"It's not good," Cyborg spoke in a hushed tone as he closed the door to Robin's medical room and addressed his friends.

"How bad?" Beast Boy asked, worry in his voice.

Cyborg shook his head, "Dislocated arm, three cracked ribs, two broken, a massive concussion, multiple contusions, torn ligaments, scrapes and cuts just about everywhere. He's tired, disorientated, and injured. It'll be a while yet before he's back on his feet like the Robin we know."

"Impossible," Starfire shook his head, "Robin would never stand by when he can be a hero. He is too dedicated to his duties as a Teen Titan."

"I don't know, Star," Cyborg placed a sullen hand on her shoulder, "I just don't know. He's resting now, I'll be able to assess his progress in a few days."

Cyborg trudged out of the room, off to finish recharging. Beast Boy followed him, ears drooping down, whining like a sad dog. Raven's head remained bowed the whole time. She wanted to go into Robin's room and check up on him, but she felt it wasn't her place. She didn't want to interfere anymore than she already had.

"Starfire?" she stopped before leaving.

The Tamaranian gave her a sad look in response.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean for any of this to happen."

"I know, Raven, I am sorry for my reaction. I understand."

Raven dipped her head and walked out, eager to escape to her room to wallow and meditate her burden and guilt away.

Starfire took a deep breath and pushed open Robin's door. The room was dark, it smelled of medication, and Robin was lying in the bed. His spiky black hair was matted, his skin pale, his eyes shadowy, and his body wrapped in gauze.

"Oh, Robin," she felt a tear slide down her cheek.

Instinctively, she sat gently on his bedside, her hand clasping his in support. His skin was cold, and she wondered if she should bring more blankets to warm him. But she didn't know human medicine, everything was still so foreign to her. She was afraid she would hurt him, only Cyborg would truly know.

"I am sorry I failed you," Starfire bowed her head, "Robin, I should have been prepared to go to your aid. I was not fast enough, and now you pay the price."

Starfire shut her eyes and felt more tears start to surge, but she gasped and looked down as she felt fingers rub against hers. Robin's eyes were still closed, but his fingers moved beside hers, trying to give her support.

She felt tears of mixed feelings well up in her eyelids. Of joy and misery.

"Robin!" she cried happily, "Please, you must get better! We need you, the Titans need you…I need you!"

She gasped as the words spilled out of her mouth. What was she saying? As if she had no control over herself.

"Slade will never harm you, Robin, I will always be there now. Never again shall you end up like this," she vowed earnestly.

She gave his hand one final squeeze before gathering herself and strolling out of the room, confident that Robin would return to her.

It was late the next night. Raven had locked herself up in her room like Rapunzel in her tower. Except, she wasn't waiting for a dreamy prince to stride in an save the day. There were no princes and miracles in this life. She had hurt her friend, their leader…how could she live with herself? Robin had been in a chemically induced coma for almost a day now, a mandatory measure when his heart rate and brain activity went crazy due to the pain he was subconsciously feeling. She yearned for him to wake up so she could express her deepest apologies. The only comfort she had was him waking up one day and yelling at her for her carelessness and lack of attention. She would be grateful, because he would be okay. That was in a picture perfect world.

Raven had locked herself away in her meditation as well, praying for Robin's health and for the forgiveness of him and her team. Despite their protests, Raven put all the blame on herself. Cyborg and Beast Boy mustered the courage to knock at her door and she quickly dismissed their reassurances that the responsibility was on all of their shoulders. She just couldn't get Starfire's words out of her head…the look of anger in her eyes when she blamed Raven of Robin's fall.

She had to see him, she had to go and make sure he was doing okay. Raven waited till the night was late and the Titans were asleep. She creeped out of her bedroom, her cloak falling around her body like a shield of armor. Her head was reeling with emotions, but she was determined to see Robin. She stepped into the elevator as it travelled down quietly throughout Titan's tower and stopped on the medical bay floor. Raven put one foot in front of the other and stood at the entrance of Robin's room. She gathered herself and pushed open the door, the creak resonating through the room eerily.

He was lying in bed. A blanket was pulled up to his chest, and his arms were draped across his chest listlessly. Raven stepped in further, the dim light creating shadows on his angular face. His eyes were closed, but his face was bruised and red with scratches. She looked down at her pale hands in horror. She did this to him, it was her doing. Because of her mistake, their leader was lying in this bed like an invalid.

"Robin," she spoke to no one, the Titan's leader not making a sound, "Robin," she repeated.

Her eyes started to well up, emotion barely something she revealed, but how could someone live with this?

"I'm so, so sorry, Robin, I'm so sorry," her voice shook, "I tried to stop Slade and help you at the same time. I-I put you in danger without thinking, and it's my fault…it's all my fault."

Raven slowly bent her head, her hood falling over her head. She took her cold, shaking hands and held Robin's. His were warm, a glimmer of hope that he was still alive. Cyborg put him in the coma yesterday, but he hadn't replenished the drugs since then.

So, she was taken aback when something gently squeezed her hand. Her head shot up, purple eyes wide when she saw Robin slowly moving his head and shoulders.

"R-Robin?" she gasped.

His eyes blinked open and he turned his head to face her.

"Robin, are you all right?" she tried to get his attention.

"R-Raven, is that you?"

"Robin!" she shouted joyfully, "You're awake!"

She couldn't contain herself, and threw her arms around him. He flinched, but relaxed as the pain subsided and chuckled weakly.

"Raven," he laughed lightly, "I am."

"Robin, please, I deeply apologize," she pulled away, looking at him earnestly, "I didn't mean to drop you, I'm sorry. Slade, h-his bots, they just distracted me. I know I shouldn't be deterred in battle, but there were just so many-"

"Raven," he held up a weak hand, " please…don't beat yourself up. Y-you're not the only one who's made…mistakes," he coughed, "I don't….blame you."

She felt like she wanted cry, yell, kick, scream, jump, and laugh right there. Her happiness at him waking up was nothing compared to his comforting words. He always knew just what to say.

And just like that he was gone again. She saw his eyes droop, trying to fight his exhaustion, but the need was too urgent. His hand relaxed in hers, his head leaned back, and his breathing deepened once more.

That was okay.

Robin was going to be okay, she was going to be okay, the Titans would be okay. And that's what mattered.

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