Haha, I'm just throwing out chapters. Here you go!

As Mr. Wayne dismissed them, Raven expected Richard to walk with his friends – Garfield being discharged from the nurse's office with the order to see a doctor and dermatologist – but he again waved them off and walked with Raven to her locker. Raven raised a brow at this, and then remembered their date tonight. She smacked her forehead, and Richard grabbed her wrist. "What's up?" he asked. Shaking her head, another shadow of a smile appeared on her lips. "Nothing…It's just going to take some time for me to get used to you being nice…" She paused. "I do like the change, though," she said, punching him lightly in the arm. He grinned and swung his book bag at her, which she dodged, grabbed her own, and closed her locker.

They started off down the hallway, and were halfway to the corner where Raven would turn off and Richard would keep going straight when Raven stopped and fumbled in her schoolbag. "What-?" began Richard, then noticed her bring out a vibrating cell. She flipped it open. Falcon? Since when did he call her? Was Mom in another of her depression stages?

"Hi, Falcon? What the hell is it now?" she asked bitterly, then heard him choke back a sob. Her expression softened, and Richard placed a hand on her shoulder. "What is it?" she asked, gently. "It's Mom…" he said. "You know the pills the doctor prescribed to her a while ago? To help with depression? She's taken about fifty of them…And you know how strong they are, and how weak she is. She's in the hospital…And the nurse says she's not likely to make it."

Raven dropped the phone – luckily it landed in the grass – and sunk to her knees. Richard quickly knelt down behind her and put his arms around her. Raven's trembling hands grasped the phone tightly. "I'll come as soon as I can." She hung up and stuffed it into her bag, then leaned back against Richard, tears welling in her eyes. She blinked them back, though. He could feel tremors running through her body. "Come on, baby," coaxed Richard, helping her to her feet. "What is it?"

"M-my mother, Arella…She's dying. She had – has – depression problems…And while Falcon was out running errands, she took about fifty of these pills the doctor prescribed. She's all the way across town, in the Hospital…And they doubt she'll make it. Oh, Richard, how am I going to get there in time?" She buried her face into his shoulder, and he held her close, whispering into her hair. "I could give you a ride…I got my biker's license this summer." She looked up at him, expression pleading. "Really?" she asked. Richard nodded, and the two raced down the sidewalk to Richard's house. Richard didn't know why Raven's mother faced depression, but he trusted her to tell him when she was ready.

Five minutes later, Richard turned into the Hospital parking lot with Raven sitting behind him, holding onto his shoulders. He admired her balance and strength – not once had she screamed or lost her balance during the ride. Before he even parked she tore off the helmet and leapt off, waiting. He quickly parked and together they ran through the sliding doors.

A nurse took in Raven's disheveled appearance and spared Richard a cool glance. "Family members only. Raven, Arella's room is the first on your right, down that hall," said the nurse, pointing down the hallway. Raven turned to Richard. "I'll wait here," he said softly. "Go, there's still time."

Raven nodded, and glancing backward, began to run towards Arella's room. She calmed herself as much as she could, then turned the knob and stepped into the dimly lit room.

Arella's eyes were open – just. Falcon looked up, his black hair standing on end from his running his fingers through it so often. "How did you get here so fast?" he asked quietly. "I got a ride…Oh, mom, what have you done to yourself?" she asked painfully, kneeling beside her mother and taking her hand. She watched the heart rate meter begin to become unsteady. "Goodbye, mom. I love you, and so does Falcon. We all love you, mom. All of us," she whispered. Arella's lips moved a little, and Raven could hear her whisper hoarsely, "Goodbye, kids. M-mommy loves you..."

Tears burned the back of her eyes as Arella thrashed around wildly for a few seconds, then fell still. The consistent buzzing of the heart meter didn't mean anything to her. Nothing meant anything to her anymore, except that her mother was dead. Five doctors rushed into the room. The head doctor took one look at Arella and shook his head sadly. "I'm sorry, kids. She's gone."

Falcon paled and held his head in his hands. Raven froze, stiff. She had known her mother was dead, but to have the news thrown out casually by a doctor was unbearable. She tore out of the room, down the hall, past Richard, who called out to her, and to the parking lot. She paused, and ran out back where she knew there was a river. She splashed her face with the icy September water, knelt down and lay in the shallow water, sobbing, her skin burning from the cold. But none of this mattered. Her mother was dead.

The last thing she felt was Richard's arms around her, and the last thing she heard was his voice. "Shh, Raven, it's okay, it's me…"

Then she fainted.

Sorry about the lack of knowledge in some parts, I'm not all that familliar with hospital equipment.