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This chapter is a little shorter than they usually are, but bear with me, they will get better :)
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"Ok, so here's what we are going to do: we are going to get your body back into tiptop shape and get you up to speed on how to survive in the wild, unless you have any better ideas." She stated the next morning as they were eating a breakfast mush that consisted of mashed up everything, mainly fruit. Will was sitting upright in the bed, back against the stone wall. He wiped at his face with a scarred hand.
"During my lovely stay with the Decepticons," he started, sarcasm thick in his voice, "they kept on complaining about the Autobots when they thought we couldn't hear them. Apparently they fled to the Rockies, in a tiny town called, um… Slithers? Smothers? Hell I can't remember anymore."
"Smithers." She corrected him. "So? What about it?" He leaned closer.
"If we get there, we will have the protection of the Autobots." He stated. She nearly face palmed.
"Just, stop. Just…" She took a moment to gather her thoughts and started her counter argument. "First of all, the Autobots and the Decepticons are fighting each other. Always have been, always will be, unless some miracle takes place which, quite frankly, ain't gonna happen." He was about to retort, but she cut himself off before he could say anything.
"Second, if they know the Autobots are in Smithers, they KNOW WHERE THEY ARE. That means they will be more than willing to attack them, and probably do on a regular basis. They don't know where we are, or that we even exist, therefore they will leave us alone, leaving us safe from attacks." The logic was so simple a baby could understand it, but it needed to be stated anyway.
"Third, Smithers is at least a three day trip away if we are driving. Now, seeing as we can only drive at night, the time we can travel is limited extremely, and that lengthens the trip at least two more days. Not to mention the fact that we will be driving without headlights, so we will barely able to see where we are going. I'm also not sure whether or not I have the fuel to make that trip." He was about to try and cut in again, but he was interrupted once more.
"Fourth, it's fall. By the time you are healthy and able to take care of yourself, the roads are going to be covered in snow. And I'm not talking one or two inches, either. I need to stock up for winter, and quite dramatically now if you are stuck with me. Simply put, I have no time in any way, shape or form to make the preparations to make a trip like that. So I'm sorry Will, unless you have some amazing plan you'd like to drop right now, I'd suggest forgetting the whole idea and learning to survive." Will looked deflated.
"It's just…" he faltered a little "They might still be alive. Sarah and Annabelle, they might still be alive." His voice cracked as tears nearly brimmed his eyes. She sighed as her voice took a gentler tone.
"I'm sorry Will. I really am, but I simply can't in any form or way make that happen right now. We can talk about it when spring rolls around again. Deal?" It was all she could think of at that time. He seemed quiet. "Think about it this way: If they are still alive, they are being protected, and while you are here, you are learning to take care of them without being able to go to the corner store and pick up milk and bread on the way home, ok?" He smirked at the analogy she had used. He nodded dejectedly, still disappointed that he wouldn't get to see them as soon as he would have liked.
Getting up, she walked over to the particularly large book case standing in the infirmary. Grabbing a selection of books, she tossed them over to him.
"As your doctor, I am confining you to bed rest and I would suggest reading these to pass the time, and try to remember what is actually on the pages." He smirked a little, reading the book titles. She stalked her way out of the room, grabbing her gear before putting her head back in the doorway.
"I'm off to stock up for winter. I will be back in a couple of hours." She pointed at a large container of berries and the more that was standing next to a single granola bar. "You can have those for lunch later. You know where the bathroom is." She turned away to leave before spinning on her heel and looking straight back at him. "I repeat my statement of not going to explore these caves on your own. You are going to get lost, and I will not waste my time looking for your sorry ass, got it?" She stated, finger pointed at him to stress the point. He nodded in agreement before she stalked off, her footsteps silent in the long passageways.
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Today was simply not her day. She couldn't find any deer, she nearly had an encounter with a pack of wolves, and she had not packed a sufficient lunch. Sighing, she stood close to the edge of the large waterfall in front of her. It was actually a small waterfall followed by a huge one. The river was big enough for it to not freeze over when winter rolls around. The view was simply majestic. She had hoped that from this high viewpoint she could spot any animal movement, but she came up with nothing.
As she was standing there, she heard the whine of jet engines. Turning, she cursed the loudness of the waterfall for her inability to hear the jet earlier. Before she could turn to run, the Decepticon landed in front of her, red optics focused solely on her.
"Well, what do we have here? A fleshy where it doesn't belong. What's wrong, glitch, did you get lost?" The seeker mocked condescendingly and took a step forward. Arabelle reacted accordingly, taking a step back, only to realise she was on the edge of the cliff and the waterfall as her foot felt only nothingness below it. Flailing wildly, she fell into the churning water.
She bobbed sporadically, her arms still flailing all the way. The seeker watched in morbid fascination as she was flung closer to the edge. Finally grabbing a shred of sense, she tried to swim away from the ginormous final drop in front of her to little avail. Screaming, she fell over the edge. The seeker stepped closer to the edge only to see her body smash to pieces at the bottom, the body floating limply down the raging river. Laughing, the seeker jumped, transformed mid-air, and flew off, all thoughts of what just occurred stowed in the back of his mind for a laugh later.
Hate me yet? Hehehehehe. The story dictated ending here. It could not be persuaded.
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