So, I know it has been quite a while, and I am super sorry about that. To make it up to all of you, I tried to make this chapter a wee bit longer than my other ones. I really liked how it turned out, even though when I started the chapter, this was definitely not what I originally envisioned. So anyways, I'll answer my reviews at the bottom A/N. Once again, sorry for taking forever. Rate. Review. Comment. Criticize. Suggest. I do not own the Titans. Thank you,

DeadlyRedAlice
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A whole day passed with no irresistibly good-looking guys coming up to me telling me I was a superhero. No football players tackling me, telling me I was their girlfriend. No parents hovering, asking if I remembered yet. No villains ready to exact their revenge, or, I guess, runaway with me. Nothing. It was like, after days of nonstop inspection, they all decided to ignore me. For once, I was just a normal girl going through a normal school day with normal classes and normal friends and normal everything. And it was weird. It didn't feel . . . right. I had spent every moment since I awoke trying to be normal and it finally happened. . . Maybe ignore wasn't the right word. 'Ignore' implied that I wanted to be noticed, which was far from the truth. For once, I could take a moment and just breathe without having to worry about my every move being scrutinized. But as moment after moment passed, my gut was telling me that I had somehow screwed up. Really bad. Again.

Saturday morning, I snuck out my window and found myself wandering downtown. I watched my feet as I walked, the hood of the sweatshirt I found, up, blocking my face from the rain and from other people walking around. I paused in front of the Sugar and Spice Coffee Shop, but I couldn't figure out why. I started walking again but almost immediately stiffened, recognizing where I was now. I turned slowly to look down the alley next to the shop. It was that spot a few feet away Robin showed me his eyes... I felt an undeniable ache in my chest.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I questioned angrily, hissing under my breath. "You wanted all of them to stop bothering you, and they did! Be happy!" I continued to myself before turning all the way around and walking away. My pace slowly began to quicken and before I knew it I was running. My hood had flown off and I was slowly getting soaked, but I didn't care. I didn't care that being in the rain was probably going to make me catch a cold. I didn't care that I was finally free of quite a few certain people. I just didn't care. The only thing that mattered was the wind in my face and my feet pounding on the pavement. Concrete turned to dirt as I neared the beach, and then I was on sand. I pulled off my shoes, not caring as I dropped them on the sand and left them there as I walked towards the water. I closed my eyes, tilting my head up, letting the rain wash over me.

I swam another lap, letting all of my worries flow out of me with every stroke. At the edge of the pool, I went under, the water running off me as I came back up.

"Raven?" a hesitant voice asked from the doorway. I looked up at Starfire, waiting patiently to see what she wanted. A tiny bit of guilt crept in me as I pulled myself out of the water, to sit on the edge. If I was honest with myself, I had been avoiding Star, which wasn't too hard since she was hanging out with Robin 24/7. "Are you mad at me?" she asked innocently, making my guilt grow.

"Why would you think that?" I asked monotonously. I grabbed a towel in an effort to dry myself off, though it was really to just give me something to do and somewhere to look.

"Well it seems like you don't like being around me anymore," she answered solemnly. If only it wasn't Starfire. I could easily avoid any of them with no guilt to be heard of, but Star... She had a way of making me regret it all with a single look.

"Of course I like being around you," I said evenly, my voice sounding hollow even to me. I sighed, my guilt finally overtaking me. "Do you maybe, I don't know, want to hang out or go shopping or something?" I asked, resigning myself to the idea. She surprised me though.

"I would prefer if we meditated, if you don't mind. I have definitely missed our meditations," she said, making my guilt double. Why was she so nice? Why did she have to be so likable? I forced myself to meet her eyes and swallowed.

"I'd like that," I replied, my voice involuntarily cracking.

I opened my eyes, sighing. Why couldn't anyone seem to give me the truth? I looked down only to find that I was, in fact, drenched to the bone, my loose clothes sticking to me like glue. Sighing once again, I turned away from the water and walked back to where I had thrown down my shoes. They were ruined by the rain, not that I really cared. Apparently the old me really liked her shoes, but instead of seeing them as an accessory, to the new me, they were just a necessity. One that could easily be filled with comfortable shoes and not the evil contraptions I apparently used to favor.

"Azarath Metrion Zin-" we chanted only to be interrupted by the one person I had been avoiding most of all.

