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I sighed stepping into the baggage claim area of the airport. "Home sweet home."

"Are you sure it's okay for me to come with you to Thanksgiving?" Priscilla asked me, lugging her suitcase off the carousel. People shoved their way past us to get to their destination.

I nodded and began rolling my case with my duffel bag on my other shoulder. "My parent'll love you. Besides, my dad and Mikaela already like you because your love of physics and mechanics. As for the rest of my family? Good luck with that."

"'Lia," Priscilla shrieked as I hailed a cab. "Please tell your family's not a bunch of criminals or something! I might just have a panic attack at meeting robots. I don't want to be paranoid if my roomie's family is stinking bananas!" I sniggered at her histrionics and helped her load her things along with the cab driver. I gave him the directions to my address.

"My family isn't crazy. Just my mother and my sister." I smirked, gazing at the scenery outside. I could see her face grimace in the glass window.

"That somehow does not make me feel any better."

"Well, look on the bright side! At least your parents let you come to America! You get to view a new place with new people."

"Yes, a place where people might laugh at my English accent," she frowned more when the cabbie guy looked at her.

"Aw, don't fret, love," I copied her accent, ruffling her hair just a bit. "Your accent's adorable." She smacked my hand away laughing at my attempt. We unbuckled our seat belts as the cab rolled to a stop. I paid the man our fee and we unloaded our stuff, stepping in front of my medium sized humble abode. "Looks nice doesn't it?"

She nodded. The from door swung open revealing my little brother, Raul. He, with his freakishly tall and gangly self, picked me up in a hug by the waist and swung me around. The slight well of my stomach pressed against his. He laughed and set me down. "Geez, you're gone a few months and gained a few pounds. What happened to you?"

"Well, don't I feel so welcome," I drawled out sarcastically, punching him in the arm. I gestured to my friend. "Priscilla this my little brother. Raul, this is my roommate. She will be spending Thanksgiving with us this year."

"Awesome. Another hot girl to ogle here in Tranquil City." Priscilla blushed a tomato red. My mom's heels clicked up behind him. She hit him in the side.

"Be nice," she chided.

"Great. I leave you here for a while and you turn into a horn dog like every other guy. I have failed my duty as a big sister," I sniffed bringing up fake tears.

"I'm just kidding," he smirked and took our bags and headed inside with us trailing. I turned to my mom and gave her a hug.

"Honey, you've put on a few pounds! You're not letting yourself go, are you?" I rolled my eyes stepping away from her.

"Mom," I whined, gaining her attention from my midsection. "This is my roommate, Priscilla. She'll be with us for Thanksgiving."

"How splendid!" My mom did a few mini jumps and clapped her hands together in delight. "This is absolutely wonderful!"

"And mom? I was wondering if we could have dinner with everyone?"

"Everyone meaning whom?" she narrowed her eyes at me, scrutinizing me.

"I would like to spend it with not just our family but the NEST Base Team, Sam's family, Mikaela's family, and the Autobots," I blurted out clasping my hands together in a pleading manner. My mother sent me a warning and alarmed look. "Don't worry, Priscilla knows."

"Absolutely not—"

"Just hear me out!" I stopped her. "Listen, I have news that I need to tell everyone. That includes friends and family. They are all my friends and family. Bumblebee being the closet one of all. I know you hate them but please do this for me once!" She sighed waving her hands in an 'okay or whatever' manner before nodding.

"Excellent," I said to myself and looked at my roommate. "Let's pick up Mikaela and Sam and then head over to the NEST Base. You need to meet everyone."

"I still have the feeling I'm in way over my head."

"Don't worry," I said leading her to the garage to borrow my mother's car. "You'll be fine."

