A/N: The lovely, lovely season we like to refer to up here in the Eastern parts as 'Spring' has come and what does that mean, my loyal reviewers who know enough by now? Lacrosse season! I shall be tied up A LOT, so updates will comeless often. I shouldn't have started a new story three weeks before Lacrosse season, so I screwed myself over on that one. As well, I won't be able to type much. I took a hit to the arm today and, literally, I have lost all feeling in said arm, so I can only type with one hand. Sorry. Blame the sophomore that did it. So, that should wear off in about a week.

Disclaimer: I wish they were mine, but alas, Teen Titans are not.

TT2

Raven awoke to see people standing all around her, including two doctors, a nurse, and her friends Victor, Richard, and Jenna. "Kori?" she asked in her dazed and confused state, looking up to the redheaded nurse.

"She's delusional," the doctor stated. "She needs to fully wake up from her trance before she remembers where she is and what she's doing. Besides that, she's free to go. I'll need to see her in a week to make sure she healed the leg properly, though." The doctors and the nurse left the room, all one after the other, leaving the three friends to crowd around her bed.

"Raven?" Victor asked, taking one of her hands. "Rae, can you hear me? Who am I?"

Raven sat up, taking her hand from his and rubbing her head softly. "Vic, of course. I didn't get amnesia, I just had a vision," she told them, as if a young child could figure it out without her help. "My head hurts like a-" she refrained from use of a swear. "Can we get out of here? We need to talk and I don't think I'm comfortable talking about this in here."

Richard nodded and helped her from her bed. She grabbed the crutches provided for her next to her bed and set them under her armpits, and began walking in a wobbly fashion. Vic was on one side and Richard was on the other, with Jenna in the back. "You ok?" Richard asked.

"Fine. I'll only need to use these for a day or two. Like I said, I need to gather up strength before I can heal myself," she explained once again. They all walked up to the desk in the front of the ward and said they were checking out Raven Roth, before they all began towards their respective cars.

"We'll all meet at Richard's house," Raven began through the silence, where all they could hear was the clicking of her crutches on the pavement. "I guess I'll need to explain my little episode, but like I said, I just don't feel comfortable discussing something in such a place." Suddenly there was a soft ringing. Raven recognized it as her own cell phone and stopped for a second to pull it from her pocket. "It's Gar!" she exclaimed, immediately opening it and pressing it to her ear. "Victor, can you hold that against my ear for me? Thanks."

Victor pressed the little device to her ear as they continued walking towards their automobiles. "Hey there," Gar began softly. "Did you get my e-mail?"

"Of course. It was wonderful," Raven breathed. "You're not going to believe everything that's happened tonight, Gar. It was horrible. Richard, Vic, Kori, Jenna, and I all went out for Hibachi at that little Japanese restaurant downtown, and halfway through dinner there were just random explosions and these black figures were attacking the restaurant. The restaurant collapsed and the figures kidnapped Kori. Jenna sprained her wrist, I broke my leg, and Vic hurt his ribs and got a mild concussion. Richard was lucky enough to get out before he got seriously hurt, but angry person he is he punched a wall after he lost Kori and cracked his knuckles open."

"I resent that!" Richard stated. "That was my fiancee I lost!"

"That's terrible!" Gar gasped. "Are you ok? Does your leg hurt at all?"

"I'm fine," Raven hollowly chuckled. "My leg stings, but it's not horrible. I'm just worried about Kori. We don't want anything bad happening to her."

"Right, right," Gar sighed.

"Garfield!" a voice shrilly called in the background.

"Rita, I was just-"

"I know what you were doing! You were-" her voice was soon drowned out as Gar covered the mouthpiece and listened to what she had to say.

"Uh, look, Rae-face, I gotta go," he told her, using his long-time nickname for her, though she absolutely despised it. "I love you, very much. Take care."

"I love you too."

And he hung up. Victor put the phone back into her back pocketfor her as they approached their cars. Raven slid into the front seat of Richard's car, while Jenna and Vic loaded into his 'baby'. Richard was talking to Vic for just a few minutes as Raven sat inside the car, listening to their muffled conversation. Richard slid into the driver's seat. "He and Jenna are going to go change, and then they're going to meet us at my house. Do you still want to stay at our house, y'know, while we look for Kori?"

"It's better than both of us being lonely," Raven supposed, smiling softly up to the man that she had come to know as a big brother since the fateful day they met. Ever since then, she had been the second closest person to him, and vice versa.

