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Mickey laughed. "It's alright, I understand."

Garret shrugged. "Maybe, I definitely think she shouldn't be fighting."

Mickey sniffed. "I smell cookies,"

"Come on, let's bring them to her," Raven piled the cookies onto a plate.

They all happened to meet in the foyer, on their ways to find each other. "Well, where's mort? He should be invited to the party too," Garret joked, which elicited a smile from Mickey. He grinned. "Mort! Cookies!" He called.

Raven grinned. "Thought it would a nice way to celebrate the reunion."

Mort got up and said "That actually sounds nice" Jessie followed suit

Mickey grabbed one. "Eh, I'm rusty, so these are probably better than what I can make right now," she offered. Garret followed suit, shoving an entire cookie in his mouth.

Raven smiled at them, but turned to look out the window quietly.

Mickey was quiet, eating the cookie as she stared at the ground. Yes...come back quick...forget about me? Several flashes of dark nights pinned to a bed, fighting, killing when she didn't want to, her mind forced deep within her to protect from all the pain, the evil. She clenched her teeth, trying to push it back. Everything was going well..

Garret had taken another, unable to handle the awkward lull in conversation.

"It's been awhile to have us 6 together again like this," Raven spoke up.

"Oh, I'm being ignored." Mac mumbled. "Yeah, you're right."