Author's Notes: Hello, everybody? How goes it? Any who, I have some bad news. I've burnt through a bit of my buffer, so next chapter might be a week late or so. I'll get it tout as soon as possible and it will come out, so don't you worry.

Any who, this chapter was one of my faves to write, mainly because I love dream sequences. So much fun. It basically took a life of its own as I typed it. I hope you enjoy it as much as I wrote it.

Lost and Found Chapter 4: Road Trip

"Daddy?"

Her voice echoed out in the darkness, reverberating into the colorless ether that greeted her senses. She didn't know where she was or how she got there. She didn't even know how long it was like this, though it seemed like an eternity. All she could think about was her father. She had been so excited about finally meeting him. All of her work was going to pay off. No longer would she be alone. No longer would she be misunderstood. No longer would she be rejected.

"Daddy?" she called again, louder this time. It felt like she had been doing this forever. Where was he? Why wasn't he coming to see her? Everyone had left her. She couldn't go back to that place and the only other person she knew had disappeared without a trace. All she had left was him. So why wasn't he here? Didn't he hear her calling out to him? Didn't he know that she needed him? And why was it so dark, so lonely? Why wasn't he here yet?

Her thoughts were interrupted by a cackle that seemed to pierce the expanse. Her eyes darted, searching for the source. Was that him? Had he finally come? The laughing continued, louder this time, and yet she couldn't quite pinpoint where it was coming from. "Where are you?" she called in frustration. Her answer was simply more laughter, as it seemed to come at her from all directions, mocking her weakness.

Finally, she could see something within the dark horizon. A figure stood a good distance away from her, its back turned. "Daddy?" she cried out again, but the figure made no movement as it just stood there, as if frozen in place. She made a dash, running as fast as she could. No matter how much effort she put into it, however, her feet seemed to move like molasses, each step taking hours rather than seconds. She finally managed to reach the unmoving form, reaching out a hand as she became close.

"Father? It's me!" she called out as she touched their shoulder. She retracted her hand quickly with a sharp hiss from her lips. The figure was hot to the touch, as scorching as the fires of hell itself. Suddenly it moved, as if they finally noticed her presence. They slowly turned and what she saw caused her to gasp. 

That…thing… she wasn't even sure if it was human. His face was pitch black, almost rock like in appearance. Like a rock, it was covered in cracks and grooves, from which an eerie orange glow shone from underneath what would be considered its skin. The pupil of its eyes glowed menacingly as it stared at her with unknown intent. She screamed as she tried to step back, but she found herself frozen in place.

The cackling began again, emanating from the creature before her. Its body shook as the laughter continued, causing the girl to shiver in fear. The face was frightening but at the same time it felt familiar, which served to alarm her even more. The scene became even more chilling as the head burst into flames, the glow illuminating the immediate area. The thing paid no heed to its now ignited head, however, as it simply continued to chortle at nothing in particular. It was wild in erratic, like whatever sanity it might have owned had gone long ago; that it, if it had any to begin with.

Just as quickly as it began, the malevolent laughter ceased, showering the void once again in silence. The creature observed her, never wavering, never even batting an eye as it did so. Their eyes locked as they were caught up in staring contest, though for the girl, it was not of her own volition. If she could turn away from that vicious gaze, she would have already. Those eyes…they seemed to bore holes through her very soul. They gazed at her so intently, studying her very being, as if it were searching for something. She wished desperately for release, but she never found it.

Suddenly, a cracking sound could be heard. It was small and unnoticeable at first, but quickly grew in intensity. The girls wide eyes became even wider as she saw the cracks that covered the fire being's face grow and multiply. As if his face was suffering a major earthquake, the fractures spidered their way across the landscape of his face. Soon piece by piece, his visage began to fall apart, slowly revealing what lay underneath. She didn't think she could take any more of this. She gasped as the last piece fell, revealing…

