I Do Not Own Teen Titans or Young Justice

The Calm in the Storm…

Damian had found drawing to be the most entertaining thing he did; especially since he was no longer required to draw what his tutors demanded of him. No, he was free to draw whatever he pleased; and art was truly the only class in his pathetic school which was worthy of his full attention.

This week's assignment was to draw his family.

He'd proceeded to draw Goliath, Titus, Batcow, Alfred (the cat) immediately. He loved his animals like they were his family, and he'd destroy anyone who threatened his pets. He put aside the drawing of Goliath though, it wouldn't do to blow his cover as Robin by turning that in. A quick pencil sketch of Titus sleeping with Alfred in a patch of sunlight in the Manor library was one to be turned in. And he drew Batcow grazing on the Manor lawn. All simple, easy sketches and he was satisfied with them.

Next, he moved to sketching Pennyworth, it was easy to corner the old man in the kitchen, and Damian spent an afternoon perfecting the sketch of Pennyworth baking. That evening he silently sat with his father in the study as his father worked on Wayne Enterprises and Damian sketched him. He was rather pleased with the results; his father was an excellent art subject to sketch and it had turned out well with the lighting of the study.

The next day he sketched Brown and Cain sparring before patrol; they were both in their civvies so it was rather easy to draw them. He liked the play of light and dark, and was careful not to smudge the charcoal as he worked. He showed it to his father before patrol and preened when his father praised him for his talent. Damian liked art, he loved it, he loved sketching, and painting, and more than that, he loved being good at it.

The following afternoon he sat in the school library working on a reluctant sketch of Drake. Drake was a part of the family according to Grayson, even if Damian and he did not get along. Still, the assignment was to draw the family, and Drake was his father's adopted son and that made him family. Damian drew Drake asleep in the library because he liked the lighting in the library and knew it by heart; so he didn't actually have to be there to draw Drake.

His next study was Grayson and Gordon, they were getting married in a month. He was pleased about the wedding, but he was also a bit uneasy with the wedding and what it could mean for him. However, Gordon would be family after the wedding, and she was already family, so he would include her in his sketches. It was an afternoon he knew they'd be at the park, when he ditched school and hid out in a tree to sketch Grayson and Gordon together. Grayson and Gordon were the couple who just oozed happiness, joy, and love, it was something he'd heard Jon say people wanted and envied. Damian just enjoyed being around them. It was kind of fun to sketch them, they were so… happy, it was a bit infectious as he sketched their smiles and enjoyed his afternoon out.

Mentally he ticked off the list of who his family was and was satisfied that he had everyone except his mother and grandfather, but after his death he wasn't overly keen on adding them to his family sketches. And he could not add the Titans, that would reveal his identity as Robin, and aside from Raven and Stone, he was not close to any of the others on the team.

At least he thought he had all the family until Todd recklessly came crashing into a warehouse he'd been trapped in, guns firing, and people screaming as the chaos which was Jason Todd ensued. Honestly! Damian had come here on a case, he'd been a little underprepared for the manpower this smuggling operation had but he had had everything completely under control! Then Todd just came barreling in with a wild laugh and reckless actions; it was infuriating to him. People would think he couldn't handle himself!

"I had everything completely under control!" he snapped as he helped Todd tie up the gunmen and smugglers.

"Yeah, yeah, don't get your cape in a twist, I'm only here to meet up with a little bird, baby bird," Todd dismissed as he walked down the docks.

"Since you're here I suppose I have to draw you as well, Hood," Damian growled a bit as he jogged with Todd.

"Huh?"

"Draw, it is an art assignment, I have to draw the family," Damian explained.

"Nope, no need, we aren't family, I'm here for a different bird," Todd quickly said uncomfortably.

"I will pass this assignment, and you're family! Father would be displeased if I did not draw you as well," Damian hissed.

"I don't give a shit what the old man wants or likes or what pleases him! No. I am not here for Bat family time!" Todd growled lowly.

"But I have to draw the family," Damian persisted. He was still going to draw Todd, now that he was here, but truthfully Damian was not as familiar with Todd's face and did not wish to mess it up. Failure was not an option.

"Nope, gotta go, see you later baby bird," Todd shouted as he took an escape to the rooftops. Damian scowled a bit but he was not deterred. He would have a portrait of Todd for his assignment, he was not failing!

Damian spoke to Gordon about using her cameras to track down Todd; it wouldn't be easy but he was too tired to try to do it himself tonight. Besides, he had to get up tomorrow for school, though he found the institution pointless and useless, his father, Grayson and Pennyworth refused to let him drop it entirely. Also, he was surrounded by idiots at that institute, and it was poorly kept; even for a prestigious school it was poorly kept.

He made it through his literature class before he received a text from Gordon saying Todd was in New York City.

Jason had come stateside tracking a child smuggling ring, run out of Slovakia. He'd been systematically tearing it all down, which had had him moving all over Europe, but in his pursuit, he was now stateside, not a thrilling thought because he'd have to deal with Bats. However, a beautiful little bird he hadn't seen in a long while went to school at NYU, and Jason was more than happy to spend time with that Titan, especially since it'd be Jason Todd and Rachel Roth hanging out and no one would be following her about.