I'd fired up the car and made my way to Sam and then Mikaela's house to pick them up. After a few quick intros and some hilarious chatty conversations during a forty minute drive, we made it to the Nevada NEST Base where almost all the soldiers were either chilling inside and outside or at the firing range. The inside looked the same as last time. Big and painted a cameo Autobot and army insignia that was a silver color. Priscilla was already amazed at how big it was. Imagine her reaction to the Autobots. The four of us approached the bots' practicing range where Ironhide was flipping out his guys. My roomie stifled a gasp and stopped abruptly when I kicked the weapons specialist in the foot and saluted him. "'Sup 'Hide?"

"What the frag did I tell you about calling me 'Hide?" the mech growled out, transforming his arm back from it's cannon state. "Who's the other kid?"

Priscilla perked at being noticed by the rather intimidating bot giving him a very wide and toothy smile. She stuck out her hand eagerly. "Hi! I'm Priscilla, Dahlia's roommate. Would you mind explaining to me the auto mechanics of how your weapons and systems all together?" Ironhide looked slightly bewildered for a split second before giving her an okay nod.

"That was unexpected," Sam said, still looking at the gruff mech and the chipper human girl.

"Well, then, I've got to find Optimus," I told them, well Sam because Mikaela had joined their discussion. "If 'Bee comes around just tell me where I am."

"Sure thing."

I wandered around a little making my way to Optimus's headquarters when I ran into Ratchet. I nodded my hello trying to get away the medical officer as fast as possible already knowing he'd catch on once I left his sight. "Dahlia." Damn. I stopped walking and slowly turned around avoiding his gaze.

"Yeah?"

"Why haven't you come to me about this? Do you know how dangerous this is to be carrying an alien baby around like this?"

"How do you know it's alien?" I asked.

"I can see traces of energon fluid in its amniotic sac."

"Oh," I mumbled looking down.

"'Oh' is correct. Have you told anyone else about this?"

"I told Sam and Mikaela. I'd planned on telling Optimus now and everyone else tomorrow. Ya' know, since it's Thanksgiving, I might as well give some wonderful news."

He pondered this and nodded. "Good idea. After your discussion with Optimus, come see me so I can examine you. Optimus is in the lounging room."

I gave him my thanks and made my way over across the hall where Optimus sat on a giant couch. I climbed on top and sat next to him pondering my words. "Did you disapprove of 'Bee and my's relationship?"

The blue and red flamed mech turned to me. "No, if two being love each other, they have the right to be together no matter what any persons opinions are. What brought on this inquiry?"

"I'm pregnant with 'Bee's kid." The Prime's optics brightened drastically. "I'm about twelve weeks in and I was afraid of what everyone would think so I'm only telling a few people at a time. So I understand if you think this is wrong and—"

"Life is not a wrong thing, little one," Optimus said lifting my face up with on his digits. "All the you and Bumblebee have done, is create life like no other. For that I congratulate you."

"But it isn't human," I whispered feeling my choice of telling everyone be filled with doubt. "What would everyone say?"

"Does that matter? As long as Bumblebee and you are happy then you have nothing to worry over."

I gave a small smile. "Thank you Optimus."

"You're welcome, Dahlia." Walking out the Lounging area feeling better than I did before, I squealed as my feet swept out from under me. I rolled on my back to keep from staying on my barely prodding stomach and looked at 'Bee from his metal palm. He blinked down at me emitting a cute little whirring noise.

"Hi," I giggled. "Miss me?"

He nodded vigorously chirping. "Uh huh." I was contented with being in his hand as he walked along the corridors of the Base. However, when we got to the mess hall, the grossest smell reached my nostrils making me croak out a burp. I curled up leaning over the side of his hand before barfing. My puke landed on the floor with splat also hitting the top of Lennox's head.

"Ew!" Will screamed in a high octave wiping the blue chunky gunk off himself. He looked up meeting eyes with me.

"I'm terribly sorry for that, Will," I told him as 'Bee set me down clicking frantically. "I'm fine, babe. I'm fine."

Will's wife, Sarah, came over to me and handed me a cup of water smirking as she steadied Annabelle on her hip. Okay, so she's got mother instincts and probably suspects I'm preggers too. "Thanks," I mumbled, not bothering to hide my smirk at her. She then wiped her husband off as well.

