Authors Notes; Hot off the presses folks. Enjoy!

RP1

She's Like The Wind: Part 3

I continued to try and pry something out of my friend in the kitchen while my significant other followed Wheeljack out on to the porch at the back of the house and began to prize on him.

"Wheeljack, I'm sorry," He stopped behind his friend, "If I had known that you and Alyssa where talking right then, I wouldn't have came back into the room. Honest."

Up until that moment Wheeljack had been standing there as stiff as the proverbial post. When he heard this comment from his CO he proceeded to literally almost deflate in front of him. He flopped down on to the stone steps and bent over, putting his head on his knees. A few seconds later a slightly muffled version of his voice came out.

"It wasn't you Prime."

Optimus sat down next to him, "Then what was it?"
There was a huge sigh and it was followed by Wheeljack raising his head up to look at his friend.

"It's the fact that I was trying to tell her how I felt and she let on like she didn't even notice." He put his face in to his hand and moaned, "I mean I let out one of the lamest lines in history and she still didn't even act like it meant any thing to her."

Optimus shook his head at him and then reached up and put his hand on his shoulder.

"My friend, maybe you're trying to hard to prove your self wrong."

"I don't follow you."

The leader's hand lowered and he looked away from Wheeljack for a moment.

"It seems like to me that you're very much in love with Alyssa, that you probably have been from the moment you met her. But you think it's too good to be true and so you're doing everything in your power to find excuses as to why it would never really work."

Few folks had ever seen Wheeljack glare much less get angry, but right then Optimus hit him too close to the nerve. He had nearly touched the truth and that made the emotional problems Wheeljack was having right then and there, that much worse.

So for the first if not the only time in history, we all got treated to the sound of the gentle engineer telling the commander and chief of the autobots exactly where he could take his advice and stick it.

"How dare you say that to me," 'Jack proceeded to bolt upright off the steps and glare down at his friend.

His panels flamed again but this time it wasn't from embarrassment.

"You seem to think just because you found a way to make this dream of a relationship of yours work that it will for someone else! It's not gonna happen Prime! No matter what I want or what I say I will never be what she needs!"

That was when the other four guys in the house heard the yelling and headed out on to the porch to see what the problem was.

"Was that you Wheeljack?" Jazz gaped at him.

"What's going on with you two out here?" This was Ratchet kicking into his mode.

Bluestreak and Prowl just stood there and stared at Wheeljack like he had suddenly sprouted a second head. That was when it dawned on him who he'd been yelling at and exactly what he had said to him.

"Optimus! I'm SORRY! I didn't mean... with you and Angel...I..."

Prime held up his hand, "Don't apologize to me Wheeljack. If any one understands what you're going through right now it's me. But tell me some thing now, if I'm wrong, then why did you react that way?"

The engineer lowered his head again and shook it, "I don't know Optimus."

"Just think about it will you?" Prime smiled at him, "I'm not the only one around here that has a right to make their dreams come true."

With that the leader wandered back into the house and left the other guys standing there staring after him wondering what all of that was about. For most of the rest of the day 'Jack and Alyssa spent their time going out of their way to keep away from each other. Which meant that I was stuck in the kitchen keeping her company and the guys where trapped in the living room keeping Wheeljack occupied, my game cube had never gotten such a work out in all of the time I owned it.

Because of everything that was going on, all of the emotional turmoil that filled this house. I once again forgot that I was supposed to be taking it easy. I had gotten so caught up in playing match maker that, despite the fact I no longer had anything in my system making me sick, that I hadn't managed to get any rest at all.

So there we were in the kitchen talking, or rather Alyssa was digging her heals in and I was trying to pry them loose. That was what was going on when my bad habits caught up with me again.

"Look Alyssa, your just making this harder on your self and Wheeljack than any of it has to be, just go in there and tell him how you feel." I stood up to go get something else to drink but kept talking to her, "Heck, I'll pay you if I have to!"
"You make it sound so simple Angel, but it's just not that simple!"

"Why not?" I paused and started digging around for the ice in the freezer, "I mean love is love right? Two days ago you were the one telling me that I had to follow my heart."

"And so now you're trying to tell me to do the same thing?"

"Basically," I turned around with the ice bucket in my hands, "You do love him don't you?"

"It DOSEN'T MATTER," she was determined I'd give her that much.

Still I had taken it upon my self to make her admit it, and nothing was going to stop me. At least that's what I thought, until my rotten luck intervened.

