"I am a lighthouse, worn by the weather and the waves.
I keep my lamp lit, to warn the sailors on their way. "
Monuments stood in silent testiment to the fact that time cannot be stopped. Eventually, all things pass away. In some small way, they offered comfort to the young girl who walked amongst them. Molly "Blue" Fluer, came here often. It had been 3 years, 126 days, 6 hours and 23 minutes. She gently ran her fingers across the stone that was all that she had left of the man who had been her everything. "I miss you Ian..." the sound of a rumbling engine caused her to look up, staring in suprise as an antique 2008 Camaro rumbled past, stopping up the road several feet. She had seen the same Camaro, many times as she came to visit her fiance. For a moment, she thought about the silly rumor that had been going around about a haunted camaro being driven by a blonde haired ghost that people had sworn they had seen around the cemetary, always rolling to a stop infront of the graves of Samuel and Mikeala Witwicky. People speculated that it was one of the fabled transformers that had saved the earth 56 years ago. She watched as a blonde haired man stepped out of the camaro and made his way to two headstones she just knew had to be the very ones in the story. She decided to find out for sure. Slowly, she headed in the direction he was going. He turned his head suddenly, gazing at her with the most sorrowful blue eyes she had ever seen and her eyes widened. He smiled softly. His voice suprisingly human sounding "Its alright. Im not a ghost." She was about to kick herself for being so stupid. Mumbling she apologized "Look... I'm sorry I just..." He grinned. "I'm a Camaro." Molly struggled to calm her pounding heart. "Are you serious?" He pointed to the yellow Camaro, then continued to walk towards the graves infront of him. Molly had always been too curious for her own good and this was just too much to pass up. She approached the Camaro, examining it nervously. To her utter suprise, the driver side door popped open. The radio switched on, and dracula's voice cheerfully stated "I promise I vont bite" trembling, she simply stared. Finally finding her voice, she whispered "Your Bumblebee..." The radio replied with a cheerful "DING DING DING WE HAVE A WINNER! GIVE THE LADY A PRIZE!" Backing away slowly she said "What do you want from me?" She almost screamed when the blonde haired hologram appeared in the passanger seat, blue eyes gazing at her. "You approached me, remember?" She nodded, trying once again to stay calm. "I was curious..." He smirked "Nothin wrong with being curious." The door opened wider and the blonde man patted the drivers seat invitingly. The same curiousity that drew her to him, coaxed her into accepting his invitation. Hesitant, she asked "Ok... So... Your one of the good aliens right?" He chuckled "Yep." She looked at him "You promise your not gonna kill me?" He nodded. She looked up at the gravestones on the hill and realized that Ian would have been in that drivers seat in a heartbeat. Maybe that was why she suddenly slid into the drivers seat. "So... Why Sam and Mikeala Witwicky?" She asked softly. The hologram turned his head, blue eyes staring out the windsheild as the radio switched on again. Molly recognized the song.
I'll tell a story, paint you a picture from my past.
I was so happy, but joy in this life seldom lasts.
I had a keeper, he helped me warn the ships at sea.
We had grown closer, 'till his joy meant everything to me.
And he was to marry, a girl who shone with beauty and light.
And they loved each other, and with me watched the sunsets into night.
And the waves crashing around me, the sand slips out to sea.
And the winds that blow remind me, of what has been, and what can never be.
She'd had to leave us, my keeper he prayed for a safe return.
But when the night came, the weather to a raging storm had turned.
He watched her ship fight, but in vain against the wild and terrible wind.
In me so helpless, as dashed against the rock she met her end.
Then on the next day, my keeper found her washed up on the shore.
He kissed her cold face, that they'd be together soon he'd swore.
I saw him crying, watched as he buried her in the sand.
And then he climbed my tower, and off of the edge of me he ran.
At the end of it, Molly had tears in her eyes. He smiled at her softly "Awww, come on, its not that bad". She stared at him "How can you say that?" He reached out gently, her eyes widened, expecting his fingers to go through her, only to find them solid and warm as they brushed her tears away. "Because, for a brief moment in time, I was happy. Life goes on, that never changes. Everything else eventually fades out. All thats left, is memories of what use to be. For me, thats enough." Molly looked at him "Dont you miss them?" He nodded. "That part comes with remembering." She stared at her lap. "Does it ever get any better?" The transformer smiled "Yeah. It takes time, but it does." She looked at her watch. "I should go... I have to be back at work..." The Transformer nodded, popping open the door for her. She got out and turned "Hey Bee?" He looked up at her. "Thanks... For sharing with me..." He smiled and replied "Thanks for listening."
As the yellow Camaro took off down the road, Molly heard the last part of the song, carried on the wind. She smiled softly, heading back to her car.
I am a lighthouse, worn by the weather and the waves.
And though I am empty, I still warn the sailors on their way.