Saving The World

Raven's POV:

" We lost 31% of the earth's molten core, there is nothing we can do," Batman explained to Diana and Clark.

I look over to Damian, who is sitting next to me. His eyes meet mine, and I lean forward for a kiss. When our lips touched, I felt everything that I have been longing to feel for the past two years. I felt loved and no longer alone.

The flash stands up and moves over to Batman and the others. I pull apart from Damian, and we both walk over to the conversation.

"If I just make another flashpoint, we could reverse this," the flash pleads his case.

"No, that is far too dangerous," Constantine steps in. "You could just make another timeline that is ten times worse."

"I don't see any other way," the flash looks at us all. "Do any of you have a better idea?"

There was silence and all you could hear was the wind blowing past us. Soon the earth will grow cold and those who were left on it would surely die. I turn to Damian. I observed his face and I can tell he had no further plan. He looks over at me.

"What?" He whispers.

"I have to," I mumble. I stand up a little straighter, trying to gain confidence. But Damian grabs my hand.

"What are you doing?"

"I have a plan," I say, just loud enough for the others to hear me.

"And what is it?" Constantine looks as if thinking what I was about to say wouldn't work. He could at least give me a shot.

"You're going to have to trust me," I look at each and every one of them. These are the same people I have fought alongside over the years. I grew up knowing them. So I am doing this in their name of them.

Diana steps forward. "I believe in you," she put a hand on my shoulder and I turned to see her face. She nodded at me and I nodded to her.

Then I stepped away into an open area.

"Raven, wait!" Damian steps in front of me. "What are you doing?"

I put my hand on his cheek and for a second he rests his head on it, then he backs away enough to look me in the eyes. I can't help but say, "I love you."

I kissed him, holding onto his head, wanting to forever remember this moment. I don't know if this will work, but something inside of me is calling for me to do this. A voice in my head that used to say 'destroy the world is now saying 'save it.'

One thing I have learned in the Teen Titans is that no matter the sins of people, they are all worth saving. The world is worth saving. Damian is worth saving. I break our kiss and take one last look at him. I step back and levitate to the sky, not looking away from Damian. When I got to the highest I could go, I force myself to look away. The world was in shambles now. Torn up and destroyed by the need for power.

I took one more look down at the people that I have grown to call my family. Clark saved me from... well me, Starfire who is like a sister to me and who guided me for many years. Dick taught me to fight and hold my ground. Damian made me feel like anything was possible. They were my only family. I needed to save them.

I took a deep breath.

"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" Heal the earth. "Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" Heal those that are injured. "Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" Bring back those we have lost. "Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" Bring those who died, back to life. "Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" Heal those who have been taken for machines. "Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" In the name of love!

Then my world goes dark.

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Damian's POV:

I looked at her. I watched as she slipped from my fingers and ascended to the sky, almost as if she was ascending to Heaven. She wasn't looking at us anymore, but at the world and the damage that was done.

I didn't know what she was doing, but I could only pray that it would work. She made it seem like goodbye, but I won't let this be the end. I didn't die and be brought back for her to die.

Father steps to my side and watches the sky along with all the others. Dick is in Kori's lap, and she is stroking his hair. (The moment they saw each other, Greyson recognized her). Father places a hand on my shoulder, bringing my gaze back to the sky.

There is a flash of purple, but instead of her black raven appearing around her, she is surrounded by a white one. It was almost breathtaking to watch and I even heard a few gasps from behind me, but I didn't take my eyes away from her.

Then there was a flash of white that consumed the sky.

For a moment the world would not come into focus. All around, it looked fuzzy. And then it became clear. I looked over at Starfire and Dick, and they were hugging each other. Starfire's robotic parts were at her feet and she looked as she did two years ago. Dick stood up from the ground and they hugged. It seemed like there was no linger of the effect of the Lazarus pit.

I turned around and was shocked. Robotic pieces were on the ground as the people they belonged to embraced each other in their original forms. Diana was being helped up by Clark, and Batman stood from the ground, no longer in Dark Side's uniform. Raven did it.

Raven!

I looked to the spot she last was, but she was, falling. I rushed to catch her, holding my arms out for her. She crashed on top of me and I was terrified because I didn't know if she was breathing. I sat up and cupped her face in my hands.

