He was silent which confirmed my thoughts. "I knew it! I knew you missed Vinnie", I said.
In Chicago, everyone had arrived at the garage safely. Everyone except Throttle and I. Everyone looked around, wondering where we were. "I thought they were behind us", Charley said.
"No, they took off ahead of us. He always was wild growing up", Tredz said.
"Wonder where they went?", Silverdawn asked.
"Probably wanted to be alone to talk about what Vinnie did to her", said Charley.
"That's not what I heard on the way here, Charley-ma'am. They had gone to Vegas to get married. The newlyweds are on their way back now", Modo said.
Silverdawn started crying. "My boy is finally married. I'm so happy", said Silverdawn, still crying.
8 hrs. later, Throttle and I showed up at the scoreboard. We turned on the lights and looked around. "What goes, what stays?", I asked.
"We'll deal with it when we have gotten some decent sleep", Throttle said, yawning. He headed for his room and I followed shortly after.
I was surprised on how clean his room was. He has a Disturbed poster on the wall near the door. A Harley poster on the door after I closed it. He had an impressive stereo system. I walked over to the stereo and went through all his CD's. I found one I liked. I popped it in and pushed play.
Throttle was relaxed on his bed, bobbing his head to the music I chose. "Nice choice, babe. Come sit with me and relax", said Throttle, as he patted the empty spot next to him.
I sat on the edge and took my boots off then put my feet up and scooted up next to my handsome husband. I leaned against him as he put his arm around my shoulder.
"Throttle, do you think I was too hard on Vince?", I asked.
"Yes, I do. You didn't see the look on his face when you told him you didn't want anything more to do with the Van Wham name. I understand that you were adopted, but as long as you were living with Vincent and Serena, you were a Van Wham. I think you owe Vinnie an apology", Throttle said.
He looked down at me and smiled. I was curled up next to him with my tail draped over my lap as well as his lap. He grabbed the extra blanket and covered me with it. "Sweet dreams, my angel", whispered Throttle. Then he kissed the top of my head.
During the night, I was thrashing about on the bed. It was a good thing Throttle was a light sleeper.
He shook me to wake me up. "Wolf, honey. Wake up", Throttle said, still trying to wake me.
Back at the garage, Modo was getting ready to head to the scoreboard. "Where you heading this late at night?", Charley asked.
Modo got startled when Charley walked in. He turned around. "Charley-ma'am, what are you doing up this late?", Modo replied.
"I should ask you the same thing", said Charley.
"I'm heading over to the scoreboard to see if Throttle and Wolf made it back safe", said Modo.
"Your worried about Throttle, aren't you?", Charley asked. Modo nodded.
"Then go find out. If they did make it back safely, call me so I can let his parents know", said Charley.
"I'll let you know either way", Modo sad, getting on his bike.
By the time Modo got to the scoreboard, Throttle had gotten drunk with worry. He had no idea what to do. Modo didn't like to see his friend drinking so heavily.
Shortly after Modo shut off his bike, he walked over to Throttle and took the bottle of JD from him. Throttle was about to protest, but broke down and cried.
Stoker came out of Throttle's room with a few towels. He was going to warm them up again, when he saw Modo sitting with Throttle at the table.
"What's with Throttle?", Stoker asked, warming the towels up again.
"He's drunk. What's with the towels, Stoker?", replied Modo.
"They're for his wife. She's been having nightmare after nightmare since they got back here", said Stoker.
"When did you get here and did you bring Rimfire's body?", Modo asked.
"I got here an hour ago and yes, I brought his body. I'm very sorry, Modo. He was a good kid and an excellent fighter. He died a hero", Stoker said.
"I'll always be proud of my nephew. He fought for a good cause and died for that cause", said Modo.
An hour later, Stoker came out of Throttle's room with a smile on his face. "She's awake if you would like to see her, Throttle", said Stoker.
Throttle looked up and nearly fell over, he was so dizzy. "Maybe after the dizziness goes away, Stoke. I'm just glad she's awake. If her father found out, I'd be a dead mouse", said Throttle.
