Thank you so much to everyone who stayed with this story over the past two years. It's been a long haul, but the epilogue is finally here! Please enjoy.
The Titans, once again a band of 5, smiled at each other in the infirmary. Suddenly a loud noise disrupted the moment and four Titans, plus Batman, turned to look at Starfire. She smiled sheepishly.
"I believe I am hungry," she said, looking down at her stomach.
Beast Boy and Cyborg cast quick glances at each other, then raced out of the room for the kitchen, already arguing about meat vs. tofu. Starfire flew out after them, followed by Raven, who cast a brief glance over her shoulder at Robin, who was left alone with Batman.
"So," Robin said, scratching the back of his head nervously. He looked at the floor for a moment, and when he lifted his eyes again he was met not with Batman, but with Bruce Wayne. Robin smiled and reached up to remove his own mask before remembering he wasn't wearing one.
"C'mere, squirt." They embraced for a moment, and Richard settled onto the bed beside Bruce, who left one arm around his son's shoulders.
"It's been pretty rough for you these past few weeks, hasn't it?" Richard nodded. "Well, the next few weeks aren't going to be much different. You've got to rebuild your entire team. The trust that is so vital to the Titans was broken, and it's going to take time to get that back. Sure, everyone's happy today, but you need to be planning for tomorrow."
"What do you recommend?" Richard asked.
"That's something you have to determine as the leader. You know these people better than I do, and trust isn't something you can just tell people to do. It takes time."
Bruce stood and faced Richard. "I want you to know that I'm really proud of you. You're growing up, and someday you're going to change the world. Maybe not as Robin, but as a great person."
Bruce extended his hand, and with a look somewhere between embarrassed and deeply honored on his face, Richard John Grayson shook it.
Bruce replaced his cowl, and with a rare smile, Batman left the building.
Raven had retreated to her room, which she hadn't realized how much she had missed. It was considerably emptier, but it was her home no matter what it contained. This was where her spirit was at peace, and she immediately fell into a meditative trance.
Moments later, a knock came at her door. She opened the door to a face she would never tire of seeing: Robin.
"Hey," he said quietly. "Can I come in?" Raven stepped aside and he entered the darkened room.
Raven bit her lip. "Robin, I'm so –" He held up his hand to silence her.
"Look, we both know what happened and how it all turned out. Which, by the way, is ok. There's no need to dredge up ancient history. Sure, you made a mistake, but I made a mistake first. I should have known better than to kick you out. I'm sorry."
"You shouldn't need to apologize to me," Raven mumbled. "Seriously, I'm the one who's sorry."
"So can we just call it even?" Robin raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah." Raven squirmed for a moment. "So seeing Starfire is what triggered your memory?"
Robin looked away. "Yeah. I used to really like her."
Raven looked at him strangely. "Used to?"
Robin blushed. "I mean, I still like her, but not as anything other than a friend. I feel like I've grown up so much. A couple hours ago I thought I was thirteen, and now I realize how much has happened to me in the past three years. I've changed a lot, and I feel a lot of that is because of the people around me."
Robin walked to her window and gazed out of it. "Do you remember when that dust made me crazy?" Raven nodded. "And you went into my mind? Ever since then, I've felt a bond. Like you know me better than anyone, except maybe Batman." Robin cracked a smile briefly, then was serious again. "You mean a lot to me, Raven, and it took life-changing events and amnesia to make me realize it. You're a great friend, and I'm really glad you're part of this team."
Robin stepped away from the window and pulled a surprised Raven into a hug. She felt a tear slip down her cheek as she realized how glad she was that she was part of the Titans. Her room wasn't home; this, this moment in time when she was in Robin's arms, was home.
She was home.
The end. It's hard to say goodbye to a story after two years, and it definitely didn't turn out the way I thought it would, but all in all I feel my first complete story did all right. Again, thank you to all who have followed Inner Workings through its many stages, and thank you to those who found it one day and read it all in one sitting. The support I received on this story is what fueled it, so when I say I couldn't have done it without you, I really mean it. Thank you to all, and to all a good night.