CHAPTER ONE
A Loooong Flight…
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Meg: I love going on planes. But…I'm afraid.
Emma: Of flying?
Meg: No – of crashing.
Everyone Else: Lol.
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Do you know how long it takes to get from Perth to Detroit, which is in the United States of America?
A slagging long time.
And, I spent an hour and a half of it next to the world's biggest flirt. He just didn't understand the meaning of the word 'no'.
Finally, finally, I'd had enough. I grabbed his collar with my right hand, and shoved my left hand up to his face.
"I'M MARRIED WITH TWO KIDS!!!!" I shouted.
Everyone on the plane stopped what they were doing and stared at me.
I sighed, got up, and changed seats.
The guy let me go.
Smart cookie.
Okay, next thing on my complaint list was the flight attendant. I practically had to wave a red flag around to get her attention. And when she brought me tomato juice instead of orange juice, I wanted to throw the red terror at her and demand my OJ! I didn't, though. I just swapped it with the guy sitting across from me.
I hoped he didn't slag in it.
Oh slag…
Okay, then there was the choice of in-flight movie. Now, I am not Zikya, and snakes don't generally make me feel all warm and cosy inside. Quite the contrary, actually. Plus, we were on a plane.
So why, oh why did they show the movie Snakes On A Plane, starring Samuel L. Jackson?
I wouldn't be surprised if some of these kids never flew again…
I don't know WHY I started thinking about the jet-twins then, but I did, as the snake lunged at the screen just before the ending credits. I looked out the window at the black sky, and thought about them. Their optics, blue and yellow.
The way they looked at my daughter, Shooting Star…
The way they looked at her was like how…
Bumblebee used to look at me when we first met.
When he realised that I was his spark mate.
I sat bolt upright. "NO!!!!" I shouted.
By this time, the passengers were getting pretty used to my mood swings, but a fair few of them gasped when I jumped out of my seat, tearing the seatbelt, grabbed my backpack and stalked off down the aisle towards the bathroom, where I threw open a dimensional gate and jumped in, effectively ending the first part of the flight and starting the second.
Once I was in the air, on my own, I opened up a com-link just between me and the jet-twins, and began screaming at them.
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Jetfire's P.O.V…or was it Jetstorm's?
"Hello?" My brother and I both said at the same time.
"YOU TWO SLAGGING IDIOTS!!!!" We recognized Lady Emma's voice loud and clear alright.
"Uh, hi Emma…" My brother said. "Where are you? It sound windy there…"
"THAT'S NOT THE POINT!!!!" She was screaming angrily at us. "THE POINT IS, YOU TWO SLAGGERS STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER, YOU HEAR ME!!?? HOW THE SLAG CAN YOU TWO BE HER SPARK MATE, SHE'S NOT EVEN THREE YET!!!!"
Oh, so that's what this was about.
My brother and I exchanged a glance, and then I said: "We have no control over this, Emma, we is sorry, but we…"
"SORRY ISN'T GOOD ENOUGH, BUDDY!!!!" She shouted. She sounded really angry.
"We can't…"
"Do anything about it."
She sighed then, and said: "You really can't?"
"No." We replied in unison.
"How do…you feel about her? About my Ryuusei?"
"She is…"
"The most beautiful being ever."
"We want to protect her…"
"For now."
"Until she is old enough to know that we love her."
"You'll wait?" She asked in surprise.
"OF COURSE!!!!" We shouted together. "WE IS NOT SICKOS!!!!"
She didn't answer for awhile – all we could hear was the wind blowing from wherever she was. Then she said: "I believe you, but…promise me one thing, you two."
"Wait," I said quickly. "Can we ask you one thing?"
"Sure."
"You do not mind that…" I began.
"There are two of us, and only one of her?" My brother finished.
She was silent, and then she said: "Uh, hullo!? I'm mated to an Autobot AND a Decepticon!!"
Oh, yeah, that.
"So, what be it…"
"That you wanted to make us promise?"
She sighed softly then. "You two promise to protect Shooting Star…forever, okay?"
"Okay." We said in unison, and that was when the connection was cut out.
A second later, Bumblebee ran in. "Emma's missing!!" He yelled.
"Oh, we just talked to her." My brother informed the stressed out yellow and black Autobot.
"DID SHE SAY WHERE SHE WAS!!!???" Bumblebee fairly screamed.
We shook our heads. "No."
Bumblebee sighed, and slumped down against a wall. In his hand was a letter…
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My dearest Bee,
By the time you get this letter, I will elsewhere. I know, I know, I've done it again, but I really will be coming back this time!
I will bring back the Matrix Of Leaders, so that Optimus can use it to destroy Megatron!
This was the duty entrusted to me by the Primes – I have to do this.
I'm sorry I lied to you about something so important – I guess now we're equal in the lying thing, aren't we?
Tell Shooting Star and Honey Bee that I love them, and that Mamma will be home soon.
Tell Optimus…not to worry. Same with Bianca.
If you must, tell Sentinel it's all his fault. I'm sure he'll appreciate that.
And remember that I love you more then I have ever loved anyone.
Yours faithfully, and with eternal love…
Emma.
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High up in the air, above the night clouds, I began to sob, as I felt Bee's spark break a thousand miles away from where I was right now.
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Meg: If I had wings, I wouldn't be scared of the plane crashing, just like Max and her flock.
Jetfire & Jetstorm: Ooh, Miss. Meg, WE can make you fly safe!!
Meg: Yayz!! *Reaches out hands*
Jetfire & Jetstorm: *Grab onto Meg's hands and pull her into the air with them*
Meg: AIIIYEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
