Hi! Sorry about the cliff-hanger. But those who have written a multi chapter story know how fun it is to watch the readers squirm. Lol! Thanx to everyone that has reviewed.

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans… but I do own season one, two, three, and four. The fifth season isn't out on dvd yet but it's coming out on June 22! I'll own every season!… Sorry, got off topic…(clears throat)… anyways.

She could hear voices. There were other noises too. She kept her eyes closed as she focused on the voices.

"Is she gonna be okay?" she heard one voice say.

"Yes, she should regain consciousness soon." she heard another voice tell him.

Who were they talking about? Was it her? She slowly opened her eyes.

The light was blinding but her eyes adjusted quickly. She saw that she was in the hospital. There was a doctor standing at the edge of the bed with his back turned to her. She looked to her side and her eyes were met with a pair of green eyes. Next thing she knew, Logan was hugging her.

"Rachelle! Oh god! I thought you were dead!" he said to her. She saw the doctor turn around to face them.

"How are you feeling?" He asked her. He looked to be about forty years old with ebony hair and glasses. Logan let go of her and sat back down. She put a hand to her head. She felt a bandage tightly wrapped around the wound.

"My head hurts, but other then that I feel fine." she told him. The doctor nodded and wrote something down on a clipboard. After writing, he looked back up.

"Alright. I'd like you to stay for one more hour or so, okay? I've got to go check on another patient, you can talk to your little friend until I get back." he told Rachelle. She nodded. He walked out of the room. Rachelle turned her head towards Logan once more.

"How long have I been out?" she asked him. He looked at his wrist watch.

"It's about 7:00 now." he told her.

"What happened? All I remember is getting punched by Kori, then something getting smashed against my head." she said to Logan.

"After you fell, Richard picked up that sheet of glass, you know, the one that was going to replace the broken window, then he smashed that against your head. Your head was bleeding. Richard and the others ran. I didn't know what to do so I called the teachers. They called the hospital, they told me that I shouldn't come but I told them that you were my friend and that I was going with you. And… well… here we are." Logan explained to Rachelle. She just sat there listening the whole time.

When he finished, she thought for a moment. Logan was patient, he was just glad she was okay. After about a minute, Rachelle broke the silence.

"Did you tell them what happened?" she asked. Logan frowned.

"Yeah. I hope that's okay with you." she nodded.

"Yes. I was going to tell them sooner or later." she told him. He smiled. Then he remembered something.

"Oh yeah! I just remembered something! We wanted to phone your parents but we didn't know your last name. The doctor phoned the school to find out your last name. After finding out your last name, we looked in the phone book. There were a lot of numbers with your last name but, nobody we phoned seem to know you." he said. This time she frowned.

"Uh… can I trust you? I mean, with something I've never told anyone?" she asked him. He was startled by how serious she sounded all of a sudden. He smiled at her.

"Of course you can. I'm your friend." he said.

"Yeah… okay…. I'll tell you. But this is something that I don't want anyone to know okay?"

"Okay. I won't tell anyone. " he answered.

"I live in an orphanage." she said.

"You do?" Logan asked her. she nodded. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to but, what happened to your parents?" he said. She took a deep breath.

"Well.. I was about nine when it happened. My dad always used to hurt me or fought with my mother when he came home. But one day he came home drunk. My mom sent me to my room when she heard him come in. I went to my room but I left the door open to listen."

"They started yelling at each other. Then… I heard my mom scream. Then it was silent. I could hear my dad coming for me so I closed my door and locked it. He started banging on my door and swearing at me. I grabbed a few of my possessions, including my cell phone and a locket from my mom, and escaped out the window. After that I ran a ways away from the house and phoned the police. They arrested my dad… for murdering my mom." Rachelle was fighting the tears welling up in her eyes.

"They places me in the orphanage… in a whole new city. This city. I started going to school here and… here I am." she finished. Tears were now falling from her face. Logan wiped a tear from her face, causing her to look up.

"Hey, don't cry. I know something that might cheer you up. When I told the teachers about Richard and the others, they moved them to the other end of the school! Their lockers and classes are over there now." he told her. She smiled.

"I'm guessing that means they won't hurt me anymore." she said. Logan nodded. Rachelle wiped her eyes.

"Hey, if you don't mind me asking, what were the few things that you grabbed before you went out the window? Whatever they were they must have been important to you." he said.

"Well… it was a while ago but I can remember it so clearly. I grabbed my cell phone and my mom's locket like I told you, but I also grabbed my diary and a….. stuffed cat that I've had since I was two." she felt embarrassed about telling Logan about the stuffed cat. Logan opened his mouth to say something when the doctor walked back in.

"You may leave now, but take it easy for a few days okay?" he said. Rachelle nodded and quickly got off the bed. She and Logan then walked out of the hospital.

"Can I walk with you to the orphanage?" Logan asked as they walked outside. She thought for a moment.

"I don't see why not." she answered. Logan smiled and ran up beside her. They started walking down the sidewalk. Rachelle wasn't talking to him, and he knew why.

"Ya know, you don't have to be embarrassed about having a stuffed cat. I have a stuffed green monkey that I've had since I was four, and I still have it now." he told her. She looked up.

"You do?" Rachelle asked. Logan nodded.

"Lots of other people probably have something they were given when they were young too. It's nothing to be embarrassed about." she looked at him strangely. "Okay, so if someone showed up at school with a stuffed animal they would be embarrassed, but that's not my point. I mean, it's …. natural." he said.

"Thanks. For everything." she said. He could see her smile under the shadow that her hood cast.

Well… how was it? Should I turn this fanfic into a romance/hurt/comfort?

I'll be updating a bit slower for a while cause my friend's mom died and my uncle is in the hospital and they don't know what's wrong with him. I will be updating though.

About that stuffed cat thing… I wasn't planning on that but it just seemed to write itself! And one time I was teased about having a stuffed animal. It was even a cat. Anywayz.

I could really use some suggestions. Put some in your reviews if you want.