And his plan begins...but will it work?
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The next morning Speedy put his plan into action, rising earlier than the rest of the tower he headed into the kitchen area for a cup of coffee and to finalize a few details in his mind. He didn't bother to throw a robe over his boxers and tank, as even at six in the morning the heat was already permeating the building.
Bleary-eyed and rubbing a hand over the stubble on his face he went through the mechanics of making his coffee, standing at the counter while it percolated, pouring a cup before the pot had even filled. He moved to the couch in front of the window to drink and think, wondering where the best place to start would be.
Raven still avoided him, and she did it so well that he rarely caught the sight of her cloak before she disappeared from the room. So cornering her probably wouldn't be easy on his own, but he wasn't above getting help from the rest of the Titans.
He heard the door swish open and turned his head to see who had entered the room.
"There's coffee made," Speedy called out as he heard Robin begin to rummage around in the kitchen area.
"You're up early," Robin replied, pouring himself a cup and coming to sit beside the archer. As always Robin was in perfect uniform, pressed and ready to save the day.
"You make me sick," Speedy muttered, "Look at you, it's barely daylight and you've probably already done your work-out, showered and spent an hour or more on the crime computer."
"Someone has to work around here," Robin smirked, "Don't avoid the question, what are you doing up so early?"
"Planning," Speedy responded simply taking a gulp of coffee, waiting for the caffeine to hit his system so that he would feel a little more human.
"Planning?" Robin wrinkled his brow in confusion before he remembered the conversation from the day before. "You still think you can get somewhere with Raven?"
"I've already gotten somewhere; I just have to figure out how to get back there." He grinned wickedly, "I could use some help." He raised a brow as if in a dare.
"Do I look suicidal?" Robin asked, "You're my friend Speedy, but there is no way I am getting on her bad side."
"Chicken," Speedy said with a smirk, finally feeling the effects of the coffee. Knowing that it wouldn't really take all that much to get his friend's help.
"I have grown beyond childish insults." Robin leaned back into the couch, sipping his coffee and wondering what exactly Speedy had in mind to get Raven.
"Maybe," Speedy nodded slightly before standing and heading back into the kitchen for a refill. "But don't you want to know what kind of help I need before you say no?"
"I am so going to regret this," Robin muttered as his curiosity got the best of him. "Fine, what do you need me to do?"
"Starfire is headed home for a visit soon isn't she?" He sat back down and at Robin's nod continued. "I want you to get the rest of the Titans out of here some how, leave the tower to Raven and myself, only don't let Raven know that I am staying."
"I am not going to help you bed my best friend Roy." Robin gave him a wry look over his coffee. "It just doesn't seem right."
"I'm not going to jump her Robin," Speedy frowned a little, "I just need to get her alone so we can talk, somewhere that she can't run away from me and somewhere that we won't be interrupted." He gave a quick shrug, "I just need a chance."
"You seem pretty confident." Robin replied. "Any idea what you're going to say?"
"No idea," Speedy grinned, "I thought I would play it by ear."
"You are asking to be thrown from the roof of the tower and then bashed against the rocks for good measure."
"If you are so sure that she can defend herself, why not give me a chance huh?"
"You implicate me in anyway and I'll throw you from the roof myself." Robin warned darkly, "I'll see what I can do."
"I knew you would help," Speedy gave another of his quick grins and bounded off the couch to drop his cup in the sink before heading out of the room to shower and shave.
"Some how I think I am going to regret this." Robin muttered to himself, suddenly feeling as if he had been duped. "She'll either kill me or I'll have to contend with a moping archer when she turns him down."
"Talking to yourself Robin?" Raven's voice caused him to jump and wonder in the back of his mind how long she had been there. "That can't be good."
"Good Morning Raven," Hiding his jumpiness he shot a smile in her direction, "Just going over some problems with Star's vacation coming up."
"Anything I can do?" She asked moving to sit beside him, unconsciously taking the spot that Speedy had recently vacated.
"Well, with Star going, both Beastboy and Cyborg are pushing for some time off as well." That much at least was true, "I was thinking of letting them have it, it's been so slow here lately. I just need someone to watch the tower, we can't leave it unmanned."
"This is where I am supposed to volunteer?" She asked sardonically as she opened her book. "Who else will be here?"
"Everyone else is out on assignment and I need to head to Gotham for a few days myself." He was careful not to name Speedy. "You're all we have left; I guess I can stay if you don't want to do it."
"Don't whine," She arched a look in his direction. "I'll stay, it's not like I have any other plans this week."
"Thanks Raven," Relieved that she hadn't pushed him about Speedy he finally looked at her, noticing the paleness of her features and the shadows that played under her eyes. "You doing okay Rae?"
"I'm fine," She replied without looking up from her book.
"Raven," his tone was a warning, "We've been friends and teammates too long for you to hide from me."
"I'm fine Robin," She met his gaze without flinching; "I'm just having trouble sleeping lately."
"Nightmares?"
"Not quite," She grimaced at the memories from the night before.
"I'm here if you want to talk about it." He gave her an encouraging smile, for the first time wondering if she really did feel something for Speedy.
"Thanks, but I think I can handle it just fine on my own." She responded dryly.
"Raven," He stood and paused for a moment to look down at her. "Running away from something won't make it disappear; it never worked in the past, for either of us."
"I remember," She didn't ask how he knew. "I'm not really running right now, I'm just thinking."
"Don't think too long." He headed into the kitchen, carefully rinsing his mug out and placing it in the dish rack before heading out of the room. "Sometimes you over think things."
"Right, like I have any choice in the matter." She muttered darkly as she tried to return to her book and clear the face of a certain red haired archer out of her mind.