"Raven!" I murmured her name and turned her to look at me, but she did not move. I tested her vitals. She was weak, but she was alive.

"Raven," Kori came over and reached for Raven's arm.

"She is alive, but her pulse is weak," I say, not looking away from the girl in my lap.

Soon a crowd of people came around us. All asked different questions, like if she was okay or if she was alive. I stood up with her in my arms and turned to the crowd of people who all had worried looks. Clark tried to reach for her, but I did let her go. I was never letting her go again.

"She is alive but in need of medical attention," I turn to Father. "Father, we have to get her somewhere where she can rest," I said in a commanding tone. Which my father answered back with a nod.

"Bring her to the Batcave. I will tell Alfred you are on the way," Dick came over and placed a hand on my shoulder. He put his other on her arm and checked her vitals. "She is getting stronger though, so that is a good sign."

Just as he said that Raven's eyes flew open. Her amethyst eyes found mine. "Damian," Her voice was hoarse, but she smiled at me.

"Don't speak, Beloved. Save your energy," I hushed her. "We will get you somewhere safe."

"Did it work?" She asked, looking around at everyone.

"According to my record, the molten core is in tac and the earth's population was restored to the number it was before Dark Side's attack," father read off his screen. "I am not sure how you did it, but you did. Very good work, Raven," father nodded to her.

"Zatanna?" Constantine asked.

"Constantine," Zatanna's voice called through the crowd. She stood with a portal open as other Justice League members flooded out.

Raven smiled, and then she turned to me and said, "I saved you twice today."

"Yes, you did."

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Raven's POV:

"Raven?" A voice pulls me from my rest.

"What?" I open my eyes, confused.

"You fell asleep," Damian brushes his hand on my cheek.

"I didn't mean to," I say, trying to sit up.

"No, it's okay," he smiled and helped me up. "I was just worried for a moment. Go back to sleep. The car is here and I will take you somewhere safe," he said. I noticed that I was still in his arms, and I couldn't help but blush in embarrassment.

"I can walk," I am not sure if it is true or not, but I didn't want him to know that.

"I will carry you anyways," he shook his head and kept walking. My heart felt warm and tingly, and honestly, I felt like I could curl up into him and sleep forever.

Damian helped me into the seat of the car, putting me in the passenger seat. Then he put the seat belt around me. I gave him a look, telling him I could have done that on my own, but he ignored it.

Damian slid into the driver's seat of the car, but his father came over before he could start the engine. Batman instructed his son by saying, "Drive her right back to the cave. I will be there when I can."

"I will, Father," Damian blew off his father's words.

His father hesitated but stepped away, and Damian started the car, and then sped off. I grabbed the handle above my head. Damian has always been a wild driver, but my head was spinning from all his wild turns and fast speeds.

"Please slow down," I begged.

Damian turned to me, and when he saw that I wasn't kidding, he slowed to almost the speed limit. "Are you alright?"

"I am really light-headed," I close my eyes, trying to focus on breathing. I turned back to look at Damian who looked worried. "But I will be fine."

He holds out his hand and I take it. I close my eyes again and take deep breaths. He squeezes my hand and says, "if you puke... you will have to clean it up," he says, making me laugh.

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Back at the Batcave

Well even though the ride wasn't too terribly long, it turned out I will be known as the first person to throw up in the Batmobile. Damian started to speed a little more when I got sick, but he only made it worse.

"I am sorry," I tell him as he helps me out. "I really am."

"It was a joke, I swear. You are fine," he scoops me up into his arms and carries me away from the car.

"I'm sorry," I say as he lays me down on a bed.

"Please stop saying that. It is fine. I will clean it up, but you have to get better. Do what they tell you so you get better. Stop worrying," He paused and looked at me. "Please."

I smile at him and reach for his face. When I touch his cheek, he smiles and leans into my touch. All of a sudden my bed becomes occupied by another guest. I sit up a bit to see Titus resting at my feet.

"Titus will stay with you and make sure you don't get out of bed," Damian nodded as if he was making the plan up as he goes.

I didn't argue, and then Damian left to go clean up. I fell asleep with Titus' head, resting on my legs.