"Raven? Starfire? Are you guys in there?" Robin called through the closed door, following his courtesy knock. The door started to open just as I answered back with an even 'no'. It bugged me how everyone just came into my room now. It had been a long time since anyone was afraid of what might be lurking inside, mainly me. It was foolish to think that my room was harmless, as there were plenty of dangerous objects precariously placed around on shelves, on the floor, on my bed. My sense of organization had somehow got worse, especially lately now that I didn't spend as much time in the common area.

I kept my eyes closed as I head Robin walk closer to where Star and I were floating calmly.

"Star, I didn't expect you to be in here. Took us a while to figure out where you might have gone," he said, making me realize how long it has truly been since Star was here. I kept my eyes closed. "Beastboy was looking for you," he continued. I heard her gracefully straighten up, her feet meeting the floor. I kept my eyes closed. "He should be in the training room," he went on.

"We should do this more often," Star said, her hand brushing my arm. I kept my eyes closed.

"Yes. We should," I replied easily, my tone even. I heard her leave the room and the door slide closed behind her. . . But I had only heard one set of footsteps exit.

"Raven," he began slowly. The way he said my name sent a shiver up my back. I kept my eyes closed.

"What do you want, Robin?" I asked, sounding more bored than anything else. Good. Bored was good. I heard him sigh. I kept my eyes closed.

"Can we talk?" he asked. I heard him take a step closer to my still body. I kept my eyes closed.

"Isn't that what we are doing now?" I countered, ignoring the part of me that wanted to shout no. I kept my eyes closed.

"You know what I mean. Raven, please look at me," he said softly. I couldn't help it. Involuntarily, my eyes peaked open to find him only a foot away, staring intently at me. His lips were tilted down in a slight frown. He was dressed for exercise, his grey tank top showing off his toned arms which were crossed over his chest. His stance suggested that he was angry with me, but I knew better. He wasn't angry, he was uncomfortable and he didn't know what to do with himself.

"Well?" I questioned, somewhat impatiently. Now that I was looking at him, Robin didn't seem to know where to look himself. He finally seemed to force himself to meet my eyes and sighed.

"You have been distant," he began, but I stopped him before he could go any further.

"I have been distant? Just me?" I countered, snappishly. He flinched slightly, his frown deepening. I don't think this conversation was going the way he originally planned.

"Fine. We have been distant. You and me. And not just face to face, but I swear I never know what you are thinking anymore and I don't like it. I don't want to lose what we had. I used to always know what you were thinking, have the time before you did. It terrifies me to realize that I don't anymore. I never know what you're thinking or feeling and we don't really talk anymore so it isn't like I can find out that way. But, as much as I hate to admit it, I don't know what to do. I have contingency plans for my contingency plans, and yet when it comes to you, I am totally in the dark. Raven, what do I have to do to make this better?" he rambled kind of quickly, though I caught every word. My eyes were wide, my mouth slightly agape. The Boy Wonder admitting to being afraid as well as admitting to not knowing what to do all in the span of under a minute. And then asking what he had to do to make it better? I was literally speechless. After a moment of awkward silence, he continued with three little words. "I miss you."

I came across a building that somehow caught my attention. Dr. Payne. The creepy doctor who had diagnosed my amnesia. Maybe he had some answers to some of my questions, like what was happening to me? What were these visions? Why did I keep having them?

I pushed the door open and slipped, bringing with me puddles of water. The perky blonde receptionist glanced up before jumping out of her seat behind the front desk.

"Oh, you poor girl," she gushed, coming around to where I was standing awkwardly. "You are completely soaked. You're here to see Dr. Payne, right love? Oh your parents would simply kill me if they saw you like this when I'm around. Come on, Amy, I have some clothes you can change into. We keep extra exercise clothes for our physical therapy patients. Oh, you just look a mess, and you must be freezing too. Come on, right through here," she rambled while practically pushing me through one door after another. We ended up in a sterile laundry room with stacks of fresh smelling clothes. She plucked out something from each pile, stacked them in my arms and showed me to the bathroom where she closed the door behind me, leaving me to wonder what had just happened. I stood there for a moment before deciding to just accept the generosity and change into the new, dry clothes. They were just plain grey sweat pants and a white tank top. There were also white socks thrown in there, and a light grey zip-up jacket. Slipping it all on, I felt slightly better and definitely warmer. Making a ball out of my wet clothes, I stuffed it under my arm and opened the door. Standing in front of it was Dr. Payne, that sugary sweet smile plastered on his face. Immediately an uneasiness settled in my stomach.

