¿There really isn't... a reason?

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"You told him?" Beastboy asked me in disbelief.

"He needed to know. He's our leader." I tried to explain.

"Did he yell at you?"

"No. He apologized for everything." I said, feeling more upset as moments passed.

"Good. He hasn't treated you fair ever since you came back."

I nodded, looking down at my hands.

He sat down on the bed with me.

"Are you okay?" He nudged my arm.

"I don't know. I guess I'm happier that I didn't react like I did when I told you about it." I told him as I rested my head on his shoulder.

"I told him he could tell the rest of the team if he wanted to." I told him.

"You want them to know?"

"No but, they deserve to know." I breathed out.

They did deserve to know.

They're my best friends.

I jumped to the sound of the crime alert.

"Well, we can't go. Yay..." he said sarcastically.

I jerked from a cold chill.

I sighed and then snuggled in his arms.

He held me tightly, like he always did, and I felt a happiness wash over me.

Even with all this stuff going on around me.

I still had him.

And I couldn't be more happy.

"I love you." I told him.

I wanted him to know that truly.

I wanted him to know that I wasn't faking it, or that I wasn't going to stab him in the back like all the others did in his past.

His past still makes me cry thinking about it.

His parents,

Those two men,

Hiding to avoid being killed,

And he is still so happy.

And he's the best person I know.

He truly has a heart of gold.

"I love you pretty girl." He gave me a tight squeeze.

I lifted my head, and I messed with his hair.

I was about to kiss him, but both of our communicators went off.

He answered his.

"Beastboy, Raven. I need you to come. We left the T-car there so one of you can drive over here." Robin said frantically.

"What's wrong?" Beastboy asked him.

"There's a girl, she's going crazy. She's about 15. Her mom... is at the hospital, and we've tried to calm her down but she won't. Just come down here now!" Robin yelled. We heard a piece of glass break as he hung up.

I sighed, I really didn't feel good at all.

I didn't want to leave.

I didn't want to drive either.

But I knew I had to.

We had to.
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I drove up to the apartment complex, and I parked the car.