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Damian

"What happened?" Batman came in, immediately sitting down at his computer.

I was cleaning up the Batmobile, from the earlier mess that I had made. (I should not have sped so much. Then maybe she would not have gotten sick). "I was speeding to get back here, and Raven became ill," I explained.

My father turned around to look at me. "Damian, you should not have sped. She probably is tired and easily susceptible to motion sickness." His words came out as more of a lecture than anything else.

"Father, I thought it best we got here as soon as possible, but I admit it was a mistake," I bowed my head.

There was a brief silence where I was able to turn back to the car and finish cleaning up. Once I was done I went over and dropped off the trash in the shoot and put away the cleaning supplies. All this time, I knew father had something on his mind he wanted to ask me. I was just waiting for it now.

"So is she the one you were talking about?" He finally asked.

I stayed quiet, unsure of what he was talking about. (Maybe not completely, but I didn't want to admit anything).

"When you said 'save them...save 'her' you meant Rachel Roth?" Father said, trying to piece together the puzzle.

"Father now is not the time or place to be discussing this," I said as I washed my hands thoroughly. When I was finished I dried them on a towel and turned around just in time to see my father return to his work.

"Her vitals are returning, but she will need rest. I fear this has taken a great deal of energy," father says as I go over to the panel on the wall and check the camera in her room. She is sleeping, but so is Titus. So much for a guard dog.

"We must give her time," I nod and turn to Father.

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Raven's POV:

I woke up in the complete dark. I wasn't sure of the time, and when I pulled out my phone it was dead. Titus stirred and started towards the door. I knew he wanted out so I opened it for him and followed him out. I hadn't noticed at first, but there was a sleeping body on the ground.

I knelt to his side and put a hand on his shoulder to wake him.

"Damian," I whispered.

His eyes shot open and he scanned the room. He stood up so fast that I was almost knocked over in surprise. He turned his head back and forth and soon his eyes landed on me with worry "What's wrong? What happened?" He grabbed my arms and looked around.

"Damian," I smiled. He was so worried that it was hilarious to watch. I grabbed his arm and made him look at me. "Damian, I am fine," I said to reassure him.

He looked me over and then sighed.

"What's going on, why are you sleeping outside the door?" I reached up and put a hand to his face, gently. I was worried by the bags under his eyes and wondered how he could possibly be sleeping on the cement floors.

"Nothing. I was just making sure you were alright," he looked at me with those emerald eyes. "Why are you up, you should be resting?"

"I wanted to get something to eat."

"Well then let us go upstairs and get you some food. What is it that you are hungry for?" He offered me his arm to take.

I took it and looked up at him, "Cereal."

"Cereal? It's almost midnight," he checked his watch and showed it to me.

"I just want cereal," I shrugged.

He sighed with a smile on his face. "Fine," he leads me up the stairs and to the kitchen area.

I sat down at the table while Damian went over to the cupboard and grabbed all the cereal brands they had. He set them down and grabbed the bowls, spoons, and a gallon of milk. He set them on the table and I grabbed what I wanted. He did the same.

I took a spoon full of cereal and scooped it into my mouth and smiled at Damian.

"Cute," he murmured, nodding at me, and then he took a bite of his cereal.

We ate our cereal in silence, only hearing the noises of ourselves chewing. (I got seconds on my bowl, while Damian stopped after one). He watched me eat for a few minutes before his gaze started to annoy me.

"I am sorry that I eat cereal in a different way," I turned to him. "I am hungry."

He chuckles and leans back into his chair. "I don't think you eat strangely, but I think it is funny to see you stuff your face," He smiles at me. "I mean, I hardly ever see you eat everything on your plate, but here you are on your second bowl."

"Excuse me for using all my energy to save the world," I joke.

"You are right, you deserve to eat as much cereal as you would like," Damian bowed his head in acceptance, but when his head turned up he had an evil look in his eyes.

"What?"

"Nothing," he leaned back, not losing eye contact.

"Damian, you have that look in your eye," I point at him.

"What look?" He plays innocent.

"That mischievous look that tells me you have a plan that is not going to end well," I lean back to get a better look at him. I forget about my cereal for a second, expecting Damian to spring into action at any second.

