A/N I was hoping to have gotten a few more reviews, but at least some people saw it, which is always good. Oh, I should probably warn you now; there is going to be quite a bit of Robin/Starfire in this. There should be enough action to make up for that, though, hopefully.

Disclaimer Nope, still don't own Teen Titans.

~Aiva

Weeks later, Robin looked a lot better physically. His arm was out of his sling, though his leg was still broken. Many of his cuts had healed over, leaving barely visible scars along his arms that were already beginning to fade. However, his eyes remained distant, glazed. He was out of reach, still lost within whatever haunted wasteland his mind had become. Only the occasional, fervent muttering and the shallow rise and fall of his chest showed he was still living at all.

Starfire had barely left his side since he had returned. Shadows had formed underneath her eyes, and a desperate look had entered her face. After this long…she had hoped something would have happened. The fact that Robin hadn't responded yet was depressing. It could mean that – no, Starfire refused to consider that possibility. "Robin," she said gently. "Where are you? You are a Titan, and Titans do not give up. Come back! …Come back," she repeated, hair covering her face as she bent down, head hanging in defeat.

Cyborg entered, holding a plate with some food on it. "Star…" he said carefully. "You need to eat some." The normally optimistic Tamaranian had been almost as distant as Robin lately, which was never a good thing. Starfire glanced up, accepting the food. "Thank you," she murmured, picking at the food. Cyborg sat down across from her. "Starfire, the team needs you. I know you want to stay with Robin, but…you have to understand. There isn't anything you can do anymore. Maybe later he'll get better later. But the team needs you now." It killed Cyborg to give up on Robin, but, after this long, what choice did he have? They still had a city to protect.

Starfire stood up, anger sparking in her green eyes. "Robin needs me now as well! I will not believe that there is nothing I can do! He will recover, and I will help him!" Green energy surrounded her hands, and Cyborg's eyes widened. "Star! Calm down!" The fact that she was on the verge of lashing out was scary; she had never once threatened anyone unless they threatened her friends. The possibility that she might attack the team…

"You need to take a break," he added, more gently. "I'll stay with Robin."

"No," Starfire said stubbornly, eyes narrowing as she sat back down. "Thank you for the food. You may leave now." She lifted her chin slightly, daring him to push it. Cyborg backed away, reluctant to have to give up on Starfire too. "Just remember who needs you more. Robin, or the team." With that, he left.

A small tear trickled down her cheek. Starfire touched it lightly with her fingertips in slight surprise; she hadn't thought she had any more tears left. She glanced down at Robin, and grabbed his hand, squeezing it gently like she had that night he had first returned. "Please," she murmured. "Please…" Her shoulders moved with gentle sobs as she hung her head. Her sobs suddenly halted. Robin's hand, previously limp and unresponsive, moved!

This time, Starfire was certain she wasn't imagining it. She watched, hope shining in her eyes, as his fingers slowly curled around hers, tightening around her hand. A grin spread across Starfire's face for the first time in weeks. "Robin!" she whispered joyfully. It was a start.

"Are you sure?" Beast Boy asked, the same hopeful feeling they all harbored visible on his face. "His hand moved?" Starfire nodded eagerly, holding up her hand. Robin's hand, though the grip was weak, still grasped hers. "I did not do this. Robin did." Even Raven was smiling now.

"So there is hope," Raven said quietly.

"There was always hope," Starfire responded immediately. "It just took a while to find."

"How long ago did it happen?" Cyborg asked.

"Not too long. Perhaps an hour," Starfire responded, the same grin still on her face. Cyborg didn't dare utter the idea that it was a one-time thing. No one did. No one even dared to consider the idea; the thought that their leader might finally return was too wonderful to be tainted by dark fears. Suddenly, red light bathed the room, the alarm sounding. "Titans, alert! We have to go," Cyborg announced.

"I will stay here," Starfire declared. "In case it…it happens again." He nodded, and rushed out of the room, followed closely by Raven and Beast Boy. Starfire glanced at Robin. He seemed to be breathing a bit deeper now, resting a bit more easily. Though he still muttered occasionally, it was less fervent, less panicked. "Robin. Do not let me lose hope again," she said gently. "Come back all the way. The team needs you…I need you."

"Starfire…" the word was weak, barely audible, but she heard it, and gasped suddenly. "Robin!" she practically shouted, her smile returning, wider than before.

"Starfire…" he muttered again.

"I am here, Robin," she responded, a bit more softly, a bit more gently. He didn't say anything back, but his face, previously drawn into a scowl, relaxed somewhat. Starfire's smile refused to fade, lingering on her face. She had found her hope.

A/N Somewhat mushy ending, but don't worry, I plan on torturing him more soon. ;) (For those of you who like mushy-fluff, though, there should be some more of that later too.) Anywho, reviews are greatly appreciated, so feel free to leave one.