(Takes place after 'Revved up'. This is about the contents of the briefcase. I added a bit of my original backstory of Robin and Jinx, so I hope you don't hate it! )

Re-edited :))

"I used to think that way… but not anymore." Robin decided as he opened up the briefcase to show his best friends what was inside; his most prized possession.

Eagerly, all of them crowded around him to look at it, only to fall down in comical disappointment.

Inside the large, bulletproof, fireproof and blast-proof briefcase was…

Another briefcase.

"DUDE!" Beastboy yelled out, disappointment evident in his voice. "NOT COOL!" He groaned.

"Sorry Beastboy." Robin shrugged. "Better safe than sorry." He took out the smaller case and started to open it. This briefcase, however, had more security than the last one. Much more. It contained a tongue scanner, fingerprint scanner, a really, really long password, and an intensive cube puzzle that seemed impossible to overcome.

Cyborg's eye twitched. Now that is overkill.

To the titans' surprise, Robin started opening it with ease, as if it was something he did on a daily basis.

He might as well have, all things considered.

As Robin was opening the case, his friends started to wonder what was inside it.

What could that object be? Has friend Robin any baby pictures in there? Starfire thought as she blushed and squealed silently to herself. He would be an adorable b'buthca!

Definitely a ninja manual! Beastboy screamed in his head. I wonder if he'll let me borrow it for a while…

I bet its some kind of super-secret cyber technology that Batman gave to him before he left! Cyborg thought excitedly. He better not be holding out on me.

Could it be a magical item that is under lockdown because it's too dangerous? Raven pondered, crossing her arms in an attempt to look less curious. Maybe, maybe not. Well, we'll just wait and see.

As Robin turned towards them, he sighed. "Here it is… I'm done keeping secrets. This is my most valued possession." He slowly turned the case towards them.

Not even able to hold back on their excitement, they all rushed towards it, only to fall down comically in disappointment one again.

Under all that security and eccentric puzzles, was a simple red necklace. It was a small one, very obviously handmade. It was shaped similar to a crescent moon and had some very basic designs. It was held together by a simple piece of string that could have been found anywhere.

It looked like any other old necklace you could have gotten from any thrift store.

"WHAT A RIP-OFF!" Beastboy groaned, kicking the small pebble beside his foot. "All that excitement for nothing!"

"Beastboy!" Raven hissed murderously, eyes glowing a deadly white. "If he protected it under all that, then that means that it's very valuable to him." She hit him with a boulder nearby. "Don't be so inconsiderate."

"Friend Robin?" Starfire asked innocently. "What makes this object to be of such value to you that you would risk your life to keep it protected?"

"Yeah, I'd like to know too." Cyborg added.

"It… was given by a friend." Robin said as he closed the briefcase.

"Who?" She asked again, genuinely curious.

"It doesn't matter." He sighed. "She's dead."

Suddenly, the whole atmosphere around the teens changed. It was as if someone transported them to the North Pole. Every single one of the titans knew of grief, of loss. Everyone knew what he was going through… After all, they were all in that position at least once before.

Beastboy was the first to speak.

"I'm so sorry dude."

Cyborg placed his hand on the shorter teen's shoulders in a comforting manner. " Yeah, man. We get it. You don't have to tell us anything."

"Don't force yourself, Robin." Raven added.

"Friend Robin, we all know of loss… and we are here for you for that's what the best of friends do." Starfire smiled sympathetically.

Robin smiled despite himself. "Thanks guys. I knew I could count on you." He got on his bike. "What do you say we head home?"

When they got back to the tower, everything went on as if the whole incident hadn't happened, much to Robin's relief.

Beastboy and Cybrog went directly to their wide-screen TV and started playing "Monkey ninjas' Revenge" on maximum volume.

Raven went to her room to meditate, or at least try to. He knew that Raven was clearly annoyed by the noise coming from the living room so soon after coming back to the tower.

Starfire went to go play with Silkie, her… worm-pet? Robin sweatdropped internally. Honestly… he liked her and all, but even he had to admit it was weird!

Wanting to rest, Robin decided to go to his room to take a nap.

He didn't want to think about her… it was just too depressing. But the events that happened today just kept reminding him of her.

What happened to her… it just wasn't fair…

_Flashback_

Richard Grayson laughed as he ran around the open field that their ringleader decided to stop at. It was beautiful! The grass was nice and soft, and there were many trees to play by. The skies were clear, and the day just screamed play!

