All I have to say is that I don't own TT or anything you recognize.

She blinked. She was sitting back down next to Beast Boy on the couch. It was almost as if nothing had happened. The others were still frozen in time, and Beast Boy began to speak.

"What do you need to do?" He asked.

She grinned. "I already did it."

"How… Oh… Right." The floor must have been very interesting when time stopped, because that was all Beast Boy could look at for the next few minutes.

"What I did… What I found out… Changes what I was going to tell you." She lifted his chin and looked into his eyes. He felt that something had changed in her; something was different about the way she looked at him.

"I need to know that no matter what happens, I have you're support and trust. I need to know that whatever decision I make; you will back me on it."

"I told you this morning I wouldn't ever leave you. No matter what happens. I promise I won't." He smiled at her, the crooked grin that he had given her before running off with her suitcase.

"Beast Boy… I'm pregnant." The grin on his face was wiped clean. He sat there, expressionless, for what seemed like an eternity. "I spent a year with the man you call Slade. He found me, I don't know how, and took me in. He trained me to use my power for things that I never knew I could use it for."

"Slade?"

"Yes, and he treated me well too, until about the seventh month I was there. Then he began getting closer to me. He started grabbing my shoulder, patting my cheek and running his fingers through my hair. Every time he touched me I felt cold and uneasy, but I couldn't fight him off."

"Why not?" Beast Boy had recovered himself enough to comprehend what she was saying.

"I don't know. I just couldn't. Every time he came near me, I dreaded his touch, and yet there was something about him that kept me from fighting it."

"Did you… Love him?" He almost choked on the words. He couldn't imagine anyone actually caring for Slade, much less loving him.

"Let's get this straight. I hate that man with a passion. He is evil and wicked and I despise the ground he walks on. I have never loved him, and what I felt was probably fear. Fear of his power over me. I guess that's it."

"Oh."

"After three months of him becoming closer and closer to me, he finally…" she looked down at the floor, hoping that he would catch on, and she wouldn't have to say the word. Of course, he didn't. "He raped me."

"Ty, why didn't you tell us this earlier? We could have helped you, and we would have known better when Slade came, we never would have let him near you."

"I didn't want help. I didn't trust you guys. After something like that you learn to keep yourself to yourself."

"Well, go on. What happened next?"

"He kept coming to me. I never knew when I would turn around and he would be there. My room was no longer private. He came and went as he chose. I began to stop time just so I could be by myself for a while.

"Then he just came to me one morning, and he brought me to the corner where I met you. After that, all that happened was that a guy stole my wings and my suitcase. Then I twisted my ankle on a curb, and I came here because no one would take me in."

"Why are you telling all this to me?" He pointed at Robin's still figure. "He's the one who can really help you."

"I don't feel comfortable talking with him about this. You are so easy to talk to, and I knew I could trust you."

"You can trust Robin too, and Raven and the others. We are all here to help people, not hurt them."

"I'm going to try."

"Good, now we can explain this to everybody. We should probably get you to a doctor too, make sure that you are ok, you know?"

"I can't." She shook her head, looking away from him as if his eyes would see her fear.

"Why not? You need to at some point." He had a point.

"A hospital wouldn't understand. The cuts and bruises from living on the streets for a week, and the twisted ankle, they would just see abuse." She said the last phrase in a hushed tone. As if she had known or seen the situation before.

"Can we at least explain the situation to Robin? He can help. I think."

"I guess. I've told you everything, and if you are there to help, then I guess it won't be so hard."

Eternity: This really is a good story. You should lengthen your chapters though.

What's this! You are giving me writing tips now?

Eternity: Well, I just thought you would like some constructive criticism.

What are you doing here anyway? Don't you belong in my X-Men story?

Eternity: I go where you go sister.

Grr...