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Chapter Three:Confronting Mom

**At NEST Base**

As Optimus walked back to the hanger, he deactivated his holofrom and transformed into his bi-pedal mode. Mearing and Lennox were standing by him.

"So. What do you think?"

Even though Lennox was trying to hide the hopeful tone in his voice, a little seeped through. But Mearing didn't really care and smirked just a little.

"She learns quick. The background check came out clean."

She pursed her lips a little.

"I approve."

That shocked Lennox. He figured Eva did a good job, but the fact that Mearing had nothing bad to say surprised him. Quickly shaking it off, he turned to look at the big bot.

"Optimus."

The Autobot leader crouched down so he could look the two humans in the eye (more or less).

"I agree with the Director. Evangelina seems trust worthy, and would not tell anyone about us."

Lennox nodded, think that was all he needed, and turned to go tell the men when Optimus stopped him.

"But it is not all my decision. I must talk to Ratchet first."

The colonel sighed but nodded. Even though the three of them agreed that Eva was perfect, it was ultimately up to Ratchet. After all, he was who had to work with her.

"Okay."

Optimus nodded, standing up.

"I will inform you of what he says."

Getting a nodded from both of them, he turned towards the Med-Bay. Silently, he prayed to Primus for the best. Even though the old medic was a friend of the Primes, no one wanted to be on the receiving end of his anger. Especially if had to do with an new human medic.

**Marcus' House**

As I rang the door bell, I couldn't help the grin forming on my face. Something told me that my interview went well. And the fact that Optimus had asked me what I saw like he already knew and didn't seem mad. And he's going to try and get me the job! If I was a teenage girl, I would've jumped up and down squealing. But I'm not. I'm a grown woman. So I'll settle grinning like and idiot.

When Marcus opened the door and saw my grin, he started laughing.

"So you got the job?"

He stepped aside so I could walk in. As I did, I shook my head.

"No, but I have a good feeling."

Shaking his head, he laughed and draped his arm over my shoulder. We walked towards his kitchen when he tried to warn me about something.

"Eva. You should no that-"

He was cut off by some one from in the kitchen walking out.

"Oh! Evangelina, you're back!"

"Mom came over..."

He finished, a little more quiet so that only I heard him. It didn't matter. I already felt my blood starting to boil. My Mom was one of those people who dyed her hair so she looked younger. It was dyed the same brown as Marcus. Her eyes were a deep blue that neither of us had.

"Hey Mom."

I gave her a tight-lipped smile as she hugged me. As she pulled back, she held me at arm's length and gave me a look. A confused look.

"Earlier today I went by your work to say hi, but they told me you had the day off."

Oh shit! I internally groaned.

"Then, when I went to your house, you weren't there. Finally, I come here to see Marcus watching Eric and saying you were out."

The tone of her voice was questioning and almost accusing. Luckily for me, Eric ran in at the moment.

"Mommy!"

I grinned and picked him up, swinging him in a circle and rubbed noses with him.

"Hi baby boy."

"How'd it go?"

Yes, he knew about the interview, to a certain degree. And I was glad he asked me how it went. Just not in front of Mom. The look she gave me told me she wanted to hear more. Great. I internally sighed.

"It went pretty well. Now, how about we head home for dinner?"

Immediately his head bobbed up and down. Turning to Mom, I asked.

"Would you like to come for dinner?"

When she nodded, I looked at Marcus. He gave me a reassuring smile, knowing I was awaiting a questioning later.

"Bye sis."

He kissed me gently on the cheek as I smiled.

"Bye."

The walk back to my apartment was quiet, and as soon as we got there I was desperate to keep it that way. Thankfully Eric wanted to play with Mom, so I could make dinner in peace. Dinner was filled with light conversation, but before I knew it I was putting Eric to bed.

"Mommy?"

He asked sleepily with eyes closed as I pulled the covers up to his chin.

"Yes?"

My voice was quiet and soft.

"Did you get the job?"

Sighing, I leaned down and kissed his forehead.

"I don't know. Now go to sleep."

He nodded slightly, and by the time I closed his door he was a sleep. Sighing yet again, I prepared myself for what was to come. Mom sat at one of the chairs in the living room. I sat in one across from her.

"So..."

"What did Eric mean with how did it go?"

Right to the point type of person. Yup, that was Mom. Sighing, I ran my fingers through my hair.

"I had a job interview today. That's why I wasn't at work and the house."

At hearing this, Mom's eyes lit. I kinda already knew what she was going to say next.

"You finally applied at a hospital? Oh sweetie, I'm so happy. Now I don't have to-"

"I applied as an Army Medic."