Richard leaned over and patted her hand. "Gar will come back soon, I promise. You know he can't stay away from you for longer than five minutes. The kid's smitten. Has been ever since you two were sixteen."

"I know, Rich," she sighed, and then they lapsed into silence.

TT2

They had all gone to the Grayson Residence and Raven explained her entire vision. Richard was still worried, even though Raven reportedKori was fine, that she may be in some sort of danger. Victor and Jenna were still contemplating possible ways to communicate with her. Jenna had no way to do it with her powers, and Raven had no way to do it with her mental bonds. She was still confused about how she had seen her before. It must've been a mutual want to connect the both of them.

The next morning was hard for Richard, as he woke alone, with the lack of body heat next to him. He rolled over and slid his feet out of bed. He rubbed his head and slid his hand into his hair, teasing it out as he stumbled down the hall and downstairs into the kitchen for a cup of coffee. It was a Saturday, so he was not required to come into work today.

Richard stopped at Raven's room before venturing downstairs to peak in. Her laptop was humming on the desk, and she was snoring lightly as she slept with her hand on her stomach, but those were the only noises.

Richard smiled slightly, before closing the door and beginning again downstairs. All was quiet since there was not the colossal snoring of Galfore. He was on a trip to a very faraway foreign planet, having been called there on emergency.

Richard walked into the kitchen barefoot. He turned the TV on and switched it to the news channel to see a news clip of his disappeared wife. He sighed when her picture came across the screen. He was so distracted he almost missed the coffee maker and poured the beans on himself.

Richard poured himself a cup once it had brewed and sat at the kitchen table, watching the news. Suddenly, the topic switched and it turned into Clara with some unidentified boy. Wait.

Richard turned back to the screen and watched the young man's face that appeared on it along with Clara. He could place that face somewhere, but where had he seen it before? It almost looked like...

And then it hit him. That was Jenna's nephew!

Richard shook his head and continued to watch the television with interest, reaching for the remote to turn it up. It reported how she had been caught last night in several compromising positions with the same boy, and reportedly 'was going against her leader, Hawk's, orders by going out last night'. It was reported there had been a falling out among the team.

Richard sipped his coffee and continued to watch. "Teenagers," he murmured to himself.

He proceeded to watch the rest of the newscast, almost an hour long, while continually refilling his mug with coffee. He really couldn't do much else at the moment. The shock of losing his wife still hadn't worn off. And, sadly, there was not much he could do. All tracking devices, holistic and technological, were coming up short. What could this mean?

The newscast finished and he turned of the television, washed his coffee mug, and put it in the dishwasher. He had no idea what to do with himself now. So, he decided to go upstairs and see if Raven were awake. Soon, they would go to Titans' Tower to start research

Richard hopped onto the stairs and took two at a time up to the guest bedroom. He pressed his ear against the door, but did not hear Raven's rhythmic snore. Instead, he heard noises coming from the bathroom down the hall. He walked towards the bathroom and listened intently to hear the sounds of puking.

"Raven?" he asked, knocking with his knuckles. "Rae, you there?"

"I'm here," she stated drowsily.

"You ok? You need any help?" he asked back

"Fine!" she replied, before he heard sounds of retching again.

Richard sighed, before reaching for the doorknob and pushing the door open. There was Raven, kneeling in front of the toilet, her face stuffed inside, her hair curtaining what could be seen. Richard stepped towards her, raked his hands through her hair, and held it all at a messy ponytail at the crown of her head. She lifted her head up and croaked, "thank you".

"What are friends for?"

TT2

Later that night was a war-zone in the Jinks household. Jake had not been home since last night, so he had not been yelled at by his mother...yet. But the moment Jake walked in that door at nine P.M. that night, Jenna was on him faster than a rabid dog on a piece of pork.

"Where have you been?" Jenna yelled the second he closed the door and tried to tip-toe to his room. "Not one call? Not one lousy phone call? Of course if I wanted to hear about where you were and what you were doing I could consult our LOCAL NEWSPAPER, OR EVERY TELEVISION CHANNEL IN JUMP CITY!" She yelled. "WHAT. WERE. YOU. THINKING?"

Jake took a deep breath. Nothing ever helped if you got angry. "I didn't realize we were being watched. I made a mistake. I'm sorry mom."

