Raven came to first. She gasped as she witnessed the scene around her. "No!" She shouted at Jinx, who whipped around in her wheelchair, giving Red X enough time to slip out of her trap.
"You let him get away!" Jinx shrieked back, livid. Raven gulped.
"Look, I know what it's like to give in to anger like that. It feels good when you're in it, but all it does is damage," she coaxed, panic edging in to her voice. Jinx looked back, pain in her eyes. "It doesn't matter. It's not worth it, they're not worth it," Raven pressed. Jinx's resolve crumbled, and she put her head in her lap, whimpering. Raven stood, grimaced in pain, and walked over to the wheelchair in the middle of the ruins of the mall's west wing. When the remaining three Titans burst through the gaping hole in the mall's exterior, they were shocked to find four incapacitated villains, one hero just shaking off unconsciousness, and perhaps most surprisingly, a certain blue-cloaked Titan consoling a sniffling pink-haired girl in a wheelchair.
Cyborg was the first to remember how to use his vocal cords. "Uh, what happened?" He asked, picking his way past upturned bookshelves and shattered display cases, tripping over the mangled remains of a large gumball machine.
Raven turned towards him. "Jinx saved the day," she said matter-of-factly, with a casual shrug.
"What? No I didn't," Jinx protested. "I just got angry, and then…" She looked around. "I… I guess I just got angry at the right people. I didn't expect saving people to be so similar to hurting them," Jinx continued, sounding confused and thoughtful.
"Well, anyway," Robin said. "The cops are outside, so we can leave."
"Ugh, yeah, let's go home," Jinx sighed and stretched. As the Titans plus one headed back to the Tower, Jinx pondered why she had called it "home". Well, it didn't really matter, she supposed, as long as she could get back to her room and her bed- Wait, her room and her bed? This was starting to bother Jinx: First, she saved her former worst enemies from her former friends, and then she started becoming possessive of the aforementioned enemies and of their home. Jinx had a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach that she couldn't quite place. It was warm and fuzzy somehow, and nearly the opposite of what she was used to feeling. Shocked at herself, Jinx found that she didn't actually dislike this feeling.
She was startled out of her thoughts when Cyborg nudged her. "You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm good," Jinx smiled at him gratefully from the front seat of the T-Car. Raven, Starfire and Beast Boy had all elected to fly home; so the car only contained her, Cyborg, and Robin, who was not happy about being forced to sit in the back seat, and was only convinced to do so because it was much easier to lift Jinx into the front. Jinx thought that every Titan had a different way of getting around Robin's orders: Cyborg used logic and arguing, Starfire used the face, Raven simply did whatever she wanted without asking for permission, and Beast Boy begged and pestered until Robin gave in. If she were to become a Titan, Jinx would need her own strategy, probably something passive-aggressive involving slammed doors and pouting. You know, if becoming a Titan was remotely possible, because it's not, she reminded herself. When Titan's Tower came in to view, she indulged herself in a relieved smile and allowed herself to be carried up to the same room in the infirmary. Safe and warm, she slipped into a deep sleep. Uncontrollable anger is really tiring, she decided, right before she drifted off.
When Jinx awoke, Cyborg was watching over her. "I was wondering when you'd wake up," he grinned. "I guess rarely seeing the light of day throws off your internal timer." Jinx stuck her tongue out.
"You can't blame me for that; I don't even have a clock!" She gestured wildly to the blank walls around her. Cyborg laughed.
"Yeah, I guess that one's on us," he conceded.
"So, uh," Jinx said. "How long until your shift's over?"
Cyborg snorted. "Just started, you can't get rid of me that easily."
Jinx let out a relieved sigh. "Thank God, I don't think I could handle Bird Boy's silent treatment right now. He never talks! You know, he's never actually even had a conversation with me?" she admitted, with a blush she was fighting with all of her willpower. The blush only grew when her stomach growled loudly enough for Cyborg to hear. He chuckled.
"Wanna get out of the Tower and grab something to eat?" He suggested.
"Uh, is Robin going to be okay with that? Last time I was out of the Tower it didn't go so well," Jinx sighed.
"Pfft, wasn't your fault the Hive decided to blow up the mall, you were just there at the wrong time. Or the right time, depending on how you look at it; I heard you kicked their butts and got them arrested. How's that for revenge?" Cyborg said. Jinx smirked.
"Pretty good, actually," she admitted. "Not as good as throwing them off a building, but pretty good." Cyborg chuckled at her response, and although Jinx would never admit it, his laugh sent chills down her spine. The good kind, not the kind she got when she was reminded that See-More could look through walls. Before Jinx could protest, Cyborg had already put her in her wheelchair and pushed her quickly out of the room.
As he barreled past the main room and into the elevator he yelled "I'mtakingJinxforpizzabebackinlikeanhourIhavemycommunicatorifyouneedmebutdomeafavoranddon'tneedmebye!" Leaving a very confused Robin on the couch, the elevator doors shut on a hysterically giggling Cyborg and Jinx.
"You snuck me out!" Jinx laughed incredulously.
"Hey, I told Robin we were leaving," Cyborg replied, pretending to be offended. He kept up the act approximately twelve seconds until he dissolved into laughter.