"I really doubt Vincent would kill you", Stoker said.
"That's not the father I was talking about. Her biological father is the Autobot leader, Optimus Prime. She's a hybrid. Half Cybertronian and half Martian Mouse", Throttle said.
"And Tredz and Silversdawn approve of you being married to a hybrid?", asked Stoker.
"As long as I'm happy, they don't care. And I'm happy with Wolf", said Throttle, standing up.
I came stumbling out of Throttle's room and towards the table he was sitting at with Modo. My equilibrium was off so bad that I had to stop trying to walk.
Being half Cybertronian meant that part of me was metal and circuitry. Similar to Modo's arm. I was able to run a self-diagnostic to correct my equilibrium.
Modo got up from the table and guided me to the table and next to Throttle. I looked at Modo and smiled. "Thanks, Big Fella", I said.
"You're welcome, ma'am", Modo said.
"Please stop calling me ma'am. Wolf will do just fine", I said.
Throttle looked at me. "How you feeling, Angel?", Throttle asked.
"I'll let you know after I'm done recalibrating my equilibrium circuits", I said, running the final diagnostic test.
10 min. later, I was done and did a test run of my equilibrium. I stood up and tried to walk. I was better. "I feel much better. Can't say the same for you, though. I know you got drunk worrying about me", I said.
Throttle lowered his head in shame. "It's nothing to be ashamed of, Throttle. I use to get drunk all the time with Jazz, Sunstreaker and Sideswipe. Then I had the triplets and grew up. My drinking days were over. I don't want you drinking any more, ok", I said.
"Anything for you, love. Modo, get rid of that JD and the other 2 bottles over the sink", said Throttle.
I was shocked at how many bottles of JD he had here. "How did you manage to get your hands on so many bottles of JD without getting yourself turned in?", I asked.
"They were Charley's and Vinnie's. They had constant drinking games. They tried to get Modo and I involved and we declined every time", Throttle said.
"Yep, that sounds like the Lambo Twins and Jazz, too. They were always trying to get Prowl and Ratchet to do the same thing. I joined them once in a while, when I wasn't on duty, that is. What they do in their off time was their business. But they also did it during on duty times, too. Jazz was lucky I didn't throw his aft in the brig for pulling a stunt like that while he was on duty", I said.
"I hate to interrupt, but I need to let Charley know that you 2 made it back safe. Your parents were worried about you, Throttle", Modo said.
Stoker couldn't believe what he heard. "Your parents, Tredz and Silverdawn, are here on Earth?", Stoker asked. Throttle nodded.
Before Stoker opened his mouth to speak, I stopped him. "Last I checked, he didn't take orders from you or your niece, General Carbine. He, Modo and Throttle's parents take orders from the Autobot Leader and my father, Optimus Prime. And when he's not around, they take orders from me. 2IC of the Autobots. Before I forget, you have a letter for me", I said.
Vinnie was glad to be home on Mars again, but he still felt empty inside. He looked out over the horizon wondering if he did the right thing leaving his bros and Charley like he did. "Guess I'll never know", Vinnie said to himself.
Vinnie walked back to his parents and Harley. His father, Vincent Van Wham Sr., looked up at his only son and saw a very different mouse than what he remembered. Vinnie wasn't the same wild man he use to be when he was with Throttle and Modo.
Vinnie sat down next to his father and asked if he did the right thing. "I don't know Vince. From what you told me, your sister severed all ties with us, but you shouldn't have done what you did to her. And I think you owe this Charlene an apology for breaking her heart. I raised you better than that", Vince Sr. said.
"Let's clear this up right now, dad. Wolf is not my sister. She never was my sister", Vinnie said.
"Sister or not, she was family. She became a Van Wham when she came into this family", said Vince Sr.
Back on Earth, Stoker and I got into a physical fight that escalated into an all out brawl. Both Throttle and Modo had gotten in the middle of the brawl. Again, I accidentally hit Throttle, but this time it was my left fist that was colliding with his face. I meant to hit Stoker, but he ducked and I got my husband instead.
I froze and dropped my guard after I accidentally hit Throttle. But this time, he didn't get up.
