Woohoo! Another chapter, and so SOON! There will be an answer to a question several of the reviews asked...but there will be more questions too...sooo...HA!

2011

Raven ducked under a table as a volley of arrows followed her across the room. She smiled maliciously and vaulted over the table, using the force of the jump to repel herself off the wall and back at her attacker.

Speedy dodged her jump at him, and drew another arrow. "Now, when you said you wanted to blow off some steam, I thought you meant something else."

Raven shrugged and drew a long sparring stick off the wall. Easily a foot longer than she was tall, she competently spun it around in her hands, using it to repel the arrows (dull-ended as sparring requires). Speedy grinned and spoke again. "See, if I'd known you wanted to kick my ass, I'd have stayed with the Titans. This isn't my idea of fun."

Raven used the long staff to lift herself off the ground, around the trampoline in the middle of the gym, and into Speedy, knocking his bow to the ground. Immediately, he replied by using his nimble feet to knock the staff from under her, slamming her to the ground, and tossing it away.

"Okay, Roy, let's do this hand to hand."

"I love it when you use your hands, but, we're sparring. Call me Speedy."

Raven laughed, and dodged a right hook he tried to get her with. "I thought you only wanted me to call you Speedy in bed."

Roy, Speedy, and oh so shocked, froze for a few moments, allowing her to get in a quick upper cut, knocking him back several feet and regaining his attention. "Was that a smirch on my bed record?"

Raven laughed again, lashing out with her legs, aiming for his chest, though he caught her foot and used the momentum to twist it, sending her into a mid-air spiral. Luckily, she was used to being in the air, and caught the rhythm of the attack, using the final turn in the air to bring her left foot into the side of his head, and getting him to release her. She landed lightly in her feet, within seconds back in normal fighting stance.

"Bed record? Babe, you've got an entire collection."

"Are you trying to say something?"

"You're a man-whore."

"I'm hurt."

"Hey, I'm dating you, and I'm fine with it."

Speedy shrugged off the light banter about his extensive bed partner list, and focused back on the fight. Raven did the same, and the conversation, what there was of it, dissipated. As one, they focused on each other and thoughts also slipped away. As usual between them, this was a physical thing, chemistry and instincts mixing so that they were at their most potential for violence.

Raven watched as he used his smaller stature (he was only 5'8'', compared to her own 5'1'', and most of the male Titans' six feet and over) to move quickly across the floor, coming in for a close match of fists. As she prepared to defend herself, small metaphysical waves across the psychic/magical plane distracted her.

Not realizing she wasn't in the game, as it were, Speedy brought his fist up, hitting her under the chin and knocking her back a couple feet. Raven let out a moan of frustration, and though he had pulled his punch, she would still have a bruise, and was going to make him pay for it.

She slipped into a handstand so quickly Speedy had no chance to back away. She wrapped her legs around his neck, using the force with which she'd gone done with to propel her back up, and take him down at the same time. Twisting in mid-air, she turned his body and her's, so that he landed face-down, and she straddled him above.

Speedy said something muffled by the floor, and Raven left up with her hips a bit to hear. "That hurt."

"It was meant to."

"I think I'm bleeding."

"I think my chin hurts."

"You were asking for it."

"Ummm...excuse me? Raven? Speedy? Cyborg would like you both to come downstairs," Kory said from the doorway, with a blush that clearly indicated she'd expected a) something else than what she was seeing, and b) what she was seeing wasn't so innocent either.

Raven nodded and gave a small smile as Speedy stood up with a split lip. He pouted at her as Kory turned and left. "I kicked your ass."

He stopped pouting. "Did not."

"Did too. I always do."

"Do not."

"Do too."

She kissed him, slightly tasting the copper of his blood, the human in her repulsed, but the demon enjoying it immensely. He smiled back (splitting his lip further) and shrugged. "Doesn't matter. I'm better in bed."

"You're the man, you should be. You have to do one thing. I have to move my hips and my back and my legs and my head..."

"...but you accept that I'm better?"

"You've also had more practice."

The Teen Titans took seats in an all too familiar living room/kitchen and watched as what appeared to be their adult selves (? possibly...maybe...looks like) brooded over them. The Flash, or Wally as he introduced himself, quickly cooled down the exercise machine he'd used to bring them forward in time and left for his "room". Robin didn't know what exercise had to do with time travel, but he'd be interested to find out. Something told him ole Bats would like that knowledge.

