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The light from the laptop was making Raven's head ache. She closed her eyes and gently rubbed them with her fists in a desperate attempt to ease the pain. She had hardly looked away since she and Robin had gone to Gotham's Public Library to allow the team to fix their ruined penthouse. She would be astonished if they were able to put it back to new . . . it would be downright magical. So much for her and Robin's date Raven thought ruefully, however, she knew that putting their criminal behind bars was more important. Then suddenly something gently rubbed her leg. Raven's eyes shot open and she went stiff in her chair until realization hit her.

"Richard . . . are you playing footsy with me?" she asked incredulously. The leg stopped its movement and simply rested against hers. Raven looked up at him across the table to see a huge grin across his face. However, she saw beyond the smile to the crinkle of concern in his eyes. His emotions were in harmony with his eyes.

"Me? Play footsy? Nope," he said lightheartedly in mock innocence. "You okay?" he asked more serious. Raven nodded and forced her mouth to curve into a slight smile for his benefit.

"I'm fine. It's just a small headache." She assured him. It was touching how concerned he always was for her. It was almost embarrassing . . . in a good way. Looking at him, Raven realized she felt much the same. She worried about him as well. The thought of anything bad happening to him made her heart twist in her chest.

"Why don't you get up and take a quick break?" he suggested. Raven shook her head and returned her gaze to the screen before he could say anything more. She was trying to find the orphanage where their villain had stayed at as a child. Her search for Gotham orphanages was coming up with nothing that matched, so Raven widened her search to a thirty mile radius outside of Gotham. Then she saw it . . . the fifth hit on the page . . . Meadow Brooks Christian Orphanage. Raven's pulse quickened as she clicked on the sight.

"Richard . . . I have something." She said as calmly as possible. Robin looked up from his screen and looked around for possible eavesdroppers. They were alone in the back of the library surrounded by old unwanted periodicals. Robin then got up from his seat to come over to her side and peered at her screen.

"Is that the one?" he asked with an excited yet hushed tone.

"Well I don't know for certain, but I think so. It's about a forty minute drive from here. Should we go and check it out?" Raven asked and looked up at Robin. However, before he could answer her the cell phone on the table began to vibrate loudly. Robin reached over and quickly answered.

"Richard here," he said in a neutral tone. Raven returned to looking at the website for clues. "Yes that was us . . . . . . it was necessary . . . . . . quite well actually. We have a solid lead . . . . . yes . . . . . yes I will keep in touch," Robin said and flipped the phone closed. "That was Bruce. He heard about our field trip earlier today. Apparently it was mentioned on the news." Raven's eyebrow quirked upwards in interest.

"Really? What did they say . . . they don't know we're . . ." Raven said and allowed herself to trail off suggestively knowing Robin would know where she was going.

"No, they don't. It was just a brief statement about a break in and that the asylum guards were able to neutralize without any mishap or patients escaping. It seems like they are spinning the story in their favor. The asylum probably wants it on hush," Robin explained.

"If that's all they said why would Bruce assume it was us?" Raven asked.

"Because he has an informant on the inside of the asylum. There are a lot of people in there that he put there so he likes to keep tabs on the place." Robin said with a small shrug. Raven accepted this with a slow nod. It made sense and fit Batman's neurotic obsessive nature. In that way Robin was quite similar to his adoptive father. She remembered clearly when Robin became so obsessed with Slade that he created Red X.

"Should we go? I have directions," she asked.

"Yes, let's go." Robin said in agreement. Raven shut the laptop before placing his carefully under her arm and following Robin through the maze of bookshelves.

"Richard do you think your Father knows about the penthouse?" Raven asked. It was unlikely, but she felt the need to ask none the less. After all, Robin had contacted Alfred. Robin glanced back at her over his shoulder.

"No, he would have pulled us off the case if he did," he explained while holding the door open for Raven.

"Thank you," Raven muttered while suppressing the blush she knew was trying to creep into her cheeks. She waited for Robin to catch up and they walked side by side in silence towards their waiting rental car. For these outing that were not connected with trying to fit in Gotham society Robin had decided a rental car would be best. It allowed flexibility and secrecy.

Raven climbed into the passenger side of the small silver sports car while Robin got into the driver's seat. Even though she had time to now that it was no longer the end of the world, Raven still had not learned to drive. As she watched Robin drive she remembered a conversation they once had on the subject. He had asked what her opposition to learn was . . . after all even Starfire now had a license. Raven had confessed that she thought it was pointless, but after some pushing from Boy Wonder she had admitted to being slightly afraid to try. After all who was going to teach her? And with what automobile? Cyborg loved her dearly, but would never even at threat of death allow her to drive his baby. Robin drove a motorcycle mostly, and Raven was even more worried about learning on that contraption. She still remembered her attempts at cooking and worried that she was doomed to forever be terrible at all things normal. Looking at Robin now, Raven could not help but smile at him and the ease at which he excelled at normal typical things. As if sensing her staring his eyes flickered to hers.

"Rae?" he asked hesitantly keeping his eyes on the highway.

"It's nothing . . . take the next exit," Raven explained before leaning back into her seat.

"When you say it's nothing it usually means it's something," Robin pointed out. The corners of Raven's mouth tugged slightly into a small smile. He knew her too well.

"I was just thinking about driving." She explained turning to look at him. Robin's brows crinkled and Raven could almost see the wheels turning. He was trying desperately in vain to decipher the meaning behind that comment.

He finally gave up and asked, "What about driving?" Raven pursed her lips contemplating dodging his question, but was she not past such evasive nature . . . at least where Robin was concerned.

"You make it look easy," she said as casually as possible. Robin was silent for a few seconds.

"It is easy Rae," he said calling upon his nickname for her once again. "I could teach you . . . when we get back." Robin offered. Raven silently shook her head. "Come on, I'm an excellent teacher," he pressed.

"Thank you Robin, but no." Raven said sternly.

"We can get an old sturdy car for you to learn on . . . Star has been dying for one for a while." Robin said while flicking on his blinkers and slowing down the car to take the exit ramp.

"No," Raven said yet again. "Take a right onto Waters Lane."

"Raven . . . I can teach you how no problem. You'll pick it up easily. You have great coordination skills. Just because cooking is not your thing does not mean you are fated to fail. Raven you've come so far . . . why not add driving to your list of accomplishment." Robin said. Trust Robin to hit the nail on the head and figure out her uneasy without her uttering a single word. Raven clenched her teeth together as they came to a stop at a red light. Robin took this opportunity to reach out and placed his hand affectionately on her leg. Raven felt be body instantly relax slightly to his touch. "Rae . . . come on don't you trust me?"

Raven glanced to his sincere face. Those eyes were going to be the death of her. "I do trust you . . . the light it green," she said. The small sports car lurched forward.

"Its settled then. When we get back to Jump I will give you driving lessons." Robin said proudly as he turned the car down Waters Lane.

"The number is 214," Raven said while looking for a building resembling an orphanage. After a few minutes they came upon the address. Meadow Brooks Christian Orphanage consisted of two large buildings and a few acres of lush green land. As Robin and Raven drove up they could see children of different ages playing at a small jungle gym. Raven hoped that this lead would help them catch their criminal and put him behind bars where he belonged.

"Put on your game face," Robin muttered as he put the car into park.

Not too much action in this chapter or RobRaeness. Its a transition piece. I wanted to develop out couple a little more and give you a scene just for the fin of it. Goota love Robin playing footsiy though. Next chapter, will Robin and Raven learn exactly who their villan is? Will knowing his identiy help them? What is going to happen next? I promise an interesting twist coming up in our story soon. Don't worry you can't miss it. Well please review!