Disclaimers in previous chapter.
Chapter 2: Present Time
Soundwave was suddenly pulled to reality when he heard his two sons crying in their sleep for their mother.
"Mama!" they both cried out and he felt their pain and moved over to them, thankful that he had soundproofed his room long ago to hide them from Megatron. Although he had joined the Decepticons not long after Starsong's death, he didn't want the children seeing the horrible destruction the Decepticons did and so kept them hidden. He now picked them up.
"Shh," he said soothingly, cuddling them to his chest and rocking them, sending comfort to them through the creator-creation bonds he had with them.
"Daddy, where's Mama?" asked Rumble.
"Mama's coming back, isn't she?" asked Frenzy.
Soundwave gave a sad sigh. Although it had been a good few years since that day, the boys were still hoping their mother would come back and deep in his spark, he hoped so too, although his brain told him she was dead and he just held his sons, doing his best to calm them down.
At the Autobot base, Starsong and Bumblebee were talking with Jack, Miko, and Raf when the femme Autobot suddenly stopped talking and looked around, feeling something faint, yet familiar.
"Starsong, what's wrong?" asked Bumblebee.
"I…I felt something," she said. "What is you?"
He shook his head, realizing she meant if he had sent her any emotion through the brother-sister bond they shared. "Nope," he said.
"Hmm, guess it was, as the humans say, my imagination," she said as she decided to ignore the faint feeling she had felt, but she did wonder why it felt familiar to her. She went to find Ratchet.
The old medic did a medical scan. "Everything's working fine," he said to her. "I don't see anything wrong."
"Then I guess I was just imagining it," she said. "Although, it felt familiar, like I should have recognized it, but I didn't."
Ratchet had no answer for her and she headed out to do her patrol, keeping an eye out for Decepticons as she breezed down the road, her purple and green armor blending into a streak of color as she put the pedal to the metal, bracing herself for anything as she scanned the areas for anything, not knowing that she would soon find out what the faint calls she had felt in her spark were as she drove on.
Hmm, what is Starsong feeling? Find out, next chapter!
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