Disclaimer: Same as first chapter. Don't own.
Author's Note: Hey it's me. And let's just say this weekend looks beautiful and I might get some things DONE…Like the rest of this chapter…Throwing the trash away…Finally throwing the trash away…Maybe moving rooms to stay with another girl I KNOW from BMT whose on X-ray as well…since her roommate is gone and mine is about to leave…I will probably do that tomorrow with her agreement. She wanted me to move in like a week ago but I was stubborn and said no I was fine….Now I think I'll be doing the weird move from room-to-room thing because she's literally like…the door over in the hall…same wall as mine…XD
Shout-out: Oh good golly miss molly… This story has SO MANY PEOPLE reading it…and reviewing and I can't FATHOM why… *glances at story again* Actually, I think it's because One) People don't have much to read and Two) I'm not that BAD of a writer… *chuckles*
Music: Devil Inside by Utada Hikaru. (I don't know what that's from or WHY I even have it but hey I do and it's not THAT bad of a song)
Chapter Eight Unaccounted For
I was dreaming again, and this time I wasn't dead. I knew that. So why was I here? It looked different though. Everything was burnt and it was raining ashes like on Silent Hill. I could still feel terrible heat buffeting me and I felt trapped as I walked towards the now blackened tree where Jazz was waiting as usual. He didn't seem to realize his surroundings were a little morbid. I swallowed nervously, reaching up to touch him but he shifted suddenly.
"Wouldn't do that if I were you…I am made of metal…I could be extremely hot to the touch," he warned me and I dropped my arm to my side. I still had on Mikeala's borrowed clothes and shoes so I guess that's how I knew I was still alive. "Why are you here again?" He tilted his head slightly to the side," Did you tell them I'm here?"
"Yes...I think they're trying to bring you back," I told him and he gave a slight nod but I knew he was waiting for me to continue," Jazz…you know this guy called Megatron, the one who killed you…He's a spark-eater or something…he ate your spark." Jazz didn't say anything or even move for that matter. I swallowed nervously, wondering why I would even tell him something like that. Was I trying to destroy his hopes of getting back now? What a bitch move. "Look…I don't know much about you guys and I'm not going to because I'm going to accept this deal that I go to college all expenses paid pretty much by the government for my silence on you guys and the world…" He still hadn't moved or said anything. "Jazz?...I'm really sorry…I just…thought you should know…It's why you literally can't move on…"
"I'm going to fade," he murmured so quietly I almost didn't hear him. I frowned, wondering what he meant. "Since I can't move on anywhere…I can't come back…I'll be here…and slowly fade because I'm trapped within Megatron…" He left out what sounded like a false laugh. "And here I was just hoping…thinking there was a plan for me…and nothing…There's nothing for me anymore…"
"No," I insisted," There IS hope for you…Don't give up Jazz…not yet. There are still avenues to explore…I'm sure they can do it." I didn't want him to fade away into nothing. This was a new and weird experience and I felt like I had to save him now. There had to be a way. "Maybe…maybe they just need to get your spark back from Megatron's." I murmured, tilting my head slightly to the side in consideration. Jazz turned to finally look at me, with curiosity. "I mean sure…the spark is like this energy right, and each and every one of them is extremely unique to yours…and from what I understand of this Megatron guy and consuming these things…he combines them with his…but it can't be a perfect fusion after all right? I mean…there's still YOU inside that spark somewhere…and since you were the LAST one to be eaten, and not that long ago…maybe you're still very separate from him…"
"…I'm not sure if that can be done…You're talking about Megatron here," Jazz pointed out to me but I didn't really know who that was so it didn't really matter much to me. "I mean…getting him to just open his chassis so you can pick out my spark from the handful in there still…plus his own… I mean…What if my spark is tainted?" He asked, and I caught a tint of fear in that statement," What if it makes me evil like him?" He shook his head," No. I couldn't do that. I can't…I should just fade…Give up now…"
"NO!" I shouted at him, getting him to look back at me," You can't GIVE up, Jazz…that's what Megatron wants you to do…He doesn't think you can come back…but I DO. I believe in you…Someone will think of something I'm sure…It can happen." I stared at him with hope in my eyes and determination in my mind. Jazz had to come back, he really seemed like he deserved it after all. I felt something brush my shoulder and frowned slightly, then realized it was my actual body being slowly shaken awake by someone. I waved quickly at Jazz. "Do NOT give up, Jazz…keep fighting…I'll bring this up to someone else and they'll FIGURE something out for you alright." I hissed at him and he didn't move, "Jazz, promise ME you won't give up…not yet…"
"I promise," he murmured, sounding very weak and very terrified suddenly. I sighed before allowing myself to wake up to Mikaela hovering over me.
