Toby Keith is on TV as I'm writing this, and so I may not do all that great a job writing this. For those of you who don't know yet, I am a major country fan, and especially Toby Keith. I also like Evanescence. However, despite this, I am a diehard Parrot head. For those who don't know what Parrot heads are, they are Jimmy Buffett fans. They are the most loyal music fans in the world (and there was a study or something that actually proved it, too). LONG LIVE JIMMY!!!

Wow… I just realized that those are about the 3 most random singers/bands in existence. Add to this that I am obsessed with orchestral music, and you see that I am not normal even in music. HA!!!

I don't know why I just said all of that. It has no importance to the plot. This is not a songfics, and I am fairly sure that none of these will be songfics. So now I'll stop rambling about this and start rambling about the plot.

Robin lead the small troop through the airport that, unknown to them, Cyborg had flown from nearly half a day before. They were exhausted, dehydrated, and hungry. Wounds from the fight with the spider had slowed them, and grief had slowed them even more.

Despite that, there were no more incidences of emotional breakdown or attacks. It would've been a nice walk if it wasn't for the circumstances.

They walked up to the ticket counter, and the man there began to laugh to himself.

"More of them!" he said, "I can't believe it… this time there're 4!"

"What?" Robin asked, surprised by the strange welcoming.

"This morning some robot guy walked through. Don't know where he came from. It was the weirdest thing I'd ever seen… except for this."

"Cyborg? Where'd he go?"

The man stopped laughing and suddenly became professional as he stated, "I'm not allowed to give that information to anyone except for a family member."

Slade grabbed the man by the neck and lifted him into the air.

"I think you should tell us," Robin said, "He's a friend of ours. So what do you say?"

The man, turning slightly blue, nodded. Slade dropped him unceremoniously. After a couple deep breaths, the man choked out, "Egypt… he went to Egypt."

"Are there any more planes headed there?"

"One leaves in a couple minutes, but I think its full," the man said.

"Are there any others?" Starfire asked. It was the first thing she had said since they had gotten there. A faint glimmer of her old self had emerged when she realized they might be reunited with Cyborg soon.

"In a couple hours, yeah," the man said, "I can book seats for you, but they'll probably be expensive." He took his eyes off the attractive alien and looked at Tovar. "He may not fit, though."

"Then get more than one seat for him. We're all going."

The man swallowed hard, then nodded. After he had booked the flight and they had gotten the tickets, they went to look for food and a place to rest.

Cyborg stepped off his plane and left the airport in silence. He walked to a nearby motel and bargained with the owner, a strange man with a hearing problem, and eventually secured his room.

He walked up to his room, and, without even looking around, collapsed onto the bed.

Ok, I can't wait anymore. If it seemed like these last couple chapters were just killing time (in the series or in real life) its because that is what I wrote them to do. I had to wait for a while before what happens next. Also, I had to make sure that the Titan's were spread out enough that they couldn't get to each other quickly.

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