Stoker turned towards where Throttle sailed to, then turned back to me. "That's why you shouldn't be with him, you freak", Stoker said, pointing at me.
I didn't know if I should lunge at him or turn around and run away, crying. I opted for the latter. I pushed Modo aside and took off. I ended up sitting on the top of the scoreboard.
Many hours later, Modo came up to see if I was alright. "He's right, Modo. I am a freak. I'm a hybrid freak of nature. I don't deserve to be happy and…*sighs*…Throttle deserves someone else. Someone who's not a freak of nature like me. If Throttle does regain consciousness, tell him that I hope he and Charley have a long and happy life together", I said. Then I headed back inside to get my bike and leave.
After I crossed the Illinois state line, I called my father, Optimus, and let him know that I was coming home.
"What's wrong, sweetie? You sound upset", Prime said.
"You have no idea, dad. No idea at all. As soon as I get home, I'll tell you", I said.
"Alright, sweetie. Be careful and I'll see you when you get here", said Optimus.
"I'll be careful, dad. Wolf out", I said.
On my way home to Autobot HQ, I gotta call on my private comm. signal. I was hoping it wasn't Throttle.
"Who dares call me on my private line?", I asked.
"It's just me, Vinnie. I'm an hour behind you. Pull into the next rest stop. We need to talk", Vinnie said.
"What else is there to say, Vince? I said everything I wanted to say to you. Just leave me alone and go back to Mars where you belong", I said. Then I cut the link with him.
Hours later, I got another call on my private line. "Vince, I told you to leave me alone", I said.
"It's not Vinnie. It's Throttle. Wh…", Throttle started. I didn't let him finish. I cut the link with him, then scrambled my private line. The only one I want contacting me is my father, Optimus Prime.
By the time I arrived at Autobot HQ, Prime was just walking out. I pulled up, shut off my bike and took my helmet off. I got off my bike and ran to my father. "Dad!", I yelled, running up to him.
Prime activated his holoform so he could hug me. "It's good to have my baby girl home. I've missed you. The boys missed you, too. In fact, they've learned to use their holoforms and they look just like your friends and husband. Speaking of him. Where is he? He didn't come with you?", Prime asked.
"That's why I came home, dad. I left him. He deserves better than me. According to Stoker, I'm a freak and shouldn't be with Throttle, so I did the only sensible thing. I left without saying good-bye", I said.
"Then he does have bad luck with women. First Carbine, then Charley and now you. I think you may have just pushed your luck", Vinnie said, pulling up.
I turned around and faced him. "You don't get it, do you? Look at me? I'm a freak, according to Stoker", I said.
"I just talked to Throttle 10 min. ago. The guy is crying cause he thinks he did something wrong. Call him, please. He wants you to go back Chicago", said Vinnie.
"No, I won't call him. And I don't want him calling me, either. This is my home. This is where I belong, Vince. Throttle deserves Charley instead of me. She's not a freak like I am. Who would want a hybrid freak of nature like me, any way?", I said.
"Throttle does. He didn't see you as a hybrid freak of nature. His parents didn't either", Vinnie said.
I took my wedding ring off and put it in Vinnie's hand then curled his hand over it. "Take this back to him, Vince. Tell him…*sighs*…tell him that I'm very sorry, but it's better for both of us this way", I said. Then I headed inside the base.
After I was out of sight, Prime, still in his holoform, asked who Stoker is.
"Stoker is the other General that runs the Martian Freedom Fighters. Carbine is his niece and General of the Freedom Fighters", said Vinnie.
Back in Chicago, Throttle was wondering what he did wrong for me to leave. He looked to Modo.
"You did nothing wrong, bro. Stoker is to blame for this. She went to hit him, he ducked and tagged you right in the kisser. She has a mean left hook. It was an accident like last time. Stoker called her a freak and said that she shouldn't be with you. So, she left. Before she left, she wanted me to tell you that she hopes you and Charley have a long and happy life together", Modo said.
"I don't want Charley, Modo. I want the woman who walked out on our marriage. That's the woman I want and I'll do anything to bring her back here. My life isn't complete without her in my arms", Throttle said.