"I am assuming you are not just here for our fashionable clothing?" he questioned, his voice making me want to grimace. I somehow manage to keep my face blank as I nod. His smile widened. "Then just follow me," he continued rather chipper as he turned and went to an empty patient room. "So, why are you here Amy?" he asked, picking up a clipboard as I stepped into the vacant room. He closed the door and sat in one of the chairs, gesturing me to do the same. Slowly, I let my sink into one of them as I stalled. Why was I hesitating? He was a doctor. Just tell him so he can fix it all.

"I'm having these . . . visions," I began slowly, still not sure exactly what to call them. His smile seemed to falter momentarily before increasing ten-fold.

"Of what?" he asked without missing a beat. I frowned.

"A different life," I answered vaguely. What was I supposed to say? I'm having visions about being a girl in a team of superheroes, one of which is super-hot and was practically stalking me for the last few days but has recently stopped? I didn't think so.

"I see. Well, that is just an after effect of the accident and amnesia. I can prescribe you a pill to get rid of them. You will take it every night before you go to bed. No more visions," he said while scribbling something down on his clipboard. He poked his head out his door to the receptionist, handing her the paper he just wrote on. He waited a second, giving me a smile, before she came back with a pill container. I took it hesitantly, silently wondering whether this was technically legal… but I guess because there was a prescription it was. The two of them stood there smiling down at me. I gave them the most of a smile that I could manage and stood up slowly.

"You can just keep the clothes. We have plenty," the receptionist said easily. Dr. Payne just nodded in agreement.

"Thank you," I replied slowly, before squeezing out the door. I was about to leave when I paused. "How much?" I asked, holding up the pills. I didn't have any money with me, but I could probably get Col- Mom and Dad to give me some.

"Oh don't worry about it. We just want you to feel better," Dr. Payne answered, shrugging it off. I frowned but said thank you again before leaving. The rain had lightened, now only a small drizzle and a thick fog. I began walking towards the general direction I believed my house to be, thinking about the pills in my hand. No more visions, after effects, whatever they were called… It sounded great… MY mind drifted to the latest vision. I miss you. My chest hurt just thinking about it. But why? And if the visions were gone, I probably wouldn't hurt anymore. But what if the visions were important? Or worse, what if I didn't want them gone? I argued back and forth with myself until I found myself back at my window.

Quietly crawling in, I closed it behind me, stripped out of the hospital clothes, throwing them to the back of my closet, slipping into bright neon blue boxer shorts that had red polka dots and a faded red tank top with paint splatters on it. I turned and stared at where I had dropped the pill case. Well? What was it going to be? I miss you.

"Robin," I began slowly, trying not to let my voice crack, standing up straight, my feet meeting the floor so I wouldn't fall. What was I supposed to say? I miss you too? I ached to say that, but that would resolve absolutely nothing. What do I have to do to make this better? Was it possible to make this better, whatever this was? How were things going to go back to the way they were? They weren't. That's how. I opened up my mouth, but he cut me off.

"No. I can tell you are about to say something I won't like. So don't say it. Please, just don't. I understand, but I just can't hear it, okay? Just know that I will always have your back. I will always have your back, whenever you need me. Maybe we just need a break. A break to figure out what happened, what is happening. Yeah, just a break. And then, everything will get better," he rambled, more to himself than to me. The pain in my chest almost brought me to tears, but I kept a straight face as he looked between me, his hands which had unfolded, and my door. He turned like he was going to leave, but what he did surprised me. He turned around, put his arms around me, and hugged me close. I just stood there like a deer in the headlights, frozen with no clue what to do with myself. "It will get better. This team will not fall apart. We will not fall apart," he whispered quickly before releasing me and exiting the room. The minute the door closed, I slid to my knees, not being able to control the tears that came flooding out.

What was happening to me? A few years ago, none of this would have affected me so much. A few years ago, Robin and I would be bantering in the main room while Starfire cooked and Cyborg and Beastboy played video games. A few years ago, everything had been in place. But that had been before Italy. Before the bomb and his eyes, his beautiful, beautiful eyes. Before him and Starfire got serious. Before everything went haywire. A few years ago I didn't hurt so much.

