Disclaimer: Teen Titans are soo not mine.

A/N: I still want to thank everyone who read and reviewed. I really do appreciate all of you. And it was definitely a joy writing this chapter. I swear, this chapter wrote itself it was so damn fluffy. I hope you like it.

TT2

This takes place the day after the last chapter

"Yo Gar!" A voice called from behind him. He slipped off his headphones and twisted his torso in his seat to see his colleague sitting in front of the computer. The russet-haired man, twenty-six years of age, was grinning up at his friend.

"What up, Demon?" Gar asked, using his nickname.

"Raven's on the chat," the man, whose real name was Damon, told him with a knowing smirk. Gar's eyes bugged out of his head, before he leapt over the table separating them and landed on the floor in front of Damon. He had rolled his chair away from the computer to let Gar land on the hard floor.

"Bastard," Gar coughed, hastily scrambling up and nursing his side, before popping his head up and staring at the computer screen. He squealed an octave above the normal human's voice, and quickly grabbed the mouse.

"You really love that chick don't you?" Damon asked, leaning back against the computer chair and crossing his arms over his chest, which was clothed in a black shirt.

"Rae is soo not a chick…" Gar trailed off, smiling dreamily.

Damon harrumphed, blowing a locked of Jet black-dyed hair out of his eyes. "If she's got hooters and a hot bod, I'd call her a chick," Damon muttered, but Gar heard him.

"Shut up man, that's my girl you're talking 'bout!" Gar snarled.

Gar, since yesterday, had been working at an internet radio establishment called AlternaMusic. It was the biggest Radio station within Gotham County. Damon was a long-time friend, and had gotten him the job. On the website (the only place you could access the station) there was a chat site for all of it's fans. And at the moment Raven was logged on, on the chat site, as 'Raven-Crow'. 'Demon Child' was the name Damon was logged in under, and Gar had the misfortune to have to use it to save time. Thankfully, though, the chat room was virtually empty at this time of day.

Demon child: Hey Rae-Rae. It's me, Gar.

Raven-Crow: Hey Gar. How's work?

"Man, you better get back to the radio!" Damon yelled at him to pull him from his reverie. Gar realized the song was ending.

"Damn!" Gar yelled. "Tell Rae to turn the radio up!" Damon rolled his eyes, before scooting his computer chair back to the computer and posing his fingers over the keyboard.

Demon Child: Hey Rae, tis Damon again. Gar's telling me to tell you to turn the radio up.

Gar jogged around the table and sat back in his chair, slipping the headphones back over his ears. Raven, at home, stared at her computer with a furrowed brow before shrugging and turning up the volume.

"Hey all you chillers out there. Before playing our next song, I just wanna take this time to make a shout out to my number one girl. Rae, this one's for you, babe," Gar stated softly into the microphone, before turning on the song.

Raven listened, biting back a grin, as he serenaded her on a national radio website and proceeded to turn on her favorite song (Normally she was more of a hardcore/metal person, but Gar convinced her to like Alternative). It was God Send Conspirator by Coheed and Cambria.

Raven gasped, her bated grin growing even larger. He remembered!

"Hold in your last breath and stare…" Raven sang beautifully, standing up from her computer chair and beginning to dance about the computer room. "Assure me your metronome left arm stick shift is stuck on the right words in your ear!"

Raven twirled and tripped on the ends of her baggy cargoes. She fell on her rear and began to laugh. It was amazing how she was such an uptight and unemotional person, even after Trigon's influence had been lifted, and Gar had come and changed all that. He made her feel free. He was the first person to hear her real laugh, and the first person to cause it.

Raven sat up and rested her arms on her knees. A few minutes later, the song had ended, and Gar came back on the air, blaring over her speaker. "Hey Rae-baby I hope you liked that. Had to scour my collection just to find it. Anyways, after a few words from our sponsors we got some of the Killers coming up, along with the Rasmus, Shabutie, and maybe a little Ska for a good measure. I'm thinking Reel Big Fish. This is Gar, out."

