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Raven's P.O.V.

I watched as the no longer little boy that I once knew left through the stairs on the wall, Gar came down only a few moments after that. "Did you tell him where to go?"

"Yeah. I heard that you have some soy milk for me?" I held up the slightly warm soy milk that helped him go to sleep. "Ahhhhhhh, perfect. So Rachel, how are you taking this"

"Fine, I guess. I can feel that he hates me and frankly I can't blame him. Something is off here yet I feel guilty for thinking that when I abandoned him all those years ago. How could he not hate me when I promised that I would help him and yet I left him to grow up in a cell? What gives me the right to be free and raise our daughter when he never got that option?"

My voice was monotone and yet I knew that my husband will be able to hear the worry in my voice with his animal senses. He didn't say anything though, to which I am grateful. No words could have comforted me like the hand moving up and down my back while holding me close. I took small sips of my hot tea and let it go over my tongue and ultimately calm me down. Finally I felt confident that I would be able to say something without breaking down into tears. "Is Rebecca asleep?"

"Yeah." I nodded and he gave me a kiss on my left temple. "You tried as hard as you could it wasn't your fault. We will do all that we can to help him now that he is free, and as for feeling guilty you are a conscious person who worries about her family. There is nothing wrong with that. It will only be wrong if you let those feelings cloud your judgment so that you can't see what is really there."

I gave him a slightly worried look that said 'but what if he hates us.' Gar sighed and gave me a small smile in only one corner of his mouth. "There is nothing that we can do now. No amount of worrying about it will fix anything, come on lets go to bed. We can talk about it as a family in the morning, including Rebecca."

"Gar, she is to young! I can't make her deal with the stuff that I had to do!"

"Rachel, she is strong she is independent and she is just like her mother. You know the prophecy just as well as I do, she will be involved no matter what we do. All we can do now is prepare her for what is going to come."

I let him lead me up the stairs and into the light gray walls that was our bedroom.

Changeling's P.O.V.

I woke up to the sound of my alarm, Raven was already up, as usual. I walked into the bathroom where she was brushing her violet curls. She used to keep it straight when we were younger but let it just curl naturally since than, I liked so much better. Her skintight uniform hadn't changed a bit since we were teenagers except for the color, it was now always white. Somehow she had managed to not age a single day above 18, while the rest of us looked like we were 40. True she was the youngest but she was only a year younger than me at 37 while I was 38.

I started playing with a certain curl and gave it a teasing yank. She turned around, ready to tell me off but stopped by the look on my face.

"Garfield, what are you doing? I don't have time for this we got to talk to Seth today remember? Also we have a huge meeting to get to in a couple hours."

I put a ungloved claw in front of he lips, being careful not to scratch them. "You are hogging the hair brush I need to brush my hair."

"What hair?"

Sadly it was true the image that had shown up in Starfire's image was the one that was starting to take shape when I looked in the mirror everyday, except of course for that much obvious weight gain. "Hey! That wasn't very nice." She gave me a small chuckle for my efforts and leaned down to whisper in my ear.

"And neither was pulling on my hair, so now we are even. Come on, get your sorry butt dressed! We have a full day ahead of us and we have to figure out just how much to tell them."

I sighed. Why did I have to marry a smart wife that used logic that even I couldn't not make sense off? "Yes honey dear."

"You know only I can use sarcasm and don't call me honey bear."

Rebecca's P.O.V.

When I walked down the stairs in the morning everyone was already there. Mom was attempting to make breakfast and dad stood by to 'supervise.' Looks like we are eating cereal again. I have lived in this house for 18 years and yet Mom still hasn't learned to cook, not for lake of trying though. Seth stood in the corner looking at us with a distant blank look on his face.

"Good morning everyone. What is with the burning waffles? Didn't you try that yesterday? Oh by the way school was cancelled today for some reason."

Mom took another burnt waffle from the iron and muttered a curse word as she put it in the trash. "Yeah I know, sorry about that we pulled a superhero to get you out of class today. Hope you don't mind since this is your senior year and all." She waited as if giving me a chance to respond but continued like it didn't matter what I thought.

"Your father and I need to talk to you about Seth. After breakfast though, I want to have a semi normal breakfast as a family. You can even come to work with me today Rebecca and Seth. Is that okay with you?"

I gasped and Seth just shrugged. Mom never, never let me any where near the superhero world. "But doesn't Seth have to stay away from the JL?"

"Actually we are working with our former team today. Your mom and I are thinking about restarting the Titans, at least for awhile." My eyes could haven't gotten any wider. Besides from a few dinners and parties together they hadn't really worked ever since I was born. I know that from the photos that Mom kept hidden under her bed with dates on the back. The last photo was taken almost 19 years ago, Mom hasn't changed a bit.

"Can I ask why? You guys were all pretty settled on never getting back together the last time I heard. What has changed?"

"We will talk about it after breakfast okay, sweetie. By the way, just because I pulled you out of school today doesn't mean that you can start skimping on your school work. You are in all advanced classes and that requires work, even if you find yourself busier in the next while." Typical Mom. Telling you half bits of things but than refusing to allow questions about it.

"Ummmm. What exactly is for breakfast? You have burned everything."

"Shut up Mr. Logan! We will be having the frozen waffles in the freezer."

Seth's P.O.V.

The breakfast table was louder than most breakfast tables and yet two of the people didn't really say a word, Rebecca and Mr. Logan more than made up for it though. Only the loud ones really ate anything at all, Raven and I only had our herbal tea. I hated to admit it but she and I were more similar than I would like.

Throughout the entire breakfast I watched the carefully. I observed their behavior Garfield Logan seemed to not be a threat and quite predictable but mother rand daughter were worrying me. Raven hadn't used that much in her power in so long as she hadn't needed to to destroy any opponent here on earth, and no one knew the powers of her daughter.

I myself was a fire user, and quite a powerful one at that, but would Rebecca have the power of a whole demon, half demon, or only a quarter demon? She may be only a quarter but her mother was the most powerful female force of all time. To bad she wasn't male and joined her father. She would have been the most powerful being ever, and her daughter would be even more powerful.

Rebecca's mother was powerful as well as her father. My mother was simply mortal, while her father had power, no matter how unimpressive. How much of a threat do you pose of Rebecca Logan? Or will I be able to convince you to join our side? I didn't know but it was fun to play this game.

Changeling's P.O.V.

Raven cleared her throat and looked at her watch. "We are running a bit late so you can ask questions on the way to Titans Tower. Just let us talk without interrupting okay Rebecca?"

"Ye of little faith, Mom.'

"You are such a cheeky monkey, Rebecca. Listen to your mother." I gave her a wink the second her mom turned to address Seth.

"Seth again I am so sorry for what has happened to you in your life. You didn't deserve it. Why should I be free when you were locked away? I am so sorry, I tried as hard as I could and I want you to be a part of this family if you will accept it. Will you stay with us for a little longer? We want to help you."

Seth nodded his head once clearly not volunteering to say a word.

"There was a prophecy the first part of it already happened and you know about it Seth. Rebecca I will explain it to you later. But the second part of the prophecy is about you guys. I can't tell you much as you need to be able to make decisions on your own but I can prepare you. It seems as though the second part of the prophecy is starting so that is why the Titans are coming together again. Only all of us together will be able to overcome this, including you two. You guys start training today."

Seth cracked his neck muscles and looked rather bored. He was well trained, I could tell. The question was where had he gotten that training and is it from the same place that he has been for the past four years? Most importantly was that place with people that were a good influence or bad?

A person with his background would be very easily persuaded to the dark side.