Three and a half years later…..

Los Angeles….

A man with short brown hair and green eyes entered the bedroom holding a tray with a cup of coffee; the man went over to the bed and slowly placed the tray on the nightstand, before he jumped on the bed waking the person who was sleeping.

"Come on; time to get up," the man said, grabbing the cup of coffee from the nightstand.

The person in bed rolled over and slowly opened her eyes.

"Five more minutes," I whispered.

"No," the man said. "You are gonna be late for work," he said, handing me a cup of coffee.

"Thanks," I said, sitting up in bed and taking the cup from him taking a sip. "I have to take Selena to my parents, before I go to work," I said, looking down at my cup.

"I already took her."

"You did? Sam you are a lifesaver!" I said, kissing him on the cheek.

"I know," he replied smiling. "And please don't do that," he said, getting up from my bed.

"Do what?"

"That…. Kissing," Sam said, wiggling his finger in front of me.

"Oh my God are you afraid of Derek?" I asked laughing.

"Well, let's see; he is jealous like a dog, he is an ex soldier, he is stronger and taller than me; my answer would be: yeah, he scares the crap out of me," Sam said, honestly. "He reminds me a lot of Ironhide."

"Don't be ridiculous, Lennox; Derek is nothing like Ironhide." I said.

"If you say so. Breakfast is on the table," Sam said, walking out of my room and closing the door behind him.

I took a deep breath and look around my room;children's books, toys and clothes were scattered everywhere. A lot has changed since the day my mother and I had that conversation. After crying myself to sleep, I woke up the next morning only to find my parents hurriedly packing.

(Flashbacks starts)

"What are you doing?" I asked, confused walking down the stairs.

"What does it look like?" my mom said, turning to me. "We are packing our stuff."

"I can see that, but why?"

"We have to leave the state," she replied. "You are dead. Remember? We can't risk for you to be seen by your former colleagues or friends," she said. "How will we explain that? And Lockdown will be looking for you."

"And what about Monica and Amy?"

"What about them?"

"They are my best friends; they deserve to know I'm alive."

"No," she said. "It's too risky."

"I don't care," I said. "They are my friends."

My mom took a deep breath; she knew I would not give up easily.

"Alright," she reluctantly agreed. "I will bring them tonight."

(End of flashback)

I don't need to mention that our reunion passed in tears. Now that Monica and Amy knew I was alive, there was one person left I had to see; and you guess who that person was.

(Flashback starts)

"Absolutely not," Spectra said. "Are you insane? Don't you remember that he wanted to offline you?" She said, putting the box with her belongings in the back of the moving truck.

"I remember, but he is the father of my child," I said. "I had to try one last time, or I will regret it for the rest of my life."

"The answer is no," she said, turning to me. "Beside he got back with Chromia."

I felt like someone punched me into a stomach.

"How do you know that?"

"Thundercracker told me. He saw them together."

"And you trust him?"

"Yes."

"Well, I don't."

"Why are you being so unreasonable?" Spectra said, throwing her hands up in the air.

"I'm not unreasonable," I said. "Is it wrong to want to be, with the father of my child?"

"Yes, when the creator of your sparkling wants to offline you."

"I need to talk to him just one more time."

Spectra sigh before she spoke.

"Alright, but I'm coming with you."

(End of flashback)

It took us a couple of days to locate their hideout, and sadly my mother was right. Not only did Ironhide reconcile with Chromia, but my attempts to talk to him end ugly; to the extent that Optimus had to intervene. And when Optimus has to intervene you know the situation is bad, really, really bad. For punishment, Ironhide was sent to brig and I promised myself that this was the last time I beg Ironhide or any other man; from that day on Ironhide was dead to me. The very next morning my parents and I left Chicago and move to New York. As the war between the Autobots and Lockdown continued, we moved from state to state every four to five months to hide our tracks. During our moving from state to state I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl I named Selena. The day Selena was born I promised myself another thing; I would do anything in my power to protect her. A few months after giving birth to Selena, my mom taught me how to defend myself and how to handle weapons. The old Sandra Jones was dead, and the new Sandra Jones was born. Thundercracker regularly visited us and informed us about Lockdown's movements, and during one of his visits I found out Ratchet is dead. Poor Ratchet. He was Lockdown's first victim after our escape; Ratchet's spark was ripped out of his chest when he refused to tell Lockdown Optimus location. But karma is a bitch, and Lockdown was later killed by Optimus. With Lockdown destroyed and Cemetery Wind dissolved and the NEST team restored, the Quintessons gave up and returned to their planet. And we were finally able to stop running. We settled in L.A where I got a job and a place to live with my daughter, and my mom and dad live few streets away from me and Selena. Just in case. As for Sammy well, I ran into him one day when I was returning home from work. We went for coffee and the rest is history, and I have to admit that he was a big help these past few years. That is, until Derek came into my life. Derek was an ex soldier with short dark brown hair and black eyes; he was working out at the gym where I worked out regularly. One day he invited me for a drink and we soon began to date, but for some reason he didn't like Sam. Of course he never told me that, but you could feel the tension between the two of them every time the three of us were in a room together. I looked at the clock on my nightstand.

8:00 am

Time to get up, I thought to myself. I pushed the sheets of me and went to the bathroom to take a shower. As I buttoned my shirt up, I felt two strong arms wrapping around my waist tightly pulling me back. A soft kiss were planted on the left side of my neck.

"When did you arrive?" I asked smiling, covering his hands with mine.

"Five minutes ago; Sam forgot to lock the door," Derek replied, nuzzling his nose against my neck. "You should tell him to be more careful, some stranger could enter the apartment," he said, kissing my neck again.

"Oh, you mean some stranger like you?" I said, playfully.

"Very funny," he said, turning me around and kissing me.

"Sam took Selena to my parent's home; can you bring her back after 5 p.m.? I have to stay longer at work. "

"As much as I wanted to I can't. I have some business to attend."

"Oh really like what?"

"I could tell you, but then I would have to kill you."

"Very funny."

"Let Sam bring her back."

"Sam has a life," I said. "He is not our slave."

"Alright, tell you what…." Derek began. "Let this be the last time Sam brings Selena home, and I'll pull a few strings to receive her in kindergarten."

"Don't you think she is too young for kindergarten?" I asked.

"Nah, it will be good for her; beside she is almost four."

I thought about it for a second. Maybe it would be a good thing for Selena to go to the kindergarten. She could play with other children.

"Alright," I agreed.

"Good, now that we agreed come here," Derek suddenly said, lifting me from the floor and swinging me over his shoulder taking me to the bed.