"That's nasty," Epps grimaced. 'Bee handed me a napkin and let me wipe my face off. Priscilla took it away from me, and back at me and then at 'Bee again and tossed it in the trash.

"Are you okay?"

"Never better," I replied dryly to my friend. "Incase, everyone didn't know this is my roommate, Priscilla. No, she doesn't talk funny. She's English and that's her accent. Everyone got that? No? Then get over it!"

"Someone's a bit crabby today," Epps grumbled under his breath causing me to hiss and glare him. He flinched back inching away a bit. "My bad, shawty. Geez."

I growled under my breath feeling a bit peeved for no particular reason. I could've been irritated by Epps's comment or the fact that grilled cheese sandwiches smelled disgusting to me. I loved grilled cheese! "Someone needs a little tlc from their boyfriend."

Sam groaned at his girlfriend's words. "Please don't talk about them like that in that context. It's gross considering he's my car."

I brightened up immediately. "That doesn't sound too bad." I reached up grabbed the tip of one of 'Bee's fingers. "Let's go bug."

I heard Epps mutter under his breath again to Will. "I swear she's bipolar sometimes."

"What?" I snapped him, narrowing my eyes.

"Nothing," he said shaking his head with hands up in defense.

'Bee picked me up in his arms again and carried me to what was his living space at the base and shut the door. It was bare besides a strip of runway used for cars, a big couch, a really hug tv screen, and a few photos. He sat me on the couch climbing on his runway strip and transformed into his alt mode before his holoform popped out the driver's side of the yellow Camaro. Vaulting himself upon the large couch, he embraced me in a tight hug burying his face into my medium length hair. I'd let it grow out over the course of the few month I'd been absent. I kept my body tilted away so he couldn't feel my stomach. It wasn't that noticeable but if someone pressed against me they would feel it. "I missed you," he murmured, muffled by my hair. "I was worried about you. Every week, I kept calling and you said you were sick, I felt so helpless because I couldn't do anything."

"There's no need to worry," I reassured him, pulling back at arms length. "It's just something minor."

"Everyday? I can also see you've gained weight a bit. Do you have an eating disorder?" I glared blatantly at him hissing harshly.

"No I don't have an eating disorder!" I barked out. "I'm just sick to a certain extent."

"Sorry, sugarplum. I didn't mean to upset ya'. Does 'Hatchet know?"

"Yes and don't worry about it." 'Bee shifted so that I had my back pressed against his front. His arms encircled around my resting right above my baby bump with my hands on his.

"So, meet any English guys out there in London?" I could hear the smirk in his voice. "Do I have an competition yet?" I snorted and shook my head.

"Pfft, as if. None of them even compared to you."

…

Thanksgiving Day

My mother, like I had asked her ask everyone if they would like to have Thanksgiving together. Anyone in their right mind would know my mother was too crazy to ask that but regardless accepted her offer. It would be held at the Base along with the Autobots, the Lennoxes, Mikaela and her dad, the Witwickys, Epps, and my family. Today was also the big day reveal. Yay.

"Alright everyone settle down," my mother tittered clapping her hands together. We just said grace. "It's time to eat!"

"Actually," I announced standing up at the middle seat of the large table. "I have a special announcement to make."

"Go ahead, dear," my step dad smiled at me. "You have the floor."

"As you all know of 'Bee and my's relationship—"

"Dahlia's pregnant with an alien baby!" Shara blurted out loudly from her seat with a smirk settling on her face. What the—how the slag did she even know! There goes my surprise. The little shit ruined it!

As expected everyone's attention went straight to my hand gingerly place on my stomach making me feel slightly conscious of it. It was eerily silent. Optimus, Ratchet, Mikaela, Sam, and Priscilla were calm as expected but still showed elated expressions. Ironhide and the other Autobots had been taking a sip from their energon containers, choked and spat some of out burning a tiny hole in the floor. He was stunned from the looks of it. Wheelie sat across from me smirking. My parents, Sam's parents, the Lennoxes—minus Annabelle—Epps, and Mikaela dad all looked more than alarmed. 'Bee stood next to me in his holoform with a smaller energon can in his hand and crushed it appearing just as alarmed as every other parent in the room. He hadn't even moved when everyone began shouting at me. They were either Congratulations or disapprovals.

