The silence that followed this statement didn't take away any shock or pain in Garfield's eyes

The silence that followed this statement didn't take away any shock or pain in Garfield's eyes. Richard seemed to pick up on the question his eyes were asking.

"She and Cyborg were in the T-Car driving to get the last things for the wedding tomorrow. But… a drunk driver crashed into the T-Car on a particularly quiet street. Cyborg couldn't regain control fast enough; and it crashed straight into a gas station. The resulting explosion… killed her… Cyborg took no damage, so he's okay. I… I'm sorry." Richard bowed his head and closed his eyes. Garfield held the communicator, staring at it in shock and hurt. He lowered it, and looked to Raven, who had obviously heard the entire conversation.

She was looking down, eyes closed, an unreadable expression on her face. In honesty, a part of Raven was glad this had happened. However, the majority of her was feeling absolutely horrible. Garfield closed his communicator and held it tight. It cracked and broke in half from his grip, both pieces falling to the floor, and the resulting thud seemed to finally make his brain function again.

"No…" he whispered so quietly that Raven had to strain to hear him. Silent tears dripped out of the pools that were his eyes. "I- I'm sorry Rae, you don't need to see me like this!" With that, he got up and started walking towards the door.

"No." Garfield stopped in his tracks, and slowly turned around.

"What no?" Raven stood up and walked up to him.

"This isn't fair to you." He sniffed and more tears fell.

"It's life, crap happens all the time…"

"Too much crap. You don't deserve loss and pain of this degree," she tried to reason.

"It doesn't matter what I do or don't deserve, it's happened, I have to deal with it." No more tears were falling, at least at the moment, but his voice sounded defeated and broken. Raven sighed… there was one way.

"Then I'll take that pain away." He looked at her inquisitively.


"It's… it's an old spell I learned when I was a young child. I can bring Sabrina back to life." Something was not normal about her tone. It was somber, sad. Garfield caught it.

"What's the catch?" he asked hopefully, yet fearfully. Raven opened her eyes finally, and they seemed so sad, looking into his eyes.

"My life will be lost. It's a transferring of souls." Garfield's eyes widened.

"No! I won't let you do that… not for my happiness." As much as Raven didn't want to admit it, her life was empty now that Garfield was getting married.

But she's dead now, Raven thought to herself. Wouldn't that mean… he's technically single? She shook her head at her own greed.

"My life is meaningless."

"Don't you dare say that!"

"I'm only stating the truth, Gar," she said softly.

"I won't let you die just for my happiness!" He got down on one knee and took her hand, tears in his eyes again. "Raven, it hurts, but you don't have to do this. I'll stop bugging you so much if you don't!" Raven smiled sadly down at him.

"You have no idea how much I miss that, do you?" Garfield tilted his head, confused.

"What do… oh…" now that he thought about it, he realized how seldom he had pestered her since Sabrina had come.

"Our friendship… once I finally admitted I had feelings for you, I cherished every memory, every moment, and kept them all close to my heart. Then she came, and I doubted our friendship was even realistic. You told me I was your best friend a few times, but I had so much trouble believing that. Maybe you were so distracted by her that you couldn't see that. I don't blame you." Garfield sat with his eyes closed now, breathing slowly. How could have he been so blind?

"Rae… I'm so sorry. I had no idea how much all this would hurt you. You shouldn't be hurt more… you should be happy." She jerked his hand out of his grip, and put her hood up.

"It doesn't matter what I should be."

"Stop putting others before you!" he shouted, standing, and glaring at her. She merely cocked her eyebrow, amused.

"Are you telling me to be selfish?"

"Yes!" He was going to cry again, he could feel it. But, for now, he just tried replacing the grief with anger. He can't afford to lose Raven. Even if Sabrina was his fiancée, Raven held more meaning in his heart, though he wouldn't say that out loud. She was always closer than anyone else.

"And how, exactly, do you suggest I become happy?" He bit his lip.

"Maybe… we could date?" She scoffed.

"You just lost your fiancée, and now you're asking me out. You're just saying that so I won't sacrifice my own life for her."

"No, I swear. If it means keeping you alive, we can try it. Sabrina and I… we became close pretty fast," he reasoned.

"Look at me. Take a good, long look. Do I look like the type that becomes close to someone in a short amount of time? You closed me off when Sabrina came, and it's going to take more than just a day to open me up again. You know it, I know it, and the Titans know it. No matter how much I refuse and push you away, you'll dedicate all your attention to me again, and it will happen in time. But… if I let that happen, I run the risk of becoming hurt again. It would take a long time before I said yes for a date. Now…" she turned around, about to phase to the roof to fly to where she suspected Sabrina's body would be, but he grabbed her arm, turned her around, and hugged her before she could leave.

She squirmed in his grip, but that only resulted his arms becoming tighter around her slim frame. He cried on her shoulder, and sniffed before talking in a shaky voice.

"No Raven, I don't want you to go. You understand me better than anyone else. True I love Sabrina, but she just didn't… she didn't have the depth or intelligence you have. You've also been around longer than she has, and you know everything about me. Sabrina never knew my past and why some days I'd just… blank everyone else out. You do though… you're closer. Your opinions always were more important to me than anyone else's, even hers." He sighed, crying more. Raven slowly, so very slowly, put her right arm around his shoulders and gently held him. She contemplated his words carefully. She sighed, after a few minutes of thinking of it.

"Gar… if you will be less sad if I'm alive… then, I won't use the spell. I won't bring her back alive." He smiled against her cloak. "But that doesn't mean I'm going to date you right away. I need to be sure you're being sincere and honest with me," she informed him. He nodded on her shoulder.

"That's fine Rae. And… I promise that you won't just be a replacement. I understand if you don't trust me anymore…" She kissed his forehead gently, surprising him immensely.

"I do trust you. It's just… I have problems with things like this. You know that."

"Yeah, I do." Garfield finally let go of her and she frowned slightly. She felt so comforted in his arms. He sniffed. "You take as long as you need to before we date. I don't want to rush into things. You are sure, about this?"

"Yes. Are you sure about it?" He nodded. "Alright then. Do you… want to hang out?"

"Sure. Just promise me you won't talk about Sabrina for a while." He smiled slightly, half-joking. He did want to discuss her, to put her in the past, but he also didn't want to, to put off the pain for a little bit.

"Of course. You know, I think this might work out…" he nodded and took her hand, but she didn't pull away. She liked holding his hand. Even though they weren't exactly going to rush into this, that didn't mean they couldn't hold hands – because when she was ready, that's when they were going to date.

The loss of Sabrina weighed heavily on Garfield's heart, but he was sure that he would get over it with Raven by his side and helping him every step along the way. He knew he could always turn to her and her to him if either of them needed someone to listen to them.