Slade said I can't have the Teen Titans if he can't have them. So much for evil... I guess this means that I don't own them.

The team was back at the underground hideout in front of the computer of unbelievably large proportions. Crimson didn't even bother with a chair standing up as he typed staring at the screen. Behind him was the team trying to figure out how to pass this test. Ghost was pacing while Adriana leaned up against the nearby wall occasionally making her way over to Crimson to watch his actions on the monitor.

Celestial was on the couch staring blankly at the floor. Ghost noticed this and stopped to glare at her. The angelic didn't seem to notice.

Adriana walked over to Crimson and watched him again.

"So what are we doing?" she asked.

"Hacking," was his short reply. "Maybe we can find some sort of schedule."

"Isn't that illegal?"

"If its for the good of the people then we will bend a few rules," Crimson said as he paused at a web page. He brought his fist to his chin in thought. Ghost realized something and joined the other two.

"If we're willing to 'bend a few rules', as you put it," Ghost said with air quotations. "Then why are we worrying about this at all. All we'll gain from actually passing the Agency's test is access to those emergency frequencies, and you said that we could get them, but it would be illegal. But hacking is illegal. So if we're willing to get hack, why can't we get the frequencies?"

Adriana took a moment to process Ghost's long way of thinking to get to a single point. Then it struck her that he was right.

"Yeah," she agreed. Crimson never took his eyes off the screen. He ran his hand over his dark hair.

"It's not about the frequencies," Crimson said. Adriana started to open her mouth and scold him for being so proud when Crimson cut her off. "I think a point was being made by the Agency. We don't know what we're doing. We need practice." Ghost turned around toward Celestial who was sitting on the couch cross legged and holding her knees to her chest. Her black wings towered over her as she was lost in thought.

"Hey, Birdy," Ghost said. "You gonna help?"

This caught Celestial's attention. Crimson and Adriana turned around suddenly as if they'd forgotten she was there. She looked up with plain dark eyes almost scowling.

"I'm trying to help," she whispered. Then she closed her eyes. Ghost, Adriana, and Crimson exchanged glances. Celestial took a deep cleansing breath and continued, "This moment of victory, who do you think it will impact most out of all of us?"

"Who else?" Ghost said looking at Crimson. Adriana nodded her agreement.

"I agree," Adriana said.

"I don't see why it would impact me more than anyone else," Crimson said folding his arms stubbornly. Celestial stood up with her eyes still squeezed shut.

"They probably mean, that this effects you personally because of the family involved," Celestial said. "Come here." Crimson felt a shiver creep up his spine. There was something eerie about her. She was quiet and hardly known. The shorter, younger girl was standing there with her hands at her side. He slowly walked up to her. He stopped within arms length.

"I'm going to try and read your future," Celestial said with her eyes never opening. She smiled weakly. "I've never read anyone's future before on purpose. But I tend to see things that impact people personally, which is why I most likely will be able to see our next surprise with you."

"What do you need me to do?" Crimson asked cautiously.

"Roll up your sleeves and hold out your arm. I need exposed skin...I think." Crimson did as he was told scrunching up his sleeve and showing his healthy toned, dark skinned arm. Celestial grabbed it in a flash like a cobra's strike. Both Ghost and Adriana stood on guard, waiting for a premonition of some sort.

Crimson watched her carefully.

"Is it working?" he asked.

Celestial shook her head.

"Come on, work," she said under her breath. They all waited another moment. Nothing happened. She opened her eyes and released Crimson. "I wish I could control it." Crimson walked away back to the computer. This time Celestial followed him.

"Transportation," Ghost said. He looked at the rest of them. "Transportation? We need a Batmobile." Adriana looked at Crimson in agreement.

"We need money for that," Crimson said.

"What about the Agency?" Ghost asked. "They've paid for everything so far?"

"We don't need their money to solve our problems. We can deal with them on our own," said the leader. Crimson clacked away at the keys placing in false passwords and getting into different people's email and searching. He was getting frustrated. Crimson sat down at the chair at the terminal.

"This is useless," he grumbled.

"No, its not," Celestial said in her meek voice. The other teammates were learning to listen to her, that if they heard a whisper it was probably the younger teenager trying to speak up. "We wouldn't have this assignment if anyone thought it was impossible."

"We could steal a car," Ghost suggested brightly.

"That's a bit too far on the gray scale for us, I think," Adriana said.

"Ghost, how far do you phasing abilities extend?" Crimson said leaning forward in his chair. The soul of a teenager shrugged. "Can you maybe make any of us phase as well?" Ghost thought for a moment.

"I don't know, I've never tried it taking another person with me," he said. He tapped his chin in thought. He turned to the blue girl who happened to be the closest person to him. With that he grabbed Adriana's arm.

"Hey!" Then down they went. "Ah!" Adriana's scream was cut off when she disappeared under the floor. Then Ghost's hands came up through the floor again and pulled himself up. His ivory colored, transparent arm went through the floor and helped Adriana up again.

She was more than a little bit frazzled.

"Don't ever do that again!" she said and smacked him upside the head as soon as he was solid.

"Ow!" he shouted rubbing the sore spot. "Yeah, I guess I can make other people phase with me." Crimson turned to Celestial.

"Can you fly holding someone?" he asked. Celestial gave a small smile.

"I don't think so. My wings can only hold so much," said the angelic. Crimson nodded.

"Okay," said the leader. The room was quiet. Seconds loudly ticked by. Ghost yawned loudly. Crimson sighed, leaning his elbow on the dashboard. "I can't hack into the Agency's main frame. They are government funded, they have the latest technology."

"It's getting late," Adriana pointed out. Crimson nodded.

"Sleep with one eye open everyone. Red would love to catch us when we're least prepared. You," Crimson said pointing to Ghost. "Keep your communicator on." Ghost gave a mock salute.

"I'll be here in the morning. I do better in school when I'm not in my body anyway," Ghost said with a shrug. With that he started turned around to leave. Crimson gathered some papers he was shuffling through, that had been printed off the internet.

"Get some sleep, I suppose. If either of you come up with an idea save it for the morning. Celeste, I want to know about any premonitions no matter how insignificant it seems," Crimson said. With that he disappeared into his room. Celestial looked at Adriana who was still watching him leave.

"This is going to be harder than I thought," she muttered. "I only wish there was something more I could do to help. My powers aren't much help here." Celestial shrugged.

"What you might not find use for now, you may depend on later," she said. Adriana whipped her head around.

"What?" she asked.

"What?" Celestial echoed.

"What did you say?" Adriana asked.

"What you might not find use for now, you may depend on later," Celestial repeated and then blushed. "Sometimes I have these weird philosophical moments. Don't pay attention to them. Half the time I don't even make sense," she explained. Adriana nodded slowly.

"Oh...Well, uh...Good night," she said. Celestial gave a wave.

"'Night," she said and then the girls went their separate ways.

Um... Yeah!