"Sorry…you were kind of moaning in your sleep and trashing around…looked like you were having some kind of nightmare," she murmured, trying to be comforting. I squinted at my surroundings.
"What time is it?" I questioned and she checked her cell-phone.
"It's like 3 in the morning," she replied and I squinted at her.
"Did I wake you up?" I asked and she shook her head.
"No. You woke up Leo who banged on my door to get me to come check on you…I don't really sleep much right now," she murmured and stoked my hair before standing up to go," I'll wait outside if you want to get dressed and go for a little stroll or something…" I nodded as she left and got out of the bed to change clothes. The last outfit I had in my duffle-bag that wasn't ruined or dirty was a poofed up black mini skirt with dark purple lace throughout it, my dark purple leggings, with my corset top that actually had some kind of short-sleeve white top under it. The corset top was mostly white as well with dark purple and black lace in it. I found my lace fingerless gloves and put them on as well as my only good pair of ankle leather boot heels that tied up. They were like old school church shoes but with a heel that was rather steep. I put my hair-up into twin pigtails that flopped from beneath my ears to dangle in front of me. I stepped out of my room where Mikaela was leaning against the wall. She looked at me with a strange look on her face.
"What? It's my last outfit," I replied and she gave a slight shrug before heading off and I followed her. I wasn't surprised to find most of the people in the hanger were already awake or had been awake for the previous night. I did get a few second glances but ignored them as Mikaela took me over to Bumblebee and Optimus Prime.
"Good morning," Optimus Prime rumbled to us, seeming to have just gotten up from some kind of quick recharge. Bumblebee played a good morning America clip for us and I gave him a two fingered salute. "We have come to agreements with your government on your future, Miss. Summers. You will be paid full expenses to any college of your choice, though I would highly recommend attending the same one as both Sam and Leo on the off-chance that you are targeted though I doubt that will occur. In exchange for this, much like Leo has been offered, you will remain quiet on anything that relates to us in any manner." I nodded, thinking it still sounded pretty good to me. Mikeala smirked at me before turning to look at Bee who played a clip asking about sleep troubles before she glanced over at me.
"You didn't say what you were dreaming about…Must've been a bad dream," she murmured sympathetically and took my hand to squeeze comfortingly.
"It still doesn't feel like a dream…It's like when I supposedly died," I spoke up and shook my head suddenly," Same place…but it was all burnt down and…felt wrong…Everything about it felt…bad." I murmured, aware that we had two new listeners," I saw him again, Mikaela…and I wish I could understand why I keep meeting him…I just know he's in trouble and needs help…he's alone and scared and he's giving up. That's why it was a bad dream Mikaela… because I was trying to convince him that he didn't have to give up because something was going to happen to make this all better for him. He doesn't believe it though and I don't blame him…But…you should've seen him… I mean…" I shook my head with a little sigh.
"I do find these dreams of yours curious," Optimus Prime suddenly spoke. Both he and Bee were leaning down to be closer to us so as not to be too rude and make us crane our necks to look at them. "You have given us great hopes…but with great hopes comes the risk of crushed spirits…" He trailed off and I think I knew what he meant.
