Beep. Beep. The heart monitor was the only sound to be heard in the med bay. Raven sat with her head in her hands, willing Connor to wake up. What had happened? How did it come to this? She honestly could not remember. She remembered the distress call. She remembered she and Connor getting to the night club first. She remembered Red Robin telling them to wait for backup, but Connor had already run into the night club. So, she followed him. She remembered flying pass the police cars, the blaring of their sirens contributing to her already existing headache. She remembered running into the night club. It had been rented out by some rich kid throwing a party for whatever reason. She couldn't see Connor through the club's flashing lights and fog machines, and she oddly couldn't sense him anywhere. Most of the club's occupants had already escaped. There were a few bodies on the floor, but she'd worry about them later. She remembered trying to sense Connor, and that's where things got fuzzy.

Raven opened her eyes. She sat up and waited for her vision to clear. She then took stock of her surroundings. The building had been reduced to rubble. It was…gone. Cops were yelling, speaking into their radios, calling for backup. Cops and a few spectators were trying to remove pieces of the building, trying to reach the victims buried underneath. She sensed fear coming from the already gathering crowd. She looked down at herself. Her clothes were torn. A few scraps covered her lower half, and her chest was almost completely exposed. She had blood pouring out of a deep gash on her head. Probably from a ceiling beam, she surmised. "Raven!" She turned to see Red Robin and the rest of the team running towards her. Shock and horror clearly evident on their faces. He said something to a nearby cop who pointed at her. She then realized that she was the source of the crowd's fear. Suddenly Wonder Girl was in front of her, yanking her to her feet, and shaking her roughly. "What did you do?" she demanded. Raven stuttered. "Wh-what?" was Raven's only response. She looked at the destruction all around her. Cop cars were flipped over, one was in a tree. Shattered glass was all over the place. "Connor!" Cassie let her go and began to dig for her ex. The other Titans had already made themselves scarce, looking for survivors, helping the police, retrieving the cop car from the tree. Red Robin was suddenly in front of her. She immediately felt his worry. He gently cupped her face and asked, "What happened?"

"I don't know," she replied, tears welling up in her eyes. "I don't know."

She had done her best to heal Connor; but with the trauma to her head, and her fragile emotional state, she could only do so much. Though, physically speaking, he was fine. There wasn't a scratch on him. But, for some reason, he was in a coma. She had gotten an earful from Cassie as soon as they reached the tower.

"This is your fault!" Cassie screamed. "How could you lose control? Why didn't you wait for backup?"

"Enough, Cassie!" Red Robin had stepped between the two girls. "We don't know what happened here. Connor isn't our main concern right now. Raven, stay here. Rest and keep watch over Connor."

"What!" Cassie protested. "You're leaving him with her? It's her fault we're in this mess in the first place! She can't be trusted!"

"Enough, Cassie! You and I need to get back out there and help with rescue. Here is the best place for Raven to be right now. Will you be okay?" he had asked Raven. Raven nodded. "Okay. Let's go." Cassie turned to follow him, but not before giving Raven a dirty look.

Now, Raven sat on the bed, looking at her hands. What happened? How did she lose control? She was always in control. Save for a few instances. And why wasn't Connor waking up? He didn't have a scratch on him.

Raven sensed before she heard the rest of the titans enter the tower. They were speaking amongst themselves. The atmosphere was tense and depressing. She heard the doors to the med bay open. Tim and Cassie had walked in. Raven could sense their auras. "Any change?" she heard Tim ask.

"No. No change," Raven said softly. "Is everyone okay?" she asked without looking up. She heard Cassie scoff. "You mean from the building you dropped on them?" Cassie asked.

"Cass," Tim said harshly.

"Whatever," Cassie responded walking away. "I'm over this." It was just Tim, Raven, and a comatose Connor. Eventually, Raven looked up to see Tim staring intently at her, his mask off. He took a step closer to her. His blue eyes holding her gaze.

"It's just us now, Rae. You can tell me anything. What happened?"

"I don't know," Raven sighed, looking away. "I don't remember. I can't remember."

"Raven- "

"I'm telling the truth, Tim. I don't remember. I don't know." Tim sat on the edge of the bed she occupied. Raven pulled her knees to her chest to give him more room. "It's…it feels like there's a black hole in my memory. I don't know what happened. I remember running into the night club, but I don't remember anything after that. I just remember laying in a pile of rubble." Tim reached out to put a comforting hand on her knee, but Raven flinched. Visibly flinched. There was nothing subtle about that flinch. Tim looked at her curiously. "Are you okay?" he asked. Raven stared at him for a moment before nodding slightly. "Okay," he said, clearly unconvinced, "but I'm benching you for now. Just until things get back to normal." Raven nodded, resting her head on her knees.