A/N: Sorry if these two chapters were kinda boring. But I promise the good stuff will come next chapter. Should be up tonight! Please read and review.
Chapter 52
Five long years had passed. Sunstreaker, Sideswipe and I along with our sparklings left the others after being on the move for over a year. Our sparklings needed s more stable environment, so we searched for a permanent residence in rural areas. The three of us were happy to be able to provide this environment for our sparklings.
We finally found a home in Arizona and took our leave of the other Autobots. They didn't put up a fuss as they understood why we would want to give them a stable environment. They all wished us luck on our endeavours and even came to visit us, if they were sure they weren't tracked or followed by the government agencies who were still hunting us after all that time.
The girls were intelligent, but took twice as long to develop physically. Sort of like when they were in utero, so it wasn't exactly a shock for all of us when we figured it out.
Then I had to declare this slow physical development as a good thing when the other Autobots revealed that they only aged one year for every hundred Earth years. It certainly explained their slow development, but also ensured that I would be around to watch them grow up.
We bought a nice house in the middle of nowhere. It was forty minutes to the nearest city, but worth it. The twins thought it a good idea to buy some horses, which I had revealed to them that I always wanted. Plus they decided that it would be good for our daughters to learn how to horseback ride. This let us live like a big, happy family for a few months.
We were always cautious around humans, though we tried not to interact with them that much. Especially not any kind of direct contact. Sunny and Sides would transform their cars into something more suitable for the area, instead of being Corvette Stingray's in the middle of the rural area.
Sunny would always grumble, but Sideswipe would elbow his brother and Sunny would back down, which always made me laugh. These two were terrified at the thought of being delegated to sleeping on the couch, instead of the bed for a week. The longest the twins had been delegated to sleep in the family room had been three weeks.
But that was another story for another time. It just reinforced to these two that I meant what I said and now they were terrified that I would make good on my threats to staying out of the bedroom.
About a year after we had moved to our permanent residence I had to get a job. Our funds had become nonexistent and so I got a job using a fake identity that I had on my person from Division. I ended up heading an IT division lab in the city that was several miles outside of our home.
It was nice, calming for me. The twins stayed home and took care of our girls. They were getting bigger and bigger, each day. Now they were about five years old, though they were at the growth period of a two and a half year old. I didn't mind, it just meant more time with my precious children.
They were walking around all over the house, which had Sideswipe and Sunstreaker on edge, due to their habits pf getting into trouble. One day we had woken up to find the twins in the pantry, eating a whole jar of peanut butter and flinging the grape jelly all over the kitchen.
Unfortunately I needed to be at work, and I couldn't stay to help the twins clean up the pantry as well as the kids. I will admit that I did lose my temper, which made me feel ashamed when I thought back on that incident. It made me want to cringe into a wall somewhere and hide.
I had always vowed to never be like any one of my foster families that I had suffered through with my own children. But then the first thing that happened majorly with my own children and I had blown my top.
Sunny and Sides had to keep reminding me that it wasn't my fault. Even though when I thought back and they didn't lose their cool, they were understanding. They told me that I couldn't always be as calm as I normally was, and that they understood that I was under a lot of stress at the moment. So they forgave me and the twins wouldn't be able to remember the whole incident when all was said and done.
And the wisdom of my husbands was true. They wouldn't remember the day that I got mad at them for flinging grape jelly all over the kitchen or eating a whole jar of peanut butter by themselves. Though it did make a great story to rehash in their later years. Which I made sure to state on numerous occasions and watched their cheeks burn with embarrassment whenever I told one of their friends.
But anyway, back to my original point. The five of us left the company of the other Autobots, who all understood that we would want our privacy as well as a better situation to raise our children in. Optimus and Ratchet hardly came around. Jazz explained that this was due to those two being on the radar of the government far more than anyone else.
So we had to content ourselves with the visits of Prowl, Jazz, Smokescreen, Bluestreak, Mirage, and Jolt. Jolt would always bring me messages from my father, who never wanted to endanger the lives or the life that we had built for our family in Arizona. The others weren't so much of a target so they would come and visit us irregularly, but usually announced it for Sunny and Sides to know before they would come and just plop on our couch. On our front lawn, etc.
The girls grew up knowing about their heritage, especially since they were surrounded by their fathers and family friends that were transformers. I couldn't transform, as I wasn't exactly fully Cybertronian, but I could help them with some of the smaller stuff that they would have to deal with, once they got older. So that's what I contented myself with