The problems with being dead and dating a famed Titan… paparazzi. Raven handled it all with far more grace than he could, also she was 'the boring Titan' according to the paparazzi. To him she was anything but boring, however he was happy that his girlfriend did not attract all the media attention her fellow Titans did. Jason was pretty sure it was because of the media that secret identities were almost shot to hell; well, his barely concealed secret identity was almost destroyed already, but to hell with it, he was dead! DEAD! Oh all the freedom being dead brought him!

But also, they'd been smart about how they had set this up so they could have civilian lives. And aside from Victor, no one knew Raven's secret identity, she'd been smart about never giving it to the Titans, or registering it with the League, so Rachel Roth was just Rachel Roth. A twenty something student at NYU who was trying to become a writer, and was getting a degree in literature. She made a quiet living as a freelance writer, and had a boyfriend who owned this apartment complex; legally too, (he even had one of his legitimate aliases on the lease agreement, Jason T. Peters), he'd even bought several other buildings around the city and maintained them well when he was here, other than that, everyone thought he was a traveling businessman. It was so mundane and boring that he knew no one ever look at Rachel Roth and see the powerful Titan Raven. It was brilliant.

Getting off the subway in Brooklyn he pulled out his cell as he dialed a number he had long since memorized as he walked towards their civilian apartment.

"Hello?" her husky voice answered and he grinned.

"Miss me little bird?"

"I saw all the destruction you brought with you to Gotham," she said monotonously, but he heard the lilt of amusement in her tone.

"Might as well make an entrance," he smirked as he walked through the crowd.

"So, I, and the entire east coast, can see," she mused.

"Only Red's wanted, Jason's in the clear," he pointed out. He knew full well that only the Assassins and Bats knew who he was under the hood. The FBI, CIA, DIA, NSA, Homeland, KGB, Mossad, Interpol, A.R.G.U.S., and a bunch of other agencies he couldn't bother to remember, all still had no clue that Jason Todd was alive, and he was aiming to keep it that way.

"Are you coming over?" she hummed.

"Well, you're the empath, you tell me," he mused as he started pulling out the keys to the apartment building they were living in.

"I can only feel that you're close, in the city everything is askew," she huffed.

"Aw, poor princess, your senses over stimulated?" he asked.

"Not right now, the shields are up," she countered. He shook his head at her missing what he was asking but decided in about five minutes he could live with it.

"Well, love, I'm here, so open the door?" he asked when he stopped at apartment 4C. The line went dead and he heard Raven scrambling behind the door, he slipped his phone in his pocket as he listened to the deadbolts he'd installed the last time he'd been here flip open before the door was open and his arms were full of Raven.

"I missed you!" she stated, he stumbled into their apartment, kicking the door shut as her magic filled the apartment, all the lights were brightening as a few things rattled.

"You just missed my waffles," he teased as he spun her around so her back was pressed up against the door, deftly he locked it for her as his mouth landed on hers' before she could counter his claim. Good Fucking God He'd Missed Her! She tasted of jasmine tea, shadows, and that dark flavor which was Raven, and he couldn't get enough of it as his hand dove into her hair and he kept her secured around him. Pulling away he was gasping for air as he lightly kissed his way down her throat.

"Welcome home," she whispered. He smiled against her skin because he felt like he was home as he pulled her away from the door and carried her straight to the bedroom.

It was a few hours later he was in sweats and in the kitchen as he cooked up a lunch for him and Raven and she was working on homework.

"I'm thinking about renovating the bathroom," he said suddenly.

"You said the kitchen was the last renovation," she protested as she looked up at him from where she was working on the island.

"I know, but I really hate that bathroom," he admitted.

"You cannot go about tearing up this entire apartment just because you don't like the bathroom," she stated flatly.

"Come on Rae," he pleaded as he continued to work on their lunches.

"It took four months to do the kitchen," she sighed.

"It won't be that long this time, I'm staying quiet for a few weeks, letting the heat in Gotham die down before I move," he promised.

"Fine, if you do this it has to be done before you leave, I'm not living without a bathroom," she warned coldly.

"You're going to love it, little bird," he promised as he served up lunch and walked around the island to kiss her brow and see what she was reading.

Damian stood outside of an apartment complex and frowned as he looked over the tenant names on the buzzers. There was no obvious alias of Todd's here, which was a bit vexing because he'd memorized the known aliases his father had listed for Todd. Pulling out his phone he dialed Gordon's number. He was not failing this assignment and he couldn't break into this apartment in broad daylight; father would be furious and Damian did not particularly want to go to juvie.

"Hello?"

"Are you certain Todd went in this building?" Damian barked out.

"He even pulled out a key according to the footage I can see," Gordon sighed.

"Well, his name is not on the tenants listed on this buzzer!" he hissed. He really just wanted to break in there and find Todd and make him sit still for a portrait. Damian would draw his whole family as the assignment required; this was the one class he actually liked and he intended to keep his A+ in it!

"Hold on," Gordon started typing on the other end of the line. Damian stood there waiting impatiently, amazed that no one had come in or out of the building so he could slip in. Seriously! This was New York! The busiest city in the world! And no one had come in or out at all!

"The building is owned by one Jason T. Peters, twenty-five, go figure," Gordon sighed.

"What?"