"You won't get that chance, bro", said Vinnie, as he walked in. He held up the wedding ring that I gave him to give back to Throttle.
Throttle saw the ring and knew what it meant. I had really called it quits. "Did she say anything after she gave it to you?", asked Throttle.
"Just that she's sorry and that it's better for both of you this way. What are you going to do now?", Vinnie replied, handing Throttle the wedding ring.
Throttle looked at the ring. "I don't know, Vin. I really don't know", Throttle said, still looking at the ring.
It's been a year and a half since I left Chicago. I get the occasional visits from Modo, Charley and Vinnie. Once in a while Tredz comes with them.
My boys look more Martian mouse than Autobot now.
Today only one lone motorcycle rider came for a visit. It was the least person I expected to show up.
Throttle pulled up and shut his bike off. Then he took his helmet off. "What brings you here, Throttle? Come to see the freak that is me?", I asked.
"You're not a freak. I never saw you as one. Never thought of you as one. All I see in front of me is the woman I still love deeply. Stoker got his tail handed to him over a year ago. Please come back to Chicago with me, babe", Throttle said, holding my hands in his.
I took my hands out of his and reached up to take his field specs off.
I had to see his eyes again before I give him my answer. "I've forgotten how handsome you look without these on", I said, holding up his specs.
"You know I can't see without them, babe. So, will you come back to Chicago with me and be my wife again?", asked Throttle.
"I don't know, Throttle. I'm finally in my kids' lives. I really don't want to leave them again", I said.
"Then I'll move here to be with you and your boys", Throttle said.
"You'd give up the bros and Charley for me?", I asked.
"Yes, I would. You and your boys are what's important to me. Perhaps one day we'll have a child of our own. That's if you'll have me again", said Throttle, putting the ring back on my left hand.
I noticed that he had his on. "I never took mine off after all this time. Deep down, I knew you still loved me as I do you right now", Throttle said.
I put his field specs back on him then wrapped my arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Mom? When are you coming back in to finish our game?", Vin asked.
I turned around. "Ask one of your brothers to play, Vin. And after your game is done, I want the 3 of you to do your homework", I said.
"Ok mom", said Vin. Then he went back inside.
Throttle couldn't believe how well behaved he was. "Now, why can't Vinnie be like him? So well behaved", said Throttle.
"If you wanted Vinnie well behaved, he'd be boring. He's better the way he is. Speaking of him. Why is he back? I thought he went back to Mars", I said.
"Vincent told his son to come back and make amends with Charley and you", Throttle said.
"And Stoker? What happened to him?", I asked.
"I sent him back to Mars with a broken leg. No one calls my girl a freak. Especially, the one I love with all my heart and soul", said Throttle, kissing my neck.
"Throttle, stop. There's cameras mounted everywhere. I don't think that whoever is doing the monitor duty needs to see the show", I said, pushing him off me.
He looked all around the face of the volcano and the outside of the base itself and saw the cameras. "Sorry, but I've missed you for the past year and a half. Oh, and Modo and Charley are now dating. They've been together for the past 6 months now", Throttle said.
"That's great! I've seen the way she looks at him and vice versa. She really wasn't interested in Vince", I said.
"She was 'til he broke up with her. He brought Harley with him", said Throttle.
"Come on, let's get you something to eat. I have a stocked fridge in the rec. room", I said, taking his hand.
He looks at his bike. "Your bike will be fine, love. She can take care of herself", I said.
"Ok. Let's go", Throttle said.
When we walked into the rec. room, we were greeted with an unfamiliar face.
"More rodents. This place is infested with them", Elita said.
"Excuse me? At least I'm not the color of a human woman's privates", I said.
Throttle looked at me. "That was harsh, babe", said Throttle.
"She started it, Throttle", I said.
"And it's done, Wolf. There will be no more rude comments to Elita. Hear me, young lady", Prime said, walking in.
I looked at him. "Yes dad, but I'm not sorry for what I said to her. She said the base is infested with rodents", I said.