"SORRY? SORRY? THE HIVE COULD'VE FOUND YOU AND YOU COULD'VE BEEN KILLED!" she yelled at him. "JACOB DERRICK JINKS!"

Never once in her life had Jenna used his full name.

"I'm sorry mom!" he yelled back desperately. "It's not my fault that I like her! I can't control my heart!" He sighed. "I was an idiot! I forgot to look out for myself! I'm sorry! I was trying to have a good time, like a normal teenager!"

Jenna sighed and rubbed her temples, looking down to the floor before looking back up. "C'mon, Jake. You can't do this. You can't just freely go out and be with her. It can endanger you. It can endanger us. It can endanger her. Do you really want that?" Silence. "I'm forbidding you from seeing her."

"You can't do that!" Jake retorted.

"I can, and I just did," she told him sternly.

"No! I'm going to keep seeing her!" Jake yelled at her.

"Not while you're under my roof!" Jenna stated stolidly, her hands on her hips, watching him with her intense gaze.

"Fine!" He stomped past her and to his room, slamming the door shut. Jenna thought it was over, so she merely sighed and leaned against the hallway hall. But, was she surprised when Jake came back down the hall with a backpack slung over his shoulder. "I'm leaving," he spat. "I'm going to keep seeing her, and you can't stop me!"

"Who will house you?" she asked him, smirking.

"I don't know. I'll find some place. I'm just not staying here!"

And he stomped out the door and slammed it behind him, leaving a sobbing Jenna in his wake. There was only one thing for her to do now; call Victor.

TT2

It was a late night within the Grayson residence. Raven had brought all of her possibly useful books from her apartment and was now diligently searching them for any sort of idea on how to track down Kori. Richard had brought a few books written in English into his study and in his spare time would flip through them. Besides that, he was working on the security breach that left him injured. They still hadn't found the criminal.

Raven knocked gently on his door. "Come in," he requested, already knowing it was her. Raven came in, smiled softly, and took a quiet seat in front of him. "Yes?" he asked, peering over his black-rimmed spectacles to stare at her with his intense ice blue eyes.

"You found anything?" she asked, fiddling with her hands. "I haven't, but I haven't given up yet. I know that I'm so, so close. I can almost feel it."

Richard had looked back down to his papers but looked up at her again, his head not moving, only his eyes. He smiled slightly. "It's ok, Rae. You can go get some sleep now. Little Skye's gonna need it."

Raven smiled. "Thanks for this morning, by the way. I, obviously, wasn't feeling very well and...it always helps to have a friend. Especially when Gar's not around. I don't think I've ever told you this, but you, Kori, and Victor are my best friends. I'd die without you guys."

"You didn't need to tell me. I already know. Boy, do I already know." He paused and sighed softly, not sadly, but just softly. "Go get some rest. I'll see you in the morning."

Raven smiled as her goodbye and walked out of his study. Richard rested his head in one hand and continued to stare at the paper in front of him. It was a police report from the day of the break-in of Wayne Enterprises. It just didn't make sense.

The youthful face of the robber kept appearing in Richard's mind. He couldn't place it, but he had seen the face before. He had definitely seen that face before. He didn't know where, but he knew he had encountered that man once before.

But where?

Before Richard could ponder any further there was a light rapping on the front door. It was not too hard to hear, since his study was connected to the entrance hall. Richard shook his head. People at this time of night? Better not be those Jehovah's Witnesses. He had already told them to get lost twice.

Richard swung open the door of his study and strode across the hall to the front door and opened it up just a crack so he could peek his head through. In the doorway stood a policeman only slightly taller than him (an amazing feat; the only person he knew that was taller than him was Victor), holding two manila file folders.

"Hello Mr. Grayson," the policeman greeted, tipping his cap. "I'm Officer Walsh from the police station. One of my partners said you requested the file on the break-in at S.T.A.R., and the file about your missing wife."

"Yes, I did," he started, pulling the door open fully. "Thank you, sir."

"It was no problem. I was on my way home anyways," Officer Walsh replied, handing him the folders. "I just hope someone around here can solve one of those mysteries. She was a great woman, and we are all praying for her safe return."

"As am I, every moment of every day. Thank you Officer Walsh."

"Your welcome. Have a nice night," he stated in closing, turning on his heel and walking back to his car. Richard closed the door behind him and held the folders at his side as he padded back to his office.

He had a long night ahead of him.

TT2