"Richard, honey!" His mother called him. "Be careful now!"

"I know, mom!" He yelled giddily. "I'm just gonna go to the gypsies' trailers okay?" He smiled as he ran towards the darkly decorated trailer at the far back.

"Okay! Tell Jhanya I said hello!" Mrs. Grayson smiled. They get closer everyday. She smirked to herself slyly. Grandkids, here I come!

Dick ran towards the trailer as fast as his short, but athletic, legs could carry him. There weren't many kids in a circus, so he had a hard time finding friends his age. That was, until the ringmaster found a gypsy act who had a small daughter.

Since then, they've both been the best of friends.

"Jahnyamae!" Dick yelled as he finally got to her door, panting a bit. "Come on out! It's a great day to play! And it wouldn't kill you to get a tan!" He smirked at the rumbling noise of someone running around the trailer.

"Out in a bit!" Suddenly, the trailer door opened and out came a small little girl.

She was nearly completely covered from head to toe in white, only revealing a pair of silver eyes and pale hands, which made Dick wonder if she was suffocating under all that cloth, even if it was just basically a traditional white gypsy dress.

Her perfectly pale hair was hidden under a thick, white veil. He knew the color of her hair was white because the flame jugglers accidentally burned her veil once, and she was forced to take it off before it burned her too. Actually, the only thing not white about her was the odd, crescent-shaped necklace she wore around her neck.

She gave off a very familiar smirk.

"Miss me already, trapeze boy?"

"In your dreams, gypsy girl! I just wanted to show you up in another game!"

"Like what? You couldn't beat me even if I had both hands tied behind my back!" She ran past him with incredible speed. "Catch me if you can acrobat!" She laughed.

"You're on!"

Robin sighed. She had been his best friend. She always smiled… she always laughed…

He hadn't even the slightest clue that she was being abused.

"Oi, Trapeze boy." She said rudely as she elbowed him. After a few minutes of running and running, the young boy had finally caught up to her... or was 'tackle' a better word? She shrugged. They were lying on the grass anyway, so why not go cloud gazing?

"Yeah?" He replied, unaffected by her rudeness.

"Are my eyes changing color yet?" She turned towards him.

He turned his head to meet her gaze. True enough, the corners of her eyes had started changing into a more... pinkish color?

"Yeah… a little bit." He raised his eyebrows. "What kind of freak are you?" He asked playfully.

"One who could kick your ass!" She laughed. Then she suddenly turned solemn. Dick frowned. It was rare to see her like that. She always had a smart remark to say or had some sarcastic thoughts in her system. She never looked like this. And it bothered him to no end.

"Okay, spill." He sat up. "What's wrong?"

"…. Nothing." She said after a long pause. She didn't want to tell him… Not yet.

"Seriously, Jhanya, what's up-"

"Dick…" Okay, Now, Dick was getting scared. She never called him that! She always said 'Trapeze boy' or 'Acrobat wannabe'. She never called him by his real name.

Taking advantage of his stunned expression, she sat up, took off her necklace and placed it on his open palm.

"Don't forget me okay?" She gave a sad smile… or at least he thought she did. He couldn't see her facial expressions through that veil of hers!

A little uncomfortable, he shrugged. "How can I forget my best friend?" He smiled. "And apparently, since this 'give your best friend an oddly valuable item' day…" He took off the wristwatch on his left wrist and handed it to her.

"Here." He said as he flipped the back of his watch to show her the bottom. There, written with a red marker in a very clumsy manner, were the words 'Dick Grayson Rulez!'

"It was the first prize I won at a carnival." He shrugged. "Take good care of it 'kay?"

Jhanya laughed. "Figures this is the best you can think of to write on a cheap watch!"

"Hey, don't laugh!" He growled. That thing was hard to win! Those whack-a-weasels were very fast.

She chuckled. "I'll treasure it."

A small, comfortable pause surrounded the two as they continued to stare at the sky, occasionally naming out the names of random animals they thought resembled the clouds.

"JAHNYAMAE!" A very familiar female voice yelled. "Come here this instant! We're going to leave the circus in a while!"

Dick's stomach dropped. Leave? What did she mean leave?

"Coming mother!" She yelled back as she tried to get up, only to have Dick pull her arm back down.

"You're leaving the circus? Is that what this..." He held up her necklace. "Is about?" He frowned stubbornly. "I don't want you to leave."

