"So, you're telling me that Terra is alive?" Cyborg looked at us with disbelief. "How on Earth did that happen?"

"You're guess is as good as mine…" I muttered. They had me on a bed all wired up to machines in the medical room. I had just woken up from a three day long slumber – my body was probably just healing and regenerating itself. Kory, Garfield, and Cyborg were all with me trying to understand the situation. "What I can tell you is she was incredibly vicious. Her voice…it was so terrifying. I'm surprised you haven't chimed in, Gar." He furrowed his brow and still didn't have a single word to say as he leaned against the wall opposite from where my bed was.

When I had woken up earlier today, I told them everything. I had to; Cyborg and Kory were hovering me constantly and begged for answers and an explanation. For whatever reason Garfield wouldn't tell them much. I was well rested, but I could definitely go back to sleep for another solid three hours.

"It is rather absurd that we have to deal with this bad person again." Star sighed. "We all saw her die right in front of us. Or so, we presumed. Xena had hit her right in the chest near her heart; no human could survive that sort of blow." Garfield rolled his eyes at her commentary and shifted his weight onto his other foot.

"What's your problem?" I barked at him. "You haven't said an entire thing all day. You were there with me. Why wont you talk or say anything? You've always been so immature."

"Excuse me?" He walked towards me a little. "You have no idea what I'm thinking about right now. You have no fucking idea." There was a pause. "Oh wait, why don't you take a peak?"

"You and I both know I would never invade your privacy. You're attitude is completely unnecessary, Gar."

"Then mind your own damn business Raven."

"Get out." His eyes widened. I repeated myself. "Get. Out." I pointed towards the door. These little mood swings of his were incredibly hurtful. I had enough for right now. But of course, he was being stubborn and didn't move.

"You two need to talk and knock it off. Garfield, you're 23, stop acting like a toddler!" Cyborg scolded, guiding Starfire out of the room. "Figure it out, guys." The door slammed behind them.

Neither of us said a word for a good two minutes. I sat up in bed and stared down at my hands. As for Garfield, he was still leaning against the wall and tapping his foot.

"You almost died." Finally he said something.

"I'm well aware."

"Why didn't you reach me sooner?" Why on earth was he lecturing me so much? "God I can't even think of what could have happened if you hadn't contacted me."

"I can handle myself." For the time being, that was a lie.

"Raven, you erupted into mass destruction. What if you killed her?"

"So be it."

"That's ridiculous!"

"So, Xena killed her apparently, and you were fine with it? But God forbid if I killed her, you'd be upset."

"Because Raven!" He shouted.

"Because what, Gar?" I dished it out right back at him.

"Because, that's not who you are. You're a kind, empathetic human being. If you killed someone, I don't know what I'd think. I admire you for being able to try and control every situation. That's why whenever you go crazy like that it terrifies me. I was so worried." Worry. All I sensed from him was concern towards me.

"Stop worrying about me so much." My tone was cold.

"What…"

"Just stop. You're wasting your energy. You have no reason to. You never did before."

"That isn't even true, Raven. I always worried about you. Even after you left. I thought about you every day." Why would he waste his time doing such things? My heart skipped a beat; I refused to look him in the eye. "Stop shutting everyone out. God damnit, I thought by now you would have been a little better about that. We didn't shut you out, did we? Hell no we didn't. So stop doing it to us – to me!" Another moment of silence.

"You did that to me; my lash out. You caused it." I confessed.

"What? Don't blame that on me! What is that supposed to mean? Did you even listen to a word I just said—

"Garfield! Shut up and listen! It was because she was hurting you. I couldn't take it anymore; I couldn't sit there helplessly and watch you be thrown around like that. It was disgusting, it hurt me." Our eyes met. "Now will you just leave me alone?" We stared at each other. I was melting; I had this urge to run at him and hug him; to apologize and explain to him that I loved him and I was so concerned. Wait. What. In love with him? There it was. No. I wasn't. We just reunited, how could that be? I needed to stop lying to myself. I always had feelings for him.

"I will, but I know it's not what you want." I opened my mouth to testify towards what he had just said, but before I could, he walked out and gently closed the door behind him. No. I jumped out of bed and detached all of the wires pressed up against my chest, arms, and forehead.

