I'm So Sorry Garfield Chapter 1, a teen titans fanfic

"I'm sorry Gar... I'm so sorry."

He just sat there, letting Ravens apology fill his room. He wasn't surprised, he knew this was coming, he knew everything about it. He slowly stood from his bed, where he and Raven had been sitting. Where she brought him to tell him this devastating news. But all the meditating and planning, all the thinking and the reasoning that Raven did to prepare for this moment, wasn't needed, because Beastboy knew. He knew for months. Some part of him didn't want to accept it, some part of him yelled to keep giving his all, like he did all these years. The Beast within him howled, roared and clawed within him for what had happened. But Beastboy just stood there, in his room with his girlfriend silently sitting on his bed, shoulders shaking. With her soft delicate hand over her stomach, a small whimper escaped raven and she crumbled into herself. The daughter of Trigon the Terrible, the strongest titan in this small family of superhero's, the dark sorcerous that had withstood so much, and became a pillar of strength in the their home and jump city... the woman he had fallen in love with. And as much emotion as raven could muster, after the defeat of her father, she bowed her head and cried, the worst Beastboy had ever seen from her.

He turned around to face her, as she shook and closed in on herself. He took a slow step towards her, before stopping. She needed comfort, she needed a pillar of strength, she needed hope... she didn't need him.

He turned once again and faced his door. He took one step, then another. He approached his bedroom door, and opened it by pressing the keypad. He quietly stepped through the threshold, and the door closed right after him. The hallway was quiet, he couldn't hear Raven in his room, he just stood there looking out the windows that lined the hallway. He watched as the lowering sun began to make its way over the horizon.

What did he feel? Numb? No, he wasn't numb to what Raven had told him. Anger? Yeah, he was angry, but he didn't feel the adrenaline that was anger coursing through him like it did in the heat of battle. Acceptance?... He didn't want to accept it, he wished it wasn't happening. He wished everything could be different. But wishing never got him anywhere. His hand brushed the side of his pants, against his communicator, and he remembered the massage he received from Nightwing an hour ago.

"Beastboy, please come to the evidence room this afternoon"

So he turned, and walked down the hallway, away from his room, away from Raven. He walked away from the news that felt like an atomic bomb, and he carried with himself a feeling of utter despair and heartbreak.

Nightwing was once again looking over the layout of the stronghold that he had received earlier. He looked again from a different angle, then flipped to another page that showed a detailed layout of the room above the main area. He heard a low knock at the door. He looked up, and after a slow exhale, stood up and walked to the door. He stopped and prepared himself. He pushed the keypad and the door swooshed open to his teammate Beastboy. Nightwing looked at his friends reserved face and prepared for the upcoming conversation.

"'Thanks for coming Beastboy... come in" he stepped aside and let Beastboy walk past him. When his friend walked to the desk, the door closed. He looked at Beastboy's back, the silence unnerving him.

"...yeah Nightwing?"

"is something wrong Beastboy? Do you need to talk about something?" Nightwing asked, as he walked around his teammate to the desk that was in the middle of the room.

"... No, sorry if I'm late for this meeting... i was talking with raven." Beastboy exhaled and relaxed his stance. Nightwing stood silent watching his friend, then finally sat down on the chair and released an exhale of his own. He looked down at the papers, then back up to the other occupant in the room. The awkward and silent moments between the two never went away after all the years they knew each other, but the friendship, caring and understanding were always present. So after a few moments, Nightwing offered Beastboy the other available chair, which he declined. Not going to beat around the bush any longer, Nightwing spoke up.

" I wanted to talk to you privately, what I'm about to tell you, I'll be telling the team right after. But i wanted you to be the first to know. I think this hits closer to home for you than any of us." Nightwing leaned back into the seat and watched the stiff look on his friends face. With no response, Nightwing continued. "I just received some bad news, and it upsets me, and i know it will all of us, but..." he stopped again to look at his partners face. Beastboy continued to look down at his leader, waiting for the news.

"The Brain escaped."

Silence, and then Nightwing saw a hint of emotion pass through his friends face. Not wanting the drag out this bad news, he straightened himself in the chair and continued. "We don't know how, but him, Mallah, and General Immortas are no longer under ice. I got a call from the Doom Patrol a short time ago, and I'll be calling a team meeting to talk about our plans for taking them down."

