This is going to sound weird, but save your reviews till the end. I decided to post this as a multi-chapter all at once today. Hope you enjoy whoever's reading this. :)

Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans. Nor do I own the lyrics used throughout.

Lead Me

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"Richard! Mar'i is doing the flying again!"

"Wait, what Kori- oof!" Nightwing fell back onto the ground hard. His two year old black haired and blue eyed daughter sat giggling on his chest. "Oh..." He groaned to himself.

Starfire swooped over, picking her daughter up off her husband. "You silly little bumgorf. You could get hurt doing the flying before you're ready." She said to her as she floated away.

"Or she could do the hurting of me." Nightwing groaned to himself as he tried to get up off the ground.

"Wheee!" A small, dripping wet, buck naked one-year-old black boy with brown eyes and curly hair ran by Nightwing then. Waving a towel behind him as he ran squealing with laughter. His mom ran behind him with his clothes, trying to catch him. He kept shrinking as she grabbed for him, and growing back to his full size. His mom was really wishing he hadn't been born with her powers.

"Honey! A little help here!" Bumblebee yelled.

"Sorry Bee, I'm busy making us all breakfast!" Cyborg called from the kitchen, flipping a pancake as he did so along with some sausage.

"Are you putting food over our- ow! How dare you zap your mother!" She yelled as she grabbed at her son again, barely missing him in the process. He squealed happily and continued to run.

"You're doing great Bee! Just keep at it!" Cyborg called again, a big smile on his face.

I look around... and see my wonderful life.

Thmmmm.

The sliding doors opened, and Changeling walked into the Common Room. He smiled at the chaos that greeted him from his other teammates.

"Wait, Mar'i. Please calm down for daddy-" Nightwing was saying calmly.

Ksch!

A small blue starbolt hit him in the chest, and he fell back onto the ground with a loud 'oof' again. A burn mark sizzled in the chest of his uniform. An again floating Mar'i giggled innocently to herself in the air.

Changeling chuckled to himself as he saw Starfire fly over and grab her daughter from the air again. "Mar'i! You're going to do the tiring of yourself again if you do the keeping of this up!" She lightly scolded. Floating away with her again to the other side of the room.

Nightwing stayed laid out on the ground, groaning in pain.

'Dude, sometimes I feel a little sorry for him.' Changeling thought to himself, amused as he walked to the kitchen.

"Life was so much easier without a kid." Nightwing groaned to himself.

'On the other hand, it seems like good revenge for years of grueling early morning training.' Changeling thought with a smirk.

Almost perfect, from the outside.

Changeling got to the counter, grabbing a bowl and cereal for his breakfast.

"Got you!" Bumblebee said, finally grabbing her kid. He shrieked excitedly and tried to shrink again, but she shrank down with him. Not allowing him to escape.

As Changeling turned to watch, they grew again. She was holding him to her, with him now in his favorite Batman clothes. "There, that's better now." Bumblebee said in relief, sitting back on the couch with her boy squirming on her lap.

Changeling smiled widely at the sight, then looked back to Cyborg. 'I still can't believe those two ever got together and managed to have a kid.' He thought disbelievingly.

"Good job honey cakes! I knew you could do it!" Cyborg called to Bumblebee while he grilled the bacon.

"It wouldn't have been so hard to do if you had helped Rust Bucket!" Bumblebee yelled back irritably.

"Hey, who's the one making everyone's breakfast here! Including yours!" Cyborg teased back to her.

Changeling rolled his eyes, as he walked over to the fridge to get his soymilk. 'I seriously wonder how those two ever got together.' He thought with a smirk as he poured the milk.

"Wait, what the- No!" Bumblebee yelled as her son shrunk out of her grip, his clothes in her hands. He reappeared in front of her, squealing as he ran on his chubby legs to play his favorite game with mommy again.

"No! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!" Bumblebee was yelling angrily as she took off after him again. The game resuming.

"Go get him Bee, I believe in you!" Cyborg called.

"You, you… gah!" She yelled in frustration. Her son evading her clutches once again.

Changeling chuckled to himself, now going to the exit. He made sure to step over Nightwing's limp form on the way out as he did so. 'Man, I love not having kids.' He thought.

"Hey B, you want to grab some actual meaty breakfast for your honey cakes before you go!" Cyborg called teasingly behind him.

"Not on your life Rust Bucket!" Changeling yelled back as he walked out the doors.

Cyborg laughed. "Fine, then keep on trying to make my sis a vegan! Let's see how far you get!" He yelled, still laughing as he cooked breakfast.

In picture frames, I see my beautiful wife.

Changeling entered into his new room, setting his empty bowl on the nightstand next to the bed. The light coming in through the outside windows lit up the simple room. With just a bed, a couple of nightstands, and a few other pieces of furniture. It was admittedly the cleanest room he had ever lived in. Not that he didn't have help with keeping it clean that is, and a little bit of motivation on top of that.

He let out a yawn as he put his arms above his head, hands interlocked to stretch himself out. 'Looks like she's still getting ready for today.' He thought as he looked around at their room. It was weird for him to think of it as 'their' room, even after several months of being married to each other.

His eyes caught the photo frame on her mirror stand. He smiled to himself, and he walked over to it, picking it up.

