Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans, and I do not, repeat, DO NOT OWN "Drive" by Incubus.

He was worried about her. He knew she was hiding something from them. What else could it be? From the way she evaded their eyes, and skirted around their questions, Raven was defiantly holding something back. Did she really think that they saw her as different now? Just because they found out about…her heritage, doesn't mean that she's anything other than the same old Raven, their Raven.

If anything, they were surprised, not at that little fact, but at the amount of unchecked power she contained. Even as a team, they hadn't been able to defeat Slade before, but when he comes back, super-powered and seemingly immortal, Raven single-handedly thrashes him. He had seen Raven angry, but never this angry, the anger that she released at the sight of her friends threatened. Raven was more powerful than any of them, something they all now knew, and something that now made her avoid them.

The teen paced in his room, at this rate, he might fall right through the track he was already wearing into the floor. He felt helpless, something he didn't feel too often. He so wanted to help her, but felt unable to reach out. In frustration, he kicked a chair leg. Well, staying in here wasn't going to help anything, the door slid open as he pushed the button, and he stepped out into the silent hall. He walked quietly, his shoes hardly making any sound on the floor. The living room was empty, as was the kitchen. It was only evening, yet something had kept all the Titans in their rooms, almost all. The boy turned to leave, then stopped and turned at an almost inaudible sound. He peeked into the kitchen, and found the source, a radio, turned down almost to silence. Almost trancelike in his movements, he turned the volume dial, and the song became louder. It was slow, each note seemed to punctuate a different part of a story the singer was telling.

Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear.

And I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the

Fear take the wheel and steer.

It's driven me before, and it seems to have a vague, haunting

mass appeal.

But lately I am beginning to find that

I should be the one behind the wheel.

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there with open arms and open

eyes.

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there

I'll be there

He smiled, he'd heard the song before. The boy turned the radio off, and walked up the stairs to the roof, he really needed some fresh air. He pushed open the trap door, and, froze. Raven sat with her back to him less then twenty feet away. With cautious steps he walked towards her.

"I don't bite you know"

He stopped, "I know"

He took three more steps and sat down at her side. In the dimming light, her saw the soft tracks of tears on her face. He put a hand on her shoulder in a gesture of comfort. Raven turned and looked straight at him for the first time in what seemed like ages. Her violet eyes seemed brimming with pain, something she had never let show. She never let herself show anything.

"You know, I don't care, about Slade, or Trigon, or your destiny, you're still Raven."

The boy thought he saw a shadow of a smile cross her face, but it was gone before he could tell.

"We'll always be there for you, I'll always be there for you…whatever tomorrow brings."

Raven caught his eyes for the second time, then turned back .

"Thank you, Beastboy"

No more words were said, and they watched in silence as the setting sun turned the ocean to violet and flame.

So whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there with open arms and

open eyes. Yeah.

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there

I'll be there