…Herself. Staring back at her was… her, except it wasn't her. It was unmistakable that the face was her own, but there were very noticeable differences. The skin was deathly pale, contrasted by the shimmering yellow eyes that were not her own. Fiery red hair sat on the head of this copy as it burned, literally and brightly. And the smile: it wouldn't stop smiling. The smile had an air of playfulness to it and yet seethed of malicious intent. It began to laugh again, this time in a very feminine giggle, though it was low and wreaked of venom. It held out its hand and as it did so, smoke appeared, taking the shape of a staff. As it gripped the smokey construct, it solidified. A flash of fire erupted from the top end, it too taking on a tangible form: that of a blade. The newly fashioned scythe was pulled back as it was made very clear what its intended target was. The face of the creature twisted into a wicked grin as it swung at the unsuspecting girl…



A blood curdling shriek exploded from her lips as the girl abruptly sat up from where she lay. The screaming lasted for a few moments until her lungs finally ran out of air. She gasped sharply, followed by heavy panting. She tried to calm herself down, but her heart to beat at a rapid pace, showing no signs of stopping. After a number of minutes she finally settled down somewhat, though it didn't last that long. She soon came to realize that her surroundings were completely foreign to her. Panic gripped her chest once again as she tried to remember where she was last.

"What? Where…" she sputtered as she took in her unfamiliar surroundings. She was in a dimly lit room, sparse of much furniture. What was there consisted of a desk with a few unknown pieces of electronic equipment, the bed which she was currently residing on, and the nightstand next to it. On the nightstand she found her glasses, which she quickly retrieved.

"There is no need to be afraid, little one," a voice said from the other side of the room. The girl quickly turned her head to the source. Standing in the doorway of the room was a woman in a white lab coat. The first thing she noticed was that she was beautiful. Her blonde hair was neatly tamed and tied into a neat bun, with only a few strands of hair dropping down in front of her face. Her cool, calculating blue eyes regarded the girl from behind oval shaped glasses, which were perched on the bridge of the woman's nose.. An air of professionalism mixed with a strong sense of confidence seemed to surround her as she made her way to the bed.

"I…where am I?" the girl asked meekly, still unsure of what was going on.

"You're safe," the woman replied, annoyingly deflecting her question. Her eyes examined the girl carefully and critically as her specimen looked back in bewilderment. The girl gave a sharp gasp as the woman proceeded to grasp the girl's cheeks between her fingers. She turned the girls face to the side as she studied her profile. "Such beautiful bone structure," she commented with an accent that the girl could not easily recognize, "And such lovely skin."

"I thought we warned you about handling the patients like that," another voice said, interrupting her inspection. "She's off limits, Inessa."

"Only for the moment," Inessa replied as she let go and turned to the man now leaning on the wall. "It's only a matter of time before he lets me have a really good look at her."

"Not as long as I'm around," he countered, "She's my responsibility. You're only here to make sure she gets better."



"And that she has, thanks to me." She made her way to the doorway, passing him as she went, "I'll leave you two be." She left the room without another word.

"I'm sorry about her. That one has a few screws loose, if you know what I mean." He made his way over to the bed stopping at the side of it. The girl simply stared, her mouth nearly gaping. "What's the matter, love? Cat got your tongue?"

"J-Jules?" she managed to utter in response. This triggered a smile from him.

"So you do remember me," Jules replied. "I wasn't sure you were going to…oof!" his words were interrupted as the girl latched firmly onto him, her body shaking as she bawled into his chest. "There, there, Lara. Jules is here."

"I thought…I thought…I waited for so long…" she cried, her voice muffled. She pulled her head back, her face a mix of sorrow relief and some anger. "I waited for almost a year! I thought you abandoned me! I thought you were dead!"

"I'm sorry, love," he replied in a serious tone, "I shouldn't have done that to you. But Jules is here now, so don't you worry now." He placed a hand atop her head, in an effort to provide comfort. "I'll protect you for now on, love."

"Jules, what happened? Why am I here?"

"Don't you remember?" He watched her face as she struggled to recall.

"I…I'm not sure," she said she focused. "I-I was in the apartment and then…" A flash of pain hit her suddenly as she saw that face of flame in her mind again. She shook her head as the memory faded away. "Jules, I think I did something terribly wrong."

"What is it? You know you can tell li'l ol' me."