I found myself on my knees, tears pouring out of my eyes, my heart hurting like its very essence was being squeezed out. The lights kept flickering and some of the furniture seemed to be shaking, but I wasn't paying them much attention. The irrational part of my mind was wondering about Italy and what happened there, but I had slowly been learning to ignore that part. The rational part of my mind however knew what had to be done. What had to be done to make them pain go away, to make the confusion disappear, to make me normal again.

I groped around for the pill case, popped it open, and swallowed one. Almost instantly the lights brightened again, the furniture was still, and I ached less. Even my memory of the visions, which had always been crystal clear, seemed to be fading ever so slightly so I couldn't remember quite as many details. I felt… calmer. A diet coke suddenly seemed really appetizing. I went to the kitchen passing Mom on the way over.

"Hey mom," I greeted, smiling at her. She stared at me for a moment, a blank and confused look in her eyes.

"Hi baby. How you feeling?" she asked. I continued on my way to the fridge, opening it up and pulling out a can of coke.

"Fine," I answered, coming back out, coke in hand. I gave her shoulder a quick, reassuring squeeze as I headed back to my room. I plopped on my bed feeling much better except for a small headache. I glanced at my book shelf, but wasn't really in the mood to read, so I turned on the TV and let my brain turn to sludge with the stupidity of the shows on. For a moment, something didn't seem quite right, but the moment passed and I allowed myself to enjoy the dumb jokes and silly comedy.

So what did you think? Weird, right? I don't know what led me to this, but I like it. I don't know. Also, my flashbacks throughout the story aren't always in order of time. She could have a flash back of a year ago, then the next day have a flashback of three years ago. Just so you guys know. :) Okay, reviews:

To PeanutButterToastyBuns: I hope you did not explode. That would suck. :) Thank you so very much. It is always great to hear that people like my story.

To 13DeadSilence13: Robin is most definitely coming back. I just don't know when. I am too much of a Robin fangirl for him not to come back. ;D I hope this chapter lived up to your expectations, even though Robin didn't come back. We did have him in a flashback though, acting kind of un-Robin like, but whatever. It's my story, I can do what I want with it. :D

To Alexis Fowl: Red-X is definitely not gone for good, like Robin, so no worries there. I always did have a thing for him. I am glad you enjoyed it. :D Even if I take a while between chapters, this is one of my favorite stories of mine and I don't plan on giving up on it anytime soon. Thank you for reviewing!

To SladeRavenFan: Yeah, it was a little busy, but oh well. I kind of liked the way the last chapter turned out. And this one. And who? Because Raven did notice, but chose to ignore it, and Robin noticed but he knew it was because of Raven. Also, thank you for reviewing!

To Waterpokemon: I know it is superly duperly late now, but happy belated birthday! I'm kind of jealous about the whole UK thing. I've only been out of the US once and I was like six, so yeah. I really want to travel, especially to Europe. Anyways, thank you for reviewing, and I love your stories so keep writing them. :)

To Xaphrin: Sorry about the short chapters. Hopefully this one made up for it? No? Well darn. I tried to make this a bit longer. Not sure if I succeeded, but I did try. I'm glad you enjoyed them despite their shortcomings! Thank you for reviewing! I hope you liked this chapter. Not much action, but still. It's okay.

To Anonymous: Yes, Richard Grayson has bright blue eyes. I am sorry if it doesn't make sense, but I am glad you enjoyed it! Thank you for reviewing!

To Smiles-X-Giggles: I feel bad for Tyler too, It isn't like he has done something wrong at all. I don't really plan on having BeastBoy and Raven go out. But I do imagine them as close, and a little crush on his side. I imagined Robin as adorable as well. I think it just comes naturally for him. DO NOT FEAR, ROBIN WILL BE BACK! I love him too much for him not to be back. ;D I don't really feel like things started looking up in the way you meant. . .
Doing pretty well, minus the fact I have like no free time at all anymore. But, it happens. I met Ian Somerhalder and got a picture with him, which was about the coolest thing ever. What about you? How was your summer?

Also thank you to Angelic Toaster, Dame-Of-The-Living-Dead, Ouran-Lyoko-Girl, mazberrypie, and I'm home for reviewing as well. You guys are just plain awesome. THANK YOU!

If any of you have not seen the Avengers and/or The Dark Knight Rises yet, GO SEE IT NOW! OHMYGOD, WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE. Just putting that out there.

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p.s. If anyone is wants to beta this story for me, I would be quite appreciative. By the time I am done, I am too lazy to see if it is actually written right. Just let me know either in a review or you can pm me. Thanks!