A/N: I've been getting bad writer's block for this story. Sorry if I start updating a little slower, but I just want to make as good as I can.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans.


Chapter Six:You Can Lean on Me
After that night, Gar and Raven seemed to share a small understanding. The hours spent in the hospital were slow and boring, but Raven quickly fell into the routine. Hours lazily turned into days, which added up into weeks. Suddenly, two weeks had passed.

Raven had gotten to know Richard better, he was a nice guy besides his... obsession. Truthfully, Raven and Richard shared somewhat similar personalities, they were both rather serious, intelligent, and wise beyond their years. They became quick friends.

With Raven around to talk to, Gar's job was bearable. It was regular for Gar to sit in Raven's room and talk about anything that came to mind during his shifts. Both of them really relaxed in the other's presence, which was unusual for Raven. Raven's trust was hard to earn, but for some reason she had given it to this strange boy almost immediately after she had met him.

He would always enter her room with some lame joke from his infinite supply, and then she would make fun of him with some sarcastic quip that went right over his head. They had come accustomed to their little routine. Although neither of them would admit it out loud, they looked forward to it everyday.

Today was no different. "Knock, knock." The door swung open and Gar stood in the entry. Only silence met his announcement as Raven stared back at him dryly. "Knock, knock," he repeated emphasizing the words. Raven rolled her eyes, and hesitated before answering.

"Who's there?" she asked in an annoyed tone.

"Woo."

"Woo who?" Raven said monotonously. Gar burst into laughter, and Raven just rolled her eyes again.

"Don't get too excited, Rae, it's just a knock, knock joke," he said between giggles.

"Just when I thought you couldn't get any stupider. Apparently, I was wrong to assume."

"Of course you were wro- Hey!" Gar folded his arms defensively once he realized what she had said. "I'll have you know, I got straight C's on my last report card."

"Your parents must be so proud," Raven replied sarcastically.

It was time for Gar to move on, before she insulted his intelligence any further. "So, anything interesting happen lately?"

"Well, Danny tore himself away from chewing his finger nails in the corner of the room to slap Bette before he ran into his room." In the two weeks that had passed, Raven had met every patient in the building.

"Why'd he slap her?" Raven shrugged in response.

"How should I know?"

"Hmm..." Gar sat down beside Raven on the bed and lied on his back with his hands behind his head and his legs hanging off the edge. "It's like that old saying."

"What saying is that?" Raven asked with a raised brow, although she had little interest in her voice.

"Don't trust anyone who's name starts with a D."

"That's the stupidest saying I've ever heard, and I'm pretty sure you're the first person to ever say that." Losing interest in the conversation, Raven stared at the wall across from her. "Why do I even talk to you?"

"Because I'm hilarious and adorable." Looking up at Raven with big green eyes, Gar batted his eyelashes. Raven did her best not to smile, and she quickly looked away from the green teen beside her.

"You're such a narcissist ." The smallest of blushes covered her cheeks.

"Oh, come on, Rae. Admit it, I'm totally irresistible."

"Believe me, you're easy to resist." She tried to hide the blush that was burning brighter on her pale cheeks, but Gar was able to tell from her voice.

"Oh my gosh, am I making you blush?" Gar teased with a chuckle.

"No," Raven answered bluntly. Reaching out, his hand on top of her hand that was placed on the bed, but Raven retracted it quickly.

"Someone's edgy," Gar laughed.

Rolling her eyes, Raven eyed the boy lying beside her before responding. "You are extremely annoying."

Gar just laughed about her comment. Eventually, his laughter died down and they were left in a comfortable silence.

This was how most days were for them. Although, other days weren't as cheerful.

Three days later, Gar found out that his grandfather had died. Although he had been diagnosed with lung cancer over two years ago, it seemed so sudden to Gar. Garfield and his grandpa, Jack, had been very close.

When he woke up one morning he found his parents sitting on the couch. Mark had his arm around his wife and was attempting to comfort Marie. Neither of them noticed Gar when he walked in. It was obvious that something was wrong, especially since his mom had tears streaming down her cheeks.

Swallowing hard, Gar couldn't help but ask the simple question on his mind. "What's wrong?" His voice was quieter than he had intended and it trembled slightly with nervous anticipation.

A little startled, Mark looked over at him, but Marie continued to cry into her hands. "Garfield..." Mark never called his son by his full name, which was a very bad sign. "Jack passed away last night at Steel City General Hospital," his father told Gar somberly.

Gar stood there in the doorway, seemingly indifferent to the sudden news. Silently, he turned around and began to walk away. "Gar, wait!"

