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(Prowl's POV)
I groaned as I opened my optics. I put a servo to my head. It was pounding. I sat up and looked around. I was in the woods. At least I thought I was. Everything was blurry. I nudged something beside me. It groaned.
'Where am I?' it asked. I know that voice.
'Eliza?' I asked. My vision finally cleared up to see the splotchy face of my previously drunken comrade. Her hair was a mess, in tangles, and her eyes were only half open.
'Prowl?' I nodded, 'Ugh- where are we?'
'DinoBotIsland,' I replied. She looked around. She groaned.
'Let's go home.' She said. I got up and held my hand out to her. She stepped on and we started walking.
We didn't speak for another ten minutes. The silence of the forest was rewarding, and neither of us wished to disturb it. We reached the shore, where I remembered we "Parked" the ship. Sure enough, it was there. now the only problem was getting it back in the water.
'You know, even though I have one hell of a hangover, I had a lot of fun last night. The parts I remember at least,' Eliza jumped off my hand, 'I enjoyed myself.'
I smiled, 'What do you remember?'
She thought, 'I remember going up the mountain, a few explosions, the boat, stars, you. That's it.'
'That about covers it.' I started to push the ship. It moved slightly. Thank primus for sand.
'So… what do you remember?' she asked. I shrugged.
'Basically the same thing. I remember Myra dragging you off, then you ran back and we left the base.'
'Ok.' The ship finally slipped back into the water, 'You know you're a lot different after drinking.' She pointed out.
I smirked, 'As are you.' She climbed up the ladder and got onto the ship. I followed afterwards. I started the engine.
'You know, a lot of the time I put up a façade,' she said. I looked towards her. She rolled her eyes, 'My seriousness. It's so that people will listen, not just blow me off. Mainly because I'm female.'
At this my optics widened behind my visor, 'We would listen to you regardless. Sari and Myra both have their fare share of opinions, as does the entire human and Cybertronian race.'
She smiled slightly, 'In my line of work it is much different.'
'But you're a secretary to Isaac Sumdac. That still gives you the right to your own say.' Her smile fell away.
'R-right. I-its just the, um… the customers and clients. Yeah. They don't listen to me at all because of my gender.' She stammered out. Strange.
I shrugged and looked out to the horizon. Judging by the suns place in the sky it seemed to be ten o'clock. We slept in late.
'I wonder what's gonna happen to us when we get back,' it took me a moment to understand her words. I then groaned. She laughed.
'We'll probably have the largest lecture from Optimus.' I replied. She smiled at this.
'We can take it. All we have to do is keep a straight face and not say anything,' I looked at her closely. She is much different now than she was yesterday.
Her eyebrows furrowed, 'Hey, why did you have high grade in your room? When I asked if you drank I wasn't expecting the reply you gave me. Let alone you to be hoarding it.' I stiffened.
'I… don't really want to talk about it.' She seemed concerned. Why should she be? She only met me a few days ago.
She dangled her legs over the side of the ship, 'Prowl, I studied a few years of Psychology. Nothing will go past my lips. I've been trained to remain extremely quiet.' She mimicked zipping her lips closed and locking it. It would be nice to actually talk to somebody about it…
I sighed, 'It's a condition. We don't have a name for it on Cybertron, but on Earth it is called Insomnia. Every night I have at least one drink, and it helps me. I may only get a few hours of stasis, but it is more than I get without the high grade.' Her eyes widened, 'I understand that it is not the healthiest of lifestyles, but it is one of the reasons I remain as serious as I do. I can't slip up for fear of revealing anything.' Another shock went through me. These were getting extremely pestering.
She stood up and put a hand on my leg, 'Prowl, you should probably see Ratchet about this. Insomnia can get really bad, leading to loss of memory, depression, higher chance of heart problems-well I suppose that doesn't count for you- and probability of crashing on the job.' I stared at her.
'How do you know this?' I asked. She shrugged.
'I told you. Studied psychology for a few years. But still.' She pleaded me. I turned away quickly. She sucked in a breath, 'When did it start?'
'When we first arrived on Earth. When I died, it was a huge relief. To finally not feel so exhausted.' I looked towards her. Her eyes were wide open. Her next question surprised me.
'You DIED?'
'Um… yes. I thought you knew about this.'
'Never. When did you die?' she was getting slightly hysterical.
'About three weeks ago.' I replied. She sat on the deck.
'I really didn't look up everything.' She mumbled to herself.
'What?'
'Nothing.' She said quickly. Interesting. I sat down next to her.
'Is there something you'd like to talk about?'
She scoffed, 'No. My life is… perfect.' That pause was far too long.
'Eliza, while you may have studied Psychology, I have been trained to keep quiet. Besides, I have told you my problem, I believe that as a fair compromise you tell me yours.'
'Yeesh, try to get past that reasoning. Ok, well it was this guy,' slag, wish I'd just kept quiet, 'He was one of the few people who I actually liked and he liked me back. We spent ages together. We dated for three years. I thought we were gonna be together. Hell, I even had a diamond ring pictured in my mind.' That made no sense, but I didn't interrupt, 'But then, he left. I think it was with another girl, but I wasn't sure. I never got a reason. He never called, or e-mailed or anything. Jonathon was gone from my life.' I assumed that Jonathon was the person she was referring to.
'I am sorry Eliza.'
'Don't be. You had nothing to do with it. Nobody did. I guess life goes on. And, hey, maybe someday I'll find somebody else to spend my life wi-' she was cut off as a deafening crash sounded. We got up and went to the front of the boat. Sure enough, we had crashed into the jetty of the docks. We hurriedly got off and started to walk away, when a loud cough sounded from behind us.
We both turned to see our teammates staring at us. Not very kindly though. They must have seen the freighter from a way off and made the connection. Slag.
I looked towards Eliza and she looked at me.
'Where have you two been?' asked a very ticked off Optimus. We didn't reply.
Eliza tapped my foot, 'Hey Prowl. How fast can you drive?'
'One hundred and twenty miles an hour.' I replied tersely.
'Perfect. Transform and get us out of here.' What?
'What?' I asked aloud.
She shrugged, 'I don't want the fun to end yet.'
'They'll catch up.'
'Let them. A few more minutes of freedom are all I can ask for, before we are thoroughly beaten by words.' She made a good point, 'And anyway, wouldn't you like to be a rebel at least once more?'
Hmm. So out of character for me and her. It would throw them for a loop. I smiled. I transformed, 'Get on.'
She did, 'Come get us guys!' she called out as I made a sharp U-Turn and sped out of the docks. I vaguely heard a few groans as we made it out of the shipping yard.
Eliza laughed, 'Best fun ever, right?' she called out.
'Best ever.'
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