"He made a legitimate identity for this one, it's why it hasn't popped up, according to records Jason Peters is the owner of about ten properties all around New York, wow, they're actually nice. And he's been buying up properties in the warehouse districts and refurbishing them, seems legit, even for Jason," Gordon observed offhandedly.

"Gordon, which apartment is he in!" Damian snapped.

"According to this, he lives in 4C," Gordon stated.

"That is a Rachel Roth's apartment, who is she?" Damian demanded.

"Listed as a live in for two and a half years now, Rachel Roth is a student at NYU, literature major, and freelance writer, current ID lists her as twenty-two, I'm not finding much on her," Gordon said.

"You have been useful," he said and hung up as he stepped up to the buzzer and pressed the intercom system on, picking a name of what sounded like an old lady. No response, he pressed again.

"Hello?" a sweet old voice replied.

"I'm selling candies for my school are you interested," he replied in the innocent child tone he'd been parroting off of Jon, or at least trying too. Thinking of Jon he should have brought him along so he had reinforcements on the selling candies idea.

"Come right on up, I'll just get my check book!" she said sweetly before the door was buzzed open. Damian slipped in then. It was a nice building he noticed as he jogged up the stairs. Quiet. Making it up to the fourth floor he walked down the hall until he came to a corner apartment, 4C.

Stupid Todd, making him track him down! After Damian got that portrait done he was going to kick Todd's ass and then proceed to tell his harlot all the horrible things Todd did on his off time.

Knocking he waited a beat before he heard the locks flipping and a security bar flicking and then the door was opened.

Lilac orbs blinked, and he just gaped.

"Raven!?" he sputtered.

"Damian!?" she grabbed him and yanked him into the apartment before she shut the door and locked it up again.

"Who was it?" Todd called appearing out of a different room toweling his hair and then glaring at him, Damian was just too flabbergasted to do anything more than stare at his Team Captain on the Titans, and Todd.

"Uh…" Raven just looked too stunned to answer, and Damian couldn't seem to make his voice work.

"What the hell!?" Todd snapped. "Who brought you here? What the fuck do you want? Does Bruce know you're here? And how the hell did you find me!?"

"I am here because I need your stupid face for my art project!" Damian snapped; horrified at how he had simplified his vocabulary because he was shocked that Raven and Todd were in a room together. Clearly Jon's childish ways were rubbing off on him, Damian was not amused.

"I said no!" Todd shouted as he stepped forward.

"Jason," Raven was suddenly between him and Todd, and Damian saw his eyes glowing green faintly. "He's not here as a Bat."

That had Todd growling as he stalked away and Raven turned on him. Damian fidgeted a bit then when the door slammed and he was in the room with Raven alone.

"Tea?" she offered.

"That would be appreciated," he decided as he followed her to the open kitchen in the corner and took a seat at the island bar.

"This art project, what is it?" Raven asked as she filled up a tea pot and pulled out mugs before setting it on the stove.

"I was assigned to do family portraits, I have so far completed the assignment until Todd was in town, I will not fail this assignment," he stated fiercely.

"Sounds like you're persistent about this if Jason told you no last night," Raven said as she leaned on the counter.

"I will admit that I was not expecting him to be so… uncooperative," Damian said carefully. He was speaking to a friend and his Team Captain at the Titans, he did not want to insult her.

"He's very stubborn," Raven said with a soft smile.

"I was not expecting you to be here, I was expecting to deal with some flouncing blonde bimbo with how Todd hits on Supergirl," Damian admitted honestly.

"I figured," Raven said humorlessly.

"I do not mean to insinuate that you're a flouncing bimbo," Damian quickly tried to amend.

This morning Raven had not been expecting her boyfriend of three and a half years to come home with explosions and media covering the latest in Red Hood busts. She had been pleasantly surprised by his call and even more thrilled that he had shown up outside their door after being gone for three and a half months. And she'd been more than enthusiastic about taking a day off from the world to have catch up sex with the boyfriend she'd only seen glimpses of on the news or had phone calls from. However today seemed insistent on surprising her again as she had opened the door to the youngest member of her Team in the Titans, and found him gawking like a fish out of water as he stared at her and Jason. Jason had been furious, Raven could even hazard a guess at why he was so furious, she was kind of mad too. But the moment she had sensed the bloodlust and rage on him and seen his eyes starting to pick up that green tint from the Lazarus Pit she had intervened.

He was currently beating on his punching bag set up in the corner of their guest room, she could feel his fury as he attacked the punching bag. And she could sense Damian's embarrassment, uncertainty, and determination as he sat across from her blundering over his words. It would have been funny had she not been angry about being found out this way, Jason and she had been moving at their own pace and she figured when he was ready he'd tell his family and she'd tell her friends; when they were ready! Until then they wanted to keep it quiet; only Victor knew. She guessed it was too late to be mad about being found out though.

This was not how she had planned it to happen.

"Damian, I understand," she assured the embarrassed young teen then.

"I'm sorry," he hesitantly looked around the apartment and she turned when her kettle started singing as she continued making the tea. She set a cup of it in front of Damian before she moved to the guest room where Jason was working out his fury.

"He shouldn't be here," Jason growled lowly.

"I know, when you have calmed down, way down, drink this and join us, I'm going to talk to him for a bit, and Jason," she said as she set the tea on the desk and reached for the door. "Just do the portrait, it'll go smoother if you just give him what he wants and then he's gone."

