It is early, but this is part of a birthday gift for Alena-Chan, she asked for another chapter to this fic, so here you are my friend :) I hope your day is full of cake and laughter. Once again, neither of the star players does what I told them to do...in the end you get this instead of closure lol.

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She was tired; tired of fighting the need to go to him, tired of fighting the ache to hold on to him. Raven was tired of it all, tonight she would fight nothing. Tonight it would be all placed in his hands once and for all.

She knew what the outcome would be, but perhaps having her heart so broken would give her a chance to heal; to move on.

It was night and she sat in the control room waiting for him to return from his patrol. She went through their duty roster and set up training times for the next few months, she made sure that everything was filed in the correct places, and she waited in the dark.

The glow of the computer screen gave her a ghost like appearance, or so he thought as he watched her from the doorway. He had known she would be up, she always waited for him. 'Just to be sure,' She always said.

"You don't have to wait up for me." It was an old comment, one that she would agree with and then do what she wanted regardless.

"I'm not." At least she would never admit to it, not to him. "Reports have to be filed by someone." She didn't turn her chair to look at him; his image was engraved on her mind. He was tall, rawboned, and beardless with an ingenuously appealing face…what wasn't hidden behind his mask anyway.

Robin strode across the room, his movements confident and sure. He took the chair next to her and leaned his head back, closing his eyes. Without meaning to, Raven swiveled her chair slightly to get a good look at him. In the dim glow of the screen he looked tired, as if the burden he carried every day was finally beginning to weigh heavy on his broad shoulders.

"What is it Robin?"

A melancholy frown flitted across his features. "It isn't something I can talk about Rae."

"Very well," She managed to reply through stiff lips, unsure of why his reply hurt so much. She stood and turned to go, she was tired; but she was also too afraid to do anything but leave.

"Wait," He sat up and grabbed her hand to pull her around to look at him. She stood looking down at him, he tugged her a little closer until she was in between his thighs and he was sure she wouldn't run. "My problem is you Raven."

Her mouth took on an unpleasant twist, "I'll leave you alone then."

The temperature in the room dropped at least ten degrees and Robin had to force himself not to shiver at the look of despair and anger that surfaced in her gaze.

"I saw you the other night." He didn't know why he was starting there, all the planned words had left his mind the instant he had decided to talk to her about it.

"You see me every evening Robin, what does that have to do with anything?" Carefully she tried to wrap herself up and insulate her heart from the pain he was sure to cause.

"Speedy loves you," He said smoothly, with no expression on his face. "He would have gone to hell for you if he'd had the opportunity."

She stilled her expression and her movements. "I know that Robin, better than you do."

"Then why aren't you waiting up for him?" He watched a dim flush race across her pale and beautiful features. "You do love him don't you?"

"Yes," She mused over his question before continuing. "In a way I suppose I do, but I don't love him the way that he deserves to be loved."

"Because of me?" He felt a little spark ignite in his chest, maybe he hadn't screwed this up after all.

"Maybe," She wasn't being coy, she really wasn't sure anymore. "Maybe you're just a habit now." She gave a small shrug. "I don't know anymore. I'm tired; you…this…I am so tired." She closed her eyes and with her free hand she brushed her hair back from her face.

"Is it too late then?" Robin didn't know that a heart could split in two, or that the pain could make someone so breathless. "Tell me it isn't too late to take a chance."

"A chance?" A dark laugh escaped her lips and she pulled away from him, stalking a few feet towards the door before turning in a rush and moving back to him. "You want to take a chance now? You get to decide that now is okay to…to try me out?"

"That isn't what I meant and you know it." He felt heat rise in his face, he tried to tamp down on his anger and frustration. "I love you Raven, you know I do. I just want a chance to show you, to see if we can be."

"I'm tired Robin," She stepped back when he stood and moved towards her. "I am tired of having my heart broken daily by you."

"I'm tired too Raven," His eyes pleaded from behind his mask. "I'm tired of fighting against one of the few good things to ever happen to me. I am tired of pushing you away because of fear. I am tired of wanting to hold you and not."

"You ask more than I can give you now," She whispered, voice drenched in pain. "Maybe it is too late for us; maybe it is time I moved on."

Robin wouldn't accept her words; he couldn't, not now that he had finally broken through his own resistance. "Why? Because I am not safe anymore?"

"What are you talking about?"

"It was okay for you to love me, to want me; as long as I kept pushing you away, because then you didn't have to commit top anything but a dream." He smiled darkly and moved closer to her, leaving her no room for escape by blocking her in between him and the console.

"You have no idea what you are talking about." She bit out in anger, her eyes darting around him to find a clear path to the door. "You don't have any idea of how I feel, of how I have felt." Finding no escape she turned away from him and wondered briefly if she could use her powers fast enough to port away.

He reached out, swinging her around to face him. "You're right. I don't know, I don't know anything but what you've told me and what I have felt through this bond of ours. What I do know is that I need you Raven, more than want…maybe even more than love. I need you."

"I know all about need." She replied softly, her body trembling visibly in his grasp. "I just don't know if I can Robin, I'm sorry. More sorry than you can know." She took a deep breath and ported away from him before he could stop her.

"Raven," He called her name as his hands grasped the air where she had stood a moment before. "One of us is always running away." He muttered darkly to himself.