Logan was quite aware of what she was seeing, and yet it seemed impossible. In a quick paste she had seen her mother find out she was pregnant, leave her family and become Rachel Roth. She saw her father met Rachel and in the idea she was Raven went as far as to kidnap her baby, wich Logan recognised as herself. Logan had heard the story, but still, seeing it play out in front of her eyes was, breathtaking. Her mothers pain when she was forced to leave the people she loved, her fathers pain in losing the woman he loved. It was so real. She had caused so much pain simply by being created.

She saw the woman take her and suddenly everything turned to light. Logan looked around to find a new clue as to what was happening. Why she saw the past in that way. Her search was answered by a baby's cry, and having nothing else to do, and a bit because she was curious, Logan followed the sound. The baby, wich she concluded was herself, was lying on the ground crying. It didn't seem right, to have her lying there, so Logan picked her up.

"You've caused a lot of trouble, you know that?"

The baby had stopped crying and was now looking at her. She was looking at herself, a concept worthy of most sci-fi authors. Logan waged her finger to entertain her, and the baby grabbed it, hard.

"He was right, we are evil. We made mom leave everyone she has ever cared about. Her family, her home. We cost her everything."

"On the other hand you can say you were the one thing Raven loved enough to leave her family for."

Logan looked up and at the woman and recognized her as the person her mother had made a deal with. Azar. She was smiling, and thou there was something familiar about her Logan couldn't place her. She just knew she had seen her somewhere before, before she was whisked into this limbo state.

"Don't be a fool. Don't throw away your mother's gift so lightly."

"I've caused so much pain. He told me..."

"What he said is true, but it's not all of it."

Suddenly her parents were there again. Raven was standing a little away from him.

"I would have lost her, if I hadn't done what I did. And do you know what? I would do it again."

Silence. Logan looked back and forth between her parents.

"I knew you wanted children."

"I never said that."

"No. Not in those words, but I knew. And please don't insult my intelligence by denying it."

She looked down, and Logan could tell she was losing control.

"It killed me. Knowing you wanted something I couldn't give you. I hated it when you started to talk about our future together, because it involved things that couldn't be."

Her cup shook and she placed it down on the table. Breathing slowly with closed eyes.

"And then it happened. I got pregnant. And something changed. I changed."

She opened her eyes and looked straight at him.

"You changed me. You made me want that child more than I've ever wanted anything in my entire life. So I made a deal. Raven couldn't have a child, but Rachel could."

"That's true too. Just as true as what he said."

Logan looked down at herself. Then at Azar. The baby squeezed her finger tight. Logan thought about all the pain she was going to face if she chose to live. All the physical pain. All the pain and selfishness of others. All the pain she would inadvertently and purposely give to others and that others would give her. Then she realised she had a choice. She could leave and go back into the nothingness. The place where there was no pain, no sorrow, no happiness and no joy. None of the bad things that would happen in the lives of the people she cared about would be by her hand, and none of the good things either. She would turn into the child of Rachel and her fake boyfriend Alex. She would only be a small memory in the lives her parents would then live. And she would be free.

"Is it worth it?"

"You won't know that until you've live a full life child."

"You sound like Lewis. My brother."

"A smart kid."

"And both of you sound like an after school special."

Azar laughed. It sounded strange and out of place.

"Some things are so true in such a fundamental way that saying them again is like saying the world is round. No one is denying it. But when someone looses that truth the only way we know how to rebuild it is by being an after school special. And it only sounds like an after school special to thous who already recognise the statements as true, if only in a small, unconscious way."

Logan looked at her parents. Raven was being held up by Beast Boy, crying. Suddenly everyone was looking at her and the woman was gone.

"Logan."

Raven opened her arms and Logan gave her the baby.

"But the deal?"

"No more deal."

"But..."

"No buts. She's not the daughter of Rachel and Alex. She's the daughter of Raven and Beast Boy. With what that include. Don't forget that."