"There's 3 in the lounge and 2 right here. I'm getting Ironhide to exterminate them all", said Elita, as she started to walk out.
"Touch my boys, and you're dead, bitch. You don't want to fuck with my family or me. Guaranteed", I said.
Elita looked at Prime. "You're going to stand there and let this happen?", Elita asked.
"Yes. Those are my boys, too, Elita. So, I want you to apologize to Wolf and her husband, Throttle. Then I want you on the next trip back to Cybertron", said Optimus.
Then he looked at me. "And you, young lady, will show respect to your mother", Prime said.
My eyes went wide with shock.
"My m…mother?", I said in shock.
Prime looked at Elita. "You didn't do what I think, did you?", asked Optimus.
"I had no choice. You weren't there to help me take care of her, so I had to put her up for adoption. I was lucky there was a couple who wanted a daughter", said Elita.
"The Van Whams. But they raised her for only 10 yrs. Charley raised her from 10 yrs. and on", Throttle said.
"So, I was passed from family to family?", I asked.
"That's what it looks like, babe. I'm surprised you came full circle", said Throttle.
Shortly after Throttle said that, the alarms went off. "If it's those blasted Decepticons, then I'm going to kick their skid plates back to Cybertron", I said, heading for the rec. room door.
"Wolf, wait. I don't want you going out there and getting hurt", Prime said.
I stopped dead in my tracks and turned around to face him. I was pissed.
"I'm capable of taking care of myself in a fight, dad. Ask Throttle. Stoker and I got into it a while back", I said.
"I don't care, Wolf. I don't want you out there. The boys need you to protect them. We'll take care of the Decepticons", said Optimus.
"But dad…", I pleaded.
Throttle put his hand on my shoulder. I looked at him and he shook his head no.
I gave in. "Fine. I'll stay, but if you need me, call", I said.
Before Prime said anything more, the first shot rocked the base hard with a massive explosion. Both Throttle and I looked at each other, then ran out front where his bike is.
We were too late getting out there. His bike was destroyed. There was nothing left. Not even a wheel. He was livid and shaking with rage.
I whistled for my bike. And a few min. it was at my side. I handed Throttle my helmet. "Take my bike, love. She'll be just as good to you as yours was", I said. He pushed my helmet away.
"I can't take your ride, babe", Throttle said.
"Take it, Throttle. I won't be riding her much, anyway. Just take care of her like you do me", I said, handing him my helmet.
"If that's your choice, then I will. Thanks, beautiful", said Throttle. Then he kissed my cheek.
I watched him mount my ride and don my helmet. It was the same color as his helmet. My ride was the same as his was, too. Which is why I named it Lady 2
After he rode off, I whispered for him to be careful and come back alive.
I walked back inside to be with my boys. I would rather be out fighting those Decepti-rats, but I told Prime I'd stay behind to protect the boys.
I decided to stay in my room and play my music and electric guitar very loud. I had forgotten that Prowl's office was right next door to my room.
"Why must she have her room next to my office?", Prowl asked himself, as he left his office.
He walked next door to my room and knocked. "Wolf, please turn that absurd noise down! I'm trying to work!", Prowl yelled, still knocking.
I finally turned my music down and answered my door. Prowl was standing on the other side of it. He didn't look happy cause his door wings drooped a bit.
"Oh, hey Prowl. What's crackin'?", I said.
"My nerves. Must you play that noise rather loud?", asked Prowl.
"Yes. I enjoy my music loud", I said.
Before Prowl said anything further, my cell phone went off. "Hold that thought, Prowl. I have to take this call", I said, answering my cell.
"Yo", I said.
"Is that how you talk to your father-in-law?", Tredz asked.
"Sorry. How'd you get my cell # and how'd you know how to use one?", I replied.
"Charley showed me and Vince gave me your #", said Tredz.
"Ah. So, what's up?", I asked
"Is my son available?", Tredz relied.
"Sorry, but he's not. He's out helping my father battle the Decepticons. They destroyed his bike. Don't worry, I gave him my bike", I said.
"I bought Lady for him after he graduated high school", said Tredz.
