A/N: Yay! I updated sooner! I hope to get a lot of quick updates soonbecause I snapped right out of my writer's block!

Disclaimer: I don't own Atreyu or Teen Titans. Pshh.

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Demonology and Heartache

Raven flew back to the tower, holding her wrist to her stomach, thinking about what had gone on. Even as she was walking in the front door and up to the living room she was still thinking. She was still thinking as she walked in the living room door to see all her teammates watching the TV screen impatiently. It seemed to be attempting to track her whereabouts.

"Guys?" she asked timidly.

They all snapped around at the sound of a voice and Starfire was the first to bound around the couch and hug her as if the world were ending. "Oh dear Raven! We were all so worried and we thought that you were gone forever and then we received the call from the man who was the 'creepy' and told us you were safe and we were terribly frightened!" she said all in one breath, while she turned Raven blue with her tight hug.

"I'm fine, Star. You're crushing my broken wrist, though," she started, tears of pain forming in her eyes.

Starfire gasped and stepped back, cradling her wrist. "Oh I am terribly sorry! I made you weep! Oh, please do not be mad at me, Raven. I was merely very worried about you," she explained, biting her bottom lip.

"I'm not mad," she sighed, turning from Starfire to face the two boys that had worriedly approached her, wearing countenances of great concern. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Robin asked hoarsely. He came forward and caught her in a gentle hug. "For making me anxious like this? You should be. But I'm glad you're safe." He pulled back to watch her and wiped the tears from her cheeks. "Come, sit."

Cyborg took her other hand and squeezed it gently, leading her to the couch. They procured a blanket and Starfire warmed up some hot chocolate. Robin sat on the coffee table directly across from her, staring at her intently as she stared into the depths of her cup. She sighed, wrapping the blanket closer around her, letting it protect her. She was confused as ever now.

"What happened?" Robin asked in a gentler tone than Raven had ever heard him use.

She took a deep breath and started her story in a shaky voice. "I went into the alley like you asked, and found Red X fighting...something. I don't know who or what it was, but it was fierce. It knocked him out, and then beat me up to the brink of death, or so I've been told, until Red X retaliated and then passed out. I passed out after that. When I woke up, I was in a nice, large, comfortable bed, and a man came into the room and said he had found me and had no other choice," she lied. "He told me he cleaned me up and that I was fine now, and I thanked him and left. I didn't realize I had been out for nearly a week."

"Did he explain why he didn't just take you to a hospital or something?" Cyborg asked, raising his eyebrow.

"No, and I have no idea," Raven replied hoarsely.

There was a slight silence. "You're ok now?" Robin asked.

"I'm fine," she stated firmly. "I woke up a little dazed but I'm fine now." She sighed and looked back up at him. "Do you think I could go see Beast Boy?" she asked, hope glittering in her eyes. "I know I just got home, but please? It's been a while, and we need to catch up."

Robin looked down and heaved a sigh. "Sure. Tell him I say hi." He looked up and sent her a shy smile. "And that we miss him."

"I will," she replied hoarsely, standing. She let the blanket slip from her shoulders and began on an unstable float out of the room.

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"Hey there," she started softly, setting roses atop of his burial plot. She viewed the flowers planted precariously around his grave and admired them in awe. "Haven't talked to you in a while. Things have been busy. What with Keith and being attacked and all..." she trailed off and sighed. "I'm sure you know all about Keith from up there. The view was probably pretty good."

Raven pulled her knees up to her chest and she watched the monument in his honor, as if it might spring to life. "I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I just kind of lost it and let my guard down and...he was the only one that I ever let in. You know, that wasn't a Titan," she explained.

There was a brief silence in which Raven let her eyes silently fill with tears. "I miss you terribly. I just wish there was a way you would come back. It's horrible being in that tower everyday, being reminded of you with every turn I take. I can't stand it anymore. I have to get out, I have to go somewhere, I have to get away from it all!"

There was a soft rustling that Raven could hear now that she calmed her hysterical self.

"Why 'ello there darlin," a familiar voice sounded. Raven turned her head to see the old man, Willard, sitting next to her once more.

"Hello...Willard?" she asked daintily. The man smiled and nodded.

"I'm glad you remembered," he stated in his thick accent. There was a few moments of silence. "I've made it a weekly richual (A/N: ritual) to visit this boy's grave, now," he told her, looking up to face her, his scar showing.

"If you don't mind me asking, what was your relationship to Garfield?" Raven questioned the old man.

"We were close friends," he told her. "I 'ad a very person'l relationship wit' the youngin'."

Raven nodded in understanding. "So did I."

Willard pulled out a single rose and laid it on his plot, before tipping his hat at Raven. "Good even'en', Darlin'," he bade goodbye, before turning and walking away. He turned back, as if about to say something, but then closed his mouth and kept on his way, without another word or tip of the hat back. Raven rubbed her arms in attempts to warm herself up from the cold air that greeted her. It was very cold, seeing as it was early December

"Where was I?" she asked the tombstone before her. "Oh, God, I don't even remember." Raven sat back and let tears fall down her eyes. "How did I let it get this way? Red X chasing after me, me chasing after some gigolo, as if you never existed. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Raven leaned against the monument and freely sobbed, and felt a small raindrop pelt her cheek. It was followed by another, and another, until it was raining buckets.

"Oh, could my life be worse?" she asked herself, still sobbing. "I can't believe this."

"Why not?" a soft voice rang, and Raven felt a body slide next to hers, and an arm slide around her hunched shoulders. The voice was yet to be identified but it was youthful and manly. It certainly wasn't Willard again. "It's not like this wasn't going to happen."

Raven looked up into the emerald eyes she knew so well. "Beast Boy," she sighed in contentment and surged forward to hug him tight to her. "I missed you terribly," she cried, embracing him as if there were no tomorrow. Regretfully she pulled back and looked up into his eyes. "Oh, Azar, I'm so sorry Beast Boy!" she began hugging him again, more fierce this time. "It's just all so mixed up and-"

But he pulled back and pressed a finger to her lips. "Shh...don't talk." And she embraced him tighter and longer and never willed to let go.

There was a long period of silence between the two where the only noise was the pounding of the rain all around them. "Raven?" he spoke softly. He didn't wait for her to acknowledge him. "Don't forget that I love you, ok? Love kills, romance is dead, and I don't even trust myself...but I love you. I always have, I always will. No matter what. No matter what you or I do. No matter what comes between us."

He was making it sound like he was still alive.

"Promise?"

"I promise," she croaked.

And they continued to sit in silence, well after Raven had fallen asleep in his comforting embrace. But, and to Raven's dismay, she woke many hours later in her warm and comfortable bed, dressed in warm, clean clothes. It had all just been a vivid dream.

Or was it?

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