"Raven, I have the cream of ice, let us pigs out."

"Star I need to talk to you. About something important."

"What is it friend Raven?"

Starfire sat down on her bed.

"Is it talk about Beast Boy? Do you want to do the gossip? You'll talk about him, and I'll tell you things about Robin. Robin looks at himself in the mirror and measure."

"No it's not that. I'm leaving the team."

"You are not pregnant? Robin says that when couples do the copulations you have to be careful not to be pregnant."

Raven almost chocked. Of course Starfire would be the one to guess it, and Robin would be the only person who still used the word copulation and pass it on to his poor alien girlfriend.

"It's not that. I can't see you anymore. Any of you."

"Why not?"

"I can't tell you. But please know that I'm not doing this lightly. I'm doing this because its the right thing to do."

Silence were the two girls just looked at one another, before Starfire nodded, but didn't try to hide her tears.

"I trust you Raven. You wouldn't leave us unless you had a good reason."

The two women hugged.

"Just promis me that you'll be safe Raven."

"I promis."

"And do you still want to pigs out?"

Raven couldn't help a small laugh between her tears.

"Yeah. Let's pigs out. And tell me more about Robin and what he measures."

--

"Cyborg I'm leaving."

"What? Why? Did that grass-stain do something?"

"No, and you can't tell him I left."

"You don't think he'll notice. I know he's not the most attentive person in the world, but even he'll notice it when you're gone."

Raven gave him a faint smile.

"Just trust me."

"But you're still leaving."

She nodded and tried to ignore the mist in his eyes.

"I have to ask you something. I want you to keep an eye on Beast Boy. Make sure he's all right."

"Are you going to be alright?"

"I don't know."

That had been the first time she had admitted to anyone, herself included, that she might be over her head. But she couldn't help it. This was the only way to keep her child. They looked at one another. Cyborg hated to let her go, but he had done it enough times to know it would be hypercritical to try to stop her.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Be there for him."

"You know I'll be."

He hugged her and Raven let him. Closing her eyes and letting her tears run when hidden.

"I'll miss you Rae."

"I'll miss you too. All of you."

That was also the first time she admitted that. She hugged the cyborg a little tighter, and was happy the cyborg hugged her a little tighter back.

--

"Look what I've got. Attack of the teenage mutant rabit. Part three and four quarters."

Beast Boy held the film out toward her with a proud grin on his face.

"Okay, lets watch that."

"What? No moral lecture about how films like that rotts the brain and that there are better things to do?"

He looked shocked at her, then pointed at her as he always did when he was shocked over something she said.

"What's your agenda."

"Nothing, if you don't want to watch the movie..."

"What's going on?"

Raven walked over to him. She wanted to tell him the truth, but her voice vanished. Her breath became quick and her heart beat so loudly he had to hear it.

"I just thought if you got to choose what movie we saw, I could choose what we did afterwards."

He grinned. He was so wonderful. Before Raven could stop herself she bent over and smelt him. His cologne and natural sents. Natural being the key word. He was the animal man, it was only logical that his sent would remind her of the nature.

"What are you doing?"

"So do you want to watch the movie or not?"

"I'll fire opp the popcorn."

Raven sighed and was suddenly grateful over his daftness. She put in the dvd, before sitting down in the sofa. When Beast Boy sat down beside her she curled up in his arms. It didn't take long before she was hiding her face in his shoulder, yelling at him when he said it was okay and it of course wasn't.

"You can look up now."

"You're just tricking me again."

"No, the movie is over. Listen. It's the credits."

Raven looked up, and true there was the credits. Then suddenly the monster came flying, or jumping to be more precise, over the screen and Raven screamed again. Beast Boy was laughing beside her. She hit him on the chest.

"Moron."

She leaned back and looked at him. She wanted to say goodbye, but her voice vanished, and all she could do was look at him. He would never let her go if he knew. He would never be able to get over her. No, that wasn't true. Time would force him to move on. She was just not strong enough to say goodbye to him. She got to her feet and gave him her hand. He followed her with complete trust. Raven hated to trick him, but she couldn't do anything. She wanted the child inside her, his child. He had made her want it. So when he was finally a sleep she kissed him one last time, she stood up, showered, got dressed.

"I love you."

He grinned, but didn't reply. He was too gone. Then Raven left and vanished.

