Identity Crisis

Issues

Vicky bent over the body with a sick feeling in her stomach. Dozens of things were going through her mind at once, like, would she go to jail for manslaughter? Or what if she hid the body?

"Please don't be dead," she repeated as she reached for his wrist. She breathed a sigh of relief as she felt his pulse; he was still alive, "Oh Thank God," she whispered, and she actually meant it. She sat on the floor and hugged her knees as she stared at the body and tried to figure out what to do next.

"Who are you?" she whispered. She tentatively brushed her fingers over his mask, "And why were you following me?" She scooted closer and fingered the edge of the mask. She knew she shouldn't take it off, but...

She pulled her hand away, she knew it wasn't her secret to reveal; but then again, he was a first-class creep. It was kind of her duty to take off the mask. She bit her lip and hesitantly reached for the mask. She slowly uncovered his mouth and nose, there was something strangely familiar about them.

He groaned, causing her to freeze for a moment and hold her breath before pulling it off his eyes. She gasped, "Oh crap crap crap crap crap." She yanked the mask back down, as she realized where she knew him from "Holy—" she ran her hands through her hair and took a deep breath to calm the feeling of nauseousness growing in her stomach, "Dick Grayson?" she whispered.

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Beast Boy wasn't exactly sure how long he'd been doing the same exact thing. Probably not too long, but the repetitiveness made it feel like forever. Since earlier that afternoon he and Raven had been going through every detail of Terra's life with the Titans.

"Is the pizza here yet?" he asked as he sorted through some old pictures. He was trying not to look at them. Despite his theory, he didn't want to get involved personally. He wanted Tara to be happy, and if staying away was the best way to do that, he'd do it; for her.

"You're supposed to give them thirty minutes after you order," said Raven without looking up from the files she held, "Be patient."

He shifted uncomfortably, his fingers were aching from picking through box after box of files and photos, his eyes were tired from reading paperwork, and so far, nothing he'd found had been on Terra, "Ugh," he groaned, "Why do we have so much paper here, I thought that's what the giant computer was for."

"Just keep looking," Raven answered. He rolled his eyes and threw the photos he was holding across the room, or at least he tried. They just kind of floated in the air for a second then drifted back down to the ground. Raven glared at him and after grumbling a little he started picking them up.

One of them in particular caught his eye, it wasn't an ordinary photo, it was one of the ones he and Terra had taken in the photo booth. He smiled a little as he remembered the faces he'd made, and when Terra had punched him out of the booth.

"Did you find one?" asked Raven. Beast Boy looked up to see her staring at him.

"Yeah," he mumbled, "But it's not important" He started to tear it up, but Raven stopped him.

"Beast Boy," she said, placing a hand on his shoulder. She wasn't good with emotional talks, but Beast Boy was a really good friend, despite being annoying sometimes. And she felt like she should do something for him, "I know it can hurt sometimes," she said, "But sometimes you just have to embrace the pain, or you'll never be able to move on."

"Thanks Rae," said Beast Boy, looking at her through watery eyes. He unexpectedly pulled her into a hug, which at first, she didn't respond to, but after getting over the initial surprise she gently hugged him back.