And the radio went to commercials.

Raven chuckled to herself, rolling her eyes. He would apparently never change.

TT2

Vic tossed his jacket against the back of his chair as he arrived in his apartment late that afternoon. Well, it was more into the evening, being it was nearly five thirty. He sighed as ran his hands over his face and collapsed onto his couch. It had been a rough day at the Jump City division of S.T.A.R. labs, where they were developing Victor's very own Holo-Rings. Holographic projector rings were very valuable to any police force.

Bruce was very interested in being a co-partner for his project, investing in any needs he might have for making the rings even more stable in their being.

Vic grabbed his controller off of the end table and flipped on the TV. Boxes still littered the place, and he knew he should clean it up, but he hadn't found the time as of yet. Work and other things had been occupying his mind.

A sudden ring broke him from his reverie. He pulled his cell phone from the pocket of his baggy jeans and flipped it open. "Yello?" he asked.

"Green," a jubilant voice on the other end replied.

"Wha?" Vic asked, scratching his bald Holo-head. He was still wearing his ring.

"You said yellow. I said green," the voice replied.

"Oh…hey babe," Vic groaned, rubbing his eyes. "What be up?"

"I've been spending all day with the guys, looking for new applicants for the Titans East. Believe or not, the crime rate is up in Steele City," Bee responded. "It's been hard these past few years, but I get by knowing you're waiting for me in Jump City."

"I'm always waiting here for you, babe," Vic told her. "Get any good applicants?" he asked, flipping through the channels, but paying more attention to the woman on the other line.

"Speedy's daughter is a shoe-in, of course. You ever met her?" Bee asked.

"No, never. Didn't know Speed-O was married."

"He's not. Apparently he had a girlfriend awhile back, who died giving birth and he was proven to be her father. He had legal custody," Bee told him softly, melancholy reminiscing of that time. Roy had been in his room for days, crying his eyes out.

"Oh man. That's terrible," Vic whispered, his voice going hoarse. He knew Roy was a good man and didn't deserve that type of heartache in his life.

"He had fun, raising Rhianna though. He's changed. He's learned some responsibility. Anyways, she's an amazing Archer. That's actually her nickname: Agile Archer. Her father was a real influence on her. I mean, she even looks exactly like him."

"That's amazing."

"Yea. We've also had a few other kids sign up. One named Kolulu, she can control Earth and the growth of plants. It's really cool to watch her do her thing. Then we have Mack, who can change his appearance at will, including his ability to turn invisible. And the last is Rourke, who can see the future, and also has powers of telekinesis. He's not like Raven, though, because he can only lift what he would actually be able to lift. No bus-benching or building-benching in the near future. He can become stronger, though. It's rather interesting," Bee explained, leaning back on the couch in her room and resting her head on the armrest.

"Cool. So, when are you coming over?" Vic asked her.

"My flight's a week from tomorrow," Bee told him. "I can't wait to see you, Sparky. It's been way too long."

"I can't wait to see you babe," Vic whispered huskily. "You're going to love what I did with the apartment. Manly enough for me but girly enough for you."

Bee chuckled on the other line. "That's great."

"Look, Bee, I'm going to go for a walk. I need to clear my head after work today. Conners is pushing me to finish the final blueprints I'll talk to you tomorrow, or maybe even tonight if I don't pass out first. I love you," Vic told her, resting his arm over his eyes.

"Ok, Vic. Don't push yourself. You don't want to wear yourself out before I get there," Bee murmured throatily.

"I won't, babe," he replied, definitely looking forward to that. "Bye."

"Seeya Sparky."

Vic closed his cell phone and dropped it into his pocket. He made sure his wallet was in his other pocket, just in case, before he stood up and walked out the door into the September air.