Nightwing was a master detective, bested only by his master that trained him in his arts. So looking at Beastboy, who wore his heart on his sleaves, who was never afraid to express his thoughts and emotions, he saw the indifferent expression fade to sorrow and defeat. The square shoulders that Beastboy walked in with, sagged and the changeling turned to look at the evidence wall to the side of the room. It hurt Nightwing to see his friend have to go through 'The Brotherhood' chapter again. After these quiet years where they could relax and enjoy the lower crime rate. The Brain found a way to come crashing back into their lives. Disrupting the comfort that this time of peace was giving them, the master criminal was free again and no doubt out for blood after the defeat he received from the Titans. He let the silence linger in the room before continuing.

"Mento says-"

"When," Beastboy interrupted. He gave Nightwing a small gesture that resembled an apology, but his leader waved it off. "Four days ago" Nightwing stood up from his chair and walked around the desk to stand beside his friend. "The security notified the Doom Patrol about their disappearance, the ice melted around Mallah, and before security could stop him, smashed the ice around the brain and Immortas before breaking through a weak point in the walls surrounding the holding room" Nightwing watched as Beastboy absorbed this news, and continued.

"They're at a base not far from where they had built that black hole machine. The thing is... they're still there. They haven't left, no vehicles, choppers or any travel from the base. They're hold up in the base... waiting"

"... Waiting. Waiting for us, like a trap" Beastboy finished for his leader. He turned back to look Nightwing in the face, a strained and heavy look over his features.

Nightwing nodded, and looked back at the desk that had the base plans sent by Mento. "I'll call a team meeting in two hours, i just wanted you to know first. you and the Doom Patrol have a history with The Brain, and i didn't want you to just find out along with the rest of the team."

"Thanks Dick" Beastboy silently said. Nightwing turned to look at Beastboy, his shoulders raised above where they were before hearing the news. With his head held high, Beastboy gave an appreciative look , before turning around and heading for the door. He stopped as the door swooshed opened and turned partially to his friend. "I'll head out for a little while, think about some stuff before the meeting. i wont be too far, and I'll be back when we all get together." He then looked out the room and headed out before Nightwing could give him a reply.

Nightwing watched as Beastboy left and felt his own stress at the situation. He walked back to the desk, sat down, and looked over the base plans once again. Raising his head, he looked at the clock and counted the time till he would send a message to the rest of the team to meet in the common room.

'...wooosh' '...wooosh' '...wooosh' Beastboy looked out at the beach, just on the coast from the tower. the salty air brushed against his face and what used to give him a sense of peace, did nothing to soothe the pain that coursed through him today. He rolled the small ball in his hand, before looking down at the sphere.

'WINNER'

He laughed, a pained laugh, but a laugh all the same. He remembered when he 'won' the small ball. A token that was given to a small group of winners for a raffle to submit a personal item for a time capsule. Hosted by a community group for the city, they would have events, games and competitions for who could win tokens, or pink balls, to exchange them and put items into a time capsule that would be buried for a few years. The project was first made for school children, but gained popularity and was extended to older kids, then teens, and finally the people of the city. Time capsules weren't new to Beastboy, he buried two in his life. One when he was just a kid, living in the jungles of Africa with his parents. He couldn't remember for the life of him what he buried, but he liked to think its was fathers favorite tie, and one of his mothers baked cookies the made for special occasions. The other... was right after the Titans formed. He never expected to make another time capsule, but meeting his friends, his family, on the day of Starfire's arrival. It just felt right. Even though they were total strangers to one another, some part of him knew this was the biggest and most important step in his life. So he watched his teammates as they moved about their new tower, he watched as their walls came down and they got comfortable as their base slowly became a home.

It was just simple items, but items he thought reflected them. A bottle of BBQ sauce that Cy used on his food, he didn't know one was missing from the arm full he would drop in the shopping cart. A bottle of gel from Nightwing... or Robin. He and Cy would joke about robin's obsession with his haircare. A handful of nuts... or what he thought were nuts, from one of Starfire's baking experiments. And finally, one of Ravens tea bags, he sweated a few bullets thinking she would notice a missing bag from her box of a hundred, but some higher being took pity on him, and Raven never noticed the missing tea bag. And finally his item, '1001 jokes to tell your friends.' all jokes memorized and ready at any time to deliver to those special people in your life. He passed the small ball to his other hand, and rolled it between his fingers. He 'won' this token when he first heard about the community project and made a public statement during a news recording after they defeated one of the many criminals of Jump City. The group heard that one of the Titans praised their project and sent Beastboy a token, ready to be exchanged for an item that would be buried along with other cherished memories. To later be dug up, hopefully in a bright and happy future, so they could look back and fondly remember their pasts and history. After a few minutes of his own silence and the sounds of the crashing waves, Beastboy removed the top lid to a 'Justice League' lunchbox, placed the ball inside, and put the tin down. He leaned back and let the issues of today wash over him.