"I tried to bring back Father; from Acheron Prime," she confessed, looking away in shame. "I know it was dangerous but you were gone for months and I was so lonely and…I just wanted to see him, if only for one time." He watched as she rambled on, her voice full of guilt and remorse.

"And what about afterwards? Do you remember what happened after that?"



"I don't remember. Something did come out… but I'm not sure what. The next thing I remember was being here." She suddenly winced as a spark of pain shot up her body.

"Take it easy there, love. You still need to heal."

"From what?" she demanded. "Why am I bandaged up? Jules, what happened to me?"

"When we found you, you were in rough shape," he explained after a moment of silence. "I didn't know if you'd make it, so I had to go to my friends for help. Inessa was the one who healed you. Hopefully, that's all she did to you."

"Where is here?"

"I can't tell you that, Lara. Not yet. I promise I will soon, but right now, you need your rest." He gave her one of his trademark charming smiles. "You can do that for ol' Julesey, can't you?" She nodded in response. "Good. I'll be close by if you need me. I won't break any promises again." And with that he made his way to the door.

"Jules?" He turned around, a quizzical look on his face. "I'm glad that you're alright; that you didn't…I'm just happy to see you again."

"Same here, love. Same here."

She sat there for a few moments after he left, still trying to piece things together. She was happy that he was alive, but she couldn't help but feel that he left something out. "I'd forgotten how cute he was…" a voice suddenly stated breaking her train of thought. Now alert, she looked around the room to locate the speaker, only to find the room was as vacant as it was after Jules had left.

"Who's there," she called nervously as she waited for a reply. Nothing came, however after minutes of waiting. "I must be hearing things." She mumbled to herself as she felt sleep slowly overtake her.

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"She doesn't remember anything, does she," Inessa queried as Julian exited the room. He frowned.

"Eavesdropping is a bad habit, you know," he retorted. "She did go through something very traumatic, so it's understandable. She doesn't need to remember all that's happened."

"I beg to differ," she replied in a noticeable Russian accent, "She has information that we need; or have you forgotten that Jules?"

"Jullian," he stated flatly.

"Excuse me?"

"The name is Julian. Only my friends can call me Jules."

"And you don't consider me a friend?" she said with mock surprise. "We're going to have to change that, now won't we?" She closed the gap between them, leaning in closely. The lab coat she was wearing opened slightly, showing a partially buttoned blouse she wore underneath. It was opened at the top, revealing an ample amount of her well endowed bosom, as well as a hint of the lacy black bra that she wore. "I can be very friendly," she whispered in a seductive tone.

"I don't think I like your type of friendly," he responded coolly, gently pushing her away. "Besides, I'm not sure that he would approve."

"Oh, I forgot. You much rather prefer little girls than a full grown woman," she shot back with venom, her seductive nature now gone.

"It's nothing like that, not that it's any of your bloody business," he scoffed at her accusation. "Anything's better than a Russian tramp who can't keep her bloody legs shut."

"Oh, you do know how to hurt a woman's feelings," she said, clearly not wounded at all by his accusation. In fact, she looked almost proud. "I, at least, know how to have some fun."

"I highly doubt that," he mocked. "Allow me to further disappoint you: If I see you even look at Valara the wrong way, I won't hesitate to kill you. She isn't one of your specimens."

"Oh, so scary," Inessa replied with a smirk, "A gallant knight protecting his princess, no? Who knew you were so noble." She chuckled to herself, "The problem with your little declaration is that you won't have a choice in the matter. That girl may hold the key to the Phantom boy's secret. It's only a matter of time before Cain gives the order. So, if you want to protect your precious princess, you better get the information we need. Now if you excuse me, I must look after my children." Ending the conversation, the 

blonde-haired woman turned and walked away, but not without putting a certain sway in her step while doing so.

"I will protect you, Valara," he whispered to himself, "Even if I have to die in the process. I will keep my promise…"

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The day for the tower went on, though it seemed slower for some than others. As the afternoon sun descended into the skyline, transforming the day into night, two particular Titans watched the feat of nature. Even though his eyes took in the breathless sight, it didn't register in Danny's mind. Instead, his thoughts were of other things, more specifically of his ailing cousin only floors below him. He sat at the edge of the roof with a vacant stare, completely oblivious to the world around him.

