"Vanessa, wait."

The four girls stopped, and Vanessa turned around and looked at her. She had cut her hair short and it was bleached. The three girls she was with Logan recognised as the three girl who had bullied her in the first grade. Logan's stomach tightened, but she didn't know if it was something coming off the girls, or if it was her bad history with them.

"You want to do something later?"

"Ness, are you coming?"

Vanessa looked at her, and Logan could feel her pain. Then she turned and walked away with the three other girls. Logan couldn't breath. It was two weeks until school ended, and Logan had felt Vanessa growing more and more apart, and it wasn't so bad, if it hadn't been for the people she was growing with.

"Logan, what's wrong?"

Logan hadn't noticed that she was crying. She looked down and dried her tears. Then, looking back up, tried to give a smile to Victor.

"I'm fine."

"Don't lie."

Her smile vanished.

"Please talk to Vanessa."

"Why? Can't you just leave us alone and go back to your real friends?"

Logan's hand went up like she was trying to defend herself. The boy turned around, but didn't leave. The truth was, Victor too was drifting away from her. They weren't the children hiding behind her legs anymore, and she was happy for that. She was. Honest. But she hated that they rejected her. And she really was afraid that Vanessa would be hurt by the three girls.

"You know I'm happy you and Vanessa is branching out, but I really don't like her friends. I think something bad is going to happen."

He turned around, and his face was softer. Then it hardened again and Logan could feel the distinct signature of Jack and Sahara.

"I'll talk to you later."

He left, and again Logan couldn't help the tears running down her face.

"Logan what's wrong?"

Logan couldn't say a word. Jack pulled her close and all she could do was cry against his shoulder. She felt like she was losing two of her best friends, and there wasn't anything she could do about it.

--

It was late and Logan walked back and forth in her room. Her entier body was antsy, and thou she knew something was wrong, she couldn't say what or with who. It had started to rain, but she didn't notice before thunder plowed itself through the room and her mind like a tractor. She turned around knocking over a picture. It fell to the ground and the glass protecting it from dust and greasy fingers broke. It was from the twin's ninth birthday. Logan bent down and fished the picture out of the shards. She priked her finger and got blood on Vanessa. Vanessa was still not home. Vanessa who was hangig out with those girls. Vanessa was in trouble. Logan ran over to Victor's room and pounded on his door. He opened, earphones on, exposing just one ear so he could listen.

"I think Vanessa's in trouble."

"She's a big girl Logan."

"High school's different from Junior high Victor."

His face hardened.

"She's just a kid."

"We're thirteen. And you didn't seem to mind when we got bumped up. But then you forgot about us didn't you?"

"Stop being so posesive and jealous."

That was the problem wasn't it. They had always been so jealous. Not only Victor, but Vanessa as well. They didn't understand that she could love them as much as Jack and Sahara, and that that was okay.

"She's in trouble Victor. Please, can you call her?"

He sighed, but grabbed his cellphone and called. She didn't pick up.

"I'm sure she's fine Logan. I'm sorry I yelled at you."

"It's okay. You can't help what you feel."

Logan tried to smile, but her face was pale gray.

"Maybe it'll help if you eat."

Victor grabbed her hand and lead her to the common room. All the titans were there. Bee was sitting on the couch, her skin so pale she looked white, Raven and Starfire on either side of her. Logan and Victor froze.

Raven knew Logan had felt something. She was surprised to realise that Logan's empathy powers extended her own. But it wasn't so surprising. She had her fathers heart and thou she was forced to control her emotions she still indulged herself in them in a way Raven had never allowed herself. That was her strength and weakness.

"What happened?"

It was Victor who spoke. He was a smart kid, he knew something was wrong.

"It's your sister. There was a drug party, and she was there. The police raided it, but she and those so called friends of her ran before the police got them. They found one of them now, she had to go to the hospital."

Logan turned even paler. Raven was trying to reasure Bee, but kept looking at Logan.

"She's gonne die."

There was one big difference between Cyborg and Raven, and Robin and Beast Boy. Because while Robin and Beast Boy always had the fear that everyone they loved would one day leave them, because they already had lost people very close to them, Cyborg and Raven had grown up truly believing that they would never be loved. Neither Raven nor Cyborg had ever had anyone who had expressed that they loved them and therefore they believe that they would never get anyone to love them as Beast Boy and Bee did, or that they one they would themselves be a parent, having grown up without them.

And if it had only been anyone else that had said it, someone who was just scared or upset, Cyborg wouldn't have done what he did. But because it was Logan, because it was something of a prophecy, he snapped. He grabbed her arm and pushed her against the wall.

"Where is she?"

"I don't know."

"If you can figure out she's going to die, you can figure out where she is."

"Cyborg let go of her."

"Cy I promise I don't know where she is."

"Tell me where my daughter is."

Her arm was bleeding and Raven covered his arm in black energy. Forcing him to let go. Logans arm was crushed. She fell to her knees.

"I know where she is."

Suddenly Victor was standing in front of Logan holding his cellphone up.

"I hacked her phone and got the gps coordinates. If she still has her cellphone on, I know where she is."

"You sure. She's smart, she could probably trick the gps."