--

Beast Boy had always been the drinker of the group, but he had never been an alcoholic. He sat in the dark corner of what had now become his new place. The people who were there was only there for one thing. To drink. To drink to forget, or to drink to get away. No one bothered him. Here he sat so he wouldn't have to go home to the tower. To lie down in the bed knowing she wasn't there. That she was gone, maybe hurt and that he couldn't help her. His body shook and he covered his face as he started to cry again. The others had given up. Truthfully, he had given up. An again his family was gone because he was weak. Because he couldn't help them. He couldn't lift his arm to finish his drink and just looked at the golden liquid. In the glass he could se a reflection of him self. He hadn't shaved, he had dark cirkles under his eyes. No wonder she vanished. He was weak. His arm flew over the table, bringing the floor and the glass to a shattering encounter. A young girl, who worked there for the same reasons that people drank there, came over and started to clean up. Then she placed a new glass in front of him. Not a word uttered, neither from her, the other guests, or the older man working behind the bar. The young girl's only friend and guard. Beast Boy grabbed the glass and emptied it in one go. Trying desperately to find some relief at the bottom of the glass. If only for one night.

--

Rachel screamed as a new contraction forced her to grab the railing. She was scared that something wrong since the first contraction was less than ten minutes ago and had broken her water. She needed to get to the hospital.

"Are you okay?"

Rachel grabbed her stomach and screamed.

"I guess not."

Someone helped Rachel up to her feet, and Rachel leaned on her new helper. Together they got to the street, got in a taxi and got to the hospital. Rachel was rushed to the delivery room, and when the young blond girl started to leave Rachel held her back.

"I don't want to do this alone. Please."

"I won't leave."

Rachel started to push. With every push her body shook. Something was wrong. She needed to get this baby out.

"Something is wrong."

The doctor, an old man with grey hair looked at the stomach, at the baby that didn't want to get out, and the tired teenage mother. He turned to a nurse and talked with her in such a low whisper the two women couldn't get it. They took an ultrasound.

"What''s wrong?"

"Ms. Roth, the baby's cord is wrapped around her throat."

"Well can't you just put your fingers in there and fix it."

Rachel squeezed her new friends hand and was happy she was angry. She didn't have the strength.

"We need to do an emergency caesarian. We're going to give you epidural so you'll be awake the whole time."

"If you'd just follow me, I will help you get prepped."

"Okay, but does it have to be that shade of green? It looks so, hopsitalish."

A nurse guided Rachel's new friend out as another one came and gave her a shot. Then they rolled her into an operating room.

"Where's"

"I'm here."

The blond girl grabbed Rachel's hand and smiled.

"I told you. I'm not going anywhere."

The surgen cut open her stomach, wich Rachel luckily couldn't see because of the curtains they put up so mother's wouldn't freak out over some stranger cutting a big hole in their body and pulling out babies. He pulled out a baby, but she didn't scream or move. Her lips were blue and her face purple. The doctor put her down on the table while the surgen continued to pull out the plasenta and all of the other things they removed with a caesarian. For half an hour the doctor worked with the baby, for half an hour her mother couldn't stop looking at her.

"Doctor, it's over."

"No."

"Doctor."

Rachel had started to cry. Then the child's chest started to move up and down without help. The doctor sighed and looked over at Rachel. When she knew her baby would be okay she turned to her new friend and cried into her stomach.

--

"How are you?"

Rachel looked up from her book and smiled as the blond girl walked in.

"Fine. Thank you for not leaving me alone."

"Listen, I've seven older sisters. When a pregnant woman tells you to do something, you do it."

They laughed. Rachel was sitting in a rocking chair holding her daughter. The girl sat down on the bed.

"I'm Cassie by the way."

"Rachel."

They shook hands.

"Who's this?"

"Logan."

"Logan? Isn't that a guy name?"

Rachel smiled as her daughter grabbed her finger.

"After her father."

"Oh, is he dead?"

Rachel laughed again.

"No. He's in Africa studying."

"Oh, he left you. Why do you want to name her after him? Forget him."

"No. When he comes, I want him to know I never forgot him. I want him to know I waited for him."

"And why are you so sure he'll come?"

Rachel looked down at the little girl.

"Because he loves me. Because he loves his daughter, even if he doesn't know he has one yet. He won't forget me."