A/N: I am so glad that I've had such an idea boom with my two stories. And I also want to make a point that the title and songto this chapter kind-of plays a role. The snowbird is meant to be Raven, and the Townie is meant to be Keith, if you listen to the song and its lyrics.

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans. And I do wish I owned Further Seems Forever, because they are amazing, but sadly I do not.

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Snowbirds and Townies

Raven awoke several hours later, dazed and slightly confused. Her clothes were dry, and she was wrapped in warm and comforting bed sheets. Her damp hair was pulled up into a messy ponytail that was not executed by any woman that knew what hairstyling was. She threw her covers off herself and saw that she was dressed in a pair of black sweat pants and a sheer blue shirt. She looked, then, up to the ceiling.

"Thank you," she whispered towards Garfield.

She briefly remembered the sensation of his lips pressed up against her temple, a soft gesture of his love for her. She remembered the way it felt to be in his arms again. She remembered how it felt to be loved. It couldn't have been a dream.

A knock came to her door and her head spun around, watching the metal as if it would suddenly spring to life. "Yeah?" she asked hoarsely.

"Hey Raven," Robin started. "You came in rather quietly. I wasn't sure whether to disturb you or not and I saw you were asleep about two hours ago." Raven looked to her clock to see it was now eleven past eight at night. "You want some dinner or something?"

"No, I'm just going to go back to bed," she lied. "Please don't wake me."

"Oh...ok...if that's what you want." Robin sounded slightly offended, but Raven ignored it. "Star and I will be upstairs if you need us."

"Making out," she muttered under her breath, but retorted, "Thank you!".

Raven hopped out of bed and quickly undressed, before jumping into the shower connected to her room. She hopped out as soon as she had quickly washed and noticed that Garfield was perched upon his-well-perch, sipping at water. "Hey baby," she cooed, stroking his feathers. He chirped endearingly, before he began flapping his wings and flew out the open window into the clear night sky.

So, the rain had cleared up.

TT (A/N: there's a reason I ended it there...)

Raven was walking into the club a little more than an hour later, having visited the electronics store with money she had saved up to buy a new cell phone like she had been planning. The RAZR was now slipped snugly into the back pocket of her skintight jeans.

The familiar pounding music invaded her ears and before her eyes was the familiar sight of the mob of people dancing on the dance floor. It all looked like it had when she was here a little more than a week ago.

Except this time, there was someone sauntering towards her. A very handsome and devilish someone. Who happened to be named Keith Reese.

Raven smiled slightly as he came up to her, the smile very evident on his face. It looked as if it had been there all day. "Hey there," he started, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her forehead. "Haven't seen you in a while."

"Yea, I'm sorry, something came up that night I promised I'd meet you and I haven't been here since. Forgive me?" Which technically wasn't a lie. Something did come up.

"Not unless you forgive me first. I forgot I had to work every night-shift last week when we agreed to meet here. It's ok, it worked out," he flat-out lied. Raven, though, blissfully ignorant, fiddled with the popped collar on his casual-looking crimson polo. She thought this style was silly, and only knew one person she had to scold for ever doing it.

And sadly, she could no longer.

Yes, she was talking about Garfield.

"It worked out," she agreed, looking up into his gorgeous emerald eyes, which were covered by his hair flowing into his face. Then, a brand new song started on the dance floor. Temperature, by Sean Paul, a hit among the younger crowd nowadays.

Wait, what was Raven saying? She IS the younger crowd.

She took Keith's hand and led him to the dance floor. Other girls around glared in envy as he began dancing with the girl that had been occupying his mind lately. Even if he didn't know it was her.

"I missed you," he started softly in her ear, his breath fanning onto her neck and sending shivers down her spine. "It was a long week without seeing you, Rach." He smiled against the skin of her neck, and the feeling was wonderful...euphoric, almost. He began to kiss her skin, and Raven almost felt loved once again.

Almost.

There was still that empty space Garfield's death had left, and she couldn't ignore it. But she was doing a damn good job trying to show everyone she was over him, even if she wasn't. Especially if she kept her current behavior up. She was turning into something akin to a hussy. But was she just putting up a facade?

It was a long while before either of them moved from their dancing. Keith leaned down and whispered something into her ear and she wholeheartedly agreed. He took her hand and the two evaded the club, followed by judgmental stares of the other regulars. They didn't notice though, for both of them were so wrapped up in each other. They didn't need anything or anyone else at the moment.

"So..." he started softly after they had left the club and his fingers were still gently intertwined with hers. "Do you just want to take a walk then go to my place?" he asked. "It's getting kind of cold out."

"That sounds great," she replied, smiling up at him. He smiled back down at her, dropped her hand, and wrapped an arm around her waist. And the safe feeling came back. She subconsciously moved closer to him and felt warmth travel through her body despite the blistering cold. "Oh, by the way, I finally got a cell phone so I can keep in touch with you."

"About time you caught up with the technological age," he joked. "Can I see it?"

Raven pulled it out of her back pocket and handed it to him. "A RAZR? Nice." He flipped it open and began fiddling, and before long he stopped, turned the phone around, aimed it at himself, and turned it back around to show her that he had put in a photo contact of himself.

"Cute picture," Raven chuckled. "I especially like your dimples."

"I always knew they attracted women."

Raven smiled as he quickly set himself to number two on the speed dial (after her voice-mail), and slid the phone into her back pocket. "Thank you."

"Now you call me anytime you feel like it, you hear? No matter what time, no matter where you are. I'm always up to talk," he started, looking her straight in the eye. "Ok babe?"

She smiled genuinely, reaching up to hug him tight. "Ok. Thanks."

They walked on, enjoying the silence. "Do you know what I love?" Raven asked softly, her hand coming up to intertwine with his resting upon her shoulder.

"Me?" he suggested jokingly.

Raven chuckled. "Yes, yes, think what you want..." she trailed off with a sly smirk as he feigned hurt. "But I really love the winter time. I've always been told it's the season that best represents my soul, but I love it because I think it's beautiful. Especially with the snow in Jump City."

"It is beautiful," he told her, looking down. "Just like you." Raven blushed, but said nothing. "You wanna know something?" he asked her, and she nodded vigorously. "I think my heart stopped that day I saw you walk into the club. I saw you and felt an instant connection to you, like you were my soulmate standing in the middle of the dance floor with your cute shy stance. Stop me if I'm freaking you out or something, but...I felt something between us. Did you?"

She stopped him and looked up into his familiar emerald eyes, remembering back to that night. "I-I did," Raven stuttered. "I don't know. I was drawn to you."

Raven looked down to their feet, which were very close, then back up into his Caribbean blue eyes.

Wait, what?

"Why are your eyes blue?" she asked him, cocking her head to one side.

"Oh, they change sometimes," he responded quickly. A little too quickly. "It depends on the light I'm standing in. It's really cool...they were silver once or twice." Raven made an 'O' with her mouth, then chuckled.

"That's cute." She smiled lightly and watched as the light shone in his eyes and clouded them for a minute. They were back to emerald green. "They're back to green." He chuckled as he watched the childlike innocence mirrored on her face. Keith's arm snaked around her waist and he pulled her closer, his palm cupping her face as they both drew closer into a soft kiss.

"This winter is lasting forever, at least for tonight."

Around them, a soft snowfall began.

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