At that very moment, nothing seemed better then the idea of being home. She had been away from the Tower for quite some time, months apparently, where none of the others had been able to find or contact her in anyway. The scariest part was that Destiny remembered none of this, absolutely petrified of the idea of wandering around without her conscious mind being aware of that fact. No one could explain it to her she was sure, so there was really no point in trying to talk to the others.

Not yet.

None of them knew that she was back, for she had not yet run into any of them when she had entered the Tower again. Assuming they were all on some mission or another, Destiny had changed into her normal, comfortable clothes and headed directly for the training area that was located near the heart of the Tower. Wandering the familiar corridors of the place she called home was just another thing that tugged at her memories, recalling happier times when she could wander along with Blaze or Starfire, laughing about their latest victory. But somehow those times seemed exactly as they were, distant memories that could no longer happen in their world. She couldn't explain it, but Destiny had a really bad feeling.

In an attempt to shake it off, she headed into the training area, throwing her hand towel onto the nearest bench before heading to the wooden dummy. Yes, normally she would see Robin hard at work on it, but since this room was vacant of anyone else as well, she figured that she may as well get her training in before he returned. It would figure that if she didn't, she might never get to work with the darn thing again.

Taking her stance, she inhaled for a moment before unleashing a fury of moves onto the dummy; ducking, stepping back, kicking and chopping onto the wooden arms. Each move was followed swiftly by another, and then another as she worked, no longer observing the time. But as her eyes darted off to the side, she pushed off from the ground and performed a flip that took her right to the punching bag that hung from the ceiling. Again she began to work, pieces of stray bang falling out of the ponytail she so often put her hair in while she worked. Bright blue eyes remained focused the entire time, no longer aware that someone else had joined her in the room.

"Easy there, you might break a sweat..."

That simple sentence broke her concentration entirely, forcing Destiny to turn around in her stance, ready to fend off any attack that may have been coming in her direction. But when she recognized the voice, she nearly stumbled over, falling flat on the floor. It wasn't just anyone who had come to see what was going on, and it was no ordinary person who had walked into the training room to watch. No, it was Blaze, the only real family that she had, other than the rest of the Titans of course. Ever since his unexpected arrival on that fateful day, Destiny had trusted him with her entire heart, even against the better judgement of the rest of the team. And now that everything was said and done, there was no reason for her not to trust Blaze.

Her brother.

"Blaze..."

Shock, yes. Hesitation, no. His name tumbled from her lips so smoothly that she was almost unaware of it even being there. Without even thinking for another moment, Destiny launched herself forward until her arms were wrapped tightly around the neck of the angelic being known as William Talbot, holding him closely as she buried her head in his neck. God, she had missed him so much, thinking about it now seemed to cause her more pain than most of the injuries she had experienced in her career as a Titan.

And speaking of Titans, she could sense another presence in the room. Looking up slightly, she saw nothing but shadow, even though she knew that there was someone familiar there. There had to be. Her heart skipped a beat as her internal senses slowly recognized Robin on her mental radar, knowing that he was close by. Things had become a little more insane than normal when Robin went chasing after Slade, and between the rest of the drama that was going on and that, she wasn't sure what to make of it all. Raven had assumed leadership of the team, that much she knew, but her heart was still pounding.

Apparently, her feelings for Robin had not yet vanished.

"I missed you so much," she whispered to Blaze. "How are you? What's happened since...since I've been gone?"

No sooner had the question left her lips than another body entered the room, one that she knew all too well. Raven was her best friend, whether she liked the idea or not, and as the new leader of the Titans, had been given a vow of loyalty from the mutant girl. Nevertheless, she could sense that things were not all well with the Titans, or even with Raven at that moment.

Her bright blue eyes looked at the cloaked figure with concern. "Raven"