Authors Note: Okay, this starts off with Bella, but the rest of the story will either be centered on Jinx and Raven.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or Teen Titan's.


She had the feeling she had been asleep for a very long time and her body was stiff – painfully so, like she hadn't moved once through all that time, either. Her mind was dazed and slow; weird, colorful dreams – dreams and nightmares – swirling dizzily around the inside of her head.

They were so vivid. The horrible and the heavenly all mixed together into a bizarre jumble. There was sharp impatience and fear, both part of that frustrating dream where your feet can't move fast enough.

And there were plenty of monsters, red-eyed fiends that were all the more ghastly for their gentle civility. The dream was still strong – she could even remember the names. But the strongest, clearest part of the dream was not the horror. It was the angel that was most clear.

It was hard for her to let him go and wake up. This dream did not want to be shoved away into the vault of dreams she refused to revisit. She struggled with it as her mind became more alert, focusing on reality.

She couldn't remember what day of the week it was, but I was sure Jacob or school or work or something was waiting for her. Bella inhaled deeply, wondering how to face another day.

Something cold touched her forehead with the softest pressure and she squeezed her eyes more tightly shut. She was still dreaming, it seemed, and it felt abnormally real. She was so close to waking, any second now, and it would be gone.

But I realized that it felt too real, too real to be good for me. The stone arms I imagined wrapped around were far to substantial and real. Cold and hard, and suddenly Bella was struck with the thought – the joyful, hopeful thought – that maybe it wasn't a dream, maybe it was real.

As soon as the hope had settled Bella squashed it down. No, it was impossible; there was no point to keep up the illusion. So with a deep shuddering sigh she wrenched back her eyelids.

"Oh!" she gasped, throwing her palms up to cover her eyes.

Obviously, she had finally hit rock bottom, because there was no way Edward's perfect face was inches from her own, because he was gone, he had left her.

And then she felt resigned. Maybe she should just enjoy the illusion while it was there, hadn't she been doing same thing when she went motorcycle riding, or cliff jumping, just to hear his perfect, velvety voice?

She opened her eyes again, and his face was still there.

"Did I frighten you?" his voice was anxious. She marveled slightly at how well her mind had reproduced him, the voice, his scent – it was a lot better than when she had been drowning. The beautiful figment of Bella's imagination watched her changing expressions, with alarm. His irises were pitch-black, with bruise-like shadows under them. This surprised Bella; her hallucinatory Edwards were usually better fed.

She blinked slowly, desperately trying to remember the last thing that she was sure was real. Alice was a part of her dream, and she wondered if she had actually come back at all or if her arrival was just another figment of her own overactive imagination. She thought she had returned the day she had drowned…

"Oh, fuck." Her voice was thick and groggy from her long sleep.

"What's wrong Bella?"

She frowned at him unhappily; his face was now more anxious then before.

"I'm dead, right?" she moaned, "I did drown. God, this is going to kill Charlie."

Edward frowned, too. And then gave her an odd look. "You're not dead."

"Then why am I not waking up?" she challenged, arching an eyebrow at him.

"You are awake, Bella." He chuckled.

"Sure, that's what you want me to think. And then it will be worse when I do wake up, if I wake up. Which I won't, because I'm dead. Shit, this is awful. Poor Charlie. And Renee and Jake…" she trailed off, horrified at what she had done.

"I can see where you might confuse me with a nightmare," his smile was small, grim and self-depreciating. "But I can't imagine what you would have done to end up in hell. Did you murder anyone while I was away?"

She grimaced, "Obviously not. If I was in hell you wouldn't be with me."

Before he could answer though, there was a loud knock from coming from the front door. Bella gave Edward a curious look and clumsily got out of her warm bed.

"Who is it?" she asked him. She didn't know you could get visitors in heaven, or even if Edward still could read minds here.

He breathed in through his nose and furrowed his brow. "It's an unfamiliar scent. And there thoughts are chaotic and jumbled. I'm sensing a lot of anxiety and self-doubt."

This made her own brow furrow, but she shrugged and left the room. Edward was hot on her heels as she walked down the steps, just in case she tripped and fell. When she reached the door Bella hesitated only for a moment and before she could do anything Edward had stepped forward and wretched it open.

When Bella was able to look past him, she felt her eyes grow impossibly wide with shock and was suddenly completely sure she had actually died. Because there was no way her pink-haired cousin was standing on her porch right now.

"Jinx?" She breathed, staring at the teenager standing in front of her that was roughly her age. "I really am dead." Bella blurted out before she could stop it.

"I'm glad you remember me, Jingle Bells…" she gave a Cheshire grin, "But what do you mean you're dead?"

Bella turned to Edward. "So I'm not dead?" she turned back to Jinx then. "So that means you're not dead… and that means that you're alive… and you have been for the last five years you've been missing…" her shock had worn off for the moment and she felt a cold anger take over her.

