In all his glory, was my dad standing in my doorway. He saw all the empty beer cans behind me laying on the floor.

"For the love of Primus! You're drunk, aren't you?", Prime said.

"Not nearly as drunk as I would like to be", I said, staggering a bit. I also pointed to the empty little bottles of whiskey laying on the coffee table.

"I was hoping it would skip your generation. Apparently, I was wrong", said Optimus, as he walked in.

I let the door slide shut then tried to walk over to the sofa. I didn't make it very far. I fell flat on my face on the cold, hard floor. My dad picked me up and carried me to my bedroom to sleep it off.

Shortly after I was laid in my bed and covered, my dad left my room to go find something to clean up the empty beer cans with.

As he was walking down the hall, he shook his head in disbelief. Prime didn't figure I would go get drunk after losing Throttle.

About 15 min. later, Optimus walked into the Rec. Room to look for a bag of some kind to clean up the mess in my room.

While he was looking, Prowl walked in to get something to drink before going back on shift. He noticed that Prime was looking for something. And he didn't look at all happy, either.

"Is everything ok, Prime? You don't look happy about something", Prowl said.

Prime stopped looking for a bag and looked at Prowl in disgust. "Would you like to talk about what's wrong or continue to look like you want to rip my head off?", asked Prowl.

Prime sighed then went over to one of the tables and sat down. "Have a seat, Prowl. Perhaps you have an idea or 2 for Wolf's current situation", Prime said.

Prowl walked over with his drink and sat down across from his leader.

"Ok, now that I'm seated, what is going on with Wolf? Is she ok?", Prowl asked. Then he took a sip of his tankard of Energon.

"If you consider being drunk, ok, then, yes, she's just fine", said Optimus.

Prowl spit is sip out and all over Prime. That really didn't help his current mood any.

"I'm sorry, but did you say that Wolf is drunk?", asked Prowl.

"Yes, I did. I went to see how she was doing since she stopped by my office earlier this afternoon. I was not happy with what I saw behind her. There was at least over 100 empty beer cans littering her floor. And about 6 empty little bottles of whiskey on her coffee table", Prime said, getting up from the table. He went over to the counter and grabbed a towel to wipe the spit energon off his face.

Prowl turned towards his leader. "Where is she now?", Prowl asked.

"I put her in her bed to sleep it off. If I had known that losing Throttle was going to affect her this much, I wouldn't have let her out of my sight", said Optimus, as he walked back to the table.

Prowl turned back around to face his leader. "Hmm. Maybe I have an idea that might help, but it means that they would have to be brought back online, and I know you don't like that idea at all", said Prowl.

Prime sat down and looked at Prowl with horror and disgust. "No. Absolutely not, Prowl. You better come up with something else", Prime said.

"I'm sorry you feel that way, Prime. But part of her problem is Sunstreaker and Sideswipe. I haven't been the same since Sunstreaker was killed, and I know that Wolf hasn't been the same since both of them died. Just think it over, ok. You would do it if it were Eilta", Prowl said, taking another sip.

"If I let this happen, then we have to bring someone in to bring them back online. The only other medic is Ratchet's brother, First Aid", said Optimus.

"What about Sparkplug? He's done some repairs with Ratchet. He knows his way around our circuitry", said Prowl.

"I would rather not bring him into this, if it can be helped, Prowl. Until I can get First Aid here, I'm pairing her up with you and Brawn. Perhaps giving her something to do might keep her from drinking her life away", Prime said.

"Let's hope that First Aid is available. He does teach that medical course at the college on Cybertron", Prowl said.

"I know that, Prowl. I'll go try and get a hold of Rusty and see if his son can take some time off from teaching to give us a hand. In the meantime, could you check in on Wolf for me, Prowl?", asked Optimus.

"Sure. Right after my shift, I'll go check in on her", said Prowl.

Back in my room. I woke up and noticed that I was in my bed and covered. "What the…? How did I end up in my bed?", I said to myself. Then I got up and walked into my bathroom to splash water on my face.

I got up too quick and got dizzy. "Whoa. Easy girl. Take it slow", I told myself, as I made my way to my bathroom.

I walked in and over to the sink and turned the water on in the sink. I looked in the mirror and noticed that I look like shit. "I feel like shit, too", I said. Then I splashed warm water on my face and looked back in the mirror again.

I reached for the towel to dry my face off. After which, I turned the water off, shut the light off in the bathroom then headed for my living room to see what's on T.V.

I walked into the living room and saw all the empty beer cans. "I must have drank all the beer I had under the bed. The whiskey, too", I said, looking at the little bottles of whiskey on the coffee table.

