Beastboy inhaled deeply, taking in Raven's scent, taking in the bitter tang of fear. He looked down at the girl resting in his arms, seemingly almost asleep. They were on the buildings sloped roof, watching the sun set together, Beastboy's arms around Raven's shoulders. "Are you okay?"
"What do you mean?" Raven looked up into his worried features.
"You've been quiet today, more so than usual anyway." He brushed an errant violet strand back from her eyes, hooking it behind her ear.
"Are you sure? You don't want to talk about it?"
"I... Just hold me, okay?"
Beastboy sighed as he tightened his grip on her, pulling her against his chest, "I won't let go. I'll hold on as long as you let me."
Beastboy stared out over the white towers of the city, "Devon's here."
"Devon's in the house, I think."
"I should go talk to him." Despite her words, neither moved for several minutes. Finally she started to sit up, but fell back against Beastboy's chest. "What are you doing?"
"You told me not to let go." Beastboy answered her matter-of-factly.
Raven sighed as she shook her head, "You know what I meant."
"So... are you going to let me up?"
Beastboy stared out over the city as flickering lights grew in the windows as he seemed to consider his answer, "Maybe." he finally answered. He ran a line of kisses down her jaw, "If you really want me to let you up."
Raven leaned back against him once again as the first of the stars came out, "Maybe he'll come back tomorrow."
Further conversation was cut off by a knocking on the trap door that they had come up through. An instant later it flipped open and Jasmine's head came up through, "So this is how it is. You two leave dinner early to come up here, huh."
"Devon's here, he wants a word with you."
Raven sighed, "I guess I have to move then." She sat up as Beastboy's arms dropped away.
As soon as Beastboy had followed Raven through the trap door, Jasmine caught his arm, "He wanted to talk to her alone, dear. Why don't you come play a card game with me and Micah."
Beastboy turned to Raven who nodded, "I'll be fine, Beastboy. I want to talk to him, we were best friends once." Beastboy only replied with a low grumble. "Jealous much?" Raven asked with a smile.
"Do I have anything to be jealous of?"
Raven kissed him softly on the lips, "I'll be back in a little while."
Beastboy cocked his head, trying to pick up on snippets of conversation from across the house. So far he'd been able to pick up on a few disjointed phrases, enough to keep him interested, but not enough to tell him anything. Neither could he sense Raven's emotions. The distance, the long hallways, and the closed doors blocked her scent from reaching him, and without that he couldn't tell what she was feeling.
"Beastboy, it's your turn."
Jasmines voice intruded on his thought. His head snapped back down to the table in front of him, the small stack of cards face down in the center and those in his hand. He pulled a card out of his hand and dropped it on the stack, face down. "One three."
"You have two's, dear."
Beastboy sighed as he picked up the card and dropped another one, "One two."
Jasmine nodded as she studied her own hand. Dropping a card, she identified it, "One three."
Micah grunted as he stared at his hand, "Don't worry about it, Beastboy." He dropped a card, "One four."
"What are you worrying about? You do trust her don't you?"
"Of course I trust her. It's just that Devon's come on pretty strong whenever I've seen him, and Raven never dealt well with touching. Since... since it happened, she's been worse."
"She can handle herself."
In concert, Beastboy and Jasmine both spoke, "Cheat."
Micah shook his head and scooped up the stack of cards, "Great, now I'm playing against two of you."
Beastboy listlessly dropped another card, "One four. I don't like this. She wasn't comfortable around him when we got here."
"I know, Beastboy, but she is better than when you arrived." She pulled two cards out and dropped them on the stack, "Two fives."
Micah dropped a car, "One six. Beastboy, why do you dislike Devon so much?"
"He doesn't like me. He thinks I had something to do with the way Raven is now." Beastboy dropped a card to the table, "One seven."
"I see." Jasmine dropped a card, "One eight. What gave him that idea?"
"I growled at him when he hugged Raven."
Jasmine and Micah both turned to stare at Beastboy, "You what?" Micah couldn't quite hide the smile, "You growled at Devon for hugging Raven? A little possessive?"
"I growled because she was scared, and he didn't realize it. He thought she shied away because I was there, thought I'm some psycho boyfriend or something."
Micah dropped a card, "One nine. He's trying to get her to tell him what happened, then?"
Beastboy heard a door open somewhere else in the house. With it open, he could make out the conversation a little better, "What are you doing, Devon?"
"I wanted to make sur..." The door closed again.
"Beastboy, it's your turn, you have ten's."
Beastboy dropped one card on the stack, "One ten." The card was curved, causing it to lay at an odd angle. He looked down at the half crushed cards in his hand. He began to carefully bend them back into shape.
"Raven, don't go back to Earth." Devon's words were louder, Beastboy could here them without a problem, "Stay here, this is your home, where you belong."
Beastboy dropped his cards and started to stand. Micah grabbed his arm, "Sit, play the game."
"If you walk in there, it will prove that you were listening in, and he won't believe anything that she said."
"Devon, please let go of me."
Beastboy heard the snarl that he knew was his before he turned and stalked out of the room. He walked down the hallway, heading for the sitting room that Raven took Devon to. At the door, he felt Jasmine's hand on his shoulder, holding him back. He turned to glare at her, but she shook her head and mouthed the word 'wait' to him. Beastboy stood by the door, using everything he had not to burst through the door.
Jasmine pulled Beastboy back from the door, "You don't have to worry about her, not with Devon. Just let her handle herself." Beastboy continued to glower at her, but she pulled him resolutely back into the room where they had been playing cards, "Sit, pick up your cards."
Beastboy dropped numbly into his chair and picked up his discarded hand, his head still cocked for snippets of conversation.
Jasmine dropped her last card on the table, "I win." Beastboy barely grunted in acknowledgment, dropping his own cards on the table. Jasmine had done her best to keep them busy for the last thirty minutes, but Beastboy's patience was at an end.
"Can I go out front now?"
"No. Devon is almost done here, then you can go out. Alright?"
Beastboy stood, "I think I'll go see him out."
Jasmine laid a hand on his arm once again, "Wait just a moment, before you go out there..."
"What?" Beastboy growled.
"Alright, you can go."
Beastboy stared at her for a moment, head cocked, "What?"
"He's gone, so I know that no more fights are going to break out in my home."
Beastboy stalked into the hallway and almost bumped into Raven.
"Hey, Devon's gone."
"Yeah, your mom told me."
"And this old mom's going to bed. Goodnight, you two."
"Night mom, dad." Jasmine and Micah squeezed past them and walked down the hall and away.
Raven turned back to Beastboy and leaned on his chest, "I'm tired, I think I'm going to bed too."
Beastboy wrapped his arms around Raven, "Okay, I'll see you in the morning."
A/N: Sorry for the long wait. Mixture of homework and writer's block. You have no idea how hard it was just to get this chapter out. Next one shouldn't take so long.shouldn't be so long.