Jinx opened her eyes as she floated in the void, slowly rotating. She had no idea how long she had been there: days, weeks, months...who knows. Her only real measure of time was watching the rift move around her - or her rotating past the rift, it was all a matter of perspective. Did the sun move around the Earth, or did the Earth rotate making it look like the sun was moving? While that could be answered scientifically, the void didn't have any external frame of reference. Her and the rift were the only fixed points, and there wasn't even a guarantee of that.

She looked down at herself, seeing if that could be a guage of time. She was definately older. If she had to estimate her age now...she would guess about 19. SO she'd been in here at least a year, then. She'd grown a little, maybe two inches in height. She was used to being short, though. Something had happened to her breast bindings, though. They must have worn out or something, since her breasts weren't held flat anymore, and it looked like she'd gone up a size: about a large B-cup now, instead of the A-cup she'd been before. That'd make it more uncomfortable to bind herself in the future...not that it mattered.

She tried not to close her eyes again. When she closed her eyes, she dreamed. Her dreams showed her what could have been with her and Cyborg: all the ways they could have gotten together, various possible futures...at first it helped her to escape the pain of losing him, but she would always wake up, and be back in the void. The dreams were a worse torture than the emptiness.

Suddenly, she heard something. She flinched. There was no sound in the void. Focusing on the sound, she thought she recognized it. It sounded like...a steel cable unraveling.

She shuddered. Now her brain was playing tricks on her while she was awake? There was only one thing she knew of that made that sound in just that way, and it couldn't be...could it? She turned towards the sound.

She saw the cable just as the robotic hand grabbed her shoulder, and expanded into a harness. It cradled her gently, and started to pull her towards the rift. She tried to struggle, but she didn't have the energy. Then she was pulled through.

After the non-light of the void, the light of the real world hurt her eyes. Squinting, she felt strong arms pull her into a tight embrace.

"God, Jinx, don't ever do something that reckless again! You scared me half to death!"

That voice...it couldn't be...she looked up as her eyes adjusted to the light...and found herself staring into a mismatched pair of eyes she never thought she'd see again: one human brown, one robotic red.

"Cyborg?" she asked, disbeleiving.

He smiled at her. "Were you excpecting Inspector Gadget?"

"But...but you're dead..."

"What? Dead? Where'd you get that idea?"

"She was in the void between space and time," Raven spoke up. Turning Jinx saw her - alive and well - standing next to Beast Boy, Starfire, and...someone she didn't recognize in a blue and black jumpsuit with what looked like a bird emblem; was that Robin? "She may have encountered a stray timestream that overwhelmed her concious memory. Excuse me a moment." Raven turned to the rift, and spoke. "Azarath Metrion Zinthos." Black energy surrounded the rift and started to force it closed.

"Will she be okay?" Cyborg asked.

"She should be, in time. Don't be surprised if she doesn't remember a few things the way you do, though."

"Okay then. I'm gonna get her back to the tower."

"Do that."

"Okay," said the man in the jumpsuit. He sounded like Robin, but older and more sure of himself. "Beast Boy, stay with Raven and see to it she gets back to the tower safely once the rift closes. Starfire, you're with me. Let's make sure that's the last of Slade's efforts."

"Yes, love," Starfire said. Well, it clearly was Robin, whatever he went by now, if Star was calling him that.

"On it, Nightwing," Beast Boy said. Nightwing? Huh.

Cyborg drove her back to the tower in the T-car. She tried to make sense of what was going on, but could barely wrap her mind around all of it. Seeing the tower, she realized what it had to be. This was another dream. It had to be. Everyone still alive? Slade dealt with? Her and Cyborg together? It was everything she would imagine. A few things were different. That Nightwing bit was strange, but who could tell what her mind would come up with next.

When Cyborg brought her to a room that was half-softness and half-technology, she knew her mind was going, and this was just another dream. When he set her down on the bed, she pushed off of him.

"Jinx, what-"

"Get out!" she snapped. "Just go! I'm tired of these impossible dreams and tormented fantasies! None of this is real, I'm still stuck in the void, I'm just dreaming again!" She started to cry. This felt so much more real than any of her other dreams, which would make it that much more painful when she woke up.

"But Jinx-"

"I said get out!"

He was quiet. "Alright...I'll go. Just let me check your vitals first, okay?"

Since that was far too reasonable - and what she knew of Cyborg said even his dream self would tie her down to do that if necessarry - she nodded.

As he came over and started the check up, he looked at her. "Can...can I just say something real quick?"

She looked at him. Even though this was just a dream, she couldn't stay mad at him. "Okay."

A click and whiring was heard from his chest compartment, and music started to play. She raised her eyebrow at this. Cyborg had a built in music player? Then he started to sing. He had a rich baritone, which she'd never have expected.

"I'm not a perfect person There's many things I wish I didn't do But I continue learning I never meant to do those things to you."

She was silent, thinking of the times he'd hurt her, and she knew he was thinking the same.

"And so I have to say before I go That I just want you to know I found a reason for me To change who I used to be A reason to start over new And the reason is you."

She stared at him, knowing he was trying to show her through song...how much he loved her. It was getting harder and harder to believe this was a dream. But she knew it was. It was too perfect not to be.

"I'm sorry that I hurt you It's something I must live with every day And all the pain that I put you through I wish that I could take it all away"

Remembering those moments, and thinking of how it ended, she started to cry. He reached up with one hand to wipe her eyes, far more gently then she thought his hands would be capable of.

"And be the one that catches all your tears That's why I need you to hear I've found a reason for me To change who I used to be A reason to start over new And the reason is you."

He pointed to pictures around the walls. The two of them on a date at the carnival.

"And the reason is you."

The graduation picture from H.A.Y.E.P.

"And the reason is you."

The Sadie Hawkins dance.

"And the reason is you."

On the bedside table sat an open box with a platinum ring in her ring size. Cyborg glanced towards it as he continued to sing.

"I'm not a perfect person I never meant to do those things to you And so I have to say before I go That I just want you to know!"

He placed his hand on her arm, scanning her vitals.

"I found a reason for me To change who I used to be A reason to start over new And that reason is you"

He placed her hand on her abdomen.

"I found a reason to show"

The readout showed...two heartbeats? Hers and...an echo? A smaller one?

"A side of me you didn't know"

She looked up at Cyborg, pointed to him, herself, her abdomen, unable to believe. Smiling, he nodded.

"A reason for all that I do"

He cupped her chin in his hand, gazing into her eyes.

"And my reason is you."

She knew now. Not even in her wildest dreams could she conceive of this being possible. This was...real.

Trowing her arms around Cyborg, tears of joy falling from her eyes, she kissed him, deeply, passionately. He returned the kiss, holding her ever so gently in his massive arms. Finally, they parted.

Gazing up into his eyes, she whispeed, "Stay."

He smiled. "Okay," he whispered back.

It was several hours later. The team was all back at the tower. The time rift had been closed. There was no trace of Slade or his forces. Everything had reached a happy conclusion.

Jinx lay beside her beloved, finally content, knowing in her heart that, when she woke up, he would still be there. Sighing, she closed her eyes, and slept. All was right in the world.

At the place of the battle, where the time rift had been sealed, a wind began to blow. Various papers and other ligt objects danced in the wind.

Suddenly, for a brief moment, there was a red spark.