Jason beat at the walls of the interrogation room. He pounded on the thick glass windows with his fists, over and over again until they became bruised and bloody. He couldn't crack the glass, but if he didn't stop soon he would break himself.

"He saved the Joker! He saved the Joker!" He kept screaming those words, over and over again, until the whole room was echoing with his screeches.

From behind the two-way mirror, the Titans watched, unsure of what to do.

Dick sat quietly in his chair, his hands folded on the table, him looking down at them vacantly. No one could tell what he was thinking, but it was hard to think with Jason's screams, anyway. Dick didn't seem to notice Jason's screams. He seemed so out of it, dazed, like he was floating in a different world.

"Do you think we should have put Ro–Richard in a different room?" Starfire asked.

"No. I don't think it would have made much of a difference," Cyborg replied. "Besides, it's easier to keep an eye on both of them this way."

"Should someone at least attempt to do the downward calming of Jason?" Starfire asked.

"I don't think it would work. He's too worked up. At this point, I think the best we can do it to just let him work through it. Wait it out, y'know?" Cyborg watched as Jason punched the glass, over and over again until he howled in pain, clutching his knuckles. Cyborg knew that he had probably just broken them.

"I think he's gonna need medical attention in a little bit," Cyborg said.

"You sure we shouldn't separate them?" Raven asked. "All that negative energy in there can't be good for either of them."

"For right now, it'll work," Cyborg replied. He sighed, and leaned forward, leaning on a ledge. He didn't know what to do with them.

Dick wasn't really doing anything aside from sitting and waiting, and Jason was only beating the frustration out of himself. If things went well, they could all sit down and talk like reasonable people, try to figure out what to do next, what course they should take. Whether Jason should go to jail or not, whether Dick would remain on the team or not, what the Titans should tell the general public, what course of action they could all agree upon. But, seeing as how things were going, that wouldn't happen any time soon.

Right now, it came down to just the four of them observing. They hadn't started talking yet, and none of them were eager to. They knew they had a long, hard, possibly violent talk in front of them.

"What should we do?" Raven asked.

They all knew what she meant.

"I don't know," Cyborg replied. "But I think that if Robin still wants to be on the team, we should let him remain on the team."

"What of the Red X?" Starfire asked. "Jason, I mean. Robin offered him a place on the team. Should we let him on?"

"If Robin's not on the team, then it's not his place to let others on the team," Beast Boy piped up. "Besides, he'll make anyone an Honorary Titan. I just don't think he's cut out to be one, though."

"Jason still attempted to kill Joker, and then he attempted to kill Batman," Raven stated. "We need to take that into consideration."

"Please, we should be getting Richard out of there," Starfire said, placing her hands and forehead on the glass. "I do not think it is the most healthy for him to be within the room with Jason."

"He'll be fine," Beast Boy said, crossing his arms.

"Let's start with something simple," Cyborg said. "If Robin wants back on the team, should we let him?"

"Yes," Starfire immediately said.

"I dunno," Beast Boy said. "I mean, he's been kinda loopy ever since this whole Jason business started."

"For once, I agree with Beast Boy," Raven said. "He has been ill-tempered, illogical, and not acting like himself. I think it would be a good idea to keep an eye on him, to see if he gets better from his current state, but suppose he stays like this. I don't think that he would do well with this team anymore."

"So what'd'you guys say?" Cyborg asked them all.

Raven and Beast Boy turned their heads to look at Dick, sitting quietly in the interrogation room while Jason raged around him.

"I think," Raven spoke up, "that if he wants to stay on the team, we should let him, but he shouldn't be in a position of leadership. He should be demoted."

"Yeah, what she said," Beast Boy agreed.

Cyborg, Raven, and Beast Boy turned to look at Starfire, wondering what she would say. She watched Dick for another minute before sighing and said, "I agree with Raven. If he stays, he shouldn't be leader."

"So who should be leader then?" Beast Boy asked. He smiled and rubbed his nails on his uniform. "Because, if you need someone to lead–"

"Not now, BB," Cyborg said. "We'll decide that when the time is right. Right now, there are more important items to discuss."

In the interrogation room, Jason was finally starting to calm down. He had hurt himself so much that the throbbing pain was starting to overwhelm him. He sat down in the chair across from Dick, hunched over and grimacing.