He crossed his arms over his chest as he strolled down the street, deep in thought. And it wasn't just work that was on his mind. It was more than that. He was thinking about Bee. He knew he loved her, and he had ever since the two had admitted their feelings the previous year. At the Sadie Hawkins dance, he knew she harbored feelings for him, but didn't think much of it, seeing as she was supposedly a villain. It just turned out she was working against Brother Blood

But Vic was confused. Lately he had been having some feeling in the pit of his stomach like something was about to happen to change his and Bee's relationship. But he loved her. What could change that?

Vic grunted as he ran into something solid. He watched a blur of pink fall backwards, before he easily darted forward and caught it around the waist.

The woman he had caught was about his age, give or take a year. She had straight pale pink hair and pale pink eyes. She was clad in a black tank top and tight-fitting blue jeans that hugged a nice pair of curves, with a pair of glossy black boots on her feet.

She looked familiar, but Vic couldn't place her face.

"Stone?" she breathed, her breath beginning to go shallow.

"How do you-?"

"It's me, Jinx."

Vic was so astonished he nearly dropped her. He was the only thing currently holding her up. "J-Jinx?"

"Yea, it's me," she told him. "I haven't seen you since-"

"Since I destroyed your headquarters and betrayed headmaster?" Vic asked, having that been the exact ting Bee had said when he first met her.

"I was going to say the fall formal, but that works," Jinx replied, a small smile adorning her face. The two began to receive odd stares, and Vic blushed a light hue of pink (as well as Jinx, but on her it looked more natural) before standing up.

"So Jinx, what's been up with you and the Hive?" Vic asked nervously. For some reason, he hated to think she was still with them.

"I-" Jinx looked away briefly, before returning her gaze to is penetrating chocolate brown eyes. "I'm not with the Hive anymore. After a while, I realized crime wasn't really my thing. I'm now an established bartender over on the west side of town. And it's Jenna now. I haven't been Jinx for a good long while."

"Oh…Jenna. That's great," he told her, scratching the back of his head nervously.

"I was just going to grab a bite to eat at a diner down the street. You wanna tag along?" she asked, politely smiling.

I really shouldn't. I have Bee waiting for me in Steele City. "Sure."

It's one harmless meal. How bad could it be?

"Cool," Jenna said aloud, smiling to create small dimples in her cheeks. "C'mon." She motioned him towards the path she had previously been following before they had collided. "So what have you been up to? I heard about the Titans breaking up."

"Well, we didn't really break up. We just moved on. We all figured we didn't want to spend our whole lives fighting crime, so we decided to initiate a new generation and do what we want to do," Vic told her, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"So what have you been doing?" Jenna asked curiously.

"I'm currently working at the Jump City division of S.T.A.R. labs. I'm working on a project with Bruce Wayne and Richard Grayson, to mass produce these rings," Vic told her, showing her the holo-ring on his finger. "Can magically alter your appearance. People would pay millions for it. Of course, it won't be available to public. I want to put it to good use, by selling it to the FBI, and letting them use it for Witness Protection Program members."

"That's awesome," Jenna told him, crossing her arms over her chest. "It's great to know people are still charitable in this world."

Vic smiled. "I can't believe it's been so long. I haven't seen you in years. It's got to have been at least five years now. You look so different."

Jenna blushed a light hue of pink. Vic seemed to just realize her skin was now longer a dullish gray. It was more light, more natural, but still rather pale. "Is that a compliment?"

"I'd say it is," he responded, an impish gleam in his eyes.

"Well you look very different," she replied. "I wouldn't have recognized you if you hadn't used those rings at the Hive."

"Well, I was just doing my thing. You know, the whole saving the city thing," he told her, looking up from his shoes and to her steady gaze. "I didn't really think much of it at the time."

Jenna shrugged in response. Before long, they came upon a quaint little diner. Vic held open the door as she slipped inside.

"Two, Gemma," she told the hostess.

"Two?" the hostess, a horse-faced blonde about five years older than them asked in disbelief.

"Yes, two," Jenna replied, sharing a look with the woman that said 'shut-up-now-or-I-will-most-definitely-crush-you-with-my-magic'. "Thank you."