She left him there before he could argue with her.

"Aren't you supposed to be in school, Damian?" she asked as she walked back to the kitchen then and made her own cup.

"I do not believe that the other class require my presence to function, and they cannot teach me something new," he shrugged. "You're Rachel Roth?"

"Yes," Raven acknowledge as she closed her note books and laptop as she gave Damian her undivided attention and so he couldn't snoop on her school work.

"I was unaware that you even had a civilian identity," he said.

"I didn't tell anyone about it, I wanted it private," she replied.

"Why?"

"I did not want Zatanna or the League monitoring my every breath, I am not a monster nor am I a criminal so I should not be treated as such, I tolerate that treatment when I work with the League because demons scare people. Also, I just wanted to be human and not have sorcerers and magicians and the League just popping up on my door step," she admitted. Well, Victor came around for Sunday games and dinner if there wasn't a mission, but that was family. Jason hadn't wanted to get involved with his family, but she'd slowly been coaxing him in that direction, she knew he needed to have a good relationship with his family.

"You're not upset with my arrival?" Damian quickly asked his fear and uncertainty rolling off him even if his voice was indifferent.

"I'm mad, yes, but I'm happy to see you," she clarified.

"Why?"

"I'm mad because I respect your privacy and I wished to have mine respected in return, but I'm happy to see you Damian," she explained.

"I see," he nodded briskly. "How long have you and Todd…?" he looked at a lost then.

"Friends, dating, sleeping together, living together?" she filled in coldly.

"Yes."

"Five years, three and a half years, three years, two and a half years," she answered swiftly and smirked into her tea as the young teen's face reddened.

"You did not need to tell him that," Jason told her as he emerged from the room.

"I felt it was necessary rather than endure his interrogation and my tripping on answers," she said as she took the tea cup from Jason, he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close. He was a tactile person with those he loved, but this was different, and Raven knew it. Jason was keeping her close so he didn't do something he'd regret, she would use her empathy on him with his permission. He kissed the top of her head, Raven felt him tremble a bit as she decided to use her empathy to calm and sooth him.

"So what do you want, twerp?" her boyfriend demanded. The gangly young teen scowled a bit and bristled but Raven lifted a brow on him.

"I need a portrait," he answered. "You can do it with Raven if you want."

"Me?" Raven blinked, Jason's arm tightened as she lay an arm over his. He was too tense.

"I have come to consider you family as well, but was not going to do a portrait of the Titans so as not to reveal my identity as Robin," Damian filled in.

"Please," Jason whispered.

"Fine, where do you want us?" Raven asked.

"Wherever is fine, live study so do what you normally do," Damian said.

"I'm cooking," Jason said suddenly, Raven just nodded to him as he pulled away then. Cooking was how he soothed himself, she just enjoyed the delicious food.

"Since you're here Damian, stay for dinner, and the night, I'll take you home tomorrow," Raven said.

"Father will worry," Damian pointed out.

"I'm calling him now, and shoes off," Raven said as she walked to the bedroom to find her Titans phone. This might be a long night but she was not having Damian; trained assassin or not; riding the train at night. Bruce would kill her if she let that happen.

Once Todd seemed to relax as he cooked without talking, the evening went rather smoothly. Raven sat at the counter doing work on her laptop and he had claimed their sofa which had a good view of the kitchen. He was so baffled with them being together that he couldn't figure out how they could have met. And for five years they'd been friends; he'd been with the Titans for five years! It was so peculiar. And more bizarre, no one had ever noticed. At least, no one in the Wayne family had; he knew if Grayson had such information that he would not stop talking about it until all of the Titans and the League knew. And truthfully, Damian had thought Todd had something going with Supergirl, Kara Danvers.

It appeared he was wrong, so was Jon though, which made Damian feel a bit better about having missed this relationship.

"Raven, Rae, sunshine, love, come on, save and close out the school work," Todd coaxed and Damian smirked as Raven jolted.

"Smells delicious," she stretched.

"Almost as good as Pennyworth's," Damian sniped.

"It'd better, it's his recipe," Todd snapped.

"You should be a vegetarian," Damian commented as he sat at the table in the corner with Raven who was using her magic to set the table and bring the dishes over.

"Just be happy that I made you a vegetarian dinner," Todd growled.

"No fighting at dinner, and Damian we respect that you don't eat meat, but respect that we do," Raven said firmly as she started serving.

"Very well," Damian surrendered, Raven had been using that argument since before he'd come to the Tower, and Grayson assured him that there'd be no winning against her.

"Can we send him home now?" Todd asked Raven.

"He's staying the night," Raven stated.

"I'm certain father would be fine with me taking the train to Gotham, it's only an hours ride," Damian pointed out.

"Damian, until you're eighteen you are not riding the train from New York to Gotham; assassin trained or not, at night, I will send you to another dimension before I let you," Raven stated.

"B could come get him," Todd stated.

"He's staying the night, Bruce has already agreed to it," Raven said firmly. "We have a couch, and he can use it."

"The couch," Damian choked.

"The guest room is an office, and since the only visitor we have does not stay the night there's no guest bed," Raven shrugged.

"He could sleep on the floor," Todd muttered.