"He didn't tell me that. Oh man, if I had known that, then I would have told him to take it inside the base", I said.
"What's your ride like, sweetie?", Tredz asked.
"Looks just like his did. Even the helmet is the same as his was. I even named the bike Lady 2. I hate to cut this short, Tredz, but I have someone at my door. I'll have Throttle call you when he gets back", I said.
"Alright, sweetie. Bye", said Tredz.
After I hung up, I apologized to Prowl. "Quite alright. I just want you to keep the music down while I work, ok", Prowl said.
"Heh, sorry Prowl. I was cleaning my weapons", I said.
"I see. Just keep the music down", said Prowl.
"Not a problem. I was headin' out, any way. I was going to see if I could salvage what's left of Throttle's bike. I just hope I can", I said.
"Then I'm going with you. With the battle raging out there, I'm not letting you go out there alone", Prowl said.
"I'm going by myself, Prowl. Like you said, you have work to do. What I'm doing is a one mouse job and I'm the mouse to do it", I said.
"Well then, be careful going out there", said Prowl.
"I will, thanks", I said, walking down the hall.
As I walked out of the base, Throttle came riding back with a broken arm and some minor scrapes and scratches.
I ran up to him and took a look at his broken arm. "Come on, we'll get that set and cast. Then I'm calling Charley to find out if she can bring your things. Oh, Tredz called. He wants you to call him when you can", I said, pushing the bike inside.
"My dad called? Here?", Throttle asked.
"He called my cell phone. You can call him after you get your cast on", I said.
"Yo Ratchet! We have another casualty", I said, as both Throttle and I walked into med bay.
Ratchet turned around. "Bring him over and I'll set his arm, then cast it. I would also like for you to stay after I release him", Ratchet said.
I brought Throttle over to Ratchet so he could set his arm and cast it.
An hour later, Ratchet released Throttle and told him to take it easy for the next 6 months and not to get the cast wet.
After Throttle left med bay, I asked Ratchet why he wanted me to stay behind.
"I know I shouldn't get involved or get between you 2, but…", said Ratchet.
I knew exactly what he was trying to say. "I didn't know you felt that way towards me, 'Chet. It's sweet that you have a crush on me, but I'm married. I won't hurt Throttle. Him and my boys are the light of my life. I love them all", I said.
Later that day and after Throttle ate, I showed him where my room is. "Aren't you staying, babe?", Throttle asked.
"I have some things to do, but I'll be back later tonight. So, why don't you get some sleep, sweetheart. Here's my cell phone. Give your dad a call", I said, handing him my phone. He took it and started calling his dad. I was surprised how well he knew how to use it. 'I'll have to ask him later', I said to myself, as I walked down the hall.
I reached my destination in about 30 min. I did not expect his office door to be open. I knocked on the open door. Prime looked up. He motioned for me to come in. "How's Throttle?", Prime asked.
"Alive and kicking. He only sustained a broken arm. I'm glad that's all it was. May I ask why you didn't want me out there when I saw the boys out there fighting? If you say it's cause I'm a female, I will make sure you are unfit for duty at your next physical, that I will do personally", I said.
"Honestly sweetie, I didn't want you getting hurt. You're my only daughter. I didn't want to risk Megatron finding out. I have enough to worry about with the boys out fighting the Decepticons. I really didn't want you out there, too. Perhaps you and Throttle should go back to Chicago so Megatron will never know about you", said Optimus.
"I'm going to tell you the same thing I told Throttle. I'm not leaving the boys again. Megatron will learn of me next time around cause I will pay him back for hurting the mouse I love dearly", I said.
Optimus couldn't believe what came out of my mouth. He got up from behind his desk and went to shut his office door. Then he put me on his desk. After he sat down behind his desk, he asked me what was wrong.
"Nothing's wrong, dad. I'm fine. Just a bit agitated, but fine", I said.
"Agitated? What about?", Prime asked.
I went silent.
"Wolfimus Prime", said Optimus in a stern, fatherly voice.
I was shocked that he used my full name.