The hostess grabbed two menus and led them towards a small booth near the middle of the diner. Vic and Jenna slid in, as the hostess handed them their menus. "The waitress will be by in just a sec." And she walked away.

The diner was moderately busy, with an old couple a few booths down, and four teenagers enjoying milkshakes. There was also a woman sitting at the bar, nibbling quietly at a plate of buffalo wings.

Jenna immediately disposed of her menu, without even looking at it. She knew what she wanted. "What are the other Titans up to?" Jenna asked curiously.

"Well, Richard and Kori…or Robin and Star are getting married in a month," Vic told her, taking a sip of the complimentary water on the table.

Jenna smiled and rolled her eyes. "Everyone in the Hive Five knew they loved each other. It's completely obvious, even to the villains."

"It was obvious to everyone. They were so thick," Vic chuckled.

"So what happened with the whole Star running away and coming back thing? All I had heard was that she disappeared and then reappeared thirteen years later," she started. "What was the deal with that?"

"Apparently, two months or whatever before she left, her and Robin were dating. When she left, she was pregnant. Well, she left because she was pregnant." Her eyes bugged out and she gasped slightly. "When we found her, she was unconscious in a bank, with her daughter there. We took her back to the tower to help her recover, and it ended up that she was really Starfire. She explained that she had left because she felt she was disgracing the Teen Titans by bringing a baby into this world under our roof. And well, the baby ended up being Robin's."

"Whoa. Drama," Jenna breathed.

"Yea. It's all ok now, though, because her daughter is one of the new Teen Titans, she's getting married to her long-lost love, and she has a steady job. Ain't bad." She chuckled. "And then Gar and Raven, Gar is Beast Boy, they're living together at the moment, and I think Gar is going to propose after Kori and Richard's wedding is over. Really no need to pull the spotlight on them while Richard and Kori are in it."

"And what about you?" she asked.

"What about me?"

"Well, last time I checked, Bee was harboring feelings for you," Jenna told him.

Before Vic could respond, the waitress came forward with a pad in hand. She was a raven-haired woman, about Jenna's age, looking rather unhappy in a pink waitress's dress and a white apron. She pulled a black pen from behind her ear, smirking slightly. "Hey Jinxy," the girl greeted. "Who's the boy?"

Jenna rolled her eyes. "What is it with the people around here and prying into every detail of my private life. He's an old friend of mine. Now, if you'll get back to your job, I'd like the usual."

The girl popped her gum rather noisily. "And what would you like?" she asked, pointing to Victor.

"I'll have what she's having."

The two handed their menus to the smirking woman and she briskly walked away. Jenna was still blushing an endearing hue of pink. "That's my friend Nora. I know everyone around her personally because I come here so often. I'm not such a great cook, so I often do take-out or come here. Anyways, she constantly teases me because I'm absolutely anti-social with the opposite sex. After Gizmo and Mammoth, I completely lost faith that guys could be intelligent and polite."

"Those two weren't exactly the brightest crayons in the box, were they?" Vic asked, chuckling slightly.

"No they were not. I was definitely the brain of the group. I was told they were lost after I left," she chuckled.

"So. How's life?" Vic asked. "Anything interesting happen?"

"Not really. I put myself through Bartending School with an inheritance my birth father left me. I'm a bartender up at Carl Rizzoto's. It's not the most glamorous job in the world, but it pays well and it's fun," Jenna explained, lacing her fingers and resting her hands in her lap.

"Carl Rizzoto's, eh? I've been there before…" Victor was about to add 'with Bee', but knew it wouldn't be too intelligent. "Never actually sat at the bar there though," he told her.

The two continued talking until their meals arrived ten minutes later. They were both hamburgers with fries. Nora sent a furtive glance towards Jenna, with a small smirk. Jenna merely tossed her pink hair behind her shoulder and ignored her.

Vic took a tentative bite of his burger. "Mm…" he trailed off. "You definitely have great taste in food."

"Thanks…" Jenna responded with a grin after she gulped down a bite of her own burger. "These are the best burgers in town and, trust me, I've been to every burger joint in town. I'm a total carnivore."