"Look, I don't pretend to know you guys at all…I'm clueless and sometimes its' probably going to be for the best here," I spoke up and knew I had their undivided attentions," I've been told that this Megatron thing eats sparks and consumes them…combining them with his own… But… each spark is like what? Different and solely unique to the individual it came from?" I got a slight nod on this from Bee," Well, I think Jazz's is still pulsing uniquely within Megatron…If you can get it away from Megatron's…I think you could somehow put it back into Jazz…I'm not sure how you'd do that…and Jazz got scared that his spark would be tainted by the evil of Megatron's…but I don't think that's true. If Jazz was a good guy to begin with, then he's going to remain one."
"But how are they supposed to convince Megatron just to open up and pass over Jazz's spark?" Mikaela questioned, sounding confused.
"I don't know…that's for them to figure out…but Optimus, sir…I made Jazz promise me not to give up…but he's fast approaching a turn-about that he can't come back from…" I trailed off, watching Optimus Prime.
"…We will do all in our power to return Jazz back to the way he was," Optimus informed me and nodded," If you'll excuse me, I need to speak with my chief medical officer." He headed off and Bumblebee looked a little torn until Mikaela waved him on. He dashed after Optimus Prime to go meet with whoever they were going after. That's when I saw Leo and Sam coming over with a few officers.
"WE'RE FREE~!" Leo shouted, fisting pumping into the air. A man stopped in front of me.
"You've been enrolled into the same school, so we're dropping you all off at the same place," he informed me and touched his ear piece," You'll be provided with funds to pay for everything…the college, the board and room there…clothes and food of course and your books to get you through it… We've set you up with some general courses that can be manipulated once you get there and speak with guidance counselor. I'm sure these two can give you a tour of the place there…and you'll be staying on campus as well." He gave me a look that informed me I was going to be watched for the rest of my life. I gave Mikaela a quick hug and she waved us on as we went to climb into a car. They were taking us to the airport where we'd take a plane and have another car drop us all off there. I sighed, leaning back into the seat to think about what the future held for me. I was handed a little black card that Leo flashed me a similar one, mouthing 'unlimited spending' at me. I felt my eyebrows raise up, uncertain of how all this would work out…but hey, I could make this work for me. I was going to get an actual education and figure out what I was going to do with my life…things would return to normal.
* * (scene change-time skip a few months into the future) * *
Things had returned to a semblance of normal. The library here had finally been rebuilt and replaced. I was getting involved in psychics and some engineering. I apparently had an aptitude for building and designing things, so I was contemplating architecture among other things. Leo hung out with me but backed off once Miles actually came to visit me because I'd gotten a new phone. We weren't dating officially but we'd discussed it a few times. Miles still wasn't in school, but he'd gotten a job in constructing saying he liked doing things with his hands better. I found this a little ironic but it was nice all the same. I didn't see much of Sam still even though we were on the same campus. Occasionally I'd run into him, and I knew he still did things with the Autobots and stuff because he had that Camaro of his called Bumblebee and he'd take trips out on the weekend and not come back. I also knew he wasn't going home because of Miles.
I'd heard things were getting rough between him and Mikaeala…and I don't think I was too surprised to hear from Miles that Mikaela was sleeping around with other males. I wondered if Sam really knew and not just that his girlfriend was being extremely distant. I mean, I don't know. Leo said his room-mate tended to act like it was Mikalea just needing space. I didn't know how much longer it'd be before Sam eventually found out about it all. Was he going to be devastated? I mean, sure things like this upset people but still. I sighed, tracking myself out of my thoughts as I walked through the campus to the grassy lounge area. Other students were sprawled out on the ground. Some even looked like they were attempting study groups. I was waved at by a few who were even in my class but I wanted to study alone today so I made my way to an empty spot away from everyone else and under the shade of a tree.
