I found myself in the same familiar car that I was in that fateful night. My parents were in the front while I was behind them. My mom was talking to dad about directions to the Empire State Building. We were touring New York that day and the very last thing I wanted to do was see the view of the city from the Empire State Building.
"Honey, calm down. I know which way I'm going." My dad reassured my mom, who rolled her eyes in amusement.
"Are you sure about that? 'Cuz, last time I looked, you had no clue where the community pool was." I said. It was true. We had been living in New Jersey for about a month or so and my dad still had no idea where the community pool was. I had been giving him a hard time ever since.
"Jeremy, why didn't you ask for directions? Or better yet, bring the GPS?" Mom asked. I shook my head in amusement at their antics. Nothing was going to get them to shut up so I decided to get some sleep. As I closed my eyes, I didn't realize that that was the last time I was going to see my parents.
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3rd POV
There was an accident on 33rd Street in NYC. Ambulance and police lights were flashing. They had all gotten the same call: a blue Nissan Ultima crashed into a police cruiser and ran into a light post, having it fall onto the vehicle. The two adults in the front were killed and the girl in the back seat barely had an injuries. She had been asleep so her body was relaxed. But she was pinned between the pole and the seat and she wasn't breathing. The paramedics frantically tried to get her out, in the ambulance and to the hospital.
"Charlie, get me the AED and the face mask!" one of the paramedics shouted. He then started CPR, praying to God that the teen would stay with him long enough to get treatment. The AED and face mask were brought and after what seemed like forever, the girl gave a wheezing gasp for air. Her body shook as she looked at the wreckage, realized what had happened and screamed.
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Present Day
I gasped for air as I shot up from my position from lying down on my back and felt myself port quickly shut my eyes. Seconds later, I opened my eyes, found myself rematerializing and fell about 5 feet from the floor in the main hanger…where practically all the Autobots were at the moment. As I fell, there was a Thump and I swore I heard a pen drop.
"Damn it!" I cursed quietly. I really didn't want anyone seeing me right now. No one was supposed to know about my third power. So why on God's green earth did I port in front of the Autobots of all people?! I guess I cursed loud enough because Optimus, Ratchet and the other 3 Autobots had turned toward me with their faces in shock and Ratchet was the worst.
"Emily? How did you…But you were in…?" he said bewildered.
I looked up at him nervously and said:
"You weren't supposed to see that."
"How in Primus' name was I NOT supposed to see that?! You were supposed to be in the med bay recovering and you…you… For a human being, what you just did…" he blew up in insanity. Then, Optimus stopped him and spoke up calmly.
"Emily, it seems like we have much to discuss." He lowered his hand for me to climb onto and with the others following us; I was suddenly overcome with nervousness and guilt. This was going to be a long talk.