Jhanya sighed sadly as she sat back down. "Me neither… I don't want to leave my best friend."

"Then don't go." He smiled triumphantly. There! Problem solved.

"But I have to go." This time, when she got up, she pulled Dick up with her.

With unshed tears swelling in her eyes, Jhanya couldn't take it anymore and hugged him.

"We'll meet again right?" She asked hopefully.

He gave her a toothy smile.

"Of course!"

She held out her pinky finger to him.

"Promise?"

He entwined his pinky finger with hers and smiled.

"Pinky Promise."

That was the last time he would ever see her again.

It turns out, her mother was running from the circus because someone had proof that she was abusing her child, hence the excessive clothes that ensured that no bruise would be shown. Panicking, she grabbed her daughter and ran away from the circus.

Only to get attacked by arsonists who stripped them of all their money, their furniture, and their lives.

Their trailer was burned to the ground, leaving all traces of human life gone.

Jhanya was only eight years old when she died.

Robin tasted something salty, only now realizing that he had been crying.

It was his mother that had told him the news of Jhanya's death. She held him, tears brimming in her eyes, and told him that they couldn't find her body, since the trailer was burned until nearly nothing was left but ashes and dirt. The only thing that proved that it was a trailer was the half-burned plate number that matched Jhanya's.

It had taken his parents quite a while to get him to calm down.

He sighed. What's done is done. He couldn't go back to fix what happened.

No matter how much he wanted to.

He wiped the tears from his eyes, and decided that he would have some much-needed rest.

He lied down on his bed and closed his eyes.

He didn't even notice when he fell asleep.

Somewhere far, far away…

Jinx glared hard at the intruder in her room. Hadn't he ever heard of knocking? What kind of superhero was he? She groaned as he started picking up her stuff randomly. Apparently, the kind that doesn't respect other people's personal space!

"Oi! Jinxie-poo-" Said Speed demon whined as he turned to look at her. "Aren't you happy to see me?" He smiled a toothy grin, which only served to make her even angrier.

"Get out of my room, Kid Flash!" She yelled. It was bad enough that she had to deal with five incompetent, unappreciative idiots. She couldn't deal with an arrogant pinhead either!

"Aww… come on… don't be like that." He was suddenly beside her. "I got you a present…" He held up another red rose for her to take.

She grabbed it only for her to make it wither in front of his very eyes.

Unfazed, he shook his head as he 'tsked' her. "Now, now, Jinxie, you know that isn't polite." Jinx's eyes flashed pink.

"Do you know what else isn't polite? BREAKING INTO A GIRL'S ROOM!" She screamed.

Blatantly ignoring her outburst, he continued to investigate her room.

He looked through her sketchpad, her clothes, and other random objects that he thought were interesting, moving too fast for her to catch him.

But everything changed when he stumbled across a small, platinum box.

"Jinxie! You shouldn't steal from the jewelry store… You can just ask me to—"

"Put that down." She growled. He froze. In the weeks that he has known her, she has never sounded so murderous.

"I said, PUT. THAT. DOWN!"

She blasted him so hard that the wall he landed on became a large crater. He hadn't even had time to react, and to a speedster, that was nearly impossible, before she already had her hand around his neck, chocking him… holding him in place.

"You can call me a liar, villain, or whatever other bullshit you can think of!" She yelled. "But do NOT accuse me of stealing that." Her eyes glowed a murderous pink. "Ever."

She released her grip on his neck.

"Got that?" She glowered as Kid Flash gulped in some much needed air.

"Crystal clear." He managed to cough out between his pants.

Satisfied, she grabbed the box from his hands and placed it underneath her mattress.

"One thing, before I leave."

"What is it?" She demanded.

"What is in that thing?" She turned around to give him a dead stare before answering honestly.

"My most prized possession."

Kid Flash nodded politely before turning around.

"Well! See you tomorrow!" He threw her a smirk before running back to Keystone city.

Jinx sighed. It's been a while since she looked inside the box.

She took out the box and applied her magic on it. The platinum responded accordingly as it began to peel away slowly, revealing a slightly burnt, cheap wristwatch.

She turned it around to look at the clumsy red handwriting on the back.

She smiled sadly.

Dick…

Whew! xD Hadn't written anything in a while. Im hoping that this could be my redemption so to speak. xD Tell me what you think and what you think should happen! I own nothing but my laptop and a really weird sense of imagination. :)