"Raven," Cyborg said, "in a few minutes, go in and check on them. See if he needs healing."

Raven nodded.

"What be the next question?" Starfire asked.

"What should we do with Red X?" Cyborg asked. "If he doesn't give up his life of crime, then clearly we should hand him over to the police and let them handle him. But suppose he does give it up. Should we let him go free?"

"Yes," Raven said. "You vouched for him earlier. If he swears to go clean, then we should give him a chance, if only to uphold what you said earlier."

"I dunno," Beast Boy said. "He's pretty shifty to me. Plenty of people lie just to go free, especially criminals like him. If he says he'll stop robbing people, and we just let him go, then what does that say about us?"

"Those are both good points," Cyborg said. "Star, what do you think?"

"I do not know what to think," she whispered. A long moment of silence passed before she said, "But I do believe in second chances. I think we should give him that."

"To go further with this, what about letting him on the team?" Cyborg asked.

"No," Raven said.

"No way," Beast Boy said.

"Starfire?" Cyborg asked, turning to look at her. She was quiet, watching the two men through the glass. They didn't think she would ever answer.

"What do you think, Cyborg?" Starfire asked him, turning to look at him. "You haven't been voicing opinions of your's much."

"Honestly, I don't think we should," he said. "It would be a bad idea to let him on the team just because of family relations. We need to know we can trust him to be a part of the Titans, and so far he's given us no proof."

Starfire nodded. "I can see the logic in that," she said. "I will agree with you."

"Anything else?" Beast Boy asked. "Or are we finally done here?"

"We haven't even started," Cyborg replied.

"We need to speak to them, too," Raven told him, gesturing to the two-way mirror. "What they say and do will determine our decisions more than what we have just talked about. And it will not be easy. Ro–Richard has all but shut down and Jason is far too unruly to have a conversation with."

"We should put them in the medical bay," Starfire said, walking over to join her friends. "That way, their wounds will heal, they will have the time to do the thinking, and they might be like who they once were. Yes?"

"They'll never be who they once were," Raven told her. She put a hand on Starfire's shoulder. "Too many things have happened. I'm sorry."

Starfire looked down at the ground. Her jaw was starting to quiver, but she pretended like nothing was wrong. She nodded and choked out, "The okay." She looked away from Raven, from Cyborg and Beast Boy, from the two-way mirror. She stared at the ground, seeing nothing but her own thoughts in her head.

"We should put them in the medical bay," Raven said, hoping that would cheer Starfire up a little.

Luckily, Raven saw the hint of a smile tug at Starfire's lips, and felt her emotions turn from dismal to having a small glimmer of happiness inside her.

"Yeah," Cyborg said with a sigh. "We should."

He looked through the two-way mirror, carefully observing Dick and Jason. It was oddly quiet then, for Jason's lack of screaming made the air feel eerily empty. The two of them were just sitting at the table, but when Cyborg looked closer he could see Jason's lips moving. They were discussing something.

He couldn't hear them, so he turned the speaker up. It didn't do much help; their whispers cracked in the speakers. Clearly, it was a private conversation. Cyborg narrowed his eye.

He turned and exited the room. Starfire saw him enter the interrogation room a minute later, talking to the two of them. "We're gonna put you in the medical bay," he told the both of them. "You both have injuries that we need to address, and you–" he looked at Jason "–have made your's worse by beating yourself up in here."

Jason rolled his eyes at him but said nothing.

Cyborg looked back to Dick. "Come on," he said, gesturing for him to stand. "Let's get you both in the bay."

Dick shook his head. "No. I'm fine."

"Robin, we've been through this before–"

"I'm not Robin anymore!" Dick snapped. Jason seemed unsurprised by that news. "I meant what I said. I can't be a part of this team anymore."

"Robin, relax. You just need some sleep and–"

"No," Dick snapped again. "Stop treating me like a child! Don't you see? I can make my life decisions on my own, without help from you, and I've decided to leave this team!"

"But why?" Starfire had entered the interrogation room, and was now looking at Dick pleadingly. "Why must you leave the Titan team? We work well together, and you are our dearest friend. Please. I do not wish for you to leave."

"Hey, if you really, really wanted me to, I could stay," Jason said, trying his best to flirt, but it came out flat instead. His heart just wasn't in it.

Starfire ignored him.