Other than Robin, the other Teen Titans weren't entirely sure what was going on. Beast Boy was concerned about Raven, who still hadn't woken up, and Starfire didn't know what was going on so she sat there and looked pretty, while Cyborg simply admired the gorgeous black man he was and would become. Raven was unconscious, so she didn't think anything.

Finally, Kory returned in all her near-naked orange and purple glory. Robin had to admit that Starfire grew up good. By the way Kory cozied up with "Nightwing", he guessed that he and Starfire would "grow up" together.

Victor sighed as Kory passed him, heading for Nightwing, who gladly wrapped an arm around the Tameranian and brought her to his side. When Raven and Speedy weren't quick in appearing in the doorway, he turned to Kory. "Where are Rae and Roy?"

"They're busy."

"Busy?"

She nodded and smiled broadly. "They're busy."

Victor shouted in frustration. "This is no time to be busy! Don't they realize the trouble we're gonna be in?"

Kory smiled broader. "Not that kind of busy. They'll be here within ten minutes."

"Ten minutes is too long!"

"That is what I hypothesize it will take them to finish what they are doing. They might be here sooner."

Beast Boy elbowed Starfire in the side, leaning over to whisper conspiratorially. "See? You do get a better handle on the language."

She grinned back. "I do see! I even use a word with more than two syllables!" Beast Boy only grinned back before turning back to Raven, who he'd carried to the couch and laid on it.

Back across the room, Nightwing grinned. "If I was with Speedy, I'd want to be distracted."

"If you were with Speedy..." Kory thought on that. "...I'd have to hurt you."

Victor sighed, and turned to a panel in the wall. "I hope they hurry, cause we don't have much time."

Nightwing shook off Kory and turned to Victor. "What do you mean?"

"Dr. Fate tells me that some unforeseen microwave activity might have leaked what we're doing if the wrong people were monitoring it. If they were, we'll see some activity in the next hour."

At the door, Raven and Speedy entered, the latter still bleeding. Nightwing burst out laughing. "Man, Roy! I knew you were pussywhipped, but actually whipped too?"

Raven used her magic to slap Nightwing in the head and turned to the Teen Titans. She studiously did not look at the green one. "It worked."

Cyborg nodded. "Yeah, it did. One problem though."

Raven stepped close enough for him to speak without the Teen Titans hearing. "There was some activity, on the psychic plane, or so Dr. Fate is telling me."

Raven nodded. "How much time do we have?"

"Less than an hour."

Raven nodded again and turned back to the Teen Titans. "Welcome to 2011, Teen Titans. We are the Titans."

Starfire leaned on her elbows and watched Raven talk, seemingly fascinated. "You're the future version of us? The Teen Titans?"

"Not really," Kory answered the question her past self put forth. "We're the Titans. No teen. Appropriate since we're not teens anymore."

Raven nodded and continued on her pre-planned speech, something she'd have gladly forced Victor (Cyborg) to deliver, but he wasn't as good with charisma as she was...oh, who was she kidding? They forced her to do it. Fucking vote. "If we were still teens, we wouldn't have needed you."

Robin stood. "Needed us? For what?"

Raven smiled (something they'd never seen before and utterly creeped out the Teen Titans). "To save the world."

"Why can't you do it?" Cyborg asked, still admiring the beautifulness that was himself.

Raven gestured to the open bay windows, and the Teen Titans stood to look out. Directly surrounding Titan Tower was the San Francisco Bay...which appeared to be filled with at least twelve ships, all facing the Tower. "We can't leave."

Beast Boy sat back down near the unconscious Raven's head, placing his arm protecting by her side. "Why not?"

Nightwing sighed. "We're on house arrest."

"Why?" Starfire asked.

Raven smiled again. "Murder tends to cause incarceration of some sort."

The Teen Titans gaped, but it was the quickly re-awakening formerly unconscious Raven who said what they were all thinking (though she didn't mean it in the way they were thinking it, as she was still asleep and working on instincts alone when she said these things).

"Wrong," she murmured, her violet eyes opening and closing rapidly. "This is wrong. Bad. Wrong. Stop...it's...bad..."

Beast Boy pulled her to his chest, murmuring comfort to her ear as she started to wake, until she slipped back into unconsciousness again. He glared at the (non-Teen) Titans. "Something is seriously whacked out here."