Two Becomes Three (RobRaeforLife collab)

Chapter Two

Nightwing pulled himself out of the bed, trying his best not to wake Raven.

He had been up multiple times throughout the night due to her nightmares. Every time she had one, her emotions were transferred to him.

He was forced to either let the emotions invade his mind, or wake up the pregnant, tired Raven.

He went with the former.

It had been a little over a week since she broke the news to him, and he was dreading telling Cyborg. But, he needed to. He was the only other Titan who could help her if anything went wrong with her health during pregnancy.

If Nightwing was sick or hurt, Cyborg would be the next best to keep Raven healthy.

The black-haired male made his way to the bathroom, keeping his steps quiet.

He saw Raven turn on her side, and stopped for a moment to get a better look at her.

Her pale face was covered with strands of wild, purple hair. Her expression was content, which relieved him.

He sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. He knew that Cyborg would probably kill him. In fact, he'd be lucky to be live through the day. He quickly turned around when he heard a noise.

A now awake Raven stood behind him, leaning against the doorframe in her sleep shirt.

"Rae. What are you doing awake?"

She gave him a half awake smile. "I noticed my pillow was gone." She said in an almost joking manner."

He walked over to her, holding her cheek in his hand. He looked at her, noticing how she still seemed to be lacking sleep.

"You ok? You look kind of tired."

She nodded. "I'll be fine, Richard. I just need my tea."

"I know you're not going to like what I'm about to say, but it's for your own good."

Raven raised a brow, her smile evaporating slowly. It was replaced with her cocked head and furrowed brows.

"What is it, Richard?"

Nightwing sighed, rubbing his chin as he spoke.

"I think you should spend a little more time in bed and less time doing late night reading...."

She scoffed, rolling her eyes at him and shifting her weight on her other foot.

"You know I can't do that."

Nightwing took his hand from her cheek, turning away from her to grab the spare toothbrush he kept in her room.

"All I'm saying is that maybe you should try reding for only a couple hours, not past midnight, that way you can get more sleep. It's good for you and the baby."

She sighed.
"That's like asking Beast Boy to give up video games: probably never happening."

"At least try to for me Rachel. You and the baby need it." He told her, looking directly into her eyes.

"Fine. I'll try to cut down on the late night reading a bit." She stepped into the bathroom, grabbing her hairbrush to brush out her hair.

"Dick?" She took a deep breath. "How are we going to tell Cyborg?"

Nightwing thought about it for a moment, applying toothpaste to his brush.

"Well, I think we should tell everyone in the Tower at the same time, that way he can't go crazy because of Star in the room."