Carly's POV;
"So he's really gone." Lyra mumbled lying on the bed beside me. "I'm so sorry Carly."
"Thanks." was all I could mumble in response.
"Want to do something to get it off your mind?"
"I have to plan the funeral first. Which should be easy enough, he has a plot, I'll invite a few people, then say a few words after I put him in the ground."
"Then I'll help you. What's first?"
"I have to talk to he doctor who was on call and pronounced him first."
"I'll drive."
Cliffjumper's POV;
"Hey, Cliffjumper, could you do me a favor?" Rachet asked.
"Depends."
"I need your holoform to pretend to be a patient at a small hospital in San Francisco, California."
I was actually taken by surprise by the request. What was he up too?
"I thought we were supposed to be keeping a low profile." I said cautiously.
"This is an important exception."
"What is it?"
"You don't need to know. Yet."
"What are you hiding?"
"Not important right now. Here's how I want this to work..."
Caly's POV;
I don't know how anyone could work in a hospital. They were filled with sick people, dying people, and delusional people. In short I really don't like hospitals.
"Excuse me, we're here to see a Doctor Rachet." I said looking at the nurse who was finishing typing something on the computer."
"Uh-huh. Follow her." she mumbled pointing the nurse who just walked into the room.
"Hi girls." she said giving is a sunny smile. "This way please."
The hallways were simple enough, but I didn't really pay attention. Each step made the situation even more real.
The nurse was making ideal chit chat and I didn't realize that I stopped walking until Lyra grasped my hand giving it a small squeeze I nodded and continued on.
"Here it is." she said opening the door. "Whoops, I'm sorry doctor, I didn't know that you were seeing a patient right now."
"Thats alright, we were just finished."
"Thanks doc." the boy smirked at him.
I gawked for a moment. It was the same guy from before. But I quickly regained composure.
"Oh, hey Carly. I see you haven't texted me yet." he paused, his voice now serious. "How are you doing, by the way?"
"Fine." I mumbled looking down.
"Good-bye, Cliff." the doctor coughed.
"Yeah, yeah, bye doc."
"Come in girls." he said ushering us in."I'm very sorry again for your loss."
"Thanks."
"You look like you're holding up well." he commented.
"Looks can be deceiving." I said smiling sadly.
"This was all we could find of your father. We had to turn it into ash." he said handing me the bag.
"So, is this all what you are found here? Handing us her dad?" Lyra asked.
"Pretty much. But if you need any help with the funeral, or want to ask me anything, feel free."
"I have everything under control, thank you though." I said getting up.
We walked out of the room when Lyra paused.
"I need to talk to the doctor." she said slowly.
"Uh, okay, you want me to come with you, or do you want me to wait in the car?"
"Just wait in the car."
Lyra's POV;
I stepped back into the room when I saw Carly round the corner.
"Rachet? What the heck are you doing in California?" I demanded closing the door behind me.
"I would have though you of all people would have figured it out by now, Lyra."
"Figured what out?"
"Who did Carly's father remind you of?"
"I guess he made me think a little of..." I paused raising my eyebrow. "Really, heis Carly's father?"
"Yes."
"Why wound he do this to her? His death has crushed her."
"He feared that if he stayed with her any longer the Decepticon's would figure out who she was and she would be killed or worse."
"Okay." I started to smirk. "Ha! This is so out of character for him. It's almost refreshing actually." I said laughing lightly.
"I think you should go rejoin your friend now. She will need your help to get through this."
"Yes, she acts tough, but this..."