Sitting next to him was Raven, who sat patiently next to him. Surprisingly enough, the silence between them didn't bother her. She knew that his mind was in turmoil over the day's events. He just needed time to think things through, though at the same time, she wasn't about to abandon him either. Though she didn't want to interrupt his thoughts with words, she instead held onto his hand, as a gentle reminder to him that she would be there to provide comfort and support.

As she sat alongside him, she spent her time just looking at him. For some strange reason, she found examining his face rather intriguing. As if he were one of the old books that kept her company as a child, her eyes and mind read over him, taking every feature, every crease, every wrinkle and committed it to her memory. She watched as his face shifted ever so slightly with the ever changing emotions that coursed through his heart. She noticed the furrow of his brow whenever he felt frustration or anger. She saw the compassion in his eyes whenever he thought of the people he cared about. His hands tightened whenever his mind's attention turned to what Raven suspected was Vlad. They spent the whole time like this; while he thought, she waited.

Eventually, Raven knew that Danny would eventually need to come out of his shell. Dusk was now completely upon them both as night now overtook the day. Danny was still in deep thought and despite the fact that he was probably hungry by now; there were no signs of him moving an inch. Deciding to take matters into her hands, she gave his hand a harder squeezing, hoping to catch his attention. When it was clear that it wasn't the case, she chose to take some more proactive measures.

"Danny?" she asked meekly. Her voice broke his blank gaze, causing reality to suddenly flood his senses. He blinked a few times before turning to her in confusion. His face changed into a remorseful expression once he realized she was there.

"Did I…?" he didn't complete the sentence, as the answer was fairly evident. "I'm sorry, Raven. I shouldn't have spaced out like that."

"It's understandable," she replied with a faint smile, "You have a lot of your mind."

"That's the understatement of the century."

"Did you want to talk about it?" she ventured, hoping he'd respond. The last thing anyone needed was Danny going back to his reclusive ways.

"I'm just worried, about a lot of things. The most obvious reason being Dani's well being. There's also the whole issue with Vlad."

"Do you think he had something to do with the ghost that attacked her?"

"No doubt on that," Danny confirmed, "That definitely looked like one of Vlad's freaky ghost experiments. His whole 'cloning me' thing wasn't his first outing in ghost genetics. More than likely he sent that thing over to try and capture her; or so it seems."

Raven gave him a perplexed look. "You don't think that's what he was really after?"

"Oh, he was after her alright. If he could figure out why she lasted longer than the others, he could probably have his own perfect son in no time flat." He made a face at the thought. "The thing that bothers me is that how he went after her. He waited till she was in the city to strike, almost as if he wanted me to save her." He paused for a moment, the gears of his mind still spinning over the fact that he was somehow missing something.

"Maybe he did," Raven observed, "Maybe he wanted you to find her." Danny's reply was a blank stare. "Think about; you said it yourself that if anyone could cure Danielle, it would be your parents. Maybe Vlad was banking on that."

"I don't know," he said doubtfully, "I mean, it would fit his MO; he's all about getting people to do his dirty work for him. It doesn't make sense, though. He has this whole thing about not letting Mom know about his ghost half. He ought to know the only I could explain where and how Dani came to be would be to tell them about him."



"Maybe he felt like he didn't have a choice," she suggested, "He wasn't going to get the samples he needed from you willingly. You would, on the other hand, have no problems with giving them to your mom."

"This means that the moment we do find a cure for Dani, he'll be finding the right moment to go in and grab her." He looked down, a flash of anger crossing his face. "Damn, I hate it when he does this. He always finds a way to taint your choices, even when you try and do the right thing."

"You'll just have to be ready for him," Raven stated matter of factly. "You've beaten him before. Plus, you're not alone anymore. You have your parents and your friends…"

"And you." He gave her a smile.