"If you're not careful you might end up sleeping on the floor," Raven warned Todd. Todd glared at her but Raven seemed rather unaffected by this. Damian just decided looking at them that if Grayson and Gordon were happiness for couples, Todd and Raven were opposites.

"Not likely to happen," Jason smirked at her.

"With how you're going it's a possibility," Raven countered.

"Do you have everything you want demon spawn?" Todd asked.

"Yes, I do," he assured them as he ate the potatoes; not that he'd ever tell Pennyworth or Todd this, but these might be better than Pennyworth's.

"And this was so fucking important that you stalked me… why?" Todd demanded.

"Because I will not fail my art assignment," Damian snapped.

"Please tell me that the teacher's sexy hot or something and not because you're a type A personality Wayne," Todd pleaded. Raven smacked Todd up the back of the head then. "Hey! Legitimate question since he stalked me! The only reason I'd have stalk Dick was to impress Donna before I died, and I was his age at the time!"

Raven gave him a bland stare.

Damian frowned.

"No, I did not do this because Mrs. Thompson is hot," Damian answered; and she was a very beautiful woman.

"Great, Rae, we might be moving," Todd warned her.

"We're not moving!" Raven snapped.

"And Bats will be here in a fortnight," he warned her.

"You're just sounding paranoid and ridiculous, and you are going to have to deal with them eventually," Raven stated flatly.

"Not until I'm dead!" Todd countered.

"Only Oracle knows where I am," Damian pointed out. Now Raven frowned.

"You were saying about that move?" she asked.

"Glad you see it my way, how do you feel about the west coast?"

"You two are being utterly ridiculous," Damian stated.

"Look kid, I put a lot of work into staying the hell out of B's hair, and the entire family for that matter, and I do occasionally work in Gotham, but I have moved on and away and I don't want them stalking me," Todd stated.

"Father doesn't stalk us, he just looks after us," Damian defended.

"Keep telling yourself that," Todd snorted.

"Completely ridiculous," Damian muttered.

"So, Damian, how is everything going for school and Robin?" Raven asked slicing off the conversation and he found himself slowly drawn into this conversation. It was after dinner when Raven and Todd were doing dishes that he saw something he didn't think possible. They played, doing dishes and they were having a water war. After that Raven helped him turn the sofa into a bed before she wished him a good night and left him.

Damian looked at his drawings of Raven and Todd here and he just wondered if it was really worth sharing it when they were so happy being left alone. However, he refused to fail his assignment, perhaps he would speak with Grayson and father about this relationship and what Todd was doing here in New York. Yawning he let sleep take hold of him as for the first time in his memorable life he went to bed before ten o'clock.

New York was rather noisy outside the window but he still felt safe enough to sleep here.

Jason and she were in bed, Jason was reading his newest novel, and she was reading over a spell book she was trying to figure out.

"I'll take him home in the morning," Raven said calmly.

"You could have just teleported him away," Jason pointed out.

"Jason, I'm tired, and I don't particularly have the energy to deal with Dick, Tim, Bruce, and Damian all at once at the moment," she yawned.

"Well, we'd be more tired if the demon spawn hadn't shown up," he murmured as he set her book aside and his book was on his nightstand. She sighed as his lips were pressed to her pulse.

"You're shameless," she muttered.

"I was deprived of sex for three and a half months, and I missed you," he murmured against her collarbone.

"Missed you too," she murmured as she tugged on his hair, bringing his mouth to hers.

Jason stared at Raven as she slept soundly beside him and he felt content. Restless; he was still in a different time zone, but he felt content as he moved her black hair aside and studied her face quietly. The woman was a Queen, an angel, and his God's send. He could remember when she'd found him and then snuck him into the Tower to help him, her and Victor would have gotten in so much shit if Dick or Bruce knew about that.

However, she had saved him, and Victor had helped him.

Rolling out of bed he pulled on his discarded sleep pants before padding out of their room. The demon brat was sleeping on the couch; it was weird having him there, but the brat was sound asleep; feet hanging off the couch too. Silently he moved to his kitchen again as he pulled out some orange juice and quietly poured it as he opened his book and sat in the nook reading by the city's light.

Leaving Gotham was the best fucking choice he'd ever made, and he would happily never look back on this decision. Jason read until dawn, then his eyes flicked up when his girlfriend stumbled out of their room wearing his red t-shirt, and yoga pants.

"Morning," she mumbled as she came over to the reading nook he'd built her when he'd first started renovating buildings. She crawled onto his lap and curled up against his chest, she was sound asleep in a second again, he smirked as he let his head fall back and rest against the window sill and he shut his eyes for a moment.

Damian sketched them like that this morning, he did it for a few hours before his phone rang and he saw his father's number. Both Raven and Todd bolted up when his phone's ringtone pierced the air looking wild.

"Morning father," Damian answered, his irritation at having the moment he had been enjoying sketching ruined. They hadn't moved; for three hours! He'd woken up when Raven had come stumbling out of the room at five, and it was now eight, neither she nor Todd have moved at all; and if he hadn't known better he'd have thought them both to be dead. Todd groaned, Raven sighed, and Damian tuned them out.

"You're still with Raven I presume," his father stated.

"You are tracking my phone, and yes," he stated. "I will be home before noon."