Vic let out a small laugh. "Me too. Gar is Vegan, so I'm always pushing meat on him. It's fun to watch him squirm in the presence of meat."

Jenna laughed. "I couldn't imagine being a Vegetarian, let alone a Vegan."

Vic smirked. "Finally! Someone who understands me!"

Before long, their meal was over. Vic gracefully offered to pay for their meal, considering as he was the one tagging along. Then he and Jenna left (with a few snickers from Nora) and began walking down the streets of Jump City.

"So, where do you live?" Vic asked her, his hands stuffed in his pockets yet again.

"Over on Magnolia Street," she told him, as they approached a crosswalk. For eight at night, it was still rather busy on the streets. It was rather dark as well, the full moon shining down upon both of them and illuminating their faces.

"Oh I live three blocks away from there. I'll walk you home," he offered, as they both hurriedly crossed the street.

"Wow. We've had to have been hanging out for an hour and I still don't know your name," she told him. "In case you haven't noticed, I can't exactly call you Stone."

"Well, close," Vic chuckled. "Stone is my last name. My first name is Victor. But don't call me that. Call me Vic."

"Ok, Vic," Jenna started. Suddenly, the cell-phone that was attached to her hip began to let off a jarring sound, which Vic had in moments determined to be a hardcore song. "Hold on." Jenna took the phone off of her hip and held it to her ear. "Hello?" There was a slight pause when Vic heard a masculine voice on the other end. He couldn't decipher what It was saying, but had heard one word: tomorrow. "Jake…tomorrow's my day off…No…Ask Mr. Ritornelli…Maya didn't…?" Jenna gasped. "Yea, I'll be in tomorrow. This better count as over-time though, because I did my 45 for the week. Jake…I'd love to, but not at the moment. Maybe later on tonight. Tell the guys I'm busy…Yeah…No…I'll talk to you later, ok? Bye."

She sighed before closing her phone and returning it to her hip. "What was that about?" Vic asked, an eyebrow raised as he watched her skeptically.

"My friend, Jake, from the bar I work at just called. Tomorrow's my day off, but my friend Maya broke her leg and can't get to work. I'm filling in for her. And then he wanted to take me out to hang with the guys later tonight," Jenna explained.

"The guys?" Vic asked.

"A bunch of guys I work with. Believe it or not, I'm not completely anti-social with the opposite sex. I just…haven't gone out on a date in seven years," she admitted bashfully, blushing a charming hue of crimson.

"Took a lot of guts to admit that," Vic told her with a small chuckle.

"I told you, people tease me. Of course, most of the time its playful banter between friends, but it feels weird to be twenty-seven and to have not had a date since my teenage years," she told him.

"Well, technically I haven't been on a date since I was twenty-one."

"But that's different," Jenna told him with a chuckle. "You've been living in a tower for God knows how long with one woman who was already claimed by your best friend, and another woman who had already claimed your other best friend. I mean, it was obvious Raven loved Beast Boy. What was a guy to do?"

"I guess that makes sense," Vic replied, blushing slightly. "Damn, you know my life better than I do."

Soon, they were on the stoop of Jenna's apartment complex. Jenna was still blushing her normal pink that seemed to follow her everywhere. It was more of a permanent blush, if anything. "Well," she started, looking away briefly before returning her gaze to his. "I had fun tonight. More fun than I usually have on a Saturday night, at least."

Jenna leaned up and softly kissed Victor, her hands tenderly cupping his face. Vic, caught in the heat of the moment, eagerly circled his arms around her waist and pulled her closer.

After a few moments, she released Vic and pulled away. "Here…" she pulled a pen from her back pocket and took his hand. "Call me sometime."

And after she had done so, with one last fleeting glance back, she slipped inside.

Vic took a look at his hand. 'Jenna-651 3457' was scribbled upon it. He sighed before stuffing his hands in his pockets once more and starting down off the stoop and towards home.

Oh yeah, he was in deep shit.

TT2