He fought to push his time with Raven to the back burner, and after struggling, shifted his thinking to the Doom Patrol. But his heart hurt almost as much, when his thoughts moved to Steve and Rita. He remembered when Rita called and told him the troubling news, Steve was sick. What they thought was just a normal sickness, just wouldn't go away, and lingered with the leader of the Doom Patrol. What started as restless nights and headaches, turned to fatigue, then aches and pains. But Mento was a proud man, and he wouldn't let anything stop him from his life's mission of crime fighting. But as the sickness dragged on, and with the rest of the team, especially Rita, kept pushing and pushing Steve to slow down and rest. Finally, their private doctor stated that Steve's body was weakening, and that any 'strenuous' activities would further damage the mans body. Beastboy didn't know the details, but he understood what it meant, 'Mento' the leader of the famous Doom Patrol needed to retire. Sometime after the defeat of The Brotherhood, Beastboy flew back to the Doom Manor, and visited his old team. There, Beastboy saw a side to his old family he never experienced. Mento was not the hard-ass leader that drilled the team to function to perfection. There were no loud orders to shape up, no calls for attitude adjustments, no remarks about setting aside personal feelings for the betterment of the team. Just a weakening man, surrounded by his wife, adopted son, and teammates who grew to be friends.

"At least The Brotherhood is put away," said Beastboy. They were in one of the living rooms in the manor. Steve just finished taking his prescriptions, and after hearing his sons words, visibly relaxed. He didn't want to throw in the towel, believing that he could still contribute to the team. He looked around the room, to his family, and he knew the general feeling of the Doom Patrol. Cliff made it clear these past few years that it was time for him to move on from crime fighting. Larry also shared his desire to hang up the suit, and travel the world to find the next chapter in his life. And Rita... her want to finally settle down, and be the loving wife that the Doom Patrol never let her be. Guilt filled Steve, guilt that he never let Rita be the woman that she wanted to be. A wife, a mother, the soulmate that he always believed that she was but never was because the Doom Patrol came first. So he exhaled and finally allowed his body to relax and sink into the plush couch. He looked to Beastboy, the son that he adopted, but never 'raised.' Never taught or guided through life like a father was meant to. So he slowly nodded his head and glanced between his family.

"Your right Garfield... with The Brain finally put away, i think. I think i, and the family, can finally slow it down and get to living the lives we always wanted. The most beautiful smile spread across Rita's face, followed by cliff and negative man, and finally Beastboy. After so many years of fighting crime, and deadly encounters with The Brotherhood, the Doom Patrol would finally hang their tights. They would leave behind the days of training, strategizing, planning and patrols to prepare the days of 'living.' He looked to Beastboy and gave a smile that Garfield couldn't ever remember seeing on his adopted fathers face. "I think its time we stop being a patrol, and start being a family." And after all the major hurdles that Beastboy had gone through with his titan family, starting with ravens sixteenth birthday and the rise of Trigon, Beastboy too sank back into the plush couch and laughed. Laughed with his family, with happy tears in their eyes and a warmth in their hearts that had never gotten the chance to grow. He smiled and talked with his 'mother' and 'father' and his 'uncles.' He heard the soft hum of electric wheels through the threshold and heard an aged voice.

"Then it's settled, after years of being outcasts and misfits, it's time we lay to rest our 'patrol days,' and look forward to the future."

And after hearing those words, relief and happiness filled Garfield and he couldn't wipe the smile off his face .He wasn't at the Doom Manor, he wasn't briefing with the Doom Patrol. He was at one of the homes he was blessed with, with one of the families that loved him, and that he loved too.

"...woosh" "...woosh" "...woosh" he didn't have to image the feelings that were going through his old family. That night at the Doom Manor, when it felt like the crime fighting was over and a normal life was finally at hand, was all a lie. Their worst enemy came back. Now, he felt like a fool for saying The Brain was put away. He felt just like the idiot he always felt he was, the fool Raven would think him. The overzealous weak link of the team, that Robin would straighten and correct when they were in the mix of fighting villains. He liked to think he matured these last few years, he knew he did, but it was that night and his belief that brought back feelings of immaturity.