"That's a given," she replied. They both leaned over until their lips met, melding into each other. It was a warm tender kiss, not unlike their first, except this one was different. It was like Danny could feel her concern, her compassion transfer from her lips to his. His hand reached over and cupped her face, stroking her cheek gently, eliciting a soft moan from the empathy. Their show of affection was unfortunately interrupted as Danny's communicator started to beep incessantly. They both groaned as they separated.

"This better be good," Danny muttered before activating the device. Cyborg's face appeared on the view screen.

"Hey, big D," the metallic Titan greeted, "Mrs. F wants you in the medical bay pronto. Said it's something important."

"Thanks, Cy. We'll be down in a minute." He turned to his girlfriend, "Lets hope its good news." She nodded in agreement as they made their way below.

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"I think I've figured out what the problem is," Maddie stated as she saw her son enter the room. She, along with Cyborg and Jazz, were gathered around one of the monitors. Maddie tapped a few keys on the side of the screen, revealing two sets of what Danny recognized as spectral analyses. She pointed to the top diagram, "This is your ecto-signature, Danny. And the other one is Danielle's. As you can see, while yours is fairly stable, hers, on the other hand, is in a constant state of flux. This is where her instability comes from. Her signature is actually similar to that of a ghost who hasn't taken a form yet. Unless we can give her a stable signature, she'll eventually break down."



"So the problem is in her ghost form? Can't we just separate it from her human side?" Danny asked, albeit warily.

"I don't think that will work," she said disappointedly, "The problem is her ghost side, but it's essentially taking her human side along for the ride. Her human side has already taken damage. She may not survive a separation attempt."

"So what are our options?"

"We basically have to re-imprint a stable ghost signature onto hers; mainly yours. I'm still not entirely sure how we'll do it, however. Knowing what the problem is and solving it are two different things. I do know is that we'll need to go back to Amity Park to ultimately find a solution; and the sooner, the better. Jack is already packing the RV and the Specter Speeder. A group of us will take Danielle on the Speeder, while the rest will take RV. Danny, I'm going to need you to go help your father prep the vehicles." Danny didn't respond, instead turning to Raven nervously. The implications of his family leaving had obviously hit him.

"Just go," Raven said evenly, not showing a hint of emotion. "Your family needs you. We'll talk later." Nodding, Danny exited the room, but not before throwing another look at his girlfriend. The moment he left, Raven sighed sadly. She knew that this was coming, but she didn't realize it would be so soon. "I'm going to check on Danielle," she said out loud, hoping to take her mind of the odd feeling at the pit of her stomach. She made her way to the girl, who seemed to be asleep; seemed being the operative word. "I know you're awake." Raven stated. An eye popped open as the young girl peered out at her. She smiled.

"Hi," the younger girl greeted. Raven was surprised at how upbeat the girl was, considering her situation. Maybe Beast Boy had his uses after all. "You're Raven, right?"

"Yeah, that's me," Raven replied as she waved a glowing hand over the girl.

"You're the one who saved me, right?" She looked at Raven with large eyes.

"Danny was the one who saved you."

"But you were the one who healed me. I was going to… melt if it wasn't for you." Raven simply nodded in response. "Thank you." The sincerity in her voice was deafening. "I'm glad I came after all. I thought that if I could just make it and see Danny one last time that it'd be worth it, even if he couldn't do anything for me. If they don't… if I melt away, at least I'm glad to have met Danny again. And you, too."

"They'll find a way to get you better, Danielle," Raven spoke. Her hand extinguished as she finished her examination. "You're not done yet. The Fentons aren't about to give up, so you shouldn't either, Danielle."

"It's Dani," she corrected, "With an 'i'."

"I'll remember that." Raven gave the girl a small comforting smile.

"Are you coming with us? Back to Amity Park?"

"I'm… not sure yet," Raven confessed, "I'm not sure if I can just go and leave the others. I have responsibilities here."

"That's too bad. I think Danny would be real disappointed. He likes you, ya know."

"I know. I like him too," she said with a blush.

"Then you should come with us. Danny would miss you if you didn't."

"We'll see."

