Chapter Seventeen: The Note

They were all soaked through; hair dripping and bodies sagging under the weight of their wet cloths. It had started to downpour, and they had just got off the roof in time before the real storm had hit.

It's not a bad thing though, Blaze smiled, hugging her arms around her for warmth. She was watching the storm out of the massive window in the living room. Lightning and Thunder were just having some fun. Celebrating is more like it. They were celebrating for her.

Blaze was oblivious to the stares. Only when Beast Boy voluntarily put a blanket around her shoulders did she turn around to face everyone else. "What?"

"What? What do you mean what? You were out there! You saw it! Heck, you did it!" Cyborg ranted, eyes popping out a little farther with ever word.

Raven shook her head and frowned. The way Cyborg handled things wasn't how she would have preferred. "So... you and Robin?"

"Yes. What about you and Robin?" Starfire snapped, shoving her hands (which had formed fists and were glowing green) at her sides.

Blaze threw her hands in the air, letting the blanket fall to the ground. "Starfire, I...I ..." she looked to Robin, as a way of escaping. She couldn't find him, he wasn't in the room. They were backing her into a metaphorical corner, and she didn't know how to defend herself.

"Woah," Beast Boy jumped in front of her, signaling them to calm down. When he was a member of the Doom Patrol, he learned that you should never form more than a friendship with your partners. He still thought that was a good rule. "Hold on guys, Blaze must have an explanation. Right?" He turned towards Blaze, "Right?"

They seemed hurt, somehow. "Why does it matter so much?"

"Because that was Robin!" Cyborg was still going above and beyond on this one. "Robin isn't that type. Robin doesn't... kiss... people."

Starfire's eyes had turned green by now. Blaze understood why she was mad, but wasn't so worried about it until now. "I guess he does." Blaze scrunched her face and shrugged. Since when was she supposed to feel guilty about kissing someone? "Get over it."

She picked up the wet blanket and walked confidently to her room.

She didn't make it to her room. The door to Robin's room was wide open and things were flying through the air. "Robin?" Blaze ducked, trying to avoid being hit by the stereo. It hit the wall, denting it, then smashed into pieces on the floor. "What kind of natural disaster happened in here?"

Robin was in a corner, frantically rummaging through a safe. Blaze had never noticed the safe before. When she took a closer look, she hadn't noticed the corner where the safe had been either. That was because it wasn't there before. "A secret room for a safe? That doesn't seem any type of suspicious." She laughed sarcastically.

But when she saw Raven's face, she couldn't laugh. All the color had left his face, and his frown looked as if weights were attached to the sides of his mouth. "Where is it?" he only turned his head in her direction.

"What?" Second time tonight I'm left clueless.

"Where is it!" He demanded, shooting up and gripping her shoulders tightly. "Where!"

"You're not making any sense," Robin was scaring her, "And you're hurting me."

Robin shoved her away, sticking a letter in her face. She read it to herself:

Boy Wonder,

Told you I'd get the briefcase. Couldn't have done it without my new friend either. Some looker she is, too. I'll tell you, that elemental did a good job of distracting you. The safe was well hidden from some, but not me. I guess I'm not just a common thief after all. Now I'm a thief that knows your secret! Wonder how much someone would pay for this kind of information...

Red X

"What?" Third and counting...

"Where is it!" Robin was screaming by now.

"I swear I don't know! I have no idea what he's talking about!" Blaze pleaded, slowly backing away from it. "What was it?" Five.

"You know! You have to know!"

It hit her. "The briefcase? What was in it?" Six.

"You really don't know?" Blaze started to cry. She didn't like Robin feeling this way towards her. He truly didn't trust her in this moment. She shook her head apologetically, feeling like she should be guilty. The shame that washed over Robin face was too hard to bare. She turned away from him. "Blaze, I,"

But he couldn't finish his sentence. The rest of the team had come to find out what all the yelling was about. Blaze ran past them and out of the Tower. She didn't feel welcome there anymore. She didn't feel deserving.