A/N: I'M STILL ALIVE! DON'T PANIC! I am so sorry I didn't post last week. I've been getting into the groove of the new semester, and I couldn't figure out how to end this Chapter. So, lame ending is lame. So sorry. I also had eye surgery on Monday, so I couldn't really deal with screens much after dealing with that. Oh, and if you haven't seen the movie "Frozen 2", I recommend it. I was a little skeptical of it, but I quite enjoyed it.

Anyways, this Chapter is like...the day after the last one, so Delta is still dealing with the aftermath of sneaking out and then pulling a weapon on both Megatron and Dreadwing. So...yeah. Again, lame ending is lame.

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers in any shape or form. I only own the story and any and all OCs in said story. If there's someone you're not familiar with, it's probably an OC.

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Miranda looks out the window, worry filling her. Delta had been quiet and distant since the incident yesterday. She didn't understand everything that was going on with him, but knew that what happened yesterday really hurt him. Pulling a weapon on two of the ones who have helped him…she couldn't even begin to imagine what that must feel like.

Placing the cloth down on the table, she moves towards the door. Making it outside, she walks down the steps and over to the turquoise form leaning against the oak tree. Delta's gaze was far off, one servo resting on Talon's back as he lays his helm on the white-painted thigh.

"Delta?" the only reaction she gets is Talon lifting his helm.

She tries again, this time getting a twitch of a winged audio. She moves forward, placing a hand on his other servo. The plating flinches away, Delta finally looking down at her. Her chest tightens at the dimness of his visor.

Miranda smiles, the expression sad.

"I know I have no clue what's going on, Delta, but know that you can talk to me. Katie and I are here for you."

Delta says nothing at first, his dim visor trained on the human. Then, he looks away.

"I-I…" he shakily vents. "I think I've made a big mistake, Miranda. Megatron…he's not someone you cross and…coming here…pulling a weapon on him…I've put you and Katie in his path—I've put you in danger."

Miranda shakes her head.

"Delta, I know that we're in danger. But I also know that you and Talon will do everything you possibly can to keep me and Katie safe. I trust you, and so does Katie. And…Kris trusted you too."

Suddenly, Delta lunges to his peds. He towers over the startled woman, his visor flashing.

"And look what happened to him!" he snarls. "Kris trusted me, and he payed the price for it! If he hadn't gotten so close to me, if he had actually pulled the fraggin' trigger when we first met instead of welcoming me into his life, he would be here with you and Katie. He would be here to see her grow up! Instead, he trusted me to keep him safe, and-"

All at once, the anger leaves him, and he falls to his knees, his servos digging into the dirt. Tears spring into his optics, streaming down his faceplate.

"…and I couldn't. He trusted me, and now he's gone. Why can't you understand that? Everyone who gets close to me, I lose them. I-I can't…I can't lose anyone else."

A gentle warmth is placed on his servo.

"Delta. Delta look at me."

His optics open, the orbs dim.

Miranda smiles.

"Nothing is going to happen to us. Kris died doing what he loved, and I know you were there with him. I knew the moment I saw you on that videochat that there would be a chance Katie and I got put in danger. But I knew the whole time that you would do anything you possibly could to protect us—Kris loved us, and so you loved us too."

Delta takes a deep, calming vent.

"Y-You…you're right, Miranda. I do love you guys, and I would do anything to protect you. But I just…I just wish that I hadn't been so stupid as to threaten Megatron of all bots. He hasn't done anything to hurt me, but I know he doesn't like humans. And to not only keep a secret like this from him, but…b-but then to also aim a gun at him, it…it could've put you and Katie in the crosshairs of a danger that even I can't protect you from."

Reaching up, Miranda places her hands on either side of his helm. He leans into the touch, his optics closing.

"Well then you do whatever you can to protect us. I know you would go above and beyond—that's something you and Kris have in common."

Delta smiles, his spark calming. Suddenly, the moment is ended as Talon pushes his way in between them, Katie on his back. Delta lets out a chuckle as Talon rubs his helm against the turquoise Mech's faceplate, low purrs rumbling from his chest.

{Not alone. Will protect kit.}

"What?"

Delta smiles, "Let's just say that Talon won't let anything happen to Katie."

And neither will I.