Pairings : IronWill (squint you might see it), Will/Sarah (sorry), Ironhide/Annabelle (one sided, but I swear its not bad).

Rating : PG-13 (obvious sex)

Disclaimer : Don't Own. Am broke.

Summary : Thunderstorms scare many what does young Annabelle Lennox do when she is scared and how does it make Ironhide jealous?

Chapter Two:

Thunder and Lightning

Ironhide was not adverse to the rain, he liked when Will cleaned him of the mud and grit that got into small crevices that was found abundantly on his truck form. However downpours from the heavens were a different story, his sensors told him that this rain was not like the water squirted out at him from the hose Will used. The water that was falling from the sky was dirty and poisonous. He disliked the way it left streaks on his window shield or made him feel more dirty then clean after drying out in the usual sunset that came after the downpours.

However today he had gotten into the cramped Lennox garage before the downpour had begun. He reminded himself to thank Will for clearing out the garage for him. It was another thing Will had done to apologize for the incident in Las Vegas. They hadn't actually spoken about what had happened as he had said "what happened in Ironhide stayed in Ironhide." It was unspoken understanding that Will felt guilty and he didn't try to stop Will from doing extra tasks for him. He admitted after sometime of fighting the feeling, that he liked Will spending extra time with him. It was something he would never admit out loud.

A large clap of thunder surprised him out of his thoughts. He suddenly realized that he had been "dozing" as the humans called it. He started monitoring the storm apprehensive of the proximity to the house he was now in. He didn't really worry about Will and his wife since they were asleep by the time the storm had begun. However the small child that Will had been talking about non-stop when he had driven him home, was not in her bed. Ironhide began to worry trying to find the heartbeat he had memorized the minute Will had shown so much love for the small smelly creature.

Ironhide was surprised when he felt the small slimy hands against his back door. He turned his optics out to see what it was that was touching him and had gotten through his sensors. It looked like the child Will was so affectionate about, but the heart rate was wrong. It was too fast, her face was covered in wet tracks of tears, and something was flowing easily out of her smelling sensor, the nose. The child looked scared, but Ironhide didn't know what it feared.

Another large clap of thunder highlighted the pale face of the young child. Ironhide quickly did some research on lightning and young children and realized that she was scared of the noise. He wondered why the child had not gone to her parents. Curious he expanded his sensors and suddenly realized the Will and Sarah were not as a sleep as he first suspected. Will's heart rate had increased but not dangerously for his wife's had increased as well. Ironhide knew he shouldn't take too much more interest but against his better judgment he turned on his other sensors. The heat had increased about five degrees in the room, breathing came erratically and Will was mumbling something...

Ironhide suddenly felt a shiver against the outside of the back door and instantly broke all monitoring of the master bedroom. He slowly opened the passenger door and lowered himself slightly so that the small child could climb inside of him. He closed the door behind her. He concentrated on only monitoring her body heat and heart rate, he tried to ignore the increasing amount of confusing feelings that had surfaced as he had listened in on Will and his wife.

The child lay down sighing happily, rubbing her small body against his leather. If Ironhide could he would have closed his eyes trying to hide the increasing feeling and the sigh that wanted to surface as her skin rubbed against him. He should not be using Will's daughter's innocent stimulation to pleasure himself but he was too tightly wound to forget how Will's skin had felt in the same place. How he had watched as Will had drunkenly rubbed against his upholstery wantonly. Ironhide let out a silent sigh as he tried to relax and let the storm pass both outside and within his own sensors.