She wanted to tell them everything. Who she was, about her brother. About the things the future held for the baby she held so tight. But when she saw the joy in Raven's face as she looked down at her daughter, her voice vanished. She wasn't supposed to know. Logan smiled and looked at Beast Boy.

"Bye."

Then she vanished.

--

He was big, but that didn't scare her. Or it did, but she couldn't back away now. She had to fix it, or the world would end. It had ended. She had to fix it. He looked down at her.

"Yes?"

"Go away."

His laughter made the ground shake, and she fell to the ground.

"You think you can banish me grandchild?"

Logan felt something push her and she flew over the ground before landing in it again. She got to her hands and knees and coughed.

"You don't get that I control this world. You "

"You're mother could barley banish me."

"But she did banish you."

Logan managed to get to her feet. Not taking her eyes off him.

"You can be driven away."

"Not by you."

"I can fix this."

Logan's voice had rissen, but all she got back was more laughter. She fell to the ground, but again got to her feet and whispered a few magic words and light flew toward him, vanishing as they touched him. He laughed again and she fell to the ground.

"What did I tell you? You're just half the person your mother was."

"Good thing there are three of us then."

Logan looked up and saw Lewis, holding Lucky. The small boy gave her his hand and she grabbed it. Logan got to her feet, not letting go of his hand, looking only at the man.

"You blew it. You forgot to realise that by being humen we are born with hope. That even if we screw up, even if we ruin it, it can be fixed. That in the worst of days, when the world is against you and all you can feel is pain and sorrow, as little as a smile can brighten your day because it's proof that things will be better. It will pass."

Logan dragged her hand down Lucky's arm, feeling his powers, both maternal and paternal, and how he shared it with her. Then she did the same with Lewis. Trigon sent his energy down at them to destroy them, but Logan's shield stopped it.

"Our emotions control our powers, and that makes us weaker against the bad feeling. But stronger when we recognise the good."

The energy transformed in her hand into three white arrows. A bow formed, created by the same green energy as the forcefield.

"There is a difference between being bad, and doing a bad thing."

She let go of the arrows while whispering her mantra, and let the blinding white light that followed wrap her in darkness.

--

It took her a while to realise it was night. She moved her eyes to the cornes and recognised the med bay. She sat up and looked around. It was empty. She had just gone through a personal krisi, banished evil and decided that she wanted to live, and the room was empty. Of course. The door opened and she saw the siluett of Lewis, and in the light he provided she also finally saw Beast Boy and Raven sitting by the window. Logan smiled quickly to them before placing a finger over her mouth towards Lewis. He nodded and very carefully came inside, closing the door behind him. He walked over and sat down on the bed.

"You remember everything?"

Her voice was just a whisper. He nodded and Logan smiled.

"We won."

He nodded again.

"Thank you."

Finally he looked at her and gave her a small smile.

"Logan."

Lucky had slammed the door open and screamed out. Logan placed her finger over her mouth, but the gesture was futile. He pressed a button, wich proved to be the alarm.

"Turn it off."

"Sorry."

He turned the alarm off and the lights on, but he had already gathered a small following in the hall and woken both his parents. Ignorant of this he ran to her side and hugged her. She hugged him back. Then Lucky was replaced by Vanessa, Angela and Abby. She turned to Lewis and whispered.

"How long was I out?"

"Five days. Sahara and Jack was here the first three days, but mom finally convinced them to go home. They'll be happy you're all right. Sahara has super short hair now, and she's coloured the tips pink, green and white. Jack didn't get any permenant scaring."

Logan smiled, happy her friends were okay, when she saw Victor, standing by his father. His left arm and right leg was replaced with robotics. Her smile vanished. Then suddenly Lucky was standing in front of him.

"Logan this is so cool. Ever since we came back from fighting that man look at what I can do."

A chair next to her bed suddenly flew up and into the walls, forcing most to seek cover in the process. Lucky had his fathers look when he realised what he had done. He touched the back of his head.

"He he. Sorry."

They didn't seem that pleased with the change.