I pulled out my cell phone and called my dad. I was hoping he could tell me what happened, cause I don't remember anything at all.

"I didn't expect you to be awake this soon, Wolf. Are you feeling better?", Prime asked.

"A little better. How did all these beer cans end up on my floor? I don't remember drinking all this beer. I was hoping that you could tell me what happened, dad", I said.

"Why don't you get cleaned up, change your clothes then come by my office. There's something I would like to talk to you about", said Optimus.

"Is it important or can it wait 'til tomorrow? I was going to start designing Throttle's casket, then call his mom to find out if she wants him buried back on Mars or can he be buried here", I said.

"It's important to me, Wolf. I'm very worried about you. I don't want to see you drinking any more. I don't admit this a lot, but I was scared. I don't want you drinking your life away", Prime said.

I started crying over the phone. I had no idea that my dad was that worried about me.

"Shh. It's going to be alright, sweetie. I'll send Prowl to come get you. In the meantime, take a warm shower, then get changed, ok", said Optimus.

I couldn't even stop crying, so I ended the call, still in tears. I walked back to my bathroom and started the shower.

I went into my bedroom to get ready for my shower, when I noticed something on Throttle's side of the bed. It was sitting on the side table, next to the lamp.

I went over to see what it was. I was a bit shocked as I got closer to the end table. I was even more shocked when I got around to the other side of the bed.

"Is that what I think it is?", I asked myself, as I picked up the 'toy'.

It was exactly what I thought it was. He had gotten me a vibrator. It didn't compare to the size he was. I didn't think he was into sex toys at all. Guess I was wrong. I also noticed that there was a note attached to the toy.

'Wolf, baby,

I'm sorry I never told you about some of the erotic things I wanted to do with you. I was hoping to show you after we got back from the hospital, but as you know, it didn't turn out that way.

I had Vinnie put your 'toy' with this note on the end table for you. I knew you would find it on my side of the bed.

Don't mourn over my death for a long time. I expect you to move on with your life and find someone new. Vinnie, Modo and Charley will always be there to help you, baby.

I know my mom is going to want me buried next to my brother back on Mars, but I want you to bury me next to your boys.

I'll always be in your heart, beautiful.

Love always,

Throttle X. Darkstar-Prime'

I was surprised that he even knew I was going to talk to his mom, but I also knew that he wanted to be buried with my boys. He loved them like his own.

I pulled out my cell phone again and looked for Vinnie's number. Once I found it, I hit the send button and waited for him to pick up.

Chicago. Quigley Scoreboard. Vinnie heard his cell go off and looked to see who it was calling him.

He saw that it was me calling, so he answered it. He flipped it open. "Hey Wolf. How you holding up?", Vinnie asked.

"Still struggling to grasp the fact that Throttle is dead. Is it possible for you and everyone there to make it to Autobot HQ next Tues.?", I asked.

"Harley and I can make it, but I don't know about Silverdawn. Can you send someone to come pick her up?", replied Vinnie.

"I'll see who is available", I said.

"Great, but why do you want us all there?", Vinnie asked.

"Throttle's funeral. Oh, thanks for leaving the present Throttle got for me. I know it was embarrassing for you", I said.

"Yeah, it was a bit embarrassing for me, but I knew better than to bitch", said Vinnie.

"I'm just glad you did it for him. One more thing before I take a shower. Could you wear a suit for the funeral, Vince? I know you and Throttle are about the same size, so find something appropriate in his closet to wear. And bring another one with you. I want Throttle to look presentable for his own funeral", I said.

"Not a problem, Wolf. We'll all be there next Tues. for his funeral. I'll even write something for the funeral, if that's ok with you?", Vinnie asked.

"That would be very nice of you, Vince. I'll talk with you later", I said.

"Ok. Cheer up, ok. It's not the end of the world for you. You have friends and family for support", said Vinnie.

"I know. See ya next week", I said. Then I hung up the phone.

As I was getting ready for my shower, someone knocked on my door.

"I guess I can't take a shower without getting a knock on my door", I said to myself. I put my shirt back on and answered the door.

"This better be important to take me away from taking a warm shower", I said, opening the door.

I didn't expect Prowl to be standing in my doorway when I opened the door.

"I didn't mean to interrupt you, Wolf, but Prime wants to talk to you right now", Prowl said.

"I haven't even taken my shower yet. Can he wait 'til I'm done?", I asked.

"I can ask him, but I highly doubt it", said Prowl.

"You go ask him while I take my nice warm shower like I would like to do", I said.

