A/N: As promised, I removed the Author's Note about why I haven't been updating.
I've read most of the reviews and messages that you guys have responded with and trust me, I'm overloaded with feels... I just haven't gotten around to responding and I'm currently working on that. I just thought I would give you all another update as to what I'm up to (and give you a crappy chapter in the process).
I'm going to St Louis tomorrow morning for medical reasons, and since that is an eight-ten hour drive for me, I will be doing a variety of things, including typing, singing bad road trip songs to annoy my older sister and taking pictures of my transformer toys at random places.(Those pictures will go up on Tumblr whenever I have a decent internet connection if you're interested.) I'll be sorta busy romping around at the zoo- errr, attending doctors appointments, but I'll try to get some chapters up while I can take advantage of the hotel's wi-fi.
I would also like to remind everybody that the "Design a Cover" contest ends March 31st! We need at least one more picture submission, or I'll be spliting the third place prize between 1st and 2nd place. I'll post a journal entry over on the group's DeviantART page April 1st to explain the voting process, so keep a lookout for it~!
On another note, I am terribly sorry for my depressing author's note that will probably prevent some people from reviewing because you can't review twice on the same chapter. *Didn't think about that when I posted it*.
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers Prime, just the random OCs and plot rainbows I barf out.
Chapter 179: The Authoress Is Not Dead
When Marian was jolted awake by the thunderous trembling of the ground beneath her, she had jerked upright thinking that it was an earthquake and was preparing to get Honey to safety. The action had sent blinding jolts of pain through her torso, reminding her of her current situation as kidnapping victim for the mech leaning over her with a curious look on his face plates. She tried to take a deep breath, but the pain prevented her from doing so and she lurched over, clutching the aching spot with both hands in an attempt to make it stop hurting.