Title: Secrets
Rating: M
Disclaimer: We own nothing, that title belongs to Hasbro
Okay so here is the next chapter to Secrets.
Meanwhile back at the autobot base, Lizy was having a strange dream. She was riding her motorcycle through the streets of Detroit; only problem was that there was a lot of debris. A battle had taken place there not to long ago and the only thing that remained was pieces of buildings broken off.
Her heart pounded loudly in her chest as she continued on, finding it more and more difficult to maneuver through the mess. Finally, when she could go no further on her bike, she jumped off not caring if her bike got damaged as it fell to the ground.
She then took off running, jumping over some falling pieces of building and going around ones that were way to big. Lizy kept running hoping to get to where she needed to quickly. She hadn't heard a word from him; since he sent the distress signal out not to long ago.
Then after running for a while she came across the remains of a condemned building that had apparently collapsed. There were police everywhere, and people were helping to get the wounded out of there.
Lizy dashed toward the sight, not caring if anyone saw her.
This is where she knew he would be, but the problem was finding him in this mess. She knew he was inside of it, but the only problem was where. He had also said that another was with him and that the other was to hurt to move by himself.
She scrambled through the mess, searching through the debris to try and find him, ignoring the shouts from passersby and policemen to get out of there. At one point someone grabbed her by the arm, causing her to stiffen and look at the person's face. He was a policeman, and he gasped when he saw her face.
"You look like someone we just pulled out of the wreckage," he said.
Lizy blinked then narrowed her eyes. That had to be him. "Where is he?" she demanded.
The cop looked at her face some more, before finally pointing towards the opposite direction. "He's over there. He wouldn't leave the robot behind."
"Robot?" she asked not understanding.
The cop nodded his head. "Yes, badly damaged, took a while for us to get both out."
She nodded her head and made towards where he had pointed, pushing people out of the way. Finally, she broke through the crowd and saw the guy not to far away. He was kneeled down next to a larger body, which looked to be of a robot.
Lizy came up to them, staring down at the robot. "Who is that?" she asked.
The guy shook his head. "I'm not sure. I found him in one of the rarely used rooms,."
She nodded and knelt down next to the robot, looking at the many rooms and missing armor it sported. Lizy also noticed a similarity in armor to that of the guy next to her. Her thoughts were interrupted by screams, turning around to see the building behind them start to collapse.
Lizy shot up out of bed as the dream replayed over and over again.
It took her a moment to slow her breathing and her racing mind. Sometimes she did have vivid dreams, but that one had been very odd.
She glanced up at the hole in the ceiling, noticing that sunlight was pouring in through the roof. She figured that it was still somewhat early though, considering that no one had come to wake her up.
She slowly stood and began a series of stretching exercises. She wasn't sure what to call them, and she kept forgetting what Prowl called them, but she equated them to yoga exercises. They were designed to relax and loosen the joints in one's body, and while she didn't like doing them all the time, she felt she needed to do them now. For some reason her body felt stiff after that strange dream, and she wanted to do something to distract her mind from it.
Lizy was still at her exercise when Prowl walked into her room. He took one look at her and frowned. There was a determined look on her face that seemed to have startled him. He knew she could be quite confident in things, but this was something entirely different.
"Good morning," he greeted her, and she instantly stopped all movement and looked at him.
"Morning, Prowl," Lizy greeted back.
"I see you were doing some exercises," Prowl commented on his observation.
"Yeah, well, I figured it wouldn't hurt anything," Lizy said with a dismissive shrug. "So," she said, and started to move past Prowl and out the door, "I am going to get something to eat." She paused just outside the door and looked at him. "That is, I assume I have permission to go," she muttered.
He nodded his head and turned to follow her. Instead of going to get her morning energon like he had expected, she went instead to the refrigerator. There she shifted around through it and finally pulled out an orange, beginning to peel off the outer layer.
"Is that all you are eating?" he asked, not liking her choice of breakfast.
She looked up at him, then down at the fruit in her hand. "Yes, I'm not very hungry this morning." Walking away from.
"Perhaps you should go see Ratchet," he insisted. "You should keep your systems healthy and if that is all your eating the obviously…"
"PROWL, STOP." She yelled. Lizy took a deep breath, trying to contain in her anger. "I'm sorry, but I can assure you, that I am perfectly healthy. I don't need to go see Ratchet and I don't need you to mother me." With that she turned and walked away hoping he would drop the subject.
As much as she loved Prowl, there were times when he could be a little too persistent.
Prowl remained silent for a moment, obviously not wanting to turn this into an argument. "I'm sorry if I seem a bit… pushy," he said, choosing his words carefully. "But I am your father, and I only wish to look out for your health. Especially since Ratchet implied to me that your human systems are still adjusting, at least somewhat."