"Garfield!" I ran out the door and towards him down the hall. He turned his head, cocking an eyebrow. As soon as I approached him and met eyes, all the fear came back. "Uhm." I halted right in front of him, nearly stumbling into his chest. All the words I wanted to say completely left. What if he didn't like me that way? We just started talking again. I mean the way he was acting… No. He just cares. He's a friend.

"Are you alright…?" I hadn't noticed I was staring blankly at his face this entire time I was battling my thoughts and speculations. My face turned warm and I had nothing to hide the soft blush on my cheeks. I was seeing him in such a different light. He was so mature – so handsome… Get a hold of yourself! I shivered. Looking down, I hadn't realized I was in a tank, shorts, and completely braless. I had some red marks on my skin from where the wires were hooked up and snug against my body. The light bulb above us turned black and popped.

"Oh my god." I whispered and Garfield started laughing.

"You're right, your powers are a little wonky." At least he seemed a bit more lighthearted compared to about five minutes ago. I crossed my arms on my chest out of embarrassment. "But seriously, what's up?"

"I-I don't remember."

"You're such a liar. You ran out of that room like a crazy lady, there has to be something going on in that little head of yours." He teased. My lips pressed together as I bowed my head in shame, remaining completely mute.

"There is nothing, Gar." I turned away to escape any further objection he might have had. Perhaps at some point I would be able to sit down and talk with him; to tell him everything I was feeling and thinking. But, in a realistic world for me, confrontational situations about emotion were terrifying and I strayed as far away as possible. To my surprise he did not come after me; he continued to stroll down the hall to tend to other important tasks.

As the day dragged on, I did not get a lot accomplished. After my little scene in the hallway in front of Gar, I hid away in my bedroom like old times. I took a small nap here and there, but could not see to fall asleep for a long period of time. After a while I just gave up and got dressed into something more modest than short shirts and a tank. It had to have been after seven by now, which wasn't that late; someone had to be up.

By no surprise, everyone was lingering around the main area; talking and eating like one big family. They all sat around the counter and tried to talk over one another with these fun and exciting stories. Sure enough, the moment I walked through the door, all their attention turned towards me. Cyborg smiled wide.

"Hey Rae, how are you feeling?" He stood up and grabbed a plate, walking over and handing it to me. "Grab something to eat and sit down with all of us." I wasn't hungry but took the dish to be polite.

"Sure." I took a mere dinner roll and put a small amount of butter on it before taking a seat next to Starfire, far away from Garfield; I couldn't stand to look at him at the moment; it would get me all flustered. All of me hoped and prayed no one would bring up the whole Terra incident for the rest of the night; it had been on my mind all day and I did not want to dwell on it anymore.

"Alas, Xena and I are going to the street fair tomorrow evening!" Starfire said excitedly, peering over at her girlfriend. I took a small bite of my bread. "Would anyone like to tag along?" Cassie and Jaime looked at each other, talking amongst themselves to make a decision. All I could do was reflect back to when we used to go to the street fair when were teens. I bit my lower lip.

"I'll go." Everyone fell silent and turned their attention towards me. I shifted on my stool and cleared my throat, repeating myself. "I want to go, is that bad?"

"So you do have some fun in you still." Garfield announced, peering down at me from the opposite end of the counter. "Isn't that surprising." He teased. I gave him a cold, dirty look. "Ya'll have fun, as much as I'd like to partake, someone has to man the tower." Cyborg said while standing up and taking his dish to the sink. "None of you do anything stupid." He gave Garfield a look. None of us could make any promises when it came to that man.

"So it's settled. We're all going tomorrow except for Vic because he's boring as hell per usual." Gar declared. "I'll make sure to babysit all of you kiddies."

"Ugh shut up." Cassie rolled her eyes and cleaned up her area before going, if I were to guess, to her room.

"You are the one who needs babysitting." I gave Garfield the smallest of smiles before sinking into a black portal into the ground, gathering a bit of confidence and refraining from breaking eye contact with him the entire time. A small, teasing smirk appeared on my face before teleporting into my bedroom for the night.