Right now... right now was not the time for feeling sorry for himself, for feeling sorry for the Doom Patrol. It was time to prepare for war. a war that he wished didn't come, but he and his family didn't get to make that decision. The Brain did, and they would be ready to take them head on. His thoughts slowly began to drift to Raven, when his communicator buzzed. He removed it from his pocket and took a look at the lcd screen.

'Titans, meeting in the common room,' it read.

He stared at the screen for a few seconds, took a few breaths, and pocketed the device. he looked over the 'away' thinking spot he had discovered some time ago. His eyes landed on the lunchbox. He reached out and picked it up. he stood and walked to a wall that was made of rocks that had formed a barrier around the cliff he was just sitting at. He walked to the gap in the wall that housed his time capsule, gently places it inside its home, and moved a few rocks to protect it. He turned and looked out to the beach, to the tower that he called home. The sad and heavy feeling that he'd carried today... no. This feeling that he was carrying for some time now, draped over him. But he pushed it down, readied himself, and after shifting into a seagull, soared towards the tower.

He didn't remember when he arrived, or how he got to the common room. But Beastboy found himself standing before the large window that was the focal point of their 'living room.' Soon the door opened and Cyborg entered the room. He looked up from the terminal on his arm, and after pushing a few buttons, he walked right up to his best friend.

"Yo, BB. How's it going?

"... It's going alright, is everyone headed to the meeting?"

"I saw Starfire coming down the hallway, and Nightwing is probably getting together the last of his supplies. i haven't seen Raven all day."

Beastboy stayed silent and nodded his head. Cyborg looked over his best friend and teammate. He had observed his friend for some time, and still couldn't figure out what was bothering Beastboy. He had been supportive, offering to spend more time with the changeling, and even though the grass stain would smile and spend time together with him... What ever he was feeling was still in the air around him. He's been so busy with his own meetings and projects with STAR Labs, he hasn't been around as much as he used to be. But he still tried to make time for his team, for his family. Seeing his normally bright and happy friend so reserved, he decided after the meeting, he was going to take him aside and have a heart to heart with his 'brother.'

'swoosh'

"Boyfriend Dick, will the massage reach Tamaran in a much shorter time?" Starfire asked as both her and Nightwing walked into the room. They were just talking about an upgrade in the messaging tech to Starfire's home planet. Where she would have to wait some days as her talks with the Royal family and court reached them, contributions from STAR Labs and Wayne enterprises improved the communications and delivery between Earth and Tamaran. She had brought the topic to Nightwing when they bumped into one another in the hallway.

"Yes Kori, Bruce sent over the schematics that showed how it works. I'll get with Cy and we'll see about installing the computers and new satellites." Seeing that they joined the their friends, Starfire smiled and nodded before stopping before the large red couch and greeting Cyborg and Beastboy.

That's when he felt it, the shift in the room that was Raven teleporting into the common room. He always sensed it before she arrived, and he always felt his heart and senses afloat when she was around. But he didn't feel the giddiness that was his girlfriend being so close to him, the feeling that was in his chest just got tighter and tighter. Nightwing stood before his team and gave them each a look over, readying himself for the upcoming conversation. He last looked at Raven before stopping, surprised at her expression. He wasn't the only one, everyone but Beastboy was looking at her. Although she stood straight and ever the strong pillar she was, her light red eyes and disheveled look was not like her. Before he could ask her what was wrong he was interrupted.

"Hold up." Cyborg said loudly as he looked between Raven and Beastboy. Confusion on his features matched by the dynamic duo of their small family. "What's going on? There's been something going on between you two and I can't stand back any longer." Beastboy didn't move and Raven didn't answer. He huffed and continued. "I haven't been the only one to notice, and I've been giving you two space. But now I'm going to ask. What the heck is going on? Why are you so quiet and reserved B? Why is Raven so stressed?" After seeing Raven, he was done with giving them space and he wanted answers. Finally, Beastboy turned and looked at Raven.

"..."

There was a silent conversation between the couple, and somehow Beastboy looked more somber and Raven more reserved. Seeing that Raven couldn't speak, Beastboy slowly turned back to the rest of his team, but hadn't spoken up. Cyborg, frustrated, was about to again demand a reason for the behavior before he was interrupted.

"We're breaking up..." Beastboy said to the team.