Lizy groaned inwardly as she stuffed the first slice of orange into her mouth, chewing it carefully. Once she swallowed it, she spoke as she began to neatly separate the rest of the slices in her hands. "Just because I decide to have a small breakfast doesn't mean I'm sick or anything."
"I know," Prowl replied. "Again, I am sorry, I just don't want anything to happen to you."
Lizy glanced at him then, and flashed a small smile. "Yeah I know," she said appreciatively. "I just don't want to be treated like I'm committing a crime if I only want a small breakfast. I'll make up for it lunch, okay?"
Prowl nodded his head. "I hope you will, because we have a lot of training to do today, before I leave for patrol later."
Lizy stiffened, upon hearing that he was patrolling later today. She turned to him and looked up as he gave a questioning look. "May I go with you today. I want to get out of the base for a while."
Prowl regarded her for a minute before nodding his head. "Alright, you can come but only if you promise to put your mind on training today."
She nodded her head up and down. "I promise," putting the last of her orange in her mouth and heading towards her room.
She was able to relax for about an hour before she was summoned to begin her training for the day with Prowl. She obediently went to his room and then followed him into one of the larger rooms where they normally trained. She did her best to focus on everything they did, and to do everything he said to do, because she didn't want to miss a chance to be able to leave the base. After all, she wanted to limit how much she snuck out without permission, because the fewer times she did it, the less likely it would be of her getting caught.
They practiced various fighting moves until about noontime, at the end of which Prowl told her that she had done quite well and that she was definitely improving. She thanked him, and her father nodded at her.
"Now let's go get some energon, and then we are heading out for patrol," Prowl told her.
Lizy groaned. "Ugh I hate drinking that stuff," she muttered. She couldn't help it, because she had been a good girl all morning during the training session, biting her tongue even when he had criticized her fighting stance at least a couple times. She needed to show her displeasure at something, sometime, because by her very nature, she simply wasn't happy for long if she couldn't grumble at some point.
Prowl looked at her. "You did say you were going to make up for eating such a small breakfast at lunch," he said. Then in a more coaxing manner he said, "Either we can go get some energon, and you can also get something bigger to eat from the fridge, or you can go see Ratchet. Your choice." He smiled somewhat impishly.
Lizy glared. "I hate it when you do that," she snipped. "Let's go get some energon," she added quickly.
He chuckled as they headed for the main room, him heading over to the energon and getting two glasses. He handed one to her drinking his own. "The faster you drink it the sooner you can got out."
She glared again, drinking the glass in two gulps and grimacing the whole time.
Once she finished draining it, Prowl took the empty glass and put it away, then followed Lizy as she went to the area where the fridge was. He leaned casually against the wall and seemed to look at nothing in particular as she opened the fridge and looked inside. However she knew that he was watching her, and that neither of them was going anywhere until she ate something that would satisfy him.
She didn't want to waste time cooking anything, so she studied her options carefully.
There was a loaf of bread and some meat for a sandwich. Deciding that it was simple, she pulled out the contents and started it. When she was done, she bit into it, seeing Prowl nod satisfied with her results.
She ate the sandwich down in a few bites, finding it much more satisfying than the energon she'd had to drink just a couple of minutes ago. Once she was finished eating, she glanced over at Prowl.
"Would you like to use your bike, or ride on me?" he asked.
"My bike," Lizy said. She liked having a bit more independence.
Prowl nodded. "Very well, let's go get it, then."
In some ways she figured he might have preferred it if she would simply ride on him, because that enabled him to keep a closer eye on her, so to speak. That is, when she was on his back, he knew exactly where she was at all times and so he didn't need to divert much attention to keeping watch on her. But ever since she'd gotten herself a motorcycle, she always wanted to use it whenever she left the base. It gave her a sense of freedom, and he was simply going to have to deal with it.
She went to the back storage room and grabbed her helmet, putting it on. Then she grabbed the handle bars and rolled it toward the front of the building, where Prowl was waiting for her.
He changed into his motorcycle alt mode as she got atop her seat and started up the bike. It purred to life and she twisted the handle, feeling it rev before moving forward. She knew better then to go fast with him around, least she wants to end up being stuck behind.
Prowl took the lead in the patrol, heading down different streets, both on the look out for decepticons.
Lizy for the most part was looking around everywhere, hoping to spot something familiar. So far there had been no sign of the guy she had met last night, nor any sign of another motorcycle. She seemed to become less and less excited about being out on patrol.
Prowl who was still driving in front notice how her look of excitement of being out dropped little by little. Not only not he noticed her looking around more then she would normally. Obviously, something was bothering the girl but he would have to wait until they were back at the base before asking.
Author's Notes: Well there you all go another chpater up! Please review, very much appreciated!