"Keep me apprised," was all his father said before hanging up.

"Now we have to fucking move," Todd muttered.

"Food," Raven ordered with a yawn.

"Yeah, yeah, I know, waffles, you kid?" Todd yawned as he stood.

"I do not like waffles," Damian stated.

"Well you're going to fucking love mine and eat them all then you and sunshine are heading to Gotham," Todd stated.

"Father would be pleased to see you, Todd," Damian persisted. His father always looked so wistful when Todd showed up and then vanished, or when Pennyworth received a text or email or call from Todd. Father was wistful whenever Todd came up or anyone saw or heard from him.

"Don't give a shit," Todd snapped.

"Waffles," Raven muttered.

"Coffee," Todd yawned.

"On it," Raven stretched and Damian sat at the island as they worked in silence. Breakfast was served swiftly and devoured. He took Raven up on the offer to shower, and he tried not to cringe about how out of place the bathroom was to the rest of the apartment. The rest of the apartment was a mix between open-vintage-light-classic and then there was this bathroom. Stepping out of the bathroom he looked at the offered clothes tossed on the bed, he wasn't as tall as Todd; yet, but he wanted the clean shirt.

Looking around the room he noticed that it was practically a library, almost all the walls were covered in shelves, the shelves were even built around the windows, it was rather homey though. Once dressed he walked out of their room to see Raven and Todd both reading, neither seemed inclined to move.

"I'll grab a shower then we'll go," Raven said when he opened his mouth to say his thanks for letting him stay the night. He sighed in irritation knowing there'd been no escaping Raven and dropped in a chair as he scowled at Todd, who didn't seem to care.

"Your bathroom is shitty," he stated.

"I know, next project unless I'm moving," Todd said.

"The apartment is nice," Damian observed.

"Thanks, restored it myself," Todd dismissed and Damian blinked at that. Todd didn't speak further and Damian sighed as he was now reduced to sketching as he waited for Raven to emerge. She appeared shortly, Todd looked up as she walked over to him.

"I'll be back later, don't do something rash, love you," she said.

"Love you little bird," Jason replied.

Damian looked away when she kissed Todd before he grabbed his bag and followed Raven out of the apartment. They walked in silence all the way to the subway and then rode in silence. He was feeling a bit uncomfortable as he fidgeted in his seat.

"What?" she asked when they exited the subway then.

"Nothing," he lied.

"Damian, I'm an empath, and if Jason can't lie to me what makes you think you can?"

"I just did not expect you and Jason to be… together," he decided.

"Ah, we don't either."

"Can I ask how?"

"I found him in the Lazarus Pit madness, I thought he was a demon, I found him in a room of dead bodies; the League of Assassins was after him, he'd destroyed the assassins, and was raving mad. I took him back to the Tower, kept him safe, and when he wasn't lost in the madness I offered to help him with it," she shrugged.

"Why did you never tell father?"

"Because Jason asked me not to, and that is what you do for friends, Damian. You help them, and I do not think that at that time Bruce or any of you, would have been much help for him, and afterwards he hasn't wanted to mend fences," Raven stated as she bought them tickets to Gotham, hers was a round trip though. "I've been pushing him towards it, slowly."

"Are you two… happy?" Damian asked. He knew that was a big thing with couples, being happy. Grayson and Gordon were always happy, Kori and Harper too, but he also knew that not all couples were happy; like his mother and father.

"We work at it, but yes," she said.

"Then I am pleased for you," he decided.

"Really?" Raven asked skeptically.

"You are perhaps my dearest friend, aside from Jon, but he's an imbecile, I find Todd to be tolerable, a simpleton, but tolerable," Damian decided. Truthfully he though Todd to be exceedingly resourceful and cunning but there was no way he was ever going to say that; he'd sooner chop his tongue out than say that.

"And what am I?" Raven asked, her monotone was amused.

"You are actually intelligent, I find your company most enjoyable," he assured her as they walked onto the commuter train.

"I'll keep that in mind," Raven said.

"What are you studying," he asked and he spent the next fourty-five minutes talking to Raven about literature. She said Todd loved it, Damian found that easy to believe since Todd's old room was crammed full of books. It was only as they neared the Manor that Raven seemed nervous until he pressed in the code for the gate; having not taken a bike but rather the subway when he'd ditched school the other day.

"Master Damian, most irresponsible of you to run off like that, from school no less," Pennyworth scolded upon opening the door. Damian internally winced; he hated it the most when Pennyworth guilted him about this. "Good afternoon to you, Miss Raven."

"It's nice to see you Alfred, now I should be…," Raven started.

"Master Bruce, Miss Gordon, and Master Dick are awaiting you and Master Damian in the study," Pennyworth interrupted.

"…going. Fuck," Raven sighed in defeat.

"That is no way for a lady to speak, Miss Raven," Alfred stated.

"I'm sure by now all of you have figured out who I am living with so you can blame him for my bad language and bad habits," Raven muttered as Damian and she walked through the Manor for his father's study. It was funny to see the Titan's indomitable Raven brought down by Pennyworth, normally Raven was like Pennyworth on the Titans, she managed to knock them all down and have manners. Grayson may have been the mother hen of the Titans, but Raven was the parent, and she wielded her power over them how Pennyworth wielded his, with an iron fist and class. Damian noticed how everyone was just outside the study but Raven glared at them and they scattered; not Cain though, Cain held her grown until they were in the study.

