I lifted myself off the chair and stumbled up the stairs. Usually I would walk into the bathroom, brush, change and sleep in my room.

But tonight I crawled into his bed. In the clothes I was wearing and I cried myself to sleep.

But not even sleep was my sanctuary.

All night my dreams were of the promises dad made.

'I'll always be there for you.'
'I'll never hurt you.'
'I'll protect you till the end.'

And the unspoken ones;

'I'll made every man you're with uncomfortable, because they will never be good enough for you.'
'I'll walk you down the aisle on your wedding day.'

But after that, my dreams took a change for the worse, and the weird.

I saw robots. Giant intelligent robots. One was silver with a bucket head, and the other was red and blue.

"Optimus." the bucket head greeted. But there was nothing friendly about it.
"Megatron." the other said, he sounded tired and familiar.
"I suppose you would like to know the good news, that is if Hailey hasn't told you the good news yet." bucket head said giving an evil smile.
"Hailey is in a state of shock." The one called Optimus said calmly.
"Oh goody, I get to tell you myself." he paused making sure Optimus was paying attention. "I destroyed your daughters pesky spark once and for all. Her spark was strong willed like yours is. She sacrificed herself for Hailey. You should be proud." Bucket head explained.
"No..." Optimus said, show only a brief moment of pain.
"Oh yes Optimus. One down, one to go."
"You stay away from her!" Optimus yelled slamming bucket head into a wall.
"Losing your temper Optimus? HA! That is rich. You do care about your little girls. Let me tell you this, I won't rest till I have taken your last daughter. Till I have taken everything you care about deeply."

The two bots started fighting full on. It looked like a fight to the death. Almost like their shadows I saw two full grown men fighting.

I could almost make then out, but suddenly a sword stabbed through my chest and I looked up at the face. A skinny man with a cruel smile.

In short I woke up sobbing. It was dark out side, but it wouldn't be for long summer was quickly approaching. I felt such an ache in my heart I though it would swallow me whole, leaving nothing by an empty case of who I used to be.

I picked up my phone about to phone Lyra when I noticed Cliff texted me back hours ago.

'You'd be surprised. Some of the questions I've heard-heck some of the questions I've asked- are pretty stupid.
-Cliff'

Before I could stop myself I texted him back wiping the tears from my eyes.

'I miss my daddy so much it hurts. And I'm scared.
-Carly'

I had never felt so many emotions rolling around inside of me. Grief for my dad. Regret for the text. Fear of the nightmare. And loneliness. The loneliness hurt the most. It ate at me.

I hugged my knees, out of grief and regret. I hoped he would reply, but I would never admit that to anyone. I had just gotten a kleanex to blow my nose when my phone vibrated.

'What happened?
-Cliff'

'I just had a bad dream. Sorry I bothered you.
-Carly'

'You didn't bother me.
-Cliff'

'You're just saying that.
-Carly'

Cliffjumper's POV;

But I didn't just say that. It was a welcome change from Arcee's abuse, Bulkheads butt, Bee's chirps, Optimus's Primeness, Rachets...doctorness...and Lyrazone's absence.

'No I didn't, I texted it.
-Cliff'

And yeah, I do enjoy being a smart ass sometimes.

"Cliffjumper could I talk to you for a moment?" Ratchet asked. I mentally groaned.
"Yeah Rachet?"
"How do you know the organic?"
"Really Rachet, everyone knows Lyrazone, I don't think she's actually much of a organic anymore either."
"You know who I mean."
"I was driving around and she didn't look so good so checked up on her."
"Your suppose to be keeping a low profile! Cliffjumper, her life is infinity more complicated then you could even begin to imagine! If you don't want to hurt her, stay away from her."
"I wouldn't hurt her!"
"I don't mean you."
"Why does Lyrazone get to hang out with her then?"
"She doesn't emit a signal in her human form."
"Why are you trying to protect this girl, and who are you trying to protect her from?"
"It's a long story."
"We've got eons Rachet."
"It's not my story to tell."
"Then who's is it?"
"I can't say."
"You can't, or you won't."
"I won't."