A/N: The song I used is a remake, but I'm using the remake artist's name because the version they did is better.

Disclaimer: I wish.

TT2

Raven's eyes widened. "Gabe!" she hissed. "They're coming!"

"Shit," he cursed, pushing her away and pulling off his guitar. "Make sure this finds its way back into its stand in the back room, mmkay?" he told Jared, shoving it into his arms. "Gotta jet, Jare. Tell everyone I say bye." Gabe then took her hand and began pulling her as they sprinted towards where he had parked his motorcycle. Starfire and Robin took off after them.

"Jump on!" Gabe yelled at her, starting it up as she swung her leg over and slipped the helmet on. He revved it up, forgetting to grab his own helmet out of the compartment under the seat, and took off. They were on the road soon and thought they were safe, until Starfire and Robin came up behind them on the R-cycle. "Never thought I'd get to see those two in regular clothing, and under the weirdest of circumstances," he yelled back.

Raven managed a feeble laugh. "Look, I know this shortcut they're going to take, but I know a faster one. Take a quick right ahead!" she yelled, tightening her grip around his waist as he took a sharp curve around a building. "Now they can't see us, take another quick right." He took another sharp curve and she squealed slightly, which he merely smirked at. "Now a left on Congress Street."

He stopped at a stop sign and then took the left and began on a speed down this road. "How long?" he yelled back to her.

"Follow this-like-two miles to Main and then it takes you right to the bridge," she told him. "But, wait. Stop, stop!" she ordered him. He skidded to a stop in front of a semi-brightly lit, empty park. Raven took out her communicator and fiddled with the buttons before pressing the speaker to her ear. He leaned over and began listening intently, aware of how close they were.

"Hey, look, Vic will you go check up on Raven for us?" Robin's voice sounded, and it was obvious she had tapped into his communicator's frequency. "We're worried about her, that's all," he lied smoothly.

"Mmkay," they heard Vic on the other end say. "I'm in my room, so It'll just take me a second." He was humming to himself as you heard the sounds of sitting up and the whoosh of his door.

Raven turned off her communicator. "Shit! Make us appear in my room, now! They can't know I was gone!" Gabe took her hand and immediately, with a pop and a sick feeling they were in her room. She ushered him into the closet, pulled on pajama shorts, and ruffled her hair, to make it seem as if she were sleeping.

"I can see you, you know," he told her.

"Sick-o!" she gasped. "Close your eyes!" She pulled on her pajama bottoms. "God...men!"

"You shoulda warned me!" he protested, but she silenced him as there was a knock on her door.

"Rae, you ok in there?" came the familiar voice she knew as the voice of her older brother (or as close as he could get). "Raven? You asleep?" But she responded that she was awake (in a fake sleep voice) and would be right there. She went to the door and half-opened it, sticking her head through.

"Hey Vic. What's up?" she asked nonchalantly.

"Robbie wanted me to check up on you. He worries about you, you know," he reminded her, about the umpteenth time since Gar's death.

"I know. Tell Anal-Retentive I'm fine." Vic chuckled, and repeated 'She's fine' back into his communicator. Robin's response sounded like he had a hard time believing it, but accepted it and the line went dead. "I'm going to go to sleep. Don't bother me, ok?"

"Ok, Rae." He ruffled her hair and let his hand travel down to her cheek to stroke it softly. "Sweet dreams."

"Back at ya, home boy," she responded with a slight smile as his large form began to walk away. Her door made the metallic whoosh signaling its closing, and she leaned back against it and let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding. "Psst...Gabe," she hissed, and he stepped from the closet, half-smiling. Gabe walked towards the door and leaned up against it, consequently leaning against Raven as well.

"Hey there," he started casually.

"You're on me," she stated blatantly.

"Yes, I am."

Raven sighed. "Ok, let's get back to what we were doing," she told him. He shrugged and agreed, taking her hand and making them disappear together. They arrived back where his motorcycle was parked, and they both returned facing the park.

"What do you say?" he asked. "Does that park look good enough for you?"