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Raven sighed as she reached her destination. The door was closed and locked, as the panel on the side indicated. To say she was nervous was an understatement. She hadn't felt this antsy since when she realized she liked Danny. She hesitated as her eyes stared at door intently. Should she go in? Should she go on and get it done already or should she wait. She hated when she got like this. The epic battle that was most likely being waged in her mind continued to be waged with no clear victor in sight.

"I don't think I asked for a trench in front of my room," Robin quipped as she turned to him in surprise. An embarrassed blush spread across her cheeks as she fought to regain her composure.

"Robin, we need to talk," she managed to say, albeit rather silently. He nodded as he moved out of the way, allowing her to enter. She had only had been inside his room a handful of times, but she immediately recognized the Spartan layout. There was no flourish, no real decoration. Everything was nice and neat 

and bare. Raven speculated that his was room was this way only because he spent more time in the evidence room than he did here.

"You wanted to talk about something?" he asked, breaking her out of her reverie. She nodded in reply.

"Robin, I need to ask you a favor." This drew a raised eyebrow from Robin, who remained silent. "I've never asked you for anything while I've been a Titan. I've worked my butt off since I've joined. I've put up with the infantile arguments, Star's cooking, the noise and Beast Boy and I've never once asked for anything in return. So it's safe to assume that you owe me, big time."

"What exactly are you asking?"

"I need some time off." Robin took this in before reacting.

"How long?"

"I'm not sure. It's not permanent; I'm not leaving the team or anything. I just need to… I need to be with Danny. I know it sounds silly coming from me but…"

"No." The answer came swiftly, without warning. Raven just stood there and stared back at the boy wonder, who didn't let a bit of emotion show.

"Just like that? I haven't even explained it to you yet…"

"No," he repeated calmly. "I can't afford to have you off the roster right now."

"To hell you can't," she retorted, he temper rising. "You four can handle it without me. Even if you can't, we have what, fifty Titans now? You don't need me."

"Actually, yes we do," he retorted calmly. "I actually have a mission for you. A very important mission."

"And what mission is so important that I'm the only one that can do it?"

"One of our new team members is going to need someone who can show him the ropes. He might also need some backup, among other things. There isn't anyone who can do this job but you." Raven paused, her mind slowly wrapping around his words and her previously angry expression now gone. "What do you 

think? Care to take the job?" Her answer was immediate: in the blink of an eye, her arms were around his neck, giving him a hug of relief. "I thought so…ouch!" His rubbed his now sore shoulder.

"Real cute. You could have just told me you were going to send me with him," she growled.

"You're welcome," Robin replied with a grin.

"But why?"

"Because I wanted to see the look on your face when you…"

"Not that," she interrupted, "Why are you letting me leave?"

"Mrs. Fenton asked for you. She said that in case of any complications, you're healing abilities would help keep Danielle stable long enough to get them home. That and like you said: you've earned it. Crime has been slow, the ghosts notwithstanding. If something does happen, we'll have it covered. Either that or we'll call. We won't be that far away." She eyed him carefully, not sure if that was the whole truth or not.

"You do know that payback is a bitch," she stated flatly. "You better be on your toes when I get back, because I'm going to strike when you least expect it."

"I'd love to see you try."

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"So I guess this is it," Danny said with a sigh. He was currently leaning onto the Fenton RV at the underground garage, his impending departure weighing heavily on his mind.

Raven stood next to him, her face undecipherable, "Yeah, it is."

"You know I'd stay if I could. It's just that with this thing with Dani…"

"I know, Danny. You don't have to explain anything. I understand."

"We can make this work, can't we? His face showed signs of doubt as he spoke nervously, "I mean, the whole being apart thing isn't going to be a problem, is it?"



"I'm sure we can make something work," she answered cryptically. Just as Danny was about to continue, the door of the elevator opened, revealing Jack, Maddie and Jazz, pushing along a stretcher containing Danielle.

"Alright, here is how we are going to do things, people," Maddie barked, taking charge of the situation. "Jack, I need you to take Danny and Jazz with you on the Fenton RV while I…"

"Mom, I wanted to go with Danielle," Danny interrupted. "I'll be the best chance you have in case Vlad happens to show up or something."