"I have no such look," he teases.

"Yes, you do," I argue.

"No..." He was about to argue when we were interrupted.

"What are you to fighting over?" Bruce Wayne walked into the room. I have never seen Batman out of his bat costume and it was shocking to see him standing before us. It was even more of a shock to see the similarities between him and Damian.

"Father, we are sorry if we woke you," Damian stood and took our dishes to the sink.

"I was already awake," he sat down at the table. He turned to me and asked, "How do you feel?"

"I am better," I gave a weak smile.

"That is good," he nodded. "Now what was this about a 'look'?"

Damian sat in the chair beside me. I looked at him to see if he would explain it to his father or not. When it seemed like he wasn't going to answer I turned back to Batman and explained. "I believe your son has a look that he gives when he has a plan that he knows people won't like," I explain.

"Oh, that look," Batman nods.

I turn to Damian with a triumphant look and gloat. "See, even your father knows of this look."

Damian turned back to me with a smile. "Fine, you win," he put his hands up in surrender.

"How is everyone, Batman?" I turned to the man sitting across from us.

"Everyone has been informed of the events over the past few years and the Justice League plans to hold an official press meeting in the next day or so to go over the details," he pulled out his phone from his pocket and set it on the table. "And please, call me Bruce."

"Well Bruce," It sounds strange to say his name. "What are you going to tell them?"

He looked at me. "We are going to tell them the events of the past few years and explain the treatment, and we plan to have you there by our side. That is, if you are well enough," he looked at me.

"Why me?" I questioned.

"You are the one who saved the world," he looked to his son and then back at me. "The world has been wanting to meet you."

"I don't know," I sank into my seat a bit.

"That reminds me. Lois and Clarke are coming tomorrow to see you. I had to send them home twice while you were asleep," Bruce stood. "Raven, please feel at home here," he said before he walked out.

I turned to Damian who was looking down at the table, scowling.

"Damian?"

"What?" He looked at me and his eyes soften.

"What is the matter?" I turn my body towards his.

"You don't have to go to the press release. I told my father that you would need more time." He shook his head. "If he didn't say anything, you wouldn't feel pressured into it."

"Damian, it is fine. If I feel up to it, I would like to go. I want to," I put a hand on his.

"Okay," he hesitated before standing. He gave me his arm and we walked the lengths of the manor together. I wasn't really sure where he was taking me until we reached a door.

"You don't need to sleep in the bat cave," he explained to me and opened the door to a bedroom "You can stay here. In my room."

"Your room?"

"If you don't feel comfortable, I can sleep elsewhere," he said, allowing me to walk in.

I stepped in and Damian followed. I sat on the bed and looked at him. "You can stay here," I said, wanting for him to stay here. I almost begged him not to leave. The thought of being alone was too much to handle this second.

"Alright," he nodded. "I have some clothes you can wear."

He went over to his dresser and pulled out a hoody and basketball shorts. He handed them to me. I took them and went to the bathroom attached to the room and changed. When I got out Damian had changed into shorts and a t-shirt as well.

I slid under the covers and looked at him. He turned off the lights and made his way to the bed with only the lamp beside the bed for light.

"Good night Rachel," he said after he had turned off the lamp, leaving us in the dark.

"Good night."

******

Next Day

There was a knock on the door. I opened my eyes only to be flooded with light. I buried my head under the covers, blocking out the morning. The person next to me stirred and went to the door, opening it just a crack.

"Morning Master Damian," Alfred greeted behind the door. "Your father is worried that Miss Roth has run off this morning, but I have come to ask if you know where she might be."

"Alfred, don't be coy," Damian shook his head. "I am sure by the tone in your voice, you know she is with me."

"I had a hunch," there was amusement in Alfred's tone. "I will inform your father that I have found Miss Roth. Please join us downstairs, we have some visitors," he said just as the door was about to close. "Morning Miss Roth."

Damian forcefully closed the door and grumbled back to bed. He slid under the covers and his arms wrapped around my waist. I smiled and took the covers off my head and wiggled around so I could see him.

"Morning."

"Morning," Damian grumbled into the sheets.