I set my side-backpack on the ground, and placed the textbooks I'd been carrying with beside them. Then I carefully sat down with my legs tucked slightly under me but more to the side because I was wearing a long black skirt today with some ankle boots that had a slight heel to them. They were cute because they zipped up on the side but were made to look like they had excess fabric rolled down kind of creating a pirate like effect on them. My skirt wasn't skin tight but had ridges throughout it because it just simply hung down. I had on a red tank-top but you could only see a little of it peeking out around my chest from the front because I had on a sleeve-less over shirt that zipped up in the front to about just below my chest. It had a crested collar neck line and I liked it, in all it was pretty simple. My hair had grown out some more and I was wearing it down around my shoulders in an attempt to appear pretty normal. My skin was still its extreme shade of white though because I wasn't going to tan and wore enough sunscreen to protect me. My sunglasses were propped up onto of my head for when it became too bright outside but I was under the shade of the tree where I could see my study-material and notes with no problems. I fished out a water-bottle and took a swallow before opening my book to where my notes were. I fished out my mp3-player and put in the right ear bud but left the other one out so I could still hear my surroundings.
It wasn't long before I became aware of a high pitched whining sound that was getting louder. I frowned, and glanced over to see other people slowly getting up and staring at something. So I stood up, letting my textbook slide to the ground as I stepped around the tree to look. It was some kind of jet and it was getting really close to us now. My heart-sped up and I quickly shoved everything into my backpack before slinging it around me and running. Others seemed to get the same idea as they screamed and ran. They probably thought it was going to be a plane-crash but I was pretty sure I knew what was about to happen…roughly anyway. The jet transformed just before hitting the ground and started pretty much just blowing stuff up with a creepy laugh I could hear from here. People screamed as some of them were caught in the cross-fire and their bodies seemed to just burst into ashes or something. I ended up tripping and sprawling as the ground near me exploded and I scrambled to get behind an over-turned picnic table. This weekend was getting better and better.
"Come out come out where-ever you are~" The jet thing sang out in a sing-song manner before 'giggling' creepily. "Skywarp just wants to play~" There was silence minus a weird whining noise still. "Alright…you don't want to come out willingly…I'll flush you out by destroying this campus until I FIND YOU!" I had my eyes squeezed tightly shut, praying for something to happen to stop him. The first blast I saw took out half of a building nearest us and I watched as more people screamed and went fleeing. "Ooooh~ This is fun. Come out come out wherever you are~" Another blast took out the remainder of that one dorm and I felt sick as my stomach twisted inside me. People were dying and getting hurt because I still hadn't shown myself…I was pretty sure he knew I was hiding here and was just baiting me to see how long it'd be before he just had to grab me. It was the same Decepticon that had tried to ambush Sunstreaker when I'd first found them. At least this one wasn't Lockdown but this one seemed insane. I could hear and feel the thing walking closer to me through the ground. I wondered if I should just try running. Would he just kill me? Did he want me alive? Would he come after me and stop destroying the campus? I took a deep breath, trying to convince my limbs that they were not made of jelly after all. It wasn't really helping…I couldn't do this. I couldn't…I was going to remain frozen here, unable to act until this thing just crushed me anyways. A second blast was my deciding factor as I forced myself to stand up.
"HEY SKYWARP!" I shouted, briefly amazed that he wasn't even looking towards me. He slowly turned. "COME AND GET ME!" I shouted and took off running away from the campus as fast as I could.
"Awwww, the squishie wants to play a game~" Skywarp said and slowly started walking after me, because his pace ate up ground faster than mine did anyways. Shit shit shit shit SHIT! I took off onto the main road, not liking how open and exposed I was before barreling off road into the woods. This seemed to piss Skywarp off a little bit but he was persistant. "Come here little squishie~ Skywarp wants to hold you~" A blast tore through the ground near me, sending me sprawling again but I quickly scrambled up and made a mad motion to putting out the fire that had eaten part of my skirt. So now one of my legs was exposed from the knee down because this thing came to my ankles. I took off running again, knowing I really just needed an opportunity to hide again…but…wouldn't he just go back to blowing up the campus for fun until I came back out.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!" I managed to shout as I ducked around another tree, the forest here was more thickly put together and Skywarp was having a little trouble getting around. He stopped to merely level the trees and I screamed as I was forced to hit the ground and not die. Trees fell all around me before I could scramble up and keep running.
"Oh it's really simple," Skywarp said with a snicker. I'd decided he was snickering now instead of that creepy giggle from earlier. "The Autobots like keeping human pets, and what's more important to them than a human pet?"