"Although I appreciate the sentiment, sweetie, the answer is no. I need you to be with your father and sister."

"But mom, you can't just go by yourself!" the halfa argued. "We'd be giving you to Vlad on a silver platter."

"I won't be alone, Danny. Raven is coming with me."

"She is?" His face was dumbfounded as he turned to Raven, who simply grinned.

"Told you we'd work something out." Danny soon mirrored her grin as he wrapped his arms around her, bending down slightly to kiss her. She raised herself and closed her eyes, receiving his kiss wholeheartedly. Even though they would see each other again soon, it was still a goodbye kiss of sorts. The time apart would be unbearable to both of them. Their lips, as well as their bodies separated, though their hands clasped together tightly. The couple's eyes locked intensely, as unspoken words were uttered between them.

"Keep an eye on them," Danny said, breaking the silence, "I'm counting on you." She nodded in response.

"You worry too much," Raven remarked, "We'll be fine."

"It's my job to worry," he replied. He unconsciously squeezed her hand. "I'm going to miss you."

"I'll miss you too," she agreed.



"Hope we didn't miss anything!" Cyborg's boisterous voice called from the elevator as the rest of the Titans entered the garage to bid the Fentons and Raven farewell. A bolt of red and purple suddenly slammed into Raven as Starfire held firm to her best friend.

"Friend Raven! I shall be missing you ever so!" The sorceress struggled slightly under the crushing embrace.

"Star…" she gasped. The Tamaranian girl finally took the hint, letting go sheepishly as Raven began gasping for air. Danny fought… and failed, not to chortle. His amusement was cut short as a strong hand grabbed his shoulder, dragging him away.

"Hey!" the ghost boy protested at his mystery abductor. Cyborg hauled the hybrid away from the others, depositing him when they were a good distance away.

"We need to talk," the metallic teen stated, with a somewhat serious look on his face. Danny wasn't necessarily familiar with this side of his fellow Titan: Cyborg was always so laid back.

"About what, exactly?"

"Raven, that's what," he replied with a frown. "Listen, dude: we consider each other family. Star and Raven are like the two sisters I never had. And I take being the older brother very seriously. I like you, dude, but if you break her heart…" Cyborg let the threat unfinished, allowing Danny to get the message.

"You don't have to worry about anything, Cy," Danny reassured nervously. "Nothing's going to happen to Raven, I promise. I don't want her getting hurt anymore than you do." The taller teen eyed Danny carefully, gauging the halfa's sincerity. After a few moments, the stern expression disappeared, replaced by Cyborg's signature grin.

"Well, alright!" he exclaimed, smacking Danny in the back while doing so. "Now that we have that out of the way…" he placed a small box into Danny's hand, confusing the newly inducted Titan even further.

"And this is…"

"It's just a little something to help you two out," he explained, " Raven's birthday was a few days ago."

"Wait, it was?" Danny said in a panicked voice, "When?"



"A day or so before you guys showed up, actually. She probably doesn't expect anything from you, considering she never told you anything, but I think you'd score some major cool points with her if you got her something. Of course, get her something else along with this; she'll know it was from me in a heartbeat; of course, that's the whole idea." Danny's only reply was another puzzled expression. "Just trust me on this. You'll wow her in no time… after the whole curing your cousin thing, that is."

"Thanks, I guess," the raven haired teen said reluctantly. "Your abnormal interest in my love life is… comforting."

"Just looking out for you, bro." Cyborg grinned, patting him on the back once again, nudging him back to the main group. By the time they got back, Raven had managed to pry herself from the nearly hysterical Starfire, who was no crying into Robin's shoulder. Beast Boy had snuck himself close to Dani, wishing her well and good luck.

"Danny, you, Jack and Jazz better get going," Maddie suggest advocated. Danny turned to Raven and gave her one last hug before heading to the Fenton RV. Raven, using her powers, levitated Dani, stretcher and all, into the Specter Speeder. Uttering their last goodbyes, the two vehicles began their trek back home.

AN: So, I hoped you liked the chapter.