"What the shit," my mom shouted hopping up.

"Here we go again," Epps muttered, "with the crazy ass momma."

"Mom, if you would just calm down for a—"

"I will not calm down!" She bellowed whipping out a hand gun. "That thing corrupted my fucking daughter!"

"Oh my god!"

"Who the hell left the emergency hand guns still attached under the table?" Lennox asked Ironhide. "This was supposed to be a dinner table! Someone get that thing away from her before—"

I scream and ducked under the table when my mom started firing off at 'Bee's human form. Lennox was right. There were at least five guns labeled 'Emergency Artillery: do not use unless directed'. Most of the women dove under the table while my mom went berserk. 'Bee dissolved and let his alt mode transform into his bipedal as all the Autobots huddled over everyone to protect them from my mother. I was bawling out of control when 'Bee moved the table out the way ignoring bullets hitting his backside and crouched over Mikaela, Priscilla, Sam, and I. Shrieks and screams of terror slowly died down after they'd tackled my thrashing mother.

"Somebody need to contain her ass—shooting at robots and shit," Epps cursed as some soldiers dragged her away. She kept screaming about a demon spawn growing in my belly. Tears were running all over my face. This isn't how I wanted it to go at all.

Priscilla and Mikaela wrapped themselves around me in hugs as I cried angrily. "This isn't how I wanted this to go at all! My shitty little runt of a stepsister ruined it all by just blurting it out! Now, mom hates 'Bee and me; my siblings probably consider me a slut. I know Shara does. Who knows if 'Bee even wants this piece a crap? I can't get an abortion cause I'm already past three months and I just can't kill it! Let's face it! I'm a freak and my day is completely ruined," I rambled off feeling myself getting angrier by the second. "I didn't want all this chaos! I wanted a plain and happy moment!"

'Bee's human arms pulled me from the others as the chaos died. My friends continued to rubbing my back soothingly. "Calm down, sugarplum. You're not a slut and you're not stupid."

"How can you say that?"

"Because it's not true! And if anything, your mom only hates me because I'm an alien."

"So that means I was right about you not wanting the baby, right?" I murmured looking down at my fiddling fingers.

"I am already in love with the idea of you carrying my sparkling." He told me making me cry tears of joy. "It shows what we've turned our love into and makes me love even more." I smiled and hiccuped kissing him delicately. My happy moment was ruined yet again when Shara crawled from under the table smirking at me.

I pushed my boyfriend away and wrenched off my shoe, shucking it violently at her. "You little piece of slag," I growled fiercely and launched myself her. My shoe had smacked her across the face catching her off guard when I grabbed her by the hair and began slapping her across the face. She snarled back just as hotly, throwing in her on hits that sent us into a roll across the metal floor. Her legs flailed around threatening to knee me stomach when Ironhide's metal fingers pried us apart. I spat her before she could get too far.

"Both of you settle down," he ordered.

"I'll calm the fuck down when that trashy little tart tell me why the hell she has to be all up in my business all the slagging time! Why'd you tell mom in the first place? How'd you even know?" I yelled at the squirming sixteen-year old in 'Hide's other fist.

"You don't deserve anything that's been given to you, especially how you treat your own mother! You never do as you're told and you don't please her like I do! You're a disgrace!"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means you don't deserve him! You don't deserve Bumblebee. I love 'Bee much more than you do and ever will!"

"Excuse me?" Did she just say what I think she said? I must not be hearing correctly because I swear I thought we handled and settled this shit.

A/N: not a long chapter but it got there. I don't why but I couldn't make this scene funny for some odd reason. It just ended up being crazy. Ah well:p. Hope ya enjoyed it.

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