Silence. Surprised faces were the only response from their team members. Even Nightwing who was holding papers and a flash drive had to put his arms down and stare at the two. Starfire's face pained as she looked between the two and her lips trembled a "W-what?" Cyborg couldn't move, couldn't speak. His brother just said the relationship that he had fought so hard for, bleed for, was coming to an end. He looked so defeated but accepting. All those years of Beastboy secretly liking Raven, then chasing after Raven in the most Beastboy way possible just disappeared. It was one of the biggest ammos that he had against his green teammate in their schoolboy teasing. That Beastboy liked the dark and mysterious Raven. But after some time of BB denying it, it slowly changed to BB's walls coming down and him finally asking his robotic best friend, "Do... do you think i have a chance?" He had seen a vulnerable side to his best friend that he never showed. It was no longer jokes and jabs given to the changeling. It was a fear and desire that Beastboy expressed to Cyborg. And at the time, as much as he liked Beastboy, he didn't think BB had a chance at wooing the sorcerous. Not a chance in hell. But he was his best friend, and he couldn't tell him no, so he sighed and looked the green shape shifter in the eyes. "I don't know BB, i really don't know what Raven would look for in a relationship. Or if she even would want to date someone, we don't know that about her..." But instead of hiding his feelings, instead of ignoring them, Beastboy rose up and achieved what Cy thought he could never do. He convinced Raven, after some time, to finally go on a date with him. He had seen their developing friendship over the years. Malchior and Terra... Trigon... He knew that the two had come so far from when they first met and they became a team. He remembered the exact date, and he couldn't believe it when he say it, but it was right there plain as day. Raven, with one of her rare smiles, small but just a beautiful, holding BB's hand. And the green bean shining like a small sun, that Cy thought he'd need sunglasses. It was that day that Cy felt guilt for doubting his best friend, and he threw the biggest dinner the tower had ever seen as a congratulation for the second couple in the tower.

Nightwing had so many questions circulating through him, that he temporarily forgot what the team meeting was about. There was grave news to deliver to the rest of the team, but... Beastboy and Raven separating. He stood and let his thoughts wonder on the subject. Ever since the fight with Trigon, and the link that Raven and he shared, he always felt some small connection to Raven. Where she had seen his life, his struggles in growing up to be Robin, he had felt some small essence of her life through Azarath. Her growing up to be a magic wielder, her teachings from the monks and early discovery of her father. They later talked after the defeat of Trigon, and even though they both felt awkward at sharing such an intimate experience, they both settled on the fact that they had someone who could fully understand them. After Trigon, Raven wasn't only the quiet but powerful teammate in the group, but almost like a sister to him. And he liked to think that he wasn't just the stuffy leader that reminded everyone that there was morning training to her. Something changed between the two of them, and they both had an appreciation that wasn't there before. And Beastboy... he didn't know what to think about the changelings words. Dick always had up and down feelings when dealing with Garfield. He never hated Beastboy, but he wasn't afraid to express his frustration and irritations with the shape shifter. Especially when it felt like Beastboy was more of a kid then a teen. He thought Beastboy a close rage powerhouse in a fight, but a kid on sugar when the fighting came to an end. He bothered everyone when in the tower, often pulling his attention away when he was going over case files. He didn't like it at first, and would get angry when Beastboy would get into one of his shenanigans. But after the incident with the 'Beast,' he saw a side to his teammate that wasn't there before. When he was so close to judge and condemn, Beastboy fought and protected Raven and Robin felt an emotion that there wasn't a lot of towards Beastboy before. Respect. And it only grew in the face of taking on Trigon, then later The Brotherhood. When Starfire asked for him to slow it down and enjoy the small moments the team shared together... When Cyborg told him to take the stick out of his behind and stop being so rigid... Beastboy was there to remind him that there was more to life than being a hero. He, Star and Cy all saw the developing relationship between Beastboy and Raven. He felt it through Raven. Her fear and insecurity's, her hidden desire to have someone want her. Want for her like what she thought Malchior felt for her. When he saw the efforts of Beastboy succeed, covered in bandages from Ravens rough handling of him along the way, he finally hand to bow his head and laugh. He did it, a one in a TRILLION chance, but the immature and childish Beastboy did it. And what felt like a huge cornerstone of their Titan family just crumbled right in front of them.