'Now this, this was something I didn't expect to happen.' He thought as he stared at it.

It was a photo of two people with the Tower in the background. One was dressed in a nice black tuxedo, and the other was dressed in a white version of her uniform. He was happily smiling in it, and she looked... content. She still didn't like to smile all that often. The little upward curve of her lips in the picture though was a smile to him.

'Dude, one of the biggest questions I need an answer for is how she ever fell for me?' He thought as he admired the photo. Looking down at their interlocked hands in the picture. 'And how I fell for her...'

...

The door to his room opened. Changeling set the picture back down on the mirror stand gently. Still looking down at it.

"What are you staring at Gar?" A calm voice asked from behind him.

Changeling turned around then, finally looking at his wife. His smile was just a little bigger as he looked into her deep amethyst eyes. "I don't know, you tell me." He said.

She rolled her eyes at him, but came forward and hugged him. A nice calm resting on her face. He hugged her back, holding her to him as they rocked in the middle of the room together.

'You know, maybe some things just don't need to be questioned.' He thought happily.

"I love you." He whispered to her.

"I love you too." She whispered back.

Always smiling, but on the inside.

Yawn…

It was dark outside now, and Changeling yawned to himself while getting into the bed. Raven was on her side of the bed, reading a book.

"Enjoying the book Rae?" He asked her curiously.

"Hmmm..." Raven hummed back.

"I said you enjoying the book?" He asked again.

"Trying to." She said, not moving her eyes off the book.

He chuckled to himself. Having a feeling as to what was bothering her. "Am I interrupting you with my silly questions?" He asked teasingly.

Then she surprised him. She shook her head. "No, it isn't you Gar." She said quietly.

Changeling sat up on his side, looking at her face closely. Now that he thought about it, she looked a little tenser than before. And if it wasn't because of him annoying or pestering her... "Is everything okay Rae?" He asked with concern.

She nodded. "Kind of." She replied, still trying to read.

Changeling put an arm over her shoulder, now looking a little worried. "Raven."

She finally looked at him, a little surprised at him using her name correctly. She closed her book, letting out a sigh. "I've been… feeling a little sick lately." She finally admitted, rubbing her gut as she did so.

Changeling held her to him, and she relaxed into his embrace. "Alright, we'll sleep on it tonight, and if you still feel sick tomorrow, we can ask Cyborg to do some scans." He told her.

She nodded. "I just don't want it to turn into a big deal with the others." She admitted softly. She hated it when the others worried over her when it could, in reality, be nothing.

He kissed her forehead. "We'll do whatever you feel most comfortable with Rae." He said.

She didn't move, and a couple of minutes later he realized that she was already asleep. He almost wanted to chuckle to himself as he moved them both so they were both lying on the bed again. His mind was too worried being somewhere else, while his hand turned off the lamp on Raven's nightstand.

'What could possibly make a half-demon feel sick?' He wondered.

Oh I can, hear her saying.

Boom!

Changeling jumped up from his seat, shock on his face. 'Holy heck, what happened in there!?' He thought to himself as he ran to the sliding door of the Infirmary.

He forced it open, and Cyborg was right there, ready to open the door himself. "Cy, what did you tell her!?" Changeling said a little angrily. Cyborg backed up in surprise but didn't get angry. In fact, to Changeling, it looked like he was as shocked as he was feeling then.

"B, I think this is something that she needs to tell you herself. Not me." Cyborg said calmly.

Changeling looked past him then, seeing his wife sitting up on the bed. Her face was blank, looking down at the floor as tears slowly fell down from her amethyst eyes. The windows to the side of her had blown out into the bay down below.

Changeling looked back to Cyborg and nodded. Cyborg moved out of the way. "Good luck." He whispered to his green friend, before leaving the Infirmary.

Changeling came over and sat down next to Raven, gripping onto one of her hands. He waited patiently for her to speak.

"Gar..." She finally said after a long moment.

"Yeah." He said back, a little hopeful.

She opened her mouth to speak, but then closed it. Wondering to herself if she should say it, then she sighed. "I'm pregnant." She finally admitted.

It was almost like his world suddenly fell apart. 'Wait… she's… but… she said she thought she couldn't…' His mind seemed to be locked up. He couldn't even think of where to begin.

She gripped his hand tighter, bringing him back to the present. The tears were falling faster down her face, and he realized she was trying her best to choke back sobs. He quickly turned and hugged her to him, letting her cry softly into his shoulder.

"Cyborg did a scan... I'm carrying... twins..." Raven choked out.

Beast Boy wasn't sure what to think. Nor what to feel. It felt like his wife had just pulled the rug out from under his feet. Not that he didn't want to have kids, gosh no! He knew that eventually, he wanted to be a dad! But now... when they had only been married for a few months, after a year and a half of dating, and several years of slowly getting used to each other before all that...

"How can I ever be a mom?" She asked quietly.

He hugged her tighter, resting his chin on her shoulder. For the moment, he tried to throw his own fears away. "It'll be okay Rae. We have the others who can help if we need it… and you have me. I'll be here for you." He said, trying to sound confident.

'I'm going to be a dad… Am I even ready to be a dad?!' The thought seemed to haunt his mind. But he didn't dare say it though.

Not when it meant facing the fact that his life was really about to change forever.