A/N: Hopefully you're still reading and if you are, know this: when I'm trying to get to the point of something I get in a hurry, then details become unclear. I will try not to do that. The reason I told you that is because things are about to pick up and I don't want to lose your interest just because I tend to be a spaz.

Oh, and I forgot n the last chapter- I don't own anything and if no one reviews soon I won't claim this story line either.

Sorry, onward.

Wanting to do things yourself is fine. Admirable in a way. But there is a point when wanting to do things yourself and flat-out stubbornness collide and cause something resembling a train wreck.

Starfire and Beast Boy were witnessing one of these train wrecks between the older members of their team.

"He's our teammate so he's our responsibility!" Cyborg was beside himself at Raven's suggestion.

"We need help Cyborg! We've been at this for nearly a week. We haven't slept, hardly eaten, and none of this is doing Robin any good. Call him," Raven was trying to stay calm but failing miserably.

"What makes you think he'll even want to help us?" He countered," You didn't want to call last time."

Raven gave him that I can't believe you just asked me that' look, which was usually reserved for Beast Boy, and said," I keep minor mental tabs on each of you. Robin's is stronger now that I've been in his mind, but before the most I could do was check in on his well being, you know if he was alive or. . . not," she paused and looked at him," at least then I knew he was alive. Now. . . I really can't tell. But, I do know that Batman will want to help," she finished gently.

They both stared at each other for about a minute, and finally Raven won out. Cyborg sighed and walked over the computer and punched in the code for the JL's space headquarters.

Before anyone picked up he turned to look at Raven," If the Bat gets mad and kills me, it's on you."

"Duly noted."

Just then a loud ahem' from behind Cyborg made them all jump. Cy turned back to the screen with a small yelp- to see none other than Superman staring at them.

Cyborg composed himself and as he began an awkward introduction Beast Boy spoke for the first time since the docks," You don't think he could really be. . .," his voice trailed off. Starfire looked like she was trying not to cry and put her head in her hands. Raven looked at the two youngest members of the team. She never noticed before, but they looked very young, young and small. Did Robin ever look that young, that scared and they just never noticed?

Now that she thought about he did. He was just as much of a kid as the rest of them.

Stop it, she scolded herself, you can start saying was when you find proof, not before.

But , really, what more proof do you need? She heard Doubt at the back of her mind. She had no answer.

They all looked at the screen when they heard Batman growl," I'm coming," and the connection was cut.

"We're coming with you," Bruce looked at Diana.

"Why?"

She tried not to roll her eyes," Bruce, the kid is practically a nephew. We're coming with you."

Batman didn't have time for this and being the man of many words he is," Fine."

As Clark punched in the code to get them to earth he watched Bruce. He was having a hard time keeping up the stoic mask.

Just before they were transported Clark put a hand on his friends shoulder," We'll find him, he'll be fine."

Three months later and Clark was calling himself an idiot. They had searched everywhere that day and for weeks after. Miles of river shore, in the river, called nearby hospitals to see if he had made it to one, and the houses around the river. Heck, on a long shot they even tracked down all the crews that had been on the water that day to ask if they'd seen anything.

Nothing. No trace. None. Not a scrap of clothes, not even a sign that he was even under the crate that fell on him. He was just gone.

The worst of it was the toll it took on the Titans.

The shape shifter, Beast Boy, who was the proclaimed comic relief of the group, hardly spoke a word. Starfire, the Tameranian, cried nearly every time a lead turned into a dead end. The dark girl, Raven would run out of the room muttering something about meditating. The half-robot, Cyborg, just tried to keep them all together.

Batman had just dug a hole, losing hope.

Unfortunately, Wonder Woman and Superman had to leave the search early. They still had their own cities to look after.

That was exactly what Superman was doing at that moment. Flying over Metropolis, ensuring everything was in order.

It was almost noon when he flew over a gathering of police cars and ambulances. He banked that way to see what was up.