"Alyssa why do you ...."

I was silent for a few seconds and she had to ask, "Why do I what?"

That was followed by a loud clatter and a thud. She proceeded to look around and start screaming. I don't remember any of this but according to what I had been told I had proceeded to pass out in the middle of my kitchen floor and had been lying there in the middle of a huge pile of ice that had hit the floor shortly after me.

I don't know how long I was out, but the next thing I do recall is waking up on the couch in the living room staring up at five worried autobots, one ticked one, and one very sacred best friend.

I sighed and scooched up a lil' bit, "Lemme guess, I over did it again?"

"Are you out of your lil' organic mind?" Ratchet demanded.

"Sometimes I wonder," I muttered.

"Is she going to be alright Ratchet?" Optimus asked.

"IF you can manage to keep her still for a while and make sure she gets some REAL rest for the next couple of days ..." he trailed off.

"Or?" I asked.

"OR I'm socking you back in the med-bay and sedating you." He crossed his arms and looked smugly at me.

"Yes sir," I said finally really giving in this time.

Truth be told I really did feel that bad, I was just too proud to admit it. I would have said more right then, but a certain some one proceeded to move every one else out of the way and pick me up. I would have truly enjoyed it if I hadn't looked over and caught the emotions in the face of Alyssa and the eyes of Wheeljack. Right then I had what she wanted and it was breaking her heart. I couldn't deal with it right then as much as I knew it hurt her I just put my head against him and pretended to ignore her.

Optimus got me into my room and then sat down next to me.

"Well that was truly foolish," he told me.

"That's me all over." I cuddled up against him and he didn't deny me. "What are we gonna do about those two?"

He sighed and tightened his hold on me, "I don't know Angel, but I do know one thing. As of right now it's no longer your problem."

"I can't just walk away from my friend when she needs me."

"Your not, she understands that." He looked down at me.

"But what are we going to do? Both of them are dug in so deep now that they are never going to ever admit that they care."

"I don't know," He hugged me again.

I sat there for a long time just enjoying that. Enjoying being in the arms of the man I loved, and trying desperately to not feel guilty because one of the best friends I have in this world couldn't.

While I was in there getting cuddled on, Alyssa had wandered out to the back porch and was staring up at the stars. On the farm, there aren't any lights. So the sky is almost a perfect black and the stars are unbelievably bright. She was out there alone for a long time when she heard the door open behind her. She looked back and saw Wheeljack standing there.

"Hey 'Jack." She patted the space on the steps beside her.

"Hey there," He eased down next to her.

"So how's Angel doing?"

He stopped, drawn up short by the unexpected question, "Oh... ah... She's okay. Ratchet says she's gonna be fine eventually, he's just being hard on her to try and make it a lil' bit better."

"I can understand that," She looked away from him and back up at the sky. "Hey look at that!" She pointed, "Its Orion."

"Say wha...?"

"The constellation, ya know Orion the hunter?"

He blinked his optics at her a second and then it hit him. "OH!!" He couldn't help but start laughing. "For a second there I thought you meant Optimus."

"I'm not gonna ask, I don't want to know."

He some how managed to grin at her, "It's really pretty up here ya know, the stars are so bright."

"They are aren't they?" She grinned, "Hey can you show me yours?"

"What you mean the one Cybetron orbits?" He looked up and pointed, "There that one, that bright one."

"Alpha Centari, Wow you guys are closer than I thought."

"Yah we seem to be, don't we?" He looked back up.

She stopped and followed his gaze, "Moon's full tonight isn't it? Can you see the man in the moon?"

"Wha?"

She grinned and pointed, "The dark spots see? They look like a face if you look at them right."

"Oh yeah, that's really something."

I'm guessing the spent the rest of the night there talking to each other. Some how though, the sun managed to come up before the subject of how each of them felt about the other one did. The two of them sat there and stared at it for a while, and for some reason the return of light seemed to mark the return to the previous day's thinking.

"Pretty isn't it?"

She nodded, "The sun's something else, always wakes every one up when they see it."

"I suppose so," he admitted, "It is time to wake up huh?"

He stood up and left her there staring out at the morning. I know she had been hoping that some how it would come to a point but it never had. He had been hoping that too. The sun though seemed to burn away all of the progress that had been made in the moon light the night before. Leaving them still confused and with no solution in sight.
Still it was going to be a few more days before the guys had to leave, and even though I had been told to not get involved any more. I was still determined to get them to admit it, no matter what.