"Five years!" she suddenly shrieked, glaring at the ashamed Jinx. "Five years you've been gone without a word! Not even a note! Can you imagine what that did to Renee? To me?" Bella, before she even realized what she was doing, found her hand making swift contact with the left side of Jinx's delicate face.

With those words – and slap – Jinx's happy demeanor disappeared, too. She rubbed her inflamed cheek and looked down at the porch, unable to look into her cousin's hard expression. "I'm sorry, Jingle Bells…" tears welled in her cat-like eyes.

"Don't Jingle Bells me!" Bella's face was flushing with fury, "How could you? HOW? We all took the death of Auntie Ell-"

"Don't," Jinx cut her off with a shuddering gasp, "Please don't say her name… I-I can't.."

"Bella…" Edward was twisted in concern and confusion. Bella turned to him, still angry.

"Can you wait in my room for the moment, please." It was a command and Edward nodded quickly and disappeared up the stairs and into her room. Bella was sure he was probably still listening in, though.

Bella's righteous fury dissipated when she turned back to look at her soaked and crying cousin. Her naturally gravity defying hair was limp and drenched from the rain outside and her face was streaked with tears. She was a pathetic sight, and Bella couldn't bear looking at her like this; the Jinx she remembered was full of life – always grinning insanely about something, causing mischief wherever she went.

"Come inside…" she sighed, "You're probably going to catch hypothermia out here."

Nodding, Jinx grabbed her small bag of clothes and followed her cousin into the kitchen inside. She watched mutely as Bella sat down gracelessly at the table. Dropping her luggage, Jinx did the same.

After a tense moment of silence, Bella spoke up. "You have a lot of explaining to do, Jennifer..."

Jinx winced at the use of her real name – something she hadn't heard in years. "Yeah," she chuckled humorlessly, "You have no idea."

Bella merely arched an eyebrow, and rubbed at her forehead – feeling a deep set fatigue come over her – even with the long sleep she had just had.

Swallowing heavily Jinx started to talk, starting at the beginning. Reminding herself this was her cousin, her best friend. The one person she could tell anything to.

"After mom –" she choked slightly on the word, "After she died, I felt completely lost, y'know?" she looked up at Bella who nodded slightly, knowing not to interrupt. "It was like everything I knew about the world suddenly didn't make sense, and I just couldn't –" a sob escaped her throat harshly, "I couldn't handle it – I couldn't be somewhere that reminded me of her every day. So I ended up running – running from the pain, from the loss. I just took as much money as I could and left. I was a coward."

Jinx took a deep, shuddering breath. "I ended up on a bus to Jump City – San Francisco." Her face twisted, "That was probably the biggest mistake I could have made. But at the time it was perfect. Jump City was crawling with meta-humans, so I fit right in – but I was too young to get a job anywhere and ended up stealing to survive - just the necessities. Turns out I was too good at stealing; I got noticed by a woman. This wasn't any woman – mind you – this was the Headmistress of HAEYP, a school to train kids with meta-human powers to become mercenaries." Jinx let out barking, humorless chuckle.

"I thought it was great though, I was with people my age – learning to harness my abilities. I had a warm bed to sleep in every night and three well cooked meals a day. But like everything in life – it was too good to be true. This school wasn't as nice as it seemed – no it was a school for blooming villains – no joke." Jinx rubbed at her eyes.

"Anyway, we were hired out to villains to steal things, money – equipment, but then we got a new Headmaster, Brother Blood. This guy was nothing like the Headmistress – step out of line and you ended up brainwashed to act like his own personal puppet. I had to get out of there when this happened, I didn't want to become some mindless drone for anyone, no matter how good the Hive was. So here I am – going clean – I made a deal with the police and everything. I went to Aunt Renee's place in Phoenix first, but no one was there so I was at loss for what to do for a while until I remembered Uncle Charlie lived up here – it's just a bonus you are too."

Jinx looked down at the table, suddenly nervous and unable to meet her cousin's eyes. What if she hated her for what she did? For becoming a criminal? And what about Uncle Charlie? He was chief of police here, would he hate her as well for what she did? Jinx was brought out of her panicked thoughts when she felt arms wrap securely around her in a comforting embrace – something she had missed ever since she had left.

"I can understand Jinx," Jinx felt Bella whisper into her hair, "It's was completely stupid and idiotic and don't forget unbelievably dumb…" Jinx chuckled, but Bella continued as though she hadn't. "But I can understand why you did it… I just wished you had remembered Renee and I were there for you, and we always will be – Charlie too."

"Yeah, well you're stuck with me now – so you better get used to it."Jinx sniffled.

Bella merely smiled softly, "I'm looking forward to it."

When the two girls pulled away from each other, Jinx's Cheshire grin was back. She never was one to stay down.

"Sooo…" she drawled, smiling like a maniac at her suddenly weary cousin. "Who's the dish?"

