Plans

"It was his backup plan, Robin. He knew I'd get out." Raven turned away from him, letting Robin take in the information. His jaw clenched, as he thought of Raven's pain. She was on the medical bed, hooked up to different machines. Robin studied her heart beat, watching as it stayed the same. He needed Cyborg to test her for any substance in her body, but unfortunately, the tin man was at the arcade with Beast Boy and Starfire. The two were completely alone in the tower. Raven kept dosing off, but something would snap her out of a dream each time she closed her eyes. "Raven, we WILL cure you." Robin's fists clenched, and he thought of killing Slade. "I know, Robin." Her voice was small and scared. Exactly what Robin was afraid of. They heard a door open, followed by voices. Robin ran from the room to get Cyborg. When he came back, Raven was still on the bed. Cyborg looked from Robin to Raven, and began his questions. "What happened?" He asked, walking towards Raven. Robin explained, and when he was done, the tin man had a look of pure hate on his face. "Alright, Rae. Let's see what we can do." His voice was determined. As Cyborg went to work, Raven thought of what might happen. There were good outcomes, and bad. Hours went by as no one spoke. Finally Cyborg went to analyze his data, and came back silent. "So?" Robin asked, biting his lip.  Cyborg cleared his throat, and spoke the sentence that Raven didn't want to hear. "There might not be a cure."