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Derek couldn't recall how much time he had spent in the room. It seemed as if hours had passed by in the tiny cubicle that was the waiting room. He drew his knees up to his chest and rested his head upon them. Many thoughts went through his mind as he sat there alone, it was a familiar feeling. Being unwanted by your parents was something that no fourteen year old teenager should feel, so why did he have to sit here and take the heartache? The only member of his small family that had ever shown any love or kindness toward him was his grandpa Mark. Whenever Derek felt utterly and completely alone his grandfather had always told him these words, 'Even if you feel that the world as falling apart before your very eyes, just remember that there will always be someone coming to your rescue'. For a while he believed that but, after the funeral the phrase fell to death ears that never wanted to listen to it again.
The teen was on the verge of sleep when his Social Worker's door creaked open with somewhat of a groan. "Oh, sorry. Did I wake you." Derek sat up and shook his head softly while gazing at the woman with cold steel eyes. "Well, I was coming out here to say that there is someone on their way to come and get you as we speak." Derek furrowed his brows in confusion. He had no family left, so just who in the world was on their way?
As if sensing what the fourteen year old was thinking Audrey spoke up, "His name is Smokescreen, and based on the files I went through, he is your Godfather."
Derek sat up to attention at those words and for the first time all day he spoke, "What?" His voice was horse from the lack of use but the tension in the question could be heard clearly. His grandfather had never said anything about another relative. Maybe he didn't even know, but still, why would this..this stranger, as far as Derek was concerned, want to take him in?
Unfazed by the question Audrey answered to the best of her ability, "It seemed as the he and your father were extremely close during the battle in Chicago. From what I saw in medical attendance records, he was also present when you were born. So as you can see, he must care a great deal to fly from Diego Garcia here to come and get you out of here. Derek please don't be hard on him, from his tone on the phone he was pretty worried when he found out you ended up back here."
The woman stood up to head back into her office but stopped in the doorway, "Oh, and one last detail I forgot. He's an Autobot." With that said she headed into the small office while Derek sat there in shock. This would be good for him. Audrey had no doubt that Smokescreen wouldn't let the boy down.
When the C-17 finally touched down on the landing strip Smokescreen made his way out of the port and onto the highway toward the office. The mech had tracked down the facility through his GPS on the ride here and looked for the quickest route he could find. The sooner he got Derek out of there the better it would be for the teen. For all Smokescreen knew the boy probably didn't even remember him. He was just a sparkling when he was moved in with the Giberts and Smokescreen was more than sure that his memory banks were too small to really get a grasp of the mech.
That didn't matter to the young warrior because he finally had the chance to prove to the others that he was just as mature as the rest of them. They wouldn't see him as some screw up of a mech who didn't take his job seriously. They would see just how much he loved and cared for the boy as if he were his own. And Primus Almighty he adored that kid. Derek wasn't much of a talker but, he used to express himself differently around Smokescreen. No words were needed, not on the day he was born and most certainly not now.
When Smokescreen arrived at the office he emitted his holoform outside and walked toward the glass doors. He thought that his hologram caught his features perfectly. He had black hair with streaks of cyan and silver (based on the scheme of his alt) and electric blue eyes signifying his status as an Autobot. As soon as he walked in the young warrior was hit with a blast of cold air and could practically feel the goosebumps arising on his toned arms. Human skin was so sensitive to these kinds of temperatures it was ridiculous. Before he could take another step the holoform was stopped in his tracks by the sight of a young male curled up on a wore leather couch.
Smokescreen quieted his steps and walked toward the boy. Primus he's grown since there last encounter. Derek wasn't as tall as the average male but he wasn't so short to be considered a dwarf. He was the average females height which was about 170 cm which was about five feet. He must have gotten that trait from his father. Smokescreen remembered the days when he would often tease the man about it but he never really mind.
The holoform slowly sat on the edge of the couch and ran a hand through Derek's pitch black locks. At soon as his hand made contact the boy subconsciously leaned into the touch. The small act brought a grin to Smokescreen's face. Even though he knew he didn't mean to, it was the thought that counted. "Don't worry lil' D, we'll be headin' home soon. Then you won't have to see this place for the rest of your days." The holoform whispered before the main office door opened.
"Ah,Smoke-" The male cut her off by placing his index digit to his lips and gesturing over to the sleeping Derek. She seemed to get the picture at that point and ushered her hand to the office signalling him to enter.
"I'll be back bud." With that the form retracted from Derek and made his way into the small office. Once inside he got straight to the point,"So, what do you need me to sign?" Being the energetic mech that he was Smokescreen was known for his uncanny ability to jump right into things.
"Well for one you'll need to sign a release waiver stating that he will be in your care and number two is a home inspector will be dropping by in about six months or so." The thought of a person coming in and butchering Derek with questions about his home life made Smokescreen shudder. That didn't sit well with him but, it needed to be done in order to keep Derek.
"Alright, is there anything else that I should know about before whisking Derek away from this prison?" Audrey gave him a look of disdain before continuing. "You should know that Derek is extremely quiet. He's been through a lot since his grandfather died and it took it's toll. Don't get angry with him if he doesn't open up right away. It's gonna take some time but I'm sure that you'll be able to get him out of that shell he grew. For some reason after his stay in the Gilbert house hold his shyness just boosted frantically. God knows what went on their."
"If they so much as touched a hair on his head I would personally escort they to the darkest, smallest, most gruesome cell I can find. Believe me." Smokescreen was showing a side that rarely ever came out of him. The only times he did was when his life was threatened or members of him family. And he far as he was concerned Derek was his own now, and no one would dare to harm him.
"That's good to hear. Well, let's get this paperwork filled out and you'll be on your way."
When all was said and done Smokescreen's hand was throbbing. He had never written his name over so many times in his life span. But, it was all worth it, because now Derek was coming home to stay.
While walking out of the office Smokescreen noticed the the male was still peacefully sleeping. He didn't want to wake him so the holoform figured that carrying him would be the best way. The man gently placed a servo under his knees and the other around the small of his back. He slowly stood up to his full height and made sure that the movement didn't wake him. Thankfully, Derek seemed to be a heavy sleeper. "Let's get you home bud." The boy seemed to adjust so that he was closer to the humming of his spark, this once again made a full grin bust out across his features.
Without another word Smokescreen head out to his alt and towards the young male's new home.