; I want to stay here, but mommy says no. I think it's because of Terra. "

Beast boy nodded. "When you go home tomorrow, keep asking mommy to come back."

"Ok." She said quietly.

Beast boy stopped talking when Farah no longer answered his questions and went into deep sleep. From what Farah told him, he wondered if Raven still had feelings for him. It's been months since she told him how she felt about him, and since she's been hanging out with James. The only way he will find out is through Raven herself.

Beast boy walked into the common room, holding Farah's hand. He placed her in the seat and scanned the kitchen and fridge to find food for him and his daughter to eat. He sighed when he found nothing. "We need to go grocery shopping."

"Mommy makes me oatmeal with raisins for breakfast. It's my favorite."

"Oatmeal, huh?"

Beast boy opened the cupboards and rummaged through the dried food. He smiled when he found the instant oatmeal packet box. He took a bowl and prepared the dry packaged oatmeal. He placed the bowl in the microwave after adding water then waited. Farah stared at him, confused. This way was completely different from how her mother made oatmeal.

"Here you go. We don't have raisins, but it's cinnamon raisin flavored."

Beast boy placed the hot bowl in front of Farah to eat, but she only looked up, disgusted and uninterested. She pushed the bowl away and frowned. "Why is it brown like that?"

"That's the oatmeal."

"But oatmeal doesn't look like that."

Beast boy bit his lip and sighed. He wasn't expecting her to be such a picky eater. "Then what does oatmeal look like to you?"

"Mommy's oatmeal is white and then she places the raisins on top. And she cooks the oatmeal on the stove with a pot."

Beast boy groaned. It seems that Raven doesn't make instant packeted foods. Beast boy was far from a chef and doesn't think that he'll start now. "Ok. How about some toast? Can't go wrong with some toast."

Cyborg entered the room and sat next to Farah. "Did you sleep well?"

Farah grinned and nodded her head.

Cyborg moved his head to look forward but he realized something on her face. He snapped his head in her direction and brought her chin in his hand. He stared at the cut on her forehead. "When did you get that cut?" Cyborg turned to Beast boy. "Dude..what did you do? I swear if you-"

"Calm down!" Beast boy snapped. ''She ran into my dresser last night."

"Ran into your dresser? What were you guys doing?"

"She was playing then ran into my dresser." He said bluntly. It gnawed on him that his daughter got hurt under his care. He was already going to hear the worst of it from Raven, so he didn't need Cyborg getting on his case either,

Cyborg rolled his eyes. "It'll heal in a week." He said as he examined her skin further. "But Raven is going to literally kill you!"

Beast boy slumped his shoulders and mumbled incoherent words in response to his best friend's comment.

Cyborg noticed the cold, uneaten oatmeal on the table and Beast boy's continuous scrounging in the kitchen. "You're relying on BB to make you some breakfast? Step aside, green bean. I'm taking control...again."

Cyborg pushed Beast boy out of the kitchen and got to work with cooking an adequate breakfast for everyone to eat. Beast boy only sighed and sat next to Farah, defeated and annoyed. He placed his elbow on the counter and his head in his hand. Farah looked up.

"You don't cook a lot do you?"

Beast boy gave a hard chuckle. "I cook for myself, but you don't like what I eat because I'm a vegetarian."

Farah turned her head, shivering from the thought of the tofu she tried last night. "That white stuff is nasty."

"That's alright, Beast boy," Cyborg said with a smirk. "You'll get used to cooking for your nonvegetarian daughter one day."

Beast boy rolled his eyes then looked down at the counter. This wasn't as easy as he thought it would be, well, when he had to do it alone. Raven made it seem like it was nothing.

Was this how she felt when she had to raise Farah by herself?...Damn, he felt bad. Farah is 3 and was semi-independent. He couldn't imagine handling a newborn or an infant Farah on his own.

Cyborg stopped what he was doing and tensed when the alarm went off. He turned off the stove and quickly went to the monitor. "Someone tripped off the alarm outside."

Beast boy placed Farah into his arms and ran out the common room. He knew that Raven told him to bring Farah back to her if the alarm went off, but the intruder is right outside the Tower. It'll be too risky.

Beast boy ran into his room and placed a confused and scared Farah on the bed. He turned the TV on to give her something to watch while he was away, but the toddler was still tensed. "Stay right here. I'll be back." And with that, he was out the door to meet up with his team.

"Get ready. We don't know who could be behind those doors." Robin advanced towards the exit. Everyone's weapons and powers were drawn and ready for attack. When the large doors opened and the sunlight filled the area, the Titans ran out to attack their intruder, but they stopped when the trespasser wasn't who they thought it would be.

It was Raven.

She stood there in front of them with her hands shoved inside her black hoodie and her hair tied back in a slick ponytail. She stared at them; her face had a fearless and unamused expression. She then smirked as a response to their uninformed shock.

"This is not the welcome I was expecting..."

Sorry that I didn't post on Wednesday. This week was absolute torture. Four exams, 1 project and a quiz all in one week. I swear, college will be the death of me. But I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Let me know what you thought. Next update on Monday!