"I'M NOT A PET!" I shouted, seeing the high-way coming up close in front of me. Aw man. My legs were really burning and so were my lungs. I felt like just collapsing right about now.
"oooooh~ So that's why you're not protected…like that Sam boy by Bumblebee…or that Lennox man with his wife and baby by Ironhide…Hmmm…That is there loss," he stated with a weird purr in his voice," Stop running squishie so I can take you back home with me…You can be MY pet…I've never had a pet for very long before…They usually end up dying, but I'm sure we can make your life expectancy longer than theirs." Oh hell no. I shrieked as I rushed into the road and almost got hit by a red pick-up truck. The man slammed on his brakes and began yelling at me. I hurried over to him.
"HELP ME!" I shouted at him and he took in my ragged form before nodding and popping the door open. I scrambled in," Step on it PLEASE!" I yelled at him, as a tree went sailing. The driver shrieked before hitting the gas and we were off. This truck didn't go very fast. Skywarp snarled, finally making it to the road and then he was gone. I let out a sigh of relief until the man screamed and there was an impact that sent me slamming forward into the airbags as the truck flipped upside down. I ended up on the roof which was now the floor because I hadn't buckled in. "ooooh…" I groaned, shifting to move despite the pain that was flooding me. I wasn't going with this decepticon. I valued my life a little too much for that one. There was a weird feeling as the car was suddenly picked up and then shook ever so much so I ended up falling out into the palm of Skywarp. He tossed the car to the side nonchalantly.
"There we go," He purred out before transforming around me. I screamed but was inside a cockpit where straps swirled around me, keeping me in place.
"LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT!" I screamed, despite the fact that he was flying now. I lashed out with my feet which weren't tied up and began kicking him.
"STOP THAT!" His voice filled the cockpit and sounded angry.
"LET ME OUT!" I screamed, flailing around and hitting any and everything I could with my feet and arms. I heard him growl.
"You're more trouble than you're worth," he hissed before flipping upside down. The cockpit opened and I got a good view of a ton of water before my straps let go of me and I was free-falling. I screamed, even though it wasn't the brightest idea before the impact of water almost broke me. Then there was darkness as the water swallowed me whole. The next thing I became aware of was something blowing air roughly into me and pounding on my chest. I hadn't died though, that much was clear so why were they beating on my chest. I coughed, spewing up a crap ton of salt water as I was rolled onto my side. It just kept coming it felt like until I could finally breath.
"Don't worry, you're safe," a voice said as someone wrapped me in some kind of thick blanket. I could see flashing red and white lights…as well as some blue ones. "You're going to go to the hospital alright…You were just drifting in the water and we think the current was bringing you to the shore…but no one knew how long you'd been unconscious for but you weren't breathing anymore…and your heart was slowing down…so we did CPR to get some air into you…" I didn't say anything, realizing that my encounters with near-death experiences had nearly tripled since coming into contact with alien robots. I was hoisted up onto a stretcher and placed into the back of an ambulance where they did their best to get enough information out of me before I let my fatigue pull me back into slumber.
I was having a nightmare now. I knew it. There was a destroyed city around me that I couldn't recognize but I knew what was happening now. Autobots and Decepticons were battling it out around me. I walked by, seeming to be unnoticed until I came across an empty street where a very large robot seemed to lay out as if he were waiting to die now. His face slowly turned towards me and I could see part of his head was collapsed in and sparking. His red optics stayed on me as I came closer.
"Come to gloat tiny human?" He growled out at me and seemed to laugh before making a come hither motion of his claw. "I know what you want…I could take it with me as I pass…and you'd never have him…" I stepped closer, and was plucked up and dropped near his chassis. There was a weird hissing sound before it slowly slid open and I could see it. A spark. It pulsed angrily and it was whirling with such frenzy. But something didn't match. It was almost as if this spark was composed of several sparks. My eyes flicked back up to the Decepticons face and he smiled rather predatorily at me. "Yes…I am." It was to my unasked question. I swallowed nervously and pointed at his spark.