"Father, Grayson, Gordon," Damian greeted.

"Morning," Raven acknowledged.

"Damian, Raven," his father started but Grayson cut him off.

"When were you going to tell us about Jason!? Didn't you think we had the right to know about you and him!? And seriously Rae! How irresponsible are you that you just let him do whatever the hell he wants even though he's dating a Titan!? Just wait until Vic finds out about this!" Dick started and Damian opened his mouth to counter when she cut them all off. She had always expected this but dealing with it without Jason there to add fuel to the proverbial fire was something she hadn't expected. So she'd cut all of the questions off and explain before Dick was raving mad and scared.

"I did not tell you about Jason because he asked me not to, and I am his friend first, and if any of you had asked me not to tell Batman something I wouldn't breath a word of it. Yes, I do think you had a right to know about him, not about us because that is not your business unless he wants it to be your business. And when the hell has anyone ever been able to make Jason do anything!? Controlling him or demanding anything of him is impossible! It's like trying to control a hurricane! He's going to do whatever he deems necessary to get his jobs done and you can either stand by that or get out of his way. I am unable to reign him in, on anything, from renovating the bathroom to charging into a warehouse of goons with guns, explosives, and outnumber him fifty to one, head first than you were! It's preposterous to think I could or that I would!

"Also, no one knew we were dating aside from Victor, so go ahead and have that lovely chat with Vic, he'll be happy to finally have someone to bitch about Jason to, finally, so our dating doesn't affect the Titan's image. Also, Victor approved, just so you know, Jason even asked him permission to date me, which is very sweet; and unnecessary, but sweet all the same and while Victor does not always like Jason, he trusts him, which should tell you a lot," Raven said evenly.

"Jason T. Peters," Barbra started and Raven sighed.

"He wanted to be legitimate for a change, Vic and I helped him set that identity up, with back long and papers to prove him as alive, the same time I arranged my own official identity," Raven sighed.

"I would like a moment with Raven, alone," Bruce said.

"Father!" Damian protested.

"Very well," Raven nodded and she watched as the other three occupants left, she saw Alfred shut the doors behind them and she sighed as she looked into the sharp blue eyes of Bruce Wayne. They made her feel as if she were staring into the eyes of a dangerous predator, a man who could easily cut her down and destroy her and walk away as if it were nothing. Jason had this very look in his eyes too, so she held her ground.

"How is he?" Bruce asked softly. The question threw her off guard as she blinked impassively at him before carefully answering him.

"He has good days and bad days," she admitted. She wasn't going to lie to her boyfriend's father.

"Is he… happy?"

"He's very happy, especially when he's got free range to rip apart our apartment and renovate it how he wants," Raven admitted. Projects kept Jason calm, having things to tinker with or do with his hands kept him calm, and busy. "He's decided to gut our bathroom, and he's probably started on that while I came here with Damian."

"Really?" Bruce asked, looking and acting impassive but she felt his amusement rolling off him.

"Yes, it took him four months to do the kitchen, he worked on it around jobs, it's a good thing I do not cook else I'd have gone mad and murdered him for the mess he left," Raven said with a bit of a smile.

"I do not approve of you keeping the relationship a secret," Bruce said sternly.

"I know," she acknowledged.

"And I do not approve of my son dating an interdimensional demon's daughter," Bruce continued.

She nodded at that one; remembering the fights Dick and Bruce had about meta-humans when Dick had been dating Kori.

"I know," she admitted softly. "Jason even knows you don't approve and how you feel about relationships between your sons and metas, and I'm certain that in the beginning of this relationship he was hanging around me as an act of defiance to you and what you stand for. But understand this, Bruce, while I adore all of your sons and daughters, and consider them dear friends who I would do just about anything for, I love Jason and I will do anything for him. He doesn't ask for much, he's been quiet about what he wants in this relationship, and he's been good to me, but should he ever ask anything of me I will do everything I can to give it to him. I am not here to seek your approval, for I do not need it. I came here today to tell you that I love your son and that I am trying to bring Jason home to you and your family. He needs you, he doesn't act like it and he doesn't ever say anything about it, but he misses you, all of you, he just doesn't want to let you down."

"Could you possibly get him to come to the Manor for a dinner?" Bruce asked her.

"No, but send Alfred over, he'll do anything Alfred asks," Raven stated. Bruce's lips quirked a bit and she smiled at him.

"He's a good man Bruce, and you might not like how he does the job, and you will probably never agree on how to go about the job, but he's a good man. And he's been trying to stick to your no killing rule as a way to appease you, if you can see he's trying, I'm certain he'll see you trying and he'll come home," Raven said.

"I see."

"Damian was a delightful guest, he's growing into a fine young man, now I have to go home and make certain you son hasn't destroyed the apartment with his starting of renovations on the bathroom, he likes gutting the rooms the most," Raven sighed.

"Thank you Raven," Bruce said as she reached the doors. She paused before she would leave.

"A word of advice, don't crowd him, he'll bolt if he's crowded," Raven warned and then she walked out of the study. She ignored the gaggle of Wayne children as she made her way out the Manor.

