Okay; let me start out by saying: Sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry SORRY!!

First my laptop went all... destroying cords and slow and stuff.. then we went on vacation, I only got the laptop back last week, and I was then having a bit of trouble getting FF to accept the doccument...

Then I had to add this chapter because a friend of mine pointed out some things that annoyed me so I figured I'd have to clear things up.

Bah- too many words. You people should know by now what I do and don't own, and that theres bound to be spoilers

I'll make up to you the wait by uploading in the morning: Promise.

Enjoy the blurb


Saving a Species

Brother

Two girls, couldn't be older than twelve, laid on the floor next to open history books; the one with white-blond hair had only a few sentences, and looked like a computer had printed it off rather than from a stumped girl, she tapped the paper with her pencil, deep in thought, and then threw it to the floor, "It's too hard!"

The girl with black hair looked up, her elegant, script-like handwriting over several pieces of paper, "I'll trade you help with the essay for help with the math and science homework. Deal Serena?"

Serena shook her head, "No way, every time we get caught. The teachers know the difference now Zilla."

Zilla pushed her hair out of her face and finished her essay, "I know. But we could still help each other." the sound of a car pulling into the driveway reached her, "Daddy and Prowl are home!"

Serena glanced up, "What makes you think it isn't Mommy? Dad shouldn't be home for another hour, and mom just got off work."

Zilla rolled her eyes, "It's Prowl at least- his engine always grumbles a certain way and his tier's been squeaking lately. So I assume he is bringing Daddy- he wouldn't leave him at work!"

Serena blinked, "That logic works. I'm gonna work on this more."

Zilla ran to the stairwell and slid down the banister, rushing toward the garage door, just before she reached it, she heard her father mumble, and crept to the door and silenced herself. Her father's deep voice was quiet and exasperated, she could tell something was wrong, "I don't know how to tell the girls."

Prowl's voice reached her ears, "I know- Susan took it bad enough, the twins will take it worse." Zilla blinked, what was so bad that her father had told her mother, but not her yet?

Her father sighed, "Especially Zilla- she's always been more attached to me than Serena. This is going to hit her hard." There was an uncomfortable silence before he father groaned, "Prowl, would you mind keeping an optic on my girls when… well you know." Zilla pressed her ear closer to the door, wanting to know what was going on.

Prowl's engine shut down, enhancing the silence, "I'll take care of them; I promise John. Now you may want to tell Zilla- her ear is pressed to the door." She yelped, not believing she had forgotten the wonders of Autobot vision and heat sensors.

Her father opened the door, looking above her; she had never noticed before that his jet black hair was thinning, "Serena? Would you join us down here for a moment?"

Serena rushed down, joining them at the door, "What is it Dad?"

Zilla wrapped her arms around their father's waist, "Daddy, what's wrong?"

He pulled Serena into a hug too, tipping her off to the severity of the situation, "Girls… I just came from the doctor…" The look of terror on his girls' faces made him frown, all Zilla needed to hear was her father say, "…Cancer…" and her world came crashing down.

Zilla bolted, for the door, tripping and slamming into the ground. She didn't move to get up; she just rested her head on the ground, ignoring the stinging from her scrapes. Her father moved to help her up, but she shook her head, digging her cut face into the floor, "It's not fair!" Her father looked at a loss, but she wasn't done, "Prowl isn't gonna replace you! You're fine! Tell me you're fine!"

Prowl rumbled his engine, swinging open his door, "Let me handle this John- climb in Zilla."

Zilla shook her head again, "Make me."

Prowl groaned, "I know you're going to miss him, but enjoy your last year with him. Please Zilla."

She lowered her eyes, "But I don't want it to be the last year…"

"Zilla just please keep calm. It'll be alright. I promise."

"You can't promise that and mean it!" She hissed, kicking Prowl's wheel, covering her eyes with her sleeves, thinking no one could see her tears, "I hate you Prowl!"

Zilla bolted forward, only to realize she was buckled in. She looked around, seeing she was sitting in Prowl's cab, in her and her sister's garage. She took a few deep breaths, reaching to unbuckle herself. Prowl's voice reached her ears, "Are you alright Zilla? Your vital signs show distress."

She shook her head, "It was just a little memory. Bad dream you could call it."

There was a knowing tone in his voice, "The day you found out your father was sick?"

She nodded solemnly, "Yeah, and I'm still sorry."

He chuckled, "It was thirteen years ago Zilla, you need to forgive yourself."

She unbuckled and set her head on his dashboard, "I know, but you're my best friend, and I feel badly for ever having been mean to you. I mean, you've been there my whole life, you're like family to me."

He sighed, deciding to devert attention away from any sort of attatchment between them, "You should go get some sleep- you have work in the morning."

She sat up, opening the door, "I think I'll take the day off tomorrow, that way I can keep the kids busy in the morning, the bots won't be finished yet, and we don't want them poking their noses around before their friends are online. It might worry them if they see their friends opened up and unconscious."

He chuckled, "Yes, that might be a bit traumatizing for young kids."

She shook her head, "Yeah, yeah." She patted his hood, "Night Prowl, see you in the morning."

He waited until the garage door closed behind her and he could hear her footsteps on the stairs, "Goodnight Zilla. Sleep well."


Yeah, my friend said that it seemed like they liked eachother when their relationship is all plutonic and stuff. Alright?

I'm done I swear. Next chapter is back to the bots, and the humans go back to the background.

Now if you'll excuse me- we have cookies

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