"Jazz is in there," I murmured and he gave a small chuckle. "We need him back…Is there a way to take back his spark?"
"…Hmm…Possibly," he replied with a sneer," But I wouldn't help you. HA. I will take him WITH ME!" The Decepticon said before plunging his claws into his own spark. I woke up with a start, sitting straight up despite hands trying to push me back down.
"NO!" I screamed, struggling," NO! YOU CAN'T!" I burst into tears and someone's arms were suddenly around me as my nightmare reeled in my mind at seeing the last hope for Jazz was completely destroyed I let out a sob as whoever was hugging me began rubbing my back comfortingly.
"Shhh….Hey….I don't know what just happened but it was a dream…a bad dream," Sam's voice told me comfortingly and I calmed down enough for him to let me go. I frowned at the government agent standing not that far from us. He didn't look at me as if uncomfortable now. I glanced back at Sam. "So…I leave you alone at college for a weekend…and you let Skywarp wreck it…" He chuckled but it wasn't very humorous. "We do know Skywarp wasn't acting under any direct orders…Apparently that mech will just do whatever suits him in whatever mood he's currently in…" He trailed off, giving me a comforting look," I'm fairly certain he won't come back again…" I sighed, sinking back down onto the pillows. My eyes stung with tears.
"Sam…he killed a bunch of people a-and more were injured…because he came for me…and…I hid…Sam," I said, as the tears rolled down my cheeks," I couldn't…I couldn't get up Sam…I just watched as more people dyed…and he taunted me, Sam… He was going to destroy more if I didn't come out…So…" I sniffled loudly, and was handed a tissue," I thought if I ran far enough from the campus he'd follow me…and he did…but then I began to wonder if I got away and hid again…if he'd just go back and destroy the campus…Sam…he killed a guy who was going to give me a ride away from him…to escape…" Sam took my hands and gave them a light squeeze.
"It isn't your fault…War has casualties…and with Skywarp…from what I understand of him…This was totally random. Completely and there wasn't anything that could've been done about it," Sam insisted, trying to get me to feel better.
"But Sam…it was my fault. I could've prevented it," I insisted, even though there was no way in hell I could've prevented that. Sam sighed, pressing a kiss to my forehead as he got up. My eyes widened in panic and fear and I grabbed his arm, stopping him. He gave me an almost sympathetic look.
"I need to go speak with Bumblebee for a minute…This is an agent from N.E.S.T…he won't let anything happen to you alright?" He wasn't really asking me, but more like implying that I was going to have to wait for him to return regardless. I sighed, knowing I was being a baby before nodding. He flashed me a quick smile that turned into worry as he left the building. I laid back down and glanced over at the agent who still hadn't said anything.
"Thank you," I whispered and he glanced over at me with a little nod of his head. He had a military shave but I could tell he had dark blonde hair. His eyes were an interesting shade of green that seemed to dance in the light. He was very muscular and I could tell he had a weapon on him beneath his jacket. He was dressed like a civilian in a way but I knew he wasn't. He was probably trained to be lethal. "What's your name?" He glanced over at me.
"I'm Agent Remy," He said before going back to looking out the window. I realized he must be keeping visualize contact on Bumblebee and in turn Sam. I took my time looking around the room, realizing I was in a hospital gown and hospital underwear. My clothes were definitely ruined. I glanced at the little table nearest me and spotted my cell phone as well as my wallet…plus a trashbag that my backpack was peeking out of. It must've been super soaked still and I was pretty sure all my paperwork was ruined by now. I wondered if my cell phone worked but considering it was sitting out…they must've tried to fix it. Not sure how a salt bath worked for these things. When it started ringing I was startled but Agent Remy picked it up before offering it to me. I accepted it and was surprised to see the phone read 'Optimus Prime'. I glanced at Agent Remy who gave a little shrug before I answered it.
"Hello?" I asked, feeling confused.
