Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans. This is a work of fanfiction, and I am not making any money off of this.

A/N: I love this list of prompts I found, but having such a long list of them doesn't make it easier for me to focus in, pick on, and write! So check my tumblr for scraps, brainstorming or my crazy ranting. I posted one that hasn't made it here yet and will post others I am toying with.

This is one is kind of a companion to the one before it. Kinda sorta, maybe a parallel? Well I think they relate. I really need to write something happier...

Prompt: #41 – Fork in the Road

"Get out of my way."

"No."

"You can yell, scream and bitch at me later about how we lost, but right now," She closed her eyes, balling up her fists trying to soothe the some of the tension out of her body. "Get out of my way." She repeated. This time it was a warning.

"We are going to talk about this now." He growled, taking a step closer to her. "Your insubordination and failure to-"

"Get-"

"Continue with the-"

"Out-"

"Mission. You cost-"

"Of-"

"Us the apprehension of-"

"My-"

"Several notorious criminals as well as-"

"Way."

"The stolen propert-."

"What was I supposed to do?" She yelled, taking a hard step forward her control breaking. She didn't care that she had to look up to glare at him; she was not intimidated or remorseful.

"You keep going, Raven." Nightwing told her coldly. "What you did was careless, irresponsible, and –"

"I don't care. They shot my fiancé in the chest!" She shrieked, body trembling as she fought to keep her tears at bay. "What was I supposed to do? Step over his bleeding body? Keep going like I didn't just witness him take a gunshot to his chest?"

Nightwing stood before her, stoic and unmoved. "He isn't your husband once that alarm sounds. Once that light flashes, Garfield Logan is Changeling. Changeling doesn't have a fiancée, but he has teammates who know that if he falls that they are to carry on- no matter what."

Her eyes closed for a moment, the swirl of her anxiety and Nightwing's frustration leaving her dizzy as she tried to regain her control and logic. "Can we please, please, deal with this later? I can't talk to you right now." Raven told him in a shaky voice. "I can't hear you. I can't think straight until I know Gar's okay."

"Rave-"

"Get out of my way." She told him, eyes fixed on the infirmary door behind him.

"We need to finish this."

"Richard, I can't do this right now." Raven spoke softly as she moved around him to get to the door. Her hand rose to punch the code in.

"Stand down, Raven." He commanded.

Her hand froze for a second.

"That's an order."

Her fingers made quick work of the keys. She entered the infirmary, feeling the cold swish of the doors closing behind her. Nightwing was probably going to have her head later, but she didn't have time to worry about that. She needed to check on Changeling.

"Hey babe."

Raven's head jerked to the sound of her husband's voice.

He was sitting on the medical table, shirtless and wearing a crooked smile. His long legs hung off the side of the medical table as Cyborg cleaned the gunshot wound above his left armpit.

The bullet hit his shoulder.

She felt her mouth go dry. Her heart raced.

"Through and through gunshot to the upper left shoulder. Luckily the sucker missed his clavicle." Cyborg confirmed as he continued to flush the wound with saline. "Once this this thing is cleaned out and stitched up, I would say he is looking at 3 weeks in an arm sling."

He was going to be fine.

"Just because I am down an arm, don't think I still won't whoop your ass at GameStation." Changeling chuckled.

"You suck with two arms."

He was all right.

Raven grabbed her chest. Suddenly, she felt like there wasn't enough air in the room.

"Rae?" Changeling called, stepping off of the table.

"Yo, man, I'm not done." Cyborg groaned. He turned to see the empath's chest heaving as she breathed. She was clearly having a panic attack. "What happened to her?"

The green man ignored his friend. "Rae?" He questioned again walking toward her. "Raven?"

With a stuttered exhale, her tears fell as relief took over her. She launched herself forward, wrapping her arms around his torso as she sobbed into his chest.

"I'll go get the stuff for your sutures." Cyborg announced softly, as he tried to give them some privacy.

Changeling nodded, wincing as he wrapped his arms around her.

She buried her face into his chest sobbing loudly as her nails sunk into the skin of his back.

His arms tightened around her as he let her cry. He could feel her lips moving against his chest, but had trouble making out the words as she cried. He gently cupped her face, moving it so he could look her in the eyes. "What is it?" Changeling asked tenderly, feeling the warm weight of her tears splash down his hand.

"I can't do this anymore." She cried. "I-I can't, not anymore." She stuttered breathing hard.

"Okay." He spoke. "What can't you do anymore?"

"I can't be a Titan and your wife." She sobbed, brokenly.

He froze, feeling his heart sink. Was she leaving him?

"When you got shot," She told him, tears rolling down her face. "I couldn't do my job. I couldn't go after the guy. I couldn't move." She admitted, shaking her head bitterly. "All I could think about were the memories we never got, never would get to share together."

He pulled her in for hug. He didn't think she thought his injury was serious.

"I wasn't ready for today to be our last." She confessed the thought that haunted her for last few hours. "I thought you were gone."

"It's not our last." He whispered, ignoring his shoulder and pressing her tight against him. "We have years and years, I swear Raven. I swear."

She looked up at him her eyes glossy, face puffy and raw from her tears. "I can't be a Titan anymore." She took a deep breath. "We can't be Titans anymore."

"Rae…" He signed heavily. He didn't want to admit she was right.

"I don't want to lose you." She confessed in a whisper. "I can't…"

"You won't." He told her, looking her in the eyes. "I'm sorry for making you worry. I'm so sorry."

Raven's face wrinkled as her breathing quickened, tears flooded her vision once more.

"I'm okay." He told her looking in her eyes. "I'm okay. I am not going anywhere." He embraced her once more as she cried.

He wanted to marry her.

He wanted to wake up to her every morning.

He wanted hear her say "I love you" in that just kissed breathy tone.

He wanted her to have his children.

He wanted to be there as his children grew.

He wanted to be there to dry her tears.

He wanted feel her fingers trace random shapes on his bicep as he sleep.

He wanted to wake up to the smell of her cooking burnt toast and tofu bacon.

He closed his eyes with a heavy heart. Changeling knew their time was up as Titans because he realized being a hero wasn't worth the risk of losing lifetime with Raven.

He couldn't risk leaving her too soon.