Jinx awoke to the smell of antiseptic and the sound of a heartbeat monitor. A hospital, not the worst place she had ever woken up. Jinx kept her eyes closed, giving no indication she was now conscious, and tried to remember how she'd ended up here. There had been a routine fight with the Titans, she knew that. She'd been delivering a smackdown on Starfire, but then what? Ah. She almost flinched when she remembered her careless mistake, but stopped herself from giving even a minute sign of life until she was better prepared. A little girl had wandered into their battle, nearly getting caught in the crossfire, distracting Jinx enough for Starfire to hit her with a particularly powerful starbolt. For a brief moment, Jinx wondered if the girl was okay, but then immediately put that foolish thought aside to focus on her current situation. Her team couldn't have taken her to a hospital; they were all blacklisted at nearly every facility in Jump City (which, ironically, was why they were being forced to steal to survive more and more often) so who had brought her here? Still not stirring, Jinx attempted to remember anything else about the incident. She knew she had been unconscious, but she thought she remembered hearing voices through the alternating red and black haze. They said things like "Oh, dude, she's hurt bad," "She won't survive in the prison infirmary," and "Oh, what are we to do? I did not wish to injure her in so much of the grave!" Jinx bit back a sneer; of course it was the Titans who had 'rescued' her, they were the only ones dumb enough to do so. She turned her attention to the room around her, still not opening her eyes. There was a band of cool metal around her wrist; she was most likely handcuffed to something. She couldn't hear a heartbeat other than her own, but knew better than to think the Teen Titans had left her unguarded. Her suspicions were confirmed when she heard a book page turn with the slide of well-oiled metal. Of course. They'd left her with Cyborg.

Jinx opened her eyes slowly, as if she was just waking up, and began to pretend that she had no idea what was going on. Cyborg cut her off before she could start. "I've been monitoring your vital signs, you've been awake for seven point three minutes and I assume you aren't nearly as clueless as you were about to act," he said, not even looking up from the book in his hands. Jinx noticed the title: 'Advanced Car Mechanics for the Eccentric Driver'. Since Cyborg had already caught on, Jinx gave up on playing dumb.

"I realize I'm probably a prisoner here, but can I ask a few questions?" She said in her usual, slightly condescending purr. Cyborg marked his place in his book and took off a pair of glasses Jinx had only now noticed. "Since when do you need glasses?" She said, getting a bit off topic.

He responded, "They're specially made. They make it so that the display in my cybernetic eye disappears as long as I'm looking through the lenses. It's a lot easier to read when you don't have battery level warnings, security notifications, and text messages about cat videos sent by your slightly clueless but lovable alien friend constantly in your field of vision." That made sense to Jinx, so she moved on to the real questions.

"Okay, three more," she said.

"Shoot," Cyborg responded. Jinx attempted to count on her fingers, but found that she couldn't move her hands. That would be a setback.

"One, where am I? Two, how are the defenses? Three, how long would it take me to escape if I was fully healed?"

Cyborg chuckled. "One, Titans Tower infirmary. Two, the best on the planet. Three, your entire natural-born life." Jinx sighed.

"And I assume there are four other Titans in this tower, all ready to destroy me if I even attempt to get out of this bed?" Jinx questioned.

"Only two at the moment, Star managed to drag Robin to the 'Mall of Shopping'." Cyborg stopped and chuckled.

"What?" Jinx asked, trying to cross her arms defensively, but remembering she was immobile.

"Well, if I woke up in a strange hospital, my first questions would be 'Where am I', 'What happened to me', and 'How long have I been unconscious'. Or maybe even 'Why can't I move'?" Cyborg said, almost teasingly. She considered flipping him the bird, until she realized he was right.

"Why can't I move?" She asked, suddenly frightened.

"You took a starbolt to the brain; you've been completely paralyzed for the past three months," Cyborg said, his voice taking on a more sympathetic tone.

"What?!" Jinx uncharacteristically spluttered. "But… but… the Hive! Didn't they come looking? I mean, I'm their teammate!" Cyborg gave her a look of pity and was about to say something, but was interrupted by his communicator.

He looked down at it to see Robin saying "Titans- Trouble in downtown! The Hive is robbing a bank for the third time this week." Robin said the last words tiredly. "They were so much easier to beat when they had Jinx instead of-"Cyborg severed the connection before Robin could say anything else.

Jinx just let out a soft "Oh." She attempted to roll over to hide her soon to be tear-stained face, but she was still paralyzed. She mentally cursed her old team, and the alien girl who did this to her, but most of all she cursed that little child who had run right in front of Starfire's blast. If you'd just stayed put, we would have left. You could have gone back in the street for your stupid little bear when we were gone. Why did you have to...? Jinx stopped talking to that little girl in her head, and instead spoke to herself. Why did you have to try and save her?