"Then I'll go ask him right now. I'll be back for you if he says otherwise", Prowl said.

"Yeah, yeah. Just go away for an hour", I said. Then I closed my door and headed back to my bedroom.

I walked into my bathroom, took my shirt and the rest of my clothes off and turned the water on. I waited for the water to get warm before getting in. I so needed this time to myself before I started on the rough outline for Throttle's casket.

While I was taking my shower, I had noticed that I had let my hair get real long. So, I decided that after my shower I was going to cut it short and maybe dye it, too.

I was done with my shower an hour and a half later. I turned off the shower, grabbed the towel and dried off. Then I wrapped the towel around my body. I started to cut my hair as short as I wanted it. Then I dyed it black afterwards. I looked in the mirror and noticed that it looked good.

I walked into my bedroom, and looked for something to wear. As I opened the closet door, things from the shelf came tumbling out. I got hit on the head by a few boxes.

"I'll deal with the boxes after I get dressed", I said to myself. Then I proceeded to look for something to wear. I scratched my head trying to think of what I'm going to wear. Then I saw Throttle's old Freedom Fighters uniform. I pulled it out and set it on the bed. It was going to become my work clothes now.

After I got dressed, I picked up the boxes and put them back on the shelf, then closed the closet door. I sighed and walked out of my bedroom back into the living room.

It felt so quiet without my husband here. I missed him so much. My mind still didn't want to accept that he was dead. My heart knew that this was actually happening. That I was going to be putting him to rest next week and that I had to move on with my life, without him in it. That was the hardest part for me. Moving on with my life. But like Vinnie said, I have friends and family for support. I am a lucky woman to have the friends I do. And a very understanding father who has probably gone through the same things I have.

After I left my room, I headed for Wheeljacks' workshop to find scraps I could use for Throttle's casket. I had this feeling that I probably won't find anything I can use, unless I take apart one of his old inventions and use it for the casket. I just wish both him and Ratchet were still alive. I miss them just like I miss everyone who is dead. My 2 boys, included. I'm just glad that Throttle wants to be buried next to my boys. He can watch over them now.

As I was heading for 'Jack's workshop, I was pondering if I should just go back to the college and teach again. It seemed that I was good at teaching. 'Maybe I'll get a hold of Rusty after I'm done here', I thought to myself.

As I was looking at all of the inventions, I heard someone walk in and up to me. I didn't know who it was that had walked in 'cause I was too busy trying to figure out which of the inventions I wanted to take apart.

"Excuse me, but who are you and what are you doing in here?", Brawn asked.

I turned around and saw an Autobot that I couldn't seem to place the name with. "I remember you. You brought me back after I had busted my leg. You're um…", I said.

"I'm Brawn. Wait a minute. Is that you, Wolf? I didn't even recognize you in that uniform", said Brawn.

"Sorry about that. This was the uniform my husband, Throttle, wore before he came to Earth. It was his Freedom Fighters uniform. Do you think you could give me a hand here, Brawn? I'm going to take apart some of these inventions and build a casket for Throttle", I said. Then we started taking apart an old invention.

"Sure. So, has Prime told you if he plans to replace Ratchet or not?", Brawn asked.

"I don't think so. Why? Who does he have in mind?", I replied.

"I thought you would have known. Guess he hasn't told you yet", said Brawn.

"And why would he tell me who he has in mind to replace Ratchet? I'm just his daughter", I said.

"Aren't you his 2IC, as well?", Brawn asked.

"Yeah, but he doesn't run everything by me, Brawn. And I've been rather preoccupied as of late. I'm sure he'll pick a suitable replacement for Ratchet. I trust him", I said.

Brawn looked at me. "You trust him to make the right suitable choice to replace Ratchet? You have more faith in him than some of us here", said Brawn.

"I'm surprised you would say something like that about your own leader, Brawn. Would you be questioning my faith in choosing a suitable replacement for Ratchet if I was your leader?", I asked.

"Well, no. But I….", Brawn said.

We were in the middle of a conversation when someone cleared their throat to get our attention. I didn't even need to look towards the door. I knew the voice well.

"What do you want, Prowl? Brawn and I are trying to have a conversation here", I said.

Prowl walked over to us asked Brawn to please leave.

"Not 'til you tell me what is so damn important that he can't hear", I said.

"I'm not getting into this with you right now, Wolf. I asked Brawn to leave for a personal reason", Prowl said.

"I don't think your so called personal reason is of great importance like you're making it sound, Prowl. I'm busy and don't want you around right now. I asked Brawn to help me. So, he's staying and you're leaving right now", I said.