A/N As I promised here's the next chapter, enjoy. Oh and Happy Valentine's day guys :)

Three and a half years later…

"Selena honey, hurry up; grandma and grandpa are waiting for us in the car," I called my daughter from the bottom of the stairs.

Soon I heard little footsteps upstairs coming my way fast.

"Coming mommy," I heard my daughter say, as she run down the stairs holding a pink bunny in her hands, which Derek gave her two years ago.

"Selena, don't run down the stairs you could trip and fall," I warned her, turning and beginning to walk toward the front door.

"Don't worry mommy, I won't."

And as I predicted she tripped on the last step and fell down.

"SELENA!" I screamed, as I heard her fall down; I run to her, but she was already on her little feet slapping the step with her little hand.

"Bad, bad step," she scolded the step. "I could be hurt because of you," she said, waving her litlle finger finger in front of the step. "Bad step."

Ah yes, this was just one of many "qualities" she inherited from her father, beside black hair and piercing blue eyes. She was also stubborn like her father, proud and prone to outbursts of anger for no reason. Basically, I gave birth to mini Ironhide in a female body.

"Are you finished?" I asked.

"Yes," Selena replied, with a big goofy smile on her face, running towards me.

"Good, now let's go," I said, closing the apartment door behind us.

"What took you so long?" my mother asked me, when I opened the back passenger door so Selena could get in.

"Selena fell down the stairs," I said, as I put on a seat belt on Selena.

"What?! Is she alright?" my mom asked anxiously, turning her head and scanning Selena searching for any kind of injuries.

"Yeah, she is fine," I said, putting on my own seatbelt.

"You should take better care of Selena," my mom said, in a serious tone.

"I looked away from her for a second," I said. "Besides, I warned her not to run down the stairs, but she did not listen to me."

"That's because she is a sparkling and it's your job as a carrier to watch over her," Spectra said."What would have happened if I was not watching you?" She asked.

"I would have all my teeth now," I muttered to myself.

My last comment made my dad chuckle a little.

"SANDRA JONES….!"

"I'm sorry mom. Can we go now?" I said, trying not to laugh.

"Fine," Spectra said, throwing her arms in the air and turning her engine on.

After a half hour drive, we arrived at the Echo Park Lake.

"I'll set up the blanket!" Selena yelled, as I opened the passenger door for her; she grabbed red and white picnic blanket from my mom's hands and ran into the clearing to set it up.

"Thank you Selena," I said, as I took out the baskets from my mom's alt mode and walked up to the blanket. I placed the picnic baskets in the middle; my mom and dad soon joined me and Selena on the blanket.

"Well, this is nice," my mom said, smiling as she looked at us.

"Yeah, it is," I said

"Mommy can I go and play?" Selena asked me, her large blue eyes begging me to say yes.

Every time she would look at me like that she reminded me of Puss from Shrek.

"You may, but stay where I can see you."

"I will mommy," Selena quickly said, rising to her feet and running away to play with other children in the park.

"So is Derek going to join us later?" my dad asked, opening the baskets and pulling out a baguette, cheeses, grapes, pate, mineral water and orange juice.

I shook my head in response.

"No, he is working late," I said, as I plucked a grape off the stem and put it in my mouth.

My dad nodded before he spoke.

"I was hoping that I will meet him today," he said, disappointedly.

"You will dad. Soon, I promise."

My dad gave me a small smile.

"Hm…." my mom said.

"What?!" I asked.

"Nothing, I was just wondering something."

"What?"

"It seems that Derek loves Selena very much."

"And that is a problem, why?" I said confused.

"It's not a problem… "Spectra said. "But, from your stories, he acts like if he was her creator. He gives Selena bath, tucks her in when its bedtime, tells her bed night stories, and fulfills her every wish…."

"So?"

"Human mech rarely accepts someone else's child as their own," she said.

"So, what are you trying to tell me that Derek is in fact Ironhide" I said, beginning to laugh.

"It could be a possibility."

"Don't be ridicules mom," I said, taking another grape into my mouth. "Derek is not Ironhide; he is opposite from Ironhide."

"From Ironhide yes, but you forget Ironhide was once Dion before the war."

I sighed.

"You know mom…. Some parents would be happy for their children to know that their children found a good man or a woman."

"Alright, alright, I will not say another word," Spectra said, raising her hands in surrender.

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Later that day…

After tucking in Selena for the night, I went into the kitchen to make some hot cocoa; when I finished making cocoa, I took the cup and went to the table and sat down.

It was not long when the kitchen door opened and Derek walked into the kitchen carrying a pizza box.

"Hey," I said, giving him a smile.

"Hey, I brought pizza," he said, putting the box on the table and giving me a small kiss on the lips.

"That's very sweet of you, but I'm not hungry," I said, rubbing the back of my neck, tired.

"Do you want me to give you a massage?"

"That would be nice," I said.

Derek came up behind me and brushed my hair to the side and began massaging my shoulders.

"How's that?" He asked.

"Wonderful," I replied, closing my eyes.

"So, how was at the picnic with your parents?"

"Don't ask. You don't want to know"

"Oh, but I do," he said, continuing to massage my shoulders.

"Well, long story short, my mom thinks you are hiding something from me" I said, my eyes still closed.

"Oh," Derek said, briefly stopping with the massage. "Like what?"

"She didn't tell."

Alright, that was clearly a lie, but I couldn't tell him that my mom thinks he is Ironhide. Just the thought of it was disturbing,

"Hm, well then, I will have to meet your mother and prove her that I'm not hiding anything from you," he said, starting to massage me again.

"Derek, you don't have to prove anything to her."

"Maybe, but I want to," he said, kissing my neck gently. "Ready to go to bed?" he asked taking my hand in his.

"Ready," I said, smiling as I allowed him to take me to my bedroom.