Halting in mid stride, the green boy glanced at his father from over his shoulder. "You can talk to me, son. It's okay to be sad. Come in here and-" Gar interrupted before Mark could finish.

"I have to go to work." His voice portrayed no emotions, although on the inside Gar felt a barrage of emotions trying to escape his mind all at once.

"Don't worry about work. You can take the day off."

Gar stared hard and long at Mark, then brought his eyes down to the floor. Finally, he turned back around and grabbed his car keys before walking out of the door.

Sighing, Mark turned back to comforting his wife. It was clear that Gar needed alone time, and he was old enough to ask for help if he wanted it.

Driving without concern for the speed limit, Gar turned up the radio and drove to work. Finally, he reached his destination and walked swiftly inside. He didn't stop walking for anything, even when Victor tried to speak to him.

Not even bothering to knock, Gar walked into Raven's room and shut the door behind him. Truthfully, he had no idea why he had been so determined to come here. Raven looked up at him a bit confused. Right when the door closed was when he finally just broke down.

Leaning his back against the hard metal, Gar let streams of tears run down his cheeks as he slowly slid down the door so that he know sat on the floor. This had caught Raven completely off guard.

For a moment she watched him cry, unsure of what was wring and what to do. Comforting people in moments of distress was never one of her talents, but she could be here for him and listen if he was willing to talk. It was the least she could do considering that he had done the same for her not so long ago.

Standing up, Raven approached the hysterical boy. Noiselessly, she sat down beside Gar, although a few inches separated them. Neither of them said anything for a long time, but it was just what Gar had been looking for. He didn't want to be alone right now, but he was in no mood to "talk."

Scooting closer to the dark girl, Gar leaned against her and set his head on her shoulder. Raven didn't move as Gar's sobs slowly died down and his breathing returned to normal.

"My grandpa died." Gar finally spoke, after a pause that had seemed like an eternity. Raven wasn't really sure what it felt like to lose someone you care about because she never really had anyone like that besides her mother. Although Raven didn't reply, Gar knew she was listening, so he continued.

"I knew this was going to happen sooner or later, but that doesn't make it any easy. Five months ago they even gave him two months to live... I always looked up to him. Jack was everything I ever wanted to be. Everything that I knew I could never be..." Tears began to build up in his eyes. "He was smart, strong, funny, and the nicest guy ever."

A small smile graced Raven's lips. "And he was a good teacher." Gar looked up at her in confusion. "He taught you to be a good person. When you say that he was everything you can never be, you're wrong. You don't realize that you already are all of those things." A proud smile was now plastered to his face, and his eyes glistened with unfelled tears. Maybe Raven was better than she thought at comforting people, but she didn't plan on doing this again soon.

"Thanks, Rae." Nuzzling his head back in her shoulder, Raven just let him. He began to cry again, yet these tears weren't as bitter as they were before. The cloth on Raven's shoulder was getting soaked, but she didn't mind. She was just happy that she could provide some solace to the sad boy. Stiffly, she put an arm across his shoulders.

They remained like this for a long time. After a while he stopped crying, and she wasn't sure if it was because he had calmed down or that he had no tears left to shed.

Two days later, his grandfather's funeral was starting in an hour. Slipping on a pair of black dress slacks, Gar fumbled with his tie. Finally, he got it tied around his neck and then tightened it. Once he buttoned his suit jacket, he looked perfect.

It was a short ceremony that only family had been invited to. The preacher said a few words, and then his uncle gave a speech. Everyone left quickly and regrouped at Gar's house.

The crowd stood around, drinking and talking about nothing. It was a boring and rather depressing scene. He couldn't handle it anymore. Looking around the dull crowd dressed in all black, Gar sought out Matt.

"Hey, man," Matt greeted when he saw Gar approaching him.

"Let's get out of here."

"Sure, dude. This place is totally dead anyway," Matt whispered, not wanting to be heard by any of the guests.

They snuck out to Gar's car and sped away, not really sure of where they were going.


A/N: I have no clue who Beast Boy's grandparents are, so I just made them up because I'm pretty sure they have never been mentioned. A little short, but hopefully the quality made up for the quantity. Reviews would be greatly appreciated.

BlackoutHart: I can only imagine that many kids hyped up on candy, sure I've seen that before, but only in small doses. I love chocolate muffins, and sprinkles. Thanks! So, how's life?

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Overactive Mind: Thanks. Sorry about the OOCness, but I just couldn't fix it as much as I tried. Well, it wouldn't be a story without conflict, right:)

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