"I think we need to go downstairs," I say, trying to free myself from Damian's grasp. Damian has always been stronger than me, so his hold on me was firm. He was gentle not to hurt me, but his arms were not budging. I turned back to look at him when I gave up trying to get out of his grip.

"Damian..." I warned.

"Five more minutes," he grumbled again.

"You are normally a morning person, why are you like this?" I say, trying to break free again.

"Because for the first time in two years the world is not in danger and I am in bed with you. I want to keep it that way," he growled into my ear, seductively.

This sent shivers down my spine. A smile spread across my face and I leaned back into Damian's grasp. He was right. For the first time, we have been able to be just us without the fear of the world ending or my father trying to kill him.

I sighed and then broke away from his hold. I stood up and looked down at Damian who was looking up at me from the sheets of the bed. He did not seem too happy.

"Damian, once we go downstairs and make ourselves known, we can come back up here. I am hungry and want to eat before I fall back asleep," I said. I pulled at his arm to get him out of bed. He didn't move.

After a moment I dropped his arm and stepped back. He grumbled, "fine." And got to his feet. He went into the bathroom to change into some different clothes I did a simple spell to change close into a shirt and pants.

When Damian came out his hair was wet and he smelled like aftershave. I smiled and walked over to him. I hugged him around his chest, taking in a breath. His arms wrapped around me as he continued to pull socks out of his drawer.

When we were both done getting ready we headed out the door and right downstairs to the kitchen. Alfred was at the counter with a stack of pancakes beside him. When I stepped in closer I noticed Bruce, Clark, and Lois all setting at the table. Damian walked over to the table and sat down.

Lois looked up and her eyes brightened when she saw me. She stood to her feet and practically ran to me. She embraced me and then I hear a chair crash to the ground and Clark got in the hug.

"I am so glad you are okay," Lois said into my ear. (She held me so tight it was hard to breathe).

"Raven, how are you?" Clark asked, not letting go of me or Lois.

"I am fine," I said, embracing them.

In the past two years, I have grown close to Clark and Lois. Clark saved me from making a huge mistake and ending my life and Lois and Clark took care of me when I grew sick from my father's wrath. They had become like a family to me. It was nice to be around them again.

Lois released me and Clark and she stood back to look me over. They looked at me with concerned eyes, but I smiled. "I am fine," I assured them.

Lois enveloped her hand in mine and led me back to the table. She made me sit in the seat that Clark was sitting in before, but he didn't seem to mind. He went and sat beside Bruce.

"You did it," Lois whispered in my ear when she sat down.

"What?" Whispered back to her, slightly confused.

"You saved the world," she smiled at me proudly. "I knew from the moment Clark brought you home that you were destined for great things."

I smiled. She had told me that a lot throughout our time spent together. She and Clark believed in me when I had lost hope in myself. Even though things were right with the world again, I was grateful that Clark and Lois still cared for me.

Alfred brought over a plate for me and Damian, who was now seated across from me. Alfred smiled at me when he handed me the plate. Alfred knows I stayed in Damian's room last night, so I felt embraced.

"Raven, are you feeling better? The past few days we have come they told us you were asleep?" Clark turned to me with a concerned look on his face.

"I am better," I nod and take a bite of my pancake.

"Glad to hear," he nodded back to me. "Has Bruce filled you in on the press conference?"

"He said that the Justice League will hold one and that they would like me there," I said after I swallowed my food.

"And do you feel up to it?" Lois asked me in a concerned tone.

"It should be fine for me to go," I answered her.

She smiled at me and grabbed my hand that was resting on the table and gave it a squeeze. I looked at her and she had nothing but love in her eyes. I looked to Clark and he was just the same.

"I don't think Bruce has told you yet, but the Teen Titans have decided to take a season off and most of them are going home to family," Lois said, making me turn back to look at her. "And I know that the only family you had here was your father, and now he is gone."

I wasn't sure where she was going with this. Lois nervously turned to Clark and when I turned to him he just nodded with a smile on his face. Lois went on. "We were wondering if you would like to come home with us," Lois said, causing me to turn back to her.

I looked at her in shock. She wanted me to come live with them? Clark and Lois were asking me to come to stay with them for the while the Teen Titans were away. "What?" I said, not sure I understood all of this.