I cut her off, my voice mono-tone. My face matched it.

"Oh."

She seemed shocked that I said that. Gee, I wonder why?

"Something wrong Mom. You do remember a month ago when I sent out that application?"

My voice was now mocking, and I'm pretty sure she caught on.

"The only reason it wouldn't have gotten to the military yet was if some one sabotaged it."

"Evangelina, I'm sor-"

The look I gave her made her stop. She looked at me with pure guilt, and I'm not ashamed to say I wasn't the least bit sorry. She deserved what was coming.

"No. You're not sorry."

My face was cold and hard, matching my feeling at the moment.

"If you were sorry, you would've written a new resume and mailed it. Or, better yet, wouldn't have sabotaged me in the first place!"

As I continued, my voice rose ever so slightly. By the time I was done, Mom was staring at me shocked. But slowly, her face hardened as well.

"I did it to protect you."

A slightly cruel laugh left from my lips.

"Ha! That's rich. Protect me from what?"

Her eyes narrowed at that.

"From what happened to your father happening to you."

Immediately I glared at her. How could she say that?

"Dad's job isn't the reason he's gone."

Getting up, I walked over to the picture of him and I when I was little. We were both smiling and I was on his shoulders. It was one of our monthly Daddy Daughter Day's and Mom took the picture just before we left. While I was looking at it, my face was soft, but when I thought about what happened to him, it hardened again. Turning around, my face was filled with pure hatred.

"You're the reason he's gone."

Mom scoffed, standing up and walking over to me.

"Me. Because of his job he got shot! There was no saving him."

"Yes there was! But you insisted on pulling the plug!"

I shouted in her face, letting all my anger at her from the letter and Dad's final moment pour into my voice.

"Because of you, the person I cared most about in my life is gone. And I am never going to be able to forgive you for that!"

Her eyes widened as I yelled the finally part. Panting, I pointed towards the door.

"Leave."

She opened her mouth to say something, but stopped. Walking towards the hall, she gave me a final look, saying

"I'm sorry."

Before walking towards the door. Only when I heard it slam shut did I fall to the ground. I didn't realize I was shaking till a soft voice.

"Mommy, are you all right?"

Looking up, I saw Eric standing there. In his arms was his little teddy bear he slept with. I tried to give my best smile, but shook my head when I failed.

"Yeah... Me and your grandma just weren't getting along."

He looked at me confused for a bit before grabbing my hand and trying to pull me up. I laughed a little but stood up. As soon as I did, he lead me to my bed room. Pulling back the covers, he let me climb in then came into. Holding his teddy bear close to his chest, he curled up beside me.

"Night Mommy."

"Night baby boy."

Kissing his forehead, I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. What would I do with out you.

**NEST Base Med-bay**

"Ratchet."

Optimus called as he walked into the med-bay. The grumpy medic looked up from what he was doing and at his friend.

"Yes Prime?"

For once, he didn't sound like he was in that bad of a mood. But the Prime new that could all change when he said what he had to say.

"Can I speak with you for a moment?"

Ratchet looked at what he was doing then back to Optimus before sighing.

"Of course."

The two of them sat down on one of the berths so that they were facing each other. Using his scanners, Optimus check to make sure all wrenches were not withing an arms distance.

"You recall that Lennox and his men have asked for a human medic?"

The medic gave a slow and reluctant nod.

"Yes. Very annoying little squishies."

Optimus winced slightly. Yes, the Autobots were allies with the humans. But some of them found it more difficult accepting their new allies than others. On some cases, Ratchet included in that group.

"Well, today they had a girl come in for an interview. We all approved of her, but want your go ahead."

He explained slowly. The medic's eye's narrowed.

"Another one? I though after the last one we agreed no more."

He voice is displeasure.

"None of the others ever actually pay attention when I train them! What makes you think she will?"

Sighing, Optimus pinched the bridge of his nose in a very human action.

"Rachet, she has just been out of school for a couple of months. And from what I understand, Epps and Lennox suggested her without her even sending in a résumé. Please, just give her a chance."

Ratchet looked at his old friend sternly for a minute before letting out his own sigh. In his processors, he couldn't believe he was even doing this.

"Fine. I will give her one month. If she isn't like the rest and I can tolerate her, she stays. If not, she goes."

Nodding, Optimus stood up and made his way to exit the med-bay doors. But before he did, he turned back and gave the medic a small smile.

"One more thing Ratchet. Her name is Evangelina and she was there in Chicago too."

Turing around, he walked out, satisfied with the medic's surprised look.