Author's Note: I absolutely romanticize the idea of theivery. I've readcountless books, novels, scripts, watched movies anddocumentaries onsubject and I may have taken a few ideas from them. Like Kinyago's rat-pack style was taken from Robert MacDougal in Entrapment. The idea of the museum curator getting caught with the theives was from the novel Once a Thief by Kay Hooper. Mind you I'm not completely plagarizing, just elaborating on ideas.

I may not update all the time, just a heads up. Since I took the burden upon myself of writing a sequel to Before Sunrise, I have to stick to my commitments and write it. Writing is (hypothetically) "like pulling teeth... out of my balls." I forget who said that but it's funny.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans or the ROM.

Chapter 12 - Re-Living Past Mistakes

Raven sat in the back of Dick's limo, he was beside her and held her hand tight in his own. He had begun to fall asleep, his head propped up and his arm against the car door. Raven looked at him, I mean really looked at him. Wow, he's out like a light, musta had a busy day, he's so tired. He's so adorable when he's asleep. She shook herself out of the thoughts. Raven; snap out of it, you're seeing Gar. And plus you dumped him, remember? Something in the back of her head snapped back, Technically, you haven't actually gone out with Gar. And besides, he's sorry. Just look at him, he's so sweet.

Raven continued to stare at Dick without really paying attention to him; she didn't notice him wake up. He smiled at her and squeezed her hand gently.

"Don't worry Raven, you'll be safe with me." She nodded her head and instinctively leaned her head on his shoulders, remembering the time before everything went down the toilet in terms of their relationship. They had just come back from her loft to pick up clothes for the next night while she stayed with Dick at his suite. He placed his other arm around her shoulders bringing comforting warmth.

After a while he whispered in her ear, "We're here." She looked out the window as the limo pulled up to the semicircular driveway of the Four Seasons Hotel. The door was automatically opened by the valet and Dick was ushered out. Not once letting go of Raven's hand, she saw him slip quite a large tip in the valet boy's hand, giving him a slight nod, and then rubbed his head.

Vic and Jinx were in the control room. Everyone had left, including the cops, but being the security freaks they both were, they decided to stay and figure out what went wrong. Jinx stood behind Vic, leaning against the wall on the opposite side of the room. All of the stations monitors were fuzzy and she watched as Vic typed furiously into a computer.

"So, Mr. Big-shot security man? What now?" She had her arms crossed on her chest and she was kissing her teeth. She was obviously mad but Victor couldn't tell whether it was because of the heist or because of Bee. He gave and exasperated sigh and spun around on his chair his arms out on his sides.

"What do you want from me woman? She pushed herself off the wall and walked towards him.

"Who the hell was she?" He sighed and rubbed his bald head, he knew this was coming, "Well? Sparky?"

"Listen, she was an old ex. Old ex. We met when I was securing one of their traps in French Riviera. But it's over, trust me."

"Raven trusted you with security and look where that got her."

"About that, come here look." She hesitantly walked to peer over his shoulder at the computer monitor.

"See," he pointed at the screen, it was a frozen image of the gallery with a dark blur in the bottom corner, "This was a camera well out of the way. They didn't expect to even come into range of this one."

"But how did they avoid all of the others?" Victor smiled at himself before her typed again, the screen now revealed another part of the wing. Everything was dormant until the screen went through some static.

"Did'ja see that? They freeze framed the cameras. That mean-"

"That means they interfered with the connection somehow."

He nodded his head, "And the only places we put the connections through were…"

"In the vents of this level, so that nobody could cut it off from the outside. But wait, how'd they not trigger the alarms." Victor blushed, scratched his chin and mumbled something into his hand.

"I'm sorry, what was that?"

"They intercepted the infrared signals."

Jinx smirked and cupped her hand to her ear, "And whose bright idea was it to make the connection via-infrared?" Victor mumbles something again, turning his head away. Jinx simply cleared her throat.

"It was mine okay."

She smiled contentedly then frowned again, shaking her head, "It's still your fault…"

Jinx smacked the back of his bald head and walked away, "And I'm still mad at you."

His suite was indeed luxurious, Raven stood by the fireplace, tightly hugging her jacket around her shoulders. She fire was going wit the flick of a switch and she stood there watching the flames dance and crackle against the faux wood.

Dick came up behind her and, feeling her wince, whispered in her ear, "Relax, it's just us. Let me take your jacket and I'll show you to your room." She let him slip the jacket of, taker her hand and guide her down the hallway. He stopped to throw her jacket in the closet and made their way to her room.

He gently led her into her room, a beautifully decorated room. It was understated with a large king sized bed and a writing desk and chair. Modern art adorned the walls and a magnificent view of Lake Ontario could be seen from her window. She turned around to see Dick leaned against her doorframe, his eyes drooping. His usually neat jet black hair falling over his face. Raven noticed that he had taken the jeans off and was now only wearing his tartan pyjama pants and a white shirt. She sighed and walked up to him, hugging him again.

"Thank you Dick."

"It's alright Raven, nobody deserves to go through something like that. Nobody, especially not you. I'd never let anything happen to you, remember that."

She looked up at him; arms still wrapped around his neck and kissed him. She, for the love of her, did not know why. It was just, she was in shock and he was there and… He deepened the kiss as his own arms held her around the waist. Oh God, what am I doing? Pull away, pull away. But she couldn't, the little voice behind her head telling her to shut up and just enjoy the moment. As much as she didn't want to, she did. She had been so lonely for so long, it was hard not to.

Dick kissed her fiercely, urgently, and then lifted her off her feet. She unwillingly complied and wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her to her bed but not before closing the door behind him.

A/N: I'm not a huge fan of RobxRae, but I'm not a writer who is completely biased. I have to use them for the story, to keep the plot going. So if you're not a huge fan then bear in mind neither am I.