"I know where she is."

Logan got to her feet. Her good arm holding her broken.

"You have to go quickly. You have save her."

Raven walked over to Logan, wanting to heal her. She brushed her off.

"You ave to go too. Quickly."

"Logan..."

"Please. She's going to die."

Raven looked over at Cyborg, the man who had hurt her child, the man who was losing his own. She nodded and the three of them plus Robin left.

Logan was swaying before falling over in her father's arms.

"Get Lewis Star. Quickly."

Star flew out of the room and Bee, suddenly very calm, got to her feet and ran over to help put Logan in the sofa. She was warm, bright green, and gasping for breath. But not because of the arm as the people around her thought. She was gasping for breath because Vanessa was gasping for breath. She was warm because Vanessa was warm, and when she cried out about an hour later it wasn't because her arm hurt, or because Lewis was doing anything wrong.

Vanessa was dead.

--

TINY TITAN VANESSA STONE CAUGHT IN DRUG RING!

VANESSA STONE DOING DRUGS!!

VANESSA STONE STONED!!!!!!

Logan just looked at the papers and could feel her anger grow. There had been dozens of people arrested during, and it was three nights ago, but because Vanessa was the daughter of the titans it was her name and face that was covering the papers. They didn't care that Vanessa had died, or that she was now, after a miracle, lying in the hospital. They didn't care about her. They just used the story for what it was forth. Happy stories didn't sell papers.

Her world turned red and green and she started to tear up all the papers.

She hated them. They didn't care that just turned thirteen year old girl was fighting for her life. They didn't care she was just a kid. They.... They.... Someone placed their arms around her and her heart stopped racing. Her word turned back to normal, and when Jack pulled her against her chest she started to cry. The newspapers turned to dust by their feet.

"This should cover it."

Sahara gave the clerk some money before gently wrapping her arms around Logan's waist and resting her head on her back.

"Victor said she asked for you."

She looked up and at the boy standing in the hall looking at her trough the door.

"We'll be here when you're done."

"No. Please don't."

Jack kissed her before Logan followed Victor down the hall and up the elevator.

"How's your arm?"

Lewis had done what he could, but he wasn't fully trained in his powers yet. It was still sore and she had it in a sling.

"Fine."

They stopped outside Vanessa's room. She was lying in the bed, but turned as they walked in. There was a steady sound og beeping in the room. Victor closed the door behind her and Logan and Vanessa were the only two people in the room. Logan mumbled her mantra over and over as she walked over to the bed so her powers wouldn't go out of control and destroy one of the machines. There were so many of them.

"Did they tell you?"

"You're heart gave up, mom saved you, but now you have to get a new heart."

Vanessa nodded, moved the neckline down so Logan could se a scare on her chest.

"Dad made me a mechanical one. Like he has. It's so cool. Me and Victor actually made some improvements on it before it went in."

Logan sat down on the bed and nodded.

"You're mad at me aren't you? Don't say you're disappointed because mom already did that speech, and don't say I told you so. That's so cliché."

Logan hugged her.

"I felt you die."

When Logan pulled away Vanessa was looking at her dumbstruck.

"How was that for cliché?"

"What do you mean you felt me dying?"

Logan hit her playfully with her good arm.

"I mean I'm empathic, so before you go do something like that again, please warn me."

Vanessa nodded, before she started to cry.

"I'm sorry Logan. You tried to warn me, and I didn't listen. I'm so sorry."

Logan lied down next to her.

"You were angry with me, and rebelled. It's okay, you can't help what you feel. I should know."

Vanessa buried her face in Logans chest and Logan started to stroke her.

"How come you know what to say?"

"Some knowledge you are born with. Some you gain with age."

"You're not that much older than me."

The two girls laughed and the lights flickered. That was okay.

--

Logan didn't like the garage. It was damp, filthy and filled with a world she wasn't a part of. But Cyborg had spent every moment at home here. This was his world. Her arm was fully healed now, and to be honest Logan was proud of the scar. She felt grown up and... She stopped as she saw Cyborg bent over something.

"Hi."

He looked up and she could feel the guilt. What he did, no matter how scared he was. What he did, was wrong. He knew that, she knew that, most people knew that.

"I forgive you."

He looked at her with a surprised look on his face, then he shook his head and calmed down.

"I shouldn't."

"I know. I still forgive you."

"Logan when people hurt you that way, you shouldn't forgive them like I did. People could take advantage of that."

Logan walked over to him.

"I forgive you. I'm only allowed a certain amount of feelings, and I'm not going to waist them on being scared or angry at you. You shouldn't either."

He looked at her and to her suprise, he was crying. Logan didn't know what to do or say so she just let him cry. When he was done he sighed and dried his cheek.

"No wonder you're a heart breaker."

She looked confused at him, but he just turned.

"So do you have any preferences or wishes?"

"What do you mean?"

Logan walked up to him and looked down at the blue prints. It was for a new car.

"Well, you're turning sixteen in a little under two years. I thought I could start with the blue prints."

"For what?"

"You're car. There isn't much I can do for you kids, but a car when your sixteen. That I can do."

Logan hugged him. It was the right thing to do.