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Abby POV

Abby leaned against Bee, distracted in her own thoughts. The twins had been put down for a nap, leaving the two to a serene silence. It had felt like forever since the two of them spent any quality time together. Abby had mentioned how she missed his company most days, and how the twins seemed to be missing his company as well.

The scout Autobot made sure he put in as much time as possible for his small, human family, and Abby appreciated the effort he was putting in. It seemed as though everyone was adjusting well to the ordinary life; and Abby noticed that Bee seemed more relaxed, he seemed happier. It made Abby feel great that he was so...relaxed.

"Something wrong?" Abby looked up at the scout Autobot's Holoform with a small smile. Bee smiled back at her.

"Everything's fine," Abby responded quietly. "I'm just distracted."

A slightly mischievous smirk graced Bee's face. "Do tell me what's causing this distraction," he asked, his blue eyes sparkling.

Abby rolled her eyes and scoffed. "I'm not distracted by you, you arrogant Autobot," she laughed. Bee laughed at her, gently nudging her shoulder. Tucking some hair behind her ears, Abby gave an airy chuckle as the comfortable silence overwhelmed them.

"Something's really bothering you, isn't it?" Bee asked, on a more serious note.

Shrugging, trying to appear nonchalant.

"You don't have to be so overprotective," Abby exclaimed. "If I'm distracted, I'm distracted. You don't need to be asking me questions or anything."

Bee wrapped an arm around her shoulders, giving her a gentle hug.

"I can't help but worry," Bee said. "I love you, Abby. I'll always worry for you."

Bee kissed Abby's temple, giving a small smile.

"I understand." Abby frowned. "I'm just thinking. You can't protect me from thinking."

A frown settling on Bee's face, he studied her closely before nodding. Abby looked at him, too. The two kept firm eye contact, trying to read each other's expressions, almost as if they were silently speaking.

Mya POV

Ironhide hadn't visited the green eyed woman in a while. And, while she deeply enjoyed the weapon specialist's visits, she needed a moment to herself.

She had visited the Yeager occasionally, not as frequently as she would have wanted, but enough to know that there were some tensions that didn't need to be there, obviously. But, during those less-than-frequent-visits with Desirée and the others, Mya noticed something she never really paid much attention to before. In some aspects, Desirée and Mya had similar features. The black haired woman wasn't sure if the Witwicky girl had taken any notice, but it took the green eyed woman too long to realize the little similarities.

They had the same shaped eyes; their mouths were almost the same in appearance.

It made Mya wonder if, possibly, she and Desirée were possibly related in some way. Mya grew up in a household as the only child. Her father never married anyone, and made it known that he didn't want any other children. Mya's father never spoke of her mother. It was against some sort of unspoken rule to bring her up.

Even now, in Mya's twenties, going into her thirties almost, not a single word was brought up about the woman who gave birth to her. Her father never mentioned what her mother looked like, if she was still alive, where she was living, if she was in prison. Mya Mae Summers had no idea who her mother could possibly be. Not even her grandparents, her aunts and uncles, even the cousins who were old enough to know who her mother could have been, told her. And that got Mya angry.

Occasionally, a vague hint of Mya's mother was thrown out there. In certain ways, Mya had her mother's hair; Mya was almost as tall as her mother. The hints didn't give the woman much to go by, but it gave her enough to just...imagine what her mother could possibly look like.

And because of those vague descriptions, those little hints, Mya was able to imagine what it would have been like if her mother had stayed and helped her father rase her.

Bumblebee POV

The scout Autobot had spent a lot of time with his femme and Sparklings lately. Abby had voiced her concerns on not seeing Bee enough, and how the Sparklings would want to see more of their father.

And Bee was happy to comply!

If it involved his family, he'd do anything for them.

One thing Bee wished he had done sooner was Sparkbond with Abby. Sparkbonding with her was on his list of things to do with her. They already had twin Sparklings; that was more than enough! While Bee would've been more than happy with one Sparkling, two was an absolute gift!

But Sparkbonding with her was something he felt he needed to do. He wasn't really into the whole marriage thing. While it seemed like a good idea to celebrate the human tradition, Bumblebee didn't really see the need to do it. If Sparkbonding worked on Desirée, and expanded her naturally-short human lifespan, than Sparkbonding with Abby would be more than enough! He didn't need a simple human tradition to show Abby how much he cared for her. If Sparkbonding would, indeed, expand her human life, than it would give them forever to show their love to one another.

He just wasn't sure how she thought of the idea of Sparkbonding.

Abby seemed happy living her natural human lifespan. If she chose to Sparkbond with him, how would she feel if she suddenly lost the ability to age? Wasn't that something all humans looked forward to - aging? Seeing how everything turned out once their lives came to an end? Abby would want to see their Sparklings grow up and maybe have Sparklings of their own.

A heaviness settled on Bee's Spark. He wanted to give Abby forever, but he wasn't sure if she wanted that. He knew he loved her - Alec and Athena wouldn't have existed if they didn't - but he felt insecurities rattle his Spark so violently, it hurt. He loved her unconditionally, and he cursed himself every day for not proceeding with the Sparkbond sooner...then immediately drew back, trying not to beat himself up too badly.

Abby loved him, that much was true. He could see it in her eyes every moment they spent together. In every little thing they did, Bee saw the love that was written all over her.

He just hoped she'd be willing to share that love forever.

QUICKY A/N:

HEY-YO! HERE'S THE LATEST UPDATE. SORRY I DIDN'T UPDATE YESTERDAY - WASN'T FEELING WELL. I'M STILL NOT FEELING TOO GOOD, BUT I DIDN'T WANT TO KEEP YOU GUYS WAITING. I BELIEVE I MENTIONED THIS IN THE LAST UPDATE, BUT I WANTED TO KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS FELT ABOUT HAVING A CH. OR TWO WHERE IT WAS IN THE OTHER CHARACTERS' POV'S. I GOT A KIND REVIEWER WHO SUGGESTED THE NEXT FEW UPDATES BE DONE IN THE FOUR OC'S POV AND THEIR RESPECTIVE AUTOBOT'S POV.

AND SO, I AM DOING JUST THAT.

NO WORRIES, ONCE I FINISH THESE, IT WILL BE BACK TO THE ELITA-1 ARC. I KNOW IT DOESN'T SEEM LIKE THERE'S A LOT OF DRAMA GOING ON BETWEEN DESIRÉE AND ELITA-1, BUT IT'S STILL IN THE (KINDA) BEGINNING STAGES. THE MORE INTENSE DRAMA WILL BE COMING SOON!

ANYWHO, I ALSO GOT SOME KIND REVIEWERS WHO TOLD ME THAT THERE WILL, INDEED, BE A FIFTH TRANSFORMERS MOVIE DONE IN, EITHER, 2016 OR 2017. I THINK I BROUGHT UP THE WHOLE 'FIFTH TRANSFORMERS' THING IN PREVIOUS UPDATES, BUT I MIGHT HAVE FORGOTTEN.

WELL, ENJOY THIS UPDATE. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS THOUGHT!

THE FOUR OC'S ARE NOT MINE (THEY BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTIVE OWNERS). THE TRANSFORMERS MOVIES ARE ALSO NOT MINE. I ONLY OWN MY FILLERS AND MY CHARACTERS.

ENOUGH OF MY RAMBLINGS!

STAY SNAPPY.

THANK YOU, ONE AND ALL.

READ, REVIEW, ENJOY!

YOURS TRULY,

~SMITHY