She took a step towards Dick, and grasped his hands in hers. "Please. Do you not see? You are essential to this team, to our lives…to my life. Robin, if you leave, you will be missed sorely by all. Don't go."

Tears were starting to form in her eyes, and she didn't try to blink them away. She let them streak down her cheeks, never taking her eyes away from Dick's mask-less eyes.

"Aw, Dick, just stay," Jason said. He didn't want to see anyone crying. "Come on, think about what you're giving up. What you have here, it's paradise. I'm the one who has nothing to lose, remember?"

"If you feel that way, then why don't you join the Titans?" Dick snapped at him.

"Please," Jason scoffed. "You really think I'd be let on the team?" He looked at Cyborg. "Am I wrong?"

"No," Cyborg replied. "We all agreed that you could not join us. Not for a long time."

Jason looked back at Dick. "Ya see?"

Quietly, Beast Boy and Raven slipped into the room. They both stayed near the corners, not wanting to draw attention to themselves.

"Look, all of you! I've made up my mind. I'm leaving this team. That's final," Dick said.

"Will you at least come back to us someday?" Starfire asked, her words broken and slurred.

"Maybe. Probably. Someday," he replied.

"Why, X'hal?" she whispered in Tamaranian. "Why must I lose him?"

"Question," Jason broke in. Three sets of eyes turned to him. "What's to happen to me?"

They were all quiet for about a minute. Finally, Cyborg spoke up and said, "We've decided that you cannot join the Titans given your current track record…"

"Well that's a given," Jason said.

"However, we will let you go free only on these conditions. One: you give up crime for good, and I mean all crime. Including petty theft. Two: you return the Red X suit you stole. And three: you swear to keep all that has transpired here a secret."

Jason said, "I'll keep your secrets, and the suit's in my bag you confiscated. As for crime, there's no way I can give that up." Before anyone could say anything, he added, "Theft was what kept me alive when I was on the streets. Stealing food to eat, stealing tires for money to pay for rent, stealing shoes so I wouldn't have to walk around barefoot when my old ones fell apart. I can't just give it up like that."

"Then we have no choice but to detain you," Cyborg said.

"Sure, send me to jail. After you vouched for me like that in front of Batman, I thought you'd honor that. You didn't turn in Batman, why turn in me?"

"Because Batman works only for the good of Gotham, and for the further good of a much bigger picture. You steal for the fun of it," Cyborg replied.

Jason scoffed and crossed his arms, glaring at the window pane.

"I think we can have a compromise," Raven said, stepping forward. She walked over so she stood in Jason's line of sight. "You return the Red X suit and belt, and swear your secrecy on the power of Azarath, and you can return home to Selina. Deal?"

Jason looked her over. She looked just as strange now as the day he'd first laid eyes on her.

"Deal," he said, not even thinking about it.

"Swear on the power of Azarath."

Jason sighed, uncrossed his arms, and held up one hand. "I swear on the power of Azarath–"

"No," Raven said. "It must be done correctly." She unbuckled her belt and placed it in Jason's palms. She made him clutch his fists around it, and then begin again.

"I, Jason Peter Todd of Gotham, swear upon the power of Azarath that I shall keep what has transpired within the last week a secret from all."

When he was done, he tossed Raven her belt back, and stormed out the door.

"Someone should make sure he gets back alright," Cyborg muttered to Beast Boy, and he slipped out from the room.

Raven slipped out with him, wanting to make sure that Beast Boy didn't screw up what he was doing again.

Cyborg watched Starfire and Dick for another second before he too turned and left the room.

"Why, Richard," Starfire whispered when they were all alone. "Why must you leave?"

"Because I have to do this," he said. His eyes were dry, but Starfire heard (hoped) a slight tremble to his voice. "I know you understand. You know me, Starfire."

Dick stood up to leave.

"Let go, Star," he said, trying to pull his hands away from hers. Starfire held fast to them.

"I can go with you," she said.

"No. I want to be alone. I need to be alone." He paused. "Maybe you don't understand after all," he said in a dark voice. He wretched his hands away from hers, and headed towards the door.

"Can I at least know where you will go?" Starfire asked.

"I don't know where I'm going," Dick replied. "But I won't be in Jump City. I'm thinking maybe…Bludhaven."

The End

I'm planning a sequel to this story, but don't expect anything soon.