"I haven't gone by Wolfimus in years. I shortened it to Wolf cause it sounds better", I said.
"I'm sorry, sweetie", Prime said.
"Don't apologize, dad. You have every right to be worried. You know, mother or not, Elita had no right to say what she said. If you hadn't stopped the fight before it got started, she would have been dismembered and shipped back to Cybertron in a cardboard box", I said.
"I have to agree with you there. She shouldn't have said what she said. But there will be no more dismembering Autobots. Is that understood, young lady", said Optimus.
"Yes dad. I understand", I said.
"Good. Now, why don't you go be with Throttle and I'll see you in the morning, ok", Prime said.
"I have one more thing I have to do before I turn in for the night", I said.
"Is it important?", asked Optimus.
"No, not really. I was just going to pay my respects to the only real brothers I loved. Oh dad! I miss them so much! I wish they were still alive", I said, almost in tears.
By the time Optimus reached my room, I was balling my eyes out. I missed Sunny and Sides so much. I could still 'feel' them in my heart. Which made it hurt even more. Sometimes being a triplet is worse than being a twin cause the bond with your other 2 siblings never really goes away. It just goes dormant for a while and when you least expect it, it comes back full force. And that's when you wanna go crawl under a rock and die. That's what I feel like doing right now.
"Throttle, are you awake?", Prime asked, knocking on the door.
"Yes sir, I am. Give me a few to answer the door", Throttle said, trying to get his pants back on.
Few min. and some very "colorful" Martian swear words later, Throttle opened the door.
"I apologize sir, I…what's wrong with her?", asked Throttle.
"She misses her 2 real brothers, Sunstreaker and Sideswipe", said Optimus, as he put me down. I immediately wrapped my arms around Throttle's neck. I was so upset over their deaths. I think Sides' death hit me hardest cause I 'felt' him die in the bond. Sunny took it better than I did.
Over the next few weeks, Throttle had noticed some different changes in me. Changes he didn't like. He scheduled an appt. for me to see Ratchet to find out what was wrong.
Both Modo and Charley had visited during this funk I've been in. Charley knew what was wrong with me. I had been depressed.
"Depressed? Are you sure, Charley?", Throttle asked, looking at me.
"I'm sure, Throttle. I'm surprised she hasn't done herself in by now", Charley said.
"She won't do it with me in the room. She needs to be out and about, but I'm afraid she would try it then", said Throttle.
Before Charley said anything further, she started feeling sick. "Bathroom? Where's the bathroom?", asked Charley.
Throttle pointed to the bathroom and Charley ran to it.
"How long has she been like that?", Throttle asked.
"Since we found out she was pregnant 2 months ago", Modo said.
"Congrats, Big Fella. Boy or girl?", asked Throttle.
"We wanna be surprised. Between you and me, I'm hoping for a boy", said Modo.
A few hours later, I woke up and at the same time, Charley emerged out of the bathroom.
"Modo? Charley? When'd you 2 get here?", I asked, sitting up in bed.
"I called them, babe. I was worried about you. Charley said you were depressed", Throttle said. I nodded my head.
"Would you like to talk about it?", asked Throttle.
"Not right now. Maybe when we don't have company", I said.
I noticed that Charley was glowing in that 'first-time mother' aura. "Something you wanna tell me, Charley?", I asked.
"Am I that transparent to you?", Charley replied.
"Yep. Now spill it or I have Ratchet come in here and scan you and find out for myself", I said.
"Modo and I are having a baby. I'm 2 months pregnant. We also have more good news", said Charley.
"You 2 are engaged, aren't you?", I asked.
All 3 of them looked at me strangely. "What? I can't help it if I'm very observant", I said, pointing at Modo's ring hanging around his neck.
"I didn't even know that was there. You 2 going back to Mars to get married or what?", Throttle asked.
"We're having it back in Chi-Town. We'd like you both to go back with us. But it looks like you're unable to ride with a broken arm", Charley said.
"Not a problem, Charley-girl. Wolf's bike will respond to both of us. Right babe", said Throttle.
"Yep, but clear it with Ratchet before we leave. This will have to be a turn around trip unless something unforeseen happens", I said.
