Words could not describe how the femme was feeling at that very moment. In fact, she couldn't even tell what she was feeling at all. Was it betrayal? Or perhaps it was that she was far too afraid to confess who she truly was; be considered as a traitor to the Autobot cause for the rest of her existence. She couldn't speak at all which brought an unnerving silence in the room. Her form remained stiff as she remained sat down on the metal chair, surrounded by Optima, Megatrona and a group of Autobot followers who happened to be armed. If she was to make a move, then she was sure dead. With being unarmed and especially with the distance between them, it was suicide! One shot would be sure to kill her if the gun was aimed at the correct position let alone the few that were prepared to extinguish the very life from her body. It was time to begin the interrogation.

"Now… Would you care to cooperate and tell us what Megatron is after?" asked Optima in a soft yet stern voice. After receiving news from the spies that had remained aboard the ship that they weren't able to find the human, the motherly bot had presumed that she was dead, just like any other being that came cross Megatron's path. A fiery rage grew within her that she managed to hold back, one that held grief and revenge. However, she couldn't let her judgement get in the way of her leadership skills. She had to remain strong for the team's sake of survival in the seemingly never ending war.
Mia listened closely to the question, a tugging urge that felt like her spark was being torn apart. Her hands closed tightly together, her denta grinding in order to stop them from clattering together from her body trembling from emotions. The pain of not being able to be brave was hard to endure. Mia was suffering through it all, despite the fact that she did not deserve it.
The silence grew as the pause for an answer widened. An impatient Autobot by the name of Sideswipe slammed his hands down onto the arm rests, startling the poor femme. The mech towered over her, forcing her to shrug down into the chair to make some distance between where their faceplates met.

"Answer the damn question!" He yelled out in her face, causing Megatrona to pull him back before he did anything too hasty. Sideswipe backed down for the time being, daggers shooting from his aqua eyes to the former human who he was so friendly with at one point.

Mia couldn't take the pressure any longer. All the shouting and the accusations. It made her feel as if she was the bad guy in the situation. She had never done anything to hurt them. The light within her optics that resembled fear began to fade, only just a glimpse of a subtle glow emanating from them
"N-No…" She whispered out her response, a peak interest growing within her captures.

"No?" Retorted Sunstreaker, poking the femme with the barrel of his gun just lightly although enough to make her body sway to the side.
"You have a lot of guts to reject the question, especially in this situation. Either that or you don't have the processor to show that you don't stand any chance…"

That was it…

Mia didn't hesitate anymore. If she was going to die for what she was about to do. So be it. She had faced a similar lifestyle years ago, one that she had thought that she had escaped from. Turns out that that wasn't the case. Life had simply thrown her back into the choice of to either fight or flight; to either die where she stood or survive to see another day.

With force, she stood up, over towering the majority of the mechs that surrounded her. The only ones that made it up to her height was the two femme leaders but even then, she was too frustrated to feel anything else.

"You really think that I want to talk! I knew if you saw me in this form you would freak out, think that I have changed. That's why I never spoke once! That's why I didn't return!" She shakily screamed out, her voice lowering every so often from the fact that she didn't want to yell out of frustration at them, her family. Especially with Optima and Sunstreaker, they all stared at the Decepticon seeker with widened optics, almost in a trance of attempting to find out what's reality and what isn't.

That voice. The emotions.

All that searching for the human and they had only just taken in consideration that she was right under their noses this entire time.

"But look where that has brought me…"

Her helm and her wings lowered simultaneously. Her body gradually relaxed the more that she calmed down.
"I don't care anymore. If you want to shoot me where I stand. Go ahead… It's not like anyone would miss me…"

The silence continued on afterwards, almost as if each and every member that surrounded her was at a loss for words. Out of everyone, Optima was the one to advance her. The femme took a glance up to see it was her that was approaching her, her optics closing the moment that Optima stopped and raised her servo.

Mia flinched.

However, what she expected to happen was far from what actually happened. The servo that was raised made contact to the femme's helm, however it was only a mere gentle pat. The shock made Mia's optics widen straight up. Was she, the person that took her in forgiving her?
It all made sense within seconds of questioning the motives of her mother after her arms swung around the femme, pulling her into a tight embrace.

"Now why would I kill you? I'm thrilled and relieved that you are alive. We were worried about you; you know?" She said, a wide smile spreading across her faceplate whilst tears grew in her optics. Optima didn't even care what forms she was in, she was alive and well and that was all that she cared about.

"It's good to have you back."

Once again, Mia was left speechless; in shock even. Her words began trapped into her throat by the constant need to let out every emotion that filled her spark. Her optics shut tightly as she embraced the hug that was given however when she opened them again, the strange phenomena happened. They knew that she femmes left optic was red, but now it returned back to his normal colour, a beautiful shade of aqua blue. She wasn't afraid no more.

The moment that the hug was detached, Sunstreaker placed away his weapon, wrapping his arm around the Mia's shoulder. It seemed that despite what had just happened, they were back to being good friends and that the whole confusion didn't ever happen. Perhaps he had the right idea.
"Anyway, now that that's all sorted. How about telling us what Megatron has been up to?" He asked.

"He's planning on making an army by turning humans into Cybertronians. In fact, they've been doing so for some time and they're not going to stop anytime soon unless we do something about it…As the first, I was merely a diversion for an ambush…" She explained, her voice gradually lowering the more that she spoke. She couldn't get over the fact that she simply fell into the Decepticons leader's hands, willing to get used for his plans.

"But who is the next human that he will be going after?" Questioned Sideswipe with curiosity and even Mia had to admit that it was a good question. She hadn't been notified about anyone else that he would be after and it truly brought quite the predicament.

"I don't know… We may have to look into…"
Mia stopped her sentence abruptly as a though provoked all her thoughts. Within just moment, she knew what Megatron was planning and she didn't like it one bit.

"We need to get going. Now…"