Author's Note: There's mention of a brief PTSD flashback in this chapter, so be aware of that.

Chapter summary: Ome has her first training session, and all her family are there to see it.

"Hello" Normal talk.

"Hello" Talking through the bond.

"Hello" Com-link/Private Com-link.

"Hello" Thoughts.

Three years later and Ome was now sixteen years old, she had mostly mellowed out but could still have her eager moments if she was going to be doing something for the first time, such as today, she was going to learn how to use her blasters that Ratchet had made that were ideal for her size, she looked at herself in the mirror and grinned. She had a strong slender build now and her tendrils now reached to just below the middle of her back, two blasters were on her forearms, she couldn't help but strike a few poses in the mirror and giggled, she then saw her door open in the reflection and her Sire look in, she turned to look up at him.

"Are you ready to go?" Omega asked and smiled.

Ome smiled and nodded "I can't wait to try these blasters out" she replied and walked over.

"Don't forget to retract your blasters, remember, only have them out either during training or battle" Omega reminded her.

"Oh! Sorry" Ome replied and retracted her blasters.

Omega chuckled "It's alright, now let's get going" he said and lowered a hand for his daughter.

Ome smiled and climbed on "Do you know if the others are coming?" she asked, referring to her Auntie and Uncles.

"They can't make it I'm afraid, none of them have the day off today" Omega replied and smiled slightly.

Ome was a little bit disheartened about that, but at the same time she completely understood because they, including her Sire, had a duty to protect Cybertronian life. She smiled slightly "I understand" she replied "we can tell them all about it when we next see them"

Omega nodded and smiled "Exactly" he replied and gently held his daughter to his chest, he walked out their base and he made sure it was secure before he walked away.

It took around half an hour before Omega arrived at a shooting range that he and the other Autobot Guardians used, there were a lot of drones that were the average Cybertronian size, but there a line of drones at the back that were much bigger, almost the size of her Sire.

"How come those drones at the back are so big?" Ome asked as she was lowered to the ground, she hopped off her Sire's hand.

"The drones at the back…are the size of Devastator" Omega replied.

Ome looked up at him in surprise "But I thought you said you hadn't seen the Constructicons since that day?" she asked.

"I haven't, it's more…precaution, should Devastator decide to show up again" Omega replied as the memory of the betrayal came to the forefront of his processor, the remains of Crystal City, Devastator destroying it and the Constructicons' harsh words.

Ome looked a little concerned and sent a gentle nudge through the bond "Sire?" she said.

Omega seemed to snap back to reality, the flashback fading before he could see the shooting range again, he cleared his vocals "Apologies" he replied and looked down at his daughter "I try not to think too much about it since it triggers a flashback" he at least could be open about his PTSD since his daughter knew about it now.

Ome nodded and smiled a little, she sent her comfort to him before she smiled "So what do I need to do?" she asked, changing the subject.

Omega was grateful for the subject change since it gave him something positive to focus on "I need you to stand here for me" he said and pointed to the area in front of the safety line.

Ome nodded and stood where her Sire told her to stand "What's the line for?" she asked.

"That's the safety line, it's for those that aren't going to be using their weapons and can watch from a safe distance" Omega explained "but since I'm going to be helping you, I'll be behind you"

"Ah so that's an exception to the rule?" Ome asked.

"Pretty much yes" Omega replied and smiled, he then knelt down behind his daughter "now bring out your blasters and face the drones"

Ome turned to face the drones and brought out her blasters, she was a little nervous and took a deep breath.

Omega pointed to the nearest drone "Now, shoot the-"

"You weren't going to start without us were you?" the familiar voice of Gamma teased.

Ome gasped and turned, she saw her Auntie and Uncles approaching the area "You came!" she exclaimed and smiled, she vaguely remembered to retract her blasters.

Omega looked just as surprised as his daughter and got up "I thought none of you could make it?" he asked.

"You think we were going to miss our niece's first training session? I don't think so" Zeta replied with a smirk.

Alpha chuckled "After you and Ome left a week ago, we spoke with 'Magnus to get this day off so we could be here" he explained.

"But if there's an emergency, we'll go" Beta added.

Omega couldn't help but smile, this meant a lot to him "I…appreciate you coming" he replied.

Ome smiled and nodded "Yeah, I mean I know you have duties, but I'm glad you're here" she said.

"Of course, we didn't want to miss this for anything" Beta replied with a smile "this is pretty much a milestone for you"

"Now let's see what you can do Ome" Gamma said and grinned slightly.

"You'll ace this Ome" Eta added and smiled.

Ome smiled, feeling less nervous and turned to face the drones again, she brought out her blasters.

"Stand like this Ome" Sigma said with a smile and demonstrated by standing with his left foot back "it'll give you balance from the recoil"

"Recoil?" Ome asked.

"He means when you shoot, there will be a recoil, so stand like Sigma is showing you and fire at the nearest drone" Omega instructed.

Ome stood with her left foot back and pointed her blasters at the nearest drone.

"Keep your arms straight Ome" Iota said.

"Excuse me who's the instructor here?" Omega couldn't help but tease, he did appreciate his siblings' inputs though.

Iota stuck out his glossa.

Ome giggled a little and straightened out her arms "What do I aim for?" she asked.

"The chest area is sensitive on an average sized Cybertronian, for us our chest area is the strongest area as it protects our Sparks" Omega explained.

"However you can run a quick scan on an enemy to find their weak points and shoot them there" Epsilon added.

"All the drones have different weak points, but the most common one on all of them is the chest area, so aim for the chest first as a starting point" Kappa said.

Ome nodded and pointed her blasters at the chest area of the nearest drone, she was still a little nervous.

"Don't be nervous, take a deep breath and fire when you're ready" Omega said softly.

Ome took a deep breath and let it out slowly, she then powered up her blasters and did her best to keep her aim on the chest area of the drone, then, she fired her first shot. She jerked back slightly from the recoil but didn't fall over, then she stared in surprise, it was a perfect shot.

"Haha! She's a great shooter like her Sire" Zeta said with a smile as he clapped Omega on the shoulder.

Omega couldn't help but feel pride "A perfect shot" he said to his daughter.

Ome couldn't help but grin "I did it!" she cheered.

"Now I'm glad we took the day off" Theta said with a smile.

"Try with some of the other drones Ome" Delta said to his niece and smiled.

Ome smiled and turned to face the drones again, she did the same as before and fired a few shots at other drones, some were a little off-centre but some were a direct hit.

Alpha smiled and put a hand on his older brother's shoulder "Like Sire like daughter" he said.

Omega smiled and nodded "Like Sire like daughter" he responded.