Starfire had known that there was an issue that was hurting her two dear friends. She had spent much of the girl time between her and Raven being supportive for the sorcerous. And even though Raven never disclosed what the problem between her and Beastboy, Starfire did not hesitate to be present and lend the shoulder to her sister. She believed that whatever the issue that pained the two, they could overcome. That may be naive of her, but she always believed and hoped that good would come to the family that took her in. Her mind drifted to how Raven became a much greater friend after the power swap that they had experienced. She remembered how Raven thanked her for her loyalty and bravery in the face of her father. How Raven listened to her gush about the developing relationship between her and Nightwing after the Brushogan battle in Tokyo. A short but wonderful memory of Raven turning from the dark and mysterious titan, into the sister that she had always prayed Blackfire to be. But somewhere along the way, after Raven told her privately that she would accept Garfield's advances, after her talks about her new emotions, fears and inadequacy's, after seeing a sense of happiness fill Raven like never before... something changed. Her sister didn't gush in her special sort of way about her relationship. She didn't share the numerous things that Garfield did to make her happy. No more about the funny but heartfelt dates with Gar. Something changed, and Raven wouldn't tell. So she sat, and listened, and did what she could for her sister. Hoping and wishing that Raven's struggles would be defeated, just like all her enemies and foes before them. What could they be, was it Garfield? Her teammate turned brother? She remembered meeting Garfield for the first time, when she escaped from her captors. How a Stranger, who knew nothing of her and owed her nothing, charged against unknown enemies to protect her, and later accept her as a friend. Who grew from a child to a young man, worthy of Raven's heart after so many years of pain and hardships. What could possibly be hurting her brother and sister so?

Silence continued in the common room, no one spoke or knew what to say. Raven shifted and tried to support her weight. she opened her mouth, hesitated, but nothing came out. Garfield still stood there, unmoving and attention unfocused. She looked over the faces of her family members, seeing the confusion and desire to know just what was going on. She couldn't stay silent anymore. after a few even breathes, she finally spoke.

"I- I'm pregnant..."

Silence. Again. Raised eyebrows shot up even further. "P-Pregnant?" Starfire asked. Finally knowing what was hurting her sister. "Pregnant?" Nightwing asked. Now knowing what was causing and issue between his two family members. "Pregnant?" Cyborg said. Eyes shooting between the couple.

"You're pregnant" Cy said looking at Raven, before turning his head to Garfield, "And your breaking up?! What the HELL man? Ravens pregnant and you're ending the relationship! How the HELL can you leave Raven like this BB!" Cy turned around and took a few paces before rounding on Garfield again. "You know how irresponsible it was to not practice safety, that we can forgive, but you leaving her when she needs you the most!"

Nightwing finally took a step forward before joining the conversation. "Garfield, I don't know what you and Raven have been discussing about your pregnancy, but this is a huge mistake of you two separating. It's none of our business what you to do in your relationship, but I would have thought you Garfield would take more responsibility with this outcome." He took one look at Raven's pained state. "Your leaving Raven as she's carrying your child? I can't even imagine you'd do something like this. I didn't think you'd have this side of you Garfield, to turn away when your girlfriend is expecting."

Star didn't say anything, she couldn't take her eyes of Raven. She heard Dick and Victor continue to yell at Garfield. She heard the anger, disappointment, the HURT in their words, as they talked down to her brother. And as the heated words amongst her brother and lover grew louder, Raven began to shake her head. She shook her head more and more, tears beginning to stream down her cheeks.

"N-N-No..."

"I've lost a lot of respect for you BB!" "How could you be so selfish Garfield?" And Garfield stood there.

"N-No..."

"We're not gonna stand by and let you dump Raven like this is some high school drama!" "There's going to be a big shift in responsibilities and expectation Garfield, and you better own up to them" And Garfield stood there.

"No, no, no, no..."

Hearing the growing wails of their sister, Cyborg and Dick stopped their grilling of Garfield to look at Raven. Seeing the stress that was bubbling and about to pour out of her, they both opened their mouths to console her, but she spoke before they could say anything.

"H-He's not the father!"... and Garfield stood there.

"He's not the father... he's not the father..." Raven whispered, her shaking finally ending. Then before anyone could say anything, she sunk into the floor, most likely heading to her room. And the common room was silent again. No one spoke, the room that was filled Anger and disappointment vanished, and was replaced with nothing. The only sound that was made, was the 'woosh' of the automatic doors as Starfire shot out of the room, heading towards Raven. Dick and Victor stood stalk still, staring where Raven had stood a few seconds ago. They didn't know how long they stared, but they finally turned to look at Garfield. And Garfield stood there. He turned to his two best friends, his own two brothers. He said, "I already know what the meetings about... come find me when we're ready to head out." And Garfield turned, in what direction he didn't know, but he turned and walked away. Walked away from this great big mess that he couldn't tell for the life of him if he could beat this.