How do you go from trying to figure out how to say you're sorry to trying to say goodbye? Bruce thought, how could I let this happen? It wasn't supposed to end like this.

He heard a soft knock on the door," Sir?" Alfred said quietly. Bruce looked up from the desk in his office. He'd been staring at Robin's picture. Well, Richard Grayson's picture to anyone who didn't know.

"Yes, Alfred?" Bruce muttered.

"I came to ask if you would be having dinner downstairs or in here tonight, sir."

"I'm not hungry right now Alfred," Bruce looked back down at the picture. Jet black hair, and that stubborn piece that wouldn't stay out of his face without a severe amount hair gel. A bright smile that was always contagious.

And blue eyes. Warm, expressive cerulean eyes, that seemed to laugh at the world.

"He isn't gone, sir," Bruce was startled at how close his trusted butler had come without his notice.

He looked up," How do you know?"

"I believe it is what you would call a gut feeling," His eyes twinkled a bit, then he turned and picked something up," and because I know my boys, now eat," he set a tray in front of the billionaire," and have hope."

The tower was never so clean. For the past three months the Titans had needed something to do with themselves in Robin's . . . absence.

So, in between emergencies and following up leads on leader's disappearance, they cleaned, washed, de-cluttered, and alphabetized the whole building. Except Robin's room. No one went in there

Unfortunately, they had run out of things to clean. At one point they started rearranging the living room and ended up exactly the way they had started. Now, they just sat in silence. Until . . .

"Three months," that was the most Beast Boy had said in days so, naturally, he got the attention of everyone in the room- even Silkie.

"Yes, Beast Boy? What is on your mind?" Star asked timidly.

"That's how long Terra was gone before . . ." he stopped.

Raven looked up from the book she hadn't actually been reading," Go on."

Their friend shook his head," You'd think I'm crazy."

"We thought you were crazy when you challenged Star to a eating contest," Cyborg stated with a smirk," spit it out, dude."

Beast Boy kept his eyes on the floor but said clearly enough," That's how long Terra was gone before I saw her. Or thought it was her," he shook his head again," I don't know." He looked out the window. It had gotten cold outside and the gray sky of winter reflected what they all felt.



"We all want him back Beast Boy," Raven said softly," it's nothing to be ashamed of."

Then she did something very unexpected – she placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

And the silence resumed.

"What's happened here?" Superman asked as he landed, though he really didn't need an explanation.

"Semi ran the red light, hit the front of a school bus. Only took out he drivers but there are still some kids stuck inside," the police chief informed him," Guess you know what to do."

"Right," Superman raced over to the bus and paused to X-ray it. He could see the children. They were stuck near the front of the bus.

Okay, easy enough to get into—for him anyway.

Superman pried the wall of the bus away, peered in and saw the teenagers scared faces.

"It's all right. Can you walk?" Superman reached towards them with one hand. Most of them walked unsteadily toward him and he and the paramedics helped the down and toward the ambulances.

Only one girl was left. But when she came towards him she made no move to get out.

Instead she said urgently," My brother's leg is stuck under one of the seats, he can't get out."

"Okay, I'll get him," Superman assured her, then saw a large amount of blood streaking her blonde hair," but first you have to go with the paramedics."

She hesitated, took a last look back, and nodded. Before she walked away she said," His name is Sean."

Finally, Superman stepped inside," Sean? Can you hear me?"

A timid," Yes, I'm here," came from behind the seat just I front of him. Superman picked the seat up and the boy moved out from under it. He put it back down and turned to see if Sean's leg was all right. It was bleeding badly, but when Superman X-rayed it he could only see a hairline fracture.

"Is it broken?" Sean asked and for the first time Superman looked him in the face.

What Superman saw made him freeze to the core.

He was staring at Richard Grayson. He was staring at Robin.

A/N: Yeah, yeah, I know some of you out there put two and two together and saw that one coming. But don't worry it gets better. I hope. No pressure.

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