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Raven was annoyed. She was annoyed at Beast Boy's insistent questioning about where she was going and why. She was also annoyed at the way Starfire was bugging about her going to the mall, and most of all she was annoyed at the fact that she has hardly any decent civilian clothes to take to Forks.

But now, she is mortified.

Somehow – Raven really had no idea how it happened – she had given into to Starfire and agreed to go with the over excitable alien to the 'Mall of Shopping'. Really, Raven concluded it was because she wanted to get away from Beast Boy and is non-stop firing of nosey questions, and since she needed civilian clothes anyway she may as well go with the Tamaranian – kill two birds with one stone and all that, right?

But now she was deeply regretting the decision as she stared around the completely preppy shop. Everywhere the empath looked there were bright colors of every variety. Pink, purple, orange…

Raven would rather be burning in hell then step inside a store like this. But Starfire was in her element, humming to herself and hovering around joyfully – Raven, no matter how cold she could be – couldn't bear to make her friend unhappy, so she decided to maybe negotiate.

"Star..?" she called, wrinkling her nose at a neon yellow shirt sitting on a rack next to her. She wondered absentmindedly how Starfire didn't go blind from looking at things like this all the time. Raven herself sure as hell couldn't handle it.

"Hmm, what is it, friend Raven?" Starfire looked over from where she was rifling through some clothes.

"This really isn't," Raven hesitated and looked around the bright store, "The kind of… shop for me.." she gave Starfire an awkward grimace, "I will meet you in the food court in a couple of hours alright? I really need some civilian clothes where I'm going, and there's nothing that suits me here."

Starfire looked crestfallen but gave Raven a small, almost unnoticeable nod. As soon as she had gotten confirmation Raven had practically bolted from the shop and into something more her taste – avoiding any fans who wanted her autograph or pictures hovering around.

A few hours later found the two girls back at the tower, Raven looked exhausted but Starfire was as bubbly as ever, carrying over six bags with apparent ease.

"Wasn't the Mall of Shopping glorious, friend Raven?" she smiled widely at Raven, who gave a tired half-smirk back.

"Yeah, Star. I am just full of unbridled joy." She said flatly, rolling her eyes inconspicuously. Starfire couldn't pick up on the obvious sarcasm in her friend's voice and dropped her bags, only to pull Raven into one of her famous bone-crushing hugs.

"I am so happy you are starting to see the enjoyment of doing the things of girls! When you get back from your trip to the town of utensils maybe we would part take in the painting of our nails and do the 'girl talking' I have heard so much about!" the Tamaranian squealed excitedly, floating several feet off of the ground now.

"Sure," and with that Raven left the happy alien to her own devices and headed off to her room to pack. Soon she would need to see if Cyborg had gotten her new alias ready and enrolled her into Fork High.

Once Raven had finished packing all her bags she walked over to her large purple bed and collapsed into the ridiculously comfortable pillows. She was a hairsbreadth away from succumbing to sleep when suddenly a loud clang of metal hitting metal signaled that Cyborg was at her door.

Hovering up from her bed, Raven slowly made her way over to the door and punched in the code. The hydraulics hissed and suddenly all she could see was Cyborgs face.

"Uh, do you think you could maybe step back a little?" she said, awkwardness coloring her words.

Cyborg gave an uncomfortable cough, but stepped back blushing slightly.

"Right, uh, sorry about that…"

Raven nodded, and arched an eyebrow. Silently telling him to spit out what he came to say.

"I've got your new license here and a plane ticket to Seattle departing tomorrow morning at 11.35AM... just like you asked. I also contacted the realtor in Forks and he said if you could meet him at his office tomorrow around 1-ish that he would give you the keys to your new apartment. Um, you start at Forks High on Monday too." Cyborg gave her a grin, "You are now, to the world, Rachel Roth – an emancipated minor. Oh and I organized a surprise for you as well, it'll be at the airport. Just tell one of the clerks your name and they should take you too it."

Raven blinked and slowly took the documents from his hands. "That was quick. I only asked you last night… and a surprise as well. You are truly out doing yourself, Cyborg."

Cyborg blushed again, rubbing his neck sheepishly. "Yeah, well you know me."

"Yes, I do." she said flatly, once again looking at him with a raised violet eyebrow.

"Um, well… have a nice trip and I'll… be going now." Without another word Cyborg turned on his heal and walked down the hall towards his own room, not glancing back.

Raven shook her head at his retreating form and asked herself why she had such weird friends. She looked around her room once more and glanced at the clock which read 9.30pm. It was Friday today, and the flight to Seattle took around two and half hours tops. So that left her with tomorrow and Sunday to get settled in her new place before she started school.

Feeling prepared, Raven changed out of her cloak and leotard and into a tank top and some flannel pajama shorts. She then crawled into her bed, set the alarm to wake her up tomorrow morning and fell into a peaceful sleep with confusing dreams that consisted of pink, horned styled hair and Cheshire grins.


End Note: Okay, here is the second chapter up and Jinx made her appearance. Shocked at all? Haha. I hope your enjoying this!

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