"You should stop by Alfred, he might come to a dinner if you invite him," Raven mused as she reached the front door.

"I will take that under advisement, Miss Raven," Alfred mused. "I have called you a cab to the station."

"Thank you," Raven smiled as she left the Manor and got in the cab. So… that wasn't what she was expecting. Now she was hoping her apartment was in one piece when she returned home. She knew Jason well enough to know he was agitated and his agitation lead to three things: trouble or chain smoking or destroying something. She was betting all three to have occurred in her absence.

Bruce sighed, he'd never been particularly good at being a father for Jason. It was only after Jason's death that he realized Jason had needed a father and not Batman.

Now, his second son was twenty-five, and dating a demon who loved him. It was baffling to Bruce, he did not like the idea of his sons dating meta-humans for the simple fact of he didn't want them hurt or killed. But the young empath hadn't seemed to care about his opinion on the matter before she had cut down every argument he had to get her away from his son and walked away. Now he was leaning against his desk startled at the audacity of the young woman and bemused at how she had stood by his son.

"Father," he looked at Damian then. "I think you would like to see these," Damian presented his sketchbook then and Bruce opened it.

He smirked at the first image of Raven and Jason in a kitchen, at first glance they were strangers who never interacted. The second image was of a meal, Raven whacking Jason upside the back of his head, and Damian had even drawn himself in the image. Which was an amusing first. The third image was of Raven and Jason, they were doing the dishes. But it was the final image which had Bruce just staring blankly at his son's drawing.

The demoness was curled up in his son's lap, and Jason looked like he was in heaven. They were both asleep and Damian's drawing depicted the city outside the window.

"Raven is my friend, but she makes Todd happy, and he makes her happy," Damian said coldly. "Raven said they work at their relationship."

"Damian it's more complicated than that," Bruce sighed.

"Well, if these drawings are anything to go by I'd say Jason's happy," Dick suddenly announced and Bruce had to agree. Damian only drew reality so these drawings were as good as photos, and they depicted a happy Jason. A Jason that Bruce had thought dead and buried, and yet he was sitting right there with a small woman and a phantom smile on his lips.

"That one is for us," Dick decided as he plucked the sketchbook out of his hands. Damian didn't even protest when Dick tore out the last drawing. "There, the rest you can use for school; stalker. I'm going to make a copy of this and send it to Vic and Raven."

Bruce watched as his eldest walked out with his fiancé and he looked at his youngest then.

"Raven's family now father, she's even a bird," Damian smirked.

"What?"

"Jason calls her little bird, she's family now," Damian decided. Bruce was just dumbstruck and then he smiled; all the kids had nicknamed themselves over the years with bird being a part of the name, it was a part of the family. Well, he could learn to tolerate it if the rest accepted it.

And just maybe Raven would lure his wayward son back home.

Jason looked up when his girlfriend walked into the apartment, he was working on ordering a dumpster and shoot for his gut job, and reflexively he smiled in relief at her arrival.

"Tomorrow's great," he agreed and hung up before she walked up to him to stand toe to toe, her head tilted back and he saw her stubbornness.

"Your family is a pain in the ass!" she stated flatly. He laughed then.

"Bruce doesn't approve of our relationship, I get he doesn't like metas, and a demon is probably way worse in his book, Dick was raving but happy for you, and the rest of them are nosey and evesdropped the entire time!" she snapped.

"You knew this," Jason pointed out as he wrapped an arm around her.

"I know, I just… I was not expecting the bathroom to be still in one piece," she trailed off as she stared at it.

"I called Victor he's coming over to help me with the heavy shit, but he's also got a few design plans," Jason said.

"Huh, I'm just relieved to see it in one piece," Raven admitted. "Oh, and you should know Bruce is likely to be sending Alfred here to drag you to a family dinner."

"What?"

"You're going," Raven dismissed as she turned in on him and levitated so she was eye level with him.

"I am?"

"Yes, and I'll wear that thing, the black one," she promised. He lifted his brows in interest then.

"The lace or the silk?"

"The silk? I can even wear red if you prefer," she promised.

"You don't own a red one," he pointed out.

"No I don't, but Kori wants to go shopping later this week to catch up and I agreed," she said as her arms wrapped around his shoulders.

"In that case, I'll consider it," he murmured as he slowly started back her into a wall, hooking her legs around his waist.

"You're going," she said firmly.

"Maybe," he agreed as he leaned forward.

"Jason?"

"Bat family does not get to fuck up the fact I have been deprived of sex for three and a half months, and a few hours does not make up for being away," he said seriously.

"Is sex all you think about!?" she asked when his mouth was a breath away.

"No, but it's a good portion of what I've been thinking about lately," he smiled. "That and renovating the bathroom, upping the security so the Bats can't just waltz in, and if I could possibly steal the batmobile as retribute for the demon spawn stalking me home and Oracle hacking surrounding security to spy on me now. But mostly sex."

"You're impossible!" she sighed in exasperation.

"But you love me anyway," he pointed out.

"I do," she sighed and he kissed her hard. He loved her, he really did, that was his last thought before she kissed him back and all thoughts disappeared.

The following prompts are based off various aspects, prompt accepted challenges, of Raven and Jason's relationship in this story.

That's all for now folks.

Enjoy Calm in the Storm.