They knew who I was referring to. One Plutarkian stink fish that goes by the name of Lawrence Limburger.
"So, when are you 2 going to have a baby?", Charley asked.
"That's between Throttle and I, Charley", I said.
There was a knock on my door. "One moment", I said, getting up from the bed. I walked over to the door and opened it. It was Jazz.
"Hey Jazz. What's up?", I asked.
"Big dog wants to see ya in his office, chica", Jazz said.
"Tell Big dog I'll be there after my shower", I said.
"I'll tell him right now. Later", said Jazz.
"Later J-man", I said. Then I shut the door.
"We better get going. I should get Charley checked before we go", Modo said.
After they left, I walked into the bathroom to take a shower. I locked the door behind me. Throttle went to open the bathroom door only to find it locked. "I'll be in the lounge if you need me, babe", Throttle said, as he left.
20 min. later, I went to Prime's office to see what he wanted. I knocked on the door.
"Enter", Prime said.
I opened the door. "You wanted to see me, dad?", I asked, walking in.
"Yes, I do. Please come in, sweetie", said Optimus.
I shut the door behind me and took a seat in front of his desk. "I didn't do anything wrong, did I?", I asked.
"No, of course not. I just wanted to know if you're feeling better", Prime said.
"Yeah, I am. The sleep and the shower did me some good. I need to ask you a favor, dad", I said.
"What is it?", asked Optimus.
"Modo and Charley asked Throttle and I to go back to Chicago with them for their wedding. It would be a turn around trip cause of the boys. Would you mind watching the boys while we were gone?", I replied.
"No, not at all. In fact, why don't you 2 stay there in Chicago for a few days. There's been Decepticon activity going on there, so if you, Throttle and Vinnie could check it out,…", Prime said.
"I knew it! I knew this was going to turn out to be a surveillance mission as well. Send Ironhide or something. Throttle and I are going to enjoy a friends wedding and maybe spend some time with my in-laws. Not to tear up more of Chicago. It's bad enough that Limburger does it. I really wasn't in the mood to go spy on the Decepticons. That's Bee's job, not mine", I said. Then I got up from the chair and walked out of Prime's office. I headed for med bay to see how Charley's physical went.
As I walked up, Modo was walking out. He didn't look happy, either. "Hey, what's wrong, Modo?", I asked.
"The baby isn't mine. Charley cheated on me", Modo said.
"Come on, big guy. Let's go see Throttle. I think he should hear about this", I said, taking Modo's hand.
I felt sorry for him. He was there for me when I was in the hospital, so it's only fair that I'm there for him.
Besides, he's like a big brother to me. I love him like a brother, too.
As we walked into the lounge, I noticed that my husband was reading a book on the couch. I walked up behind him, took his field specs off and made him guess who it was.
"Hm, there's only one mouse I know who does that. You feeling better, love?", Throttle asked, as I put his field specs back on him.
"Yeah, I am, but Modo isn't. He found out that the baby isn't his. Charley cheated on him", I said.
Throttle got up from the couch and walked over to Modo. "I'm sorry to hear that, big fella. Did she tell you who she cheated on you with?", asked Throttle.
Modo nodded his head. "You're not going to like it, though. The wedding has been called off, as well", said Modo.
"Was it Vinnie?", Throttle asked.
"No, but it is someone you know. It's not Stoker. He's back on Mars", I said.
"Who else could it be, unless…", said Throttle. Then it hit him. "He wouldn't?", Throttle said in shock.
I looked from Modo to Throttle and back. "Are you saying that Tredz is the father of Charley's baby?", I asked.
Modo nodded. I looked at my husband, who looked physically ill after hearing what his father did.
"You ok, Throttle?", I asked.
He looked at me. Even with the field specs on, I could tell he was fuming. I put my hands on either side of his face.
"Throttle, sweetie. Please calm down. Let me take care of it, ok", I said. Then I kissed his nose.
He calmed down and smiled at me. "Ok babe. I'll let you handle it. Oh, here's your phone", Throttle said, handing me my cell phone.