"Come stay with us, Rachel," Clark said across the table.

"What do you say?" Lois said in a cheerful tone.

"I..." I didn't know what to say. I have never felt more welcome.

"Father, surely she would be better staying with us?" Damian's gloomy tone made me turn to him. He was upset and glaring daggers at his father. I wanted to ask what was bothering Damian, but I couldn't bring myself to.

"If Rachel would like to go with the Kent's then she is the one to make that decision," Bruce said sternly. "But, she should stay here for a few more days while we track her vitals and such."

"So what do you say?" Lois asked again.

I looked at Clark and Lois and then at Damian. For the past two years, the Kent's have held me together and given me love that no family has ever. I knew what I was going to choose, but I only wished Damian wouldn't hate me.

"Yes," I said, turning back to Lois. "When the press conference is over, I would like to come home with you and Clark."

Damian stood up and stormed out of the room. I winced at his footsteps but I knew I was doing the right thing. Damian and I are just starting something, but I knew that I wanted to be with Kent's. They had been my family over the past two years, and I wanted to stay with them. Damian would just have to accept that.

"When we go back to Metropolis, I would like to introduce you as my daughter," Clark spoke up.

"Your daughter?" I turned back and forth at Lois and Clark to see if this was real.

"You are family and if these past two years prove anything, it is that you are a Kent," Lois squeezed my hand again. "Even if you are not by blood, you are our daughter."

"Thank you, guys," I smiled at the two of them.

"Rachel, would you mind if Clark, Lois, and I have the room?" Bruce spoke up. "We have a few matters with the press conference that need to be finalized. And you should go and rest so you don't overwork yourself."

I nodded and stood up. I left the room quietly, still smiling. I couldn't believe this. I didn't think about what would happen when I woke up. Clark and Lois took care of me for all these years, and I just thought when all of this was over they would lead their own lives, but now they want me to join them? I was happily surprised.

I was walking back to Damian's room. I didn't know how I was going to explain this all to him and I knew by the way he reacted he would not be happy, but I needed him to understand. I needed him to know that my choice wasn't about him. It was about me.

I knocked on the door.

Nothing.

I knocked again and this time when nothing happened I turned the nob. Damian was sitting at his desk in his room, writing something. I walked over to him and waited for him to finish. When he set the pen down I spun his chair to look at me and sat on the bed.

"Damian, I am going," I start. His eyes were murderous. "I love you," I put my hand over his. "I would stay with you forever, but over the past two years... It was the Kent's that took care of me."

I let go of his hand and put it in my lap. I looked down at my hands, not wanting to face Damian.

"I wanted to die. I mean it. I wanted it to be over. If I killed myself, Father would have never been freed and you would have been safe," I said as I toy with my hands. "And I couldn't be with you because of it."

It was hard telling Damian this. I never admitted this to anyone before.

"When Clark showed up and took me in, he and Lois gave me something that I needed. Hope," I glance up and then quickly back down. Damian was staring at me like hot lasers. "They gave me a home and made me feel loved."

They were the parents I never had. The parents I wished I had.

"I am going with them because they have become my family. Like the Titans, but with a stronger bond," A tear slipped. "I love you and this doesn't mean I don't. Just because I am leaving doesn't mean I am leaving you," I looked up at him, finding my courage. "I will portal here to see you whenever, but I need to do this."

Damian was silent for a second and I let my head drop. Maybe he didn't believe me or didn't want to hear this, but it needed to be said.

I felt his hand reach my face and I looked up to him.

"I love you," he said in almost a whisper. "And though I will hate having you far away, I understand." He nods and continues, "but I tell you this. I will gain your love enough one day to be considered the only family you will ever need." He said in a wild tone. "And on that day, you will be my wife."

His words were wild and truthful. I knew he meant this as a promise to me and it warmed my heart. I smiled at him as he whipped a tear from my face.

"We can portal to see each other and spend the nights," he grinned at me. "But for now, if this is where you want to be, then I will not fight you anymore."

I smiled at him.

"I love you," I said, meaning it with all my heart.

"And I love you," he smiled and pulled me in for a kiss.