Raven looked up at him and smiled, before taking his wrist and dragging him into the vacant park. He merely smiled and followed her willingly. They followed along the path and Raven decided to bring them to a grassy patch next to a playground. They fell to the ground, Raven on top of Gabe, and they rolled down a small, grassy hill before coming to a halt at the bottom. Their hearts were beating rapidly and their breath was slightly ragged. Gabe was now resting slightly on her, but was using his arms to keep most of his weight off of her. He leaned down, his lips on her ear, his hot breath a nice change from the cool December air.

"I think we're alone now. There doesn't seem to be anyone around," he whispered in her ear.

"I think we're alone now," Raven replied, her voice soft. "The beating of our hearts is the only sound."

There was a slight silence where all they exchanged were small smiles.

"I thought this was supposed to be a friendly outing?" he asked, with another smirk that had become his trademark in all of two hours.

"I don't see anything less than friendly here," was her response and her hands came up to rest on his forearms on either side of her face. "I think this is something two friends would do. Don't you?"

"Is this something two friends would do?" he asked, before he leaned down and softly pressed his lips to hers. She responded only slightly, but that was all she had time to do before he pulled away.

Instead of answering his question, she instead turned her head. "Do you wanna feel like a kid again?" she asked, ignoring all that had just transpired. He smiled in response, and she slid herself out from under him and pulled him up. Playfully, he resisted when she tugged him towards the swing set on the playground. She turned and fell back onto the swing, pushing herself up and feeling the cool breeze hit her face.

"I always feel like a kid," he responded to her previous statement, falling back into a seat just like she had. "Don't worry about making me feel like one again."

Raven looked towards him and smiled. "You remind me of Garfield."

"How so?" he asked with a small smile.

"You are so childish. You know when to be serious, but you're such a goofball. And the way you look. Your face, your hair, your eyes. You're exactly how I would imagine him if he were normal," she told him. "You're like his twin or something."

"Is that a compliment?" He retorted.

"I guess so. But a real compliment would be saying your kiss is almost as good as his." He merely continued to smile.

"Almost?" he asked.

"Almost. Garfield was an amazing you could not top," Raven told him. "And I've only kissed him twice! Once when I accidentally collided with him in the hall and he was in a towel and I kinda couldn't control my hormones, and once the night before his passing." Raven kept swinging, a gentle creak meeting her ears, and looked up to Gabe.

"I've never told anyone that."

"I'll take it to the grave," he started. He held out his pinky. "Pinky promise."

Raven pinky-promised it.

"Do you ever miss Gar?" he asked.

"Always. Every second of every day. He may not of known it, but he meant a lot to me, just like everyone else. But there was something there that I didn't have with anyone else," she sighed. "I'm not afraid to admit I might have loved him. But since he passed before I could experiment with my feelings, the bond between us was never so strong. I regret that."

"I'm sorry," he told her, his tone genuine. "If he were here now, I'm sure he'd treat you like the amazing woman you are."

She smiled. "Thank you." Raven then stopped swinging abruptly and looked to Gabe, who had mirrored her actions. "It's not fair. Many times I tell myself only the good die young. It's so true." He watched her glistening eyes and part of him died, right there. "I felt like, that night, a small hole opened up in my heart and I've been trying to ignore it. No matter what I do, the void is always there."

He leaned over in his seat, his lips an inch away from hers. "I can help you fill it." He gently touched his lips to hers, his hand cradling her face with the utmost care.

Raven, though, pulled away after what seemed like only a few short seconds. She looked at him with a slightly shocked expression on her "I-I'm...look..." Raven sputtered a bit. "Can you take me home?" she asked, her voice soft and emotionless.

"Raven, look-"

"Please?" she asked, not begging, just...asking.

"Yea, sure," he agreed, his voice monotone. "Follow me." He took her hand gently in his and led her back to his motorcycle, words unspoken between them. Raven hopped on back after slipping on her helmet, and held his waist as he took off.

It was a short and silent ride to the tower. Raven clamored off and rested the helmet on the back of the seat, and shared a meaningful glance with Gabe. "Thanks," she whispered hoarsely. He nodded in response. Raven touched his hand on the handlebar before floating serenely up to her room.

Gabe squeezed his eyes shut and nodded to himself, realizing that wasn't the way he planned on winning Raven's heart. "Way to go," he whispered to himself. "Way to fuck things up with the only woman who could ever love you, Gar."

TT2