"Ah, So Sam did establish a working connection," Optimus Prime's voice rolled into my ear through the phone," Ms. Summers I wanted to speak with you…This is a secure connection that can't be followed or tracked." I felt like he was trying to reassure me on this now. "I would like to know why you think Skywarp selected you to chase after."
"I think that's pretty obvious," I said, seeming a little startled," Skywarp attacked Sunstreaker and I was with him…and he's probably heard from Rumble and Lockdown about the human that was with Sunstreaker the second time…"
"So…it is safe to assume that they believe you are being watched over by Sunstreaker," Optimus Prime stated in conclusion to my thoughts. Yeah that made perfect sense, except that I wasn't being watched by anyone. "Unfortunately…if Skywarp thinks this is true…then the others might as well…and they may try to come after you again to use you as leverage against us…" I groaned, putting a hand to my face.
"But I wouldn't make very good leverage," I muttered, not realizing I'd said that aloud.
"And what do you mean by that?" Prime's voice cut into my thinking and I felt myself turn red. Oh wow. That would be hard to explain. "All life is precious, Ms. Summers. Even yours."
"Yeah…but what I meant was that I'm not all that important really. I'm just a regular human," I pointed out, realizing that I was very close to having an argument with the leader of the Autobots. That wouldn't be cool, so I decided I probably should watch what came out of my mouth.
"…Ms. Summers," He started and I interrupted.
"You might as well just call me Vivian. It's my name anyways. Ms. Summers makes me sound old," I informed him and there was a slight chuckle from him. It was a pleasant sound really.
"Of course," he said before continuing," Vivian…you are more important to us than you realize…you're connection with Jazz informed us of that much, and I believe you may be the key to bringing him back to us. That makes you fairly treasured to us." Aw, well didn't that make me feel warm and bubbly inside with a giant target labeled on my backside. "As it were…I'm assigning Sunstreaker to watch over you for the time being." I spluttered, about to try to argue. "He's the only one I can risk sending out and not having readily available for a fight…given his current recovery conditions." I paused, and reworked my brain around that one.
"Recovery conditions?" I questioned, not sure if I'd even heard that right," I thought you said he was better?"
"He was…He was engaged in battle not that long ago and his wounds were near fatally…He has stabilized and will be okay to perform sentry duties…but not to fight," Optimus informed me. Oh man, now Sunstreaker was a baby-sitter? I didn't think that would sit very well with him. "Rest and recover. When you're discharged from the hospital, Sunstreaker will be awaiting you. He has his orders, and you will go back to doing whatever it is you would normal do…Good bye Vivian." Then he hung up and I was left to stare at my phone mutely as Sam came back.
"Alright, Bumblebee seems to be highly amused about something and told me to go ask you," Sam said, seeming out of breath. Then he took in my face," What'd I miss?" I glanced over at him and tried to figure out how to speak. It took me a few treis.
"Optimus Prime just called me…and informed me that Sunstreaker is my new babysitter," I told him and then the world pretty much went to hell after that. Sam clapped a hand over his mouth and clutched his side as he began cracking up. It took him some time to explain but apparently the Sunstreaker I'd come into contact wasn't even a tenth of the guy he really was. He was snarky, arrogant, extremely vain, no regard for personal safety, kind of pranks, border-line psychopath with anger issues and to top that off…he apparently hated all things organic. He was a complete narcissist who took great pride in his alt-mode, which I didn't know how much it'd changed but Sam said it had. Apparently Sunstreaker didn't do discreet and he also didn't do the whole sit around and do nothing, so watching me was also punishment for some of the pranks he'd gotten into while confined to base for a while due to his injuries. Sam told me they weren't grave or anything but that Sunstreaker wasn't allowed to engage in combat for another week or two while his systems finished repairing them. I sighed, putting my hands over my face as Sam continued informing me of all the things I'd missed about Sunstreaker since he'd gotten back. Man, what did I do to deserve this?
END NOTE: So I'm posting this chapter up and realizing it PROBABLY doesn't make a whole ton of sense….but all you have to really know is that SUNSTREAKER is being punished is all…and he's healing….and that this should get REALLY interesting…. Tee-hee.
