I called the garage and Vinnie answered. "Last Chance Garage. Vince speaking", he said.
"Hey Vince, it's Wolf. Is Tredz there, by chance?", I asked.
"Nope, sorry. He, Silverdawn and Harley are checking out the city. I heard that Modo and Charley-girl are getting married", said Vinnie.
"Not any more. Charley cheated on him with Throttle's father", I said.
The other end of the phone went silent. Then the next thing I hear is a thump. Vinnie fell to the floor after dropping the phone. I started laughing.
"What's so funny?", asked Throttle.
"Vince falling to the floor in shock after what I told him", I said. Then I hung up the phone. I wasn't going to wait around for him to come around.
After I put my cell away, I headed for Wheeljack's workshop. That's where the bikes are kept now.
"Hey 'Jack, you finish installing that weapon I wanted?", I asked, walking into his workshop.
"Yep. But be very careful if you have to use it. It'll throw you and your bike back 100 yds", said 'Jack.
"Then I'll use it as a last resort type of weapon", I said, mounting my bike. I put my helmet on and started her up.
"Where you off to without the others?", 'Jack asked.
"I have some personal business to take care of in Chicago. I'll be back sometime tomorrow", I said. Then I left.
While I was admiring the scenery, my helmet comm. went off. "Yo!", I said.
"Hey babe. I have some news for you. Charley didn't cheat on Modo. My father raped her. Would it be alright if I adopted your last name instead? I really don't want to be associated with him any more", Throttle said.
"No problem. Tell my dad that I'll be back sometime tomorrow. And I'll let your mom know what Tredz did", I said.
"Thanks babe. I love you, Wolf", said Throttle.
"And I love you too, Throttle. Wolf out", I said.
10½ hrs. later, I arrived in Chicago. "Home", I said. I headed for the Last Chance Garage to see Vinnie and Throttle's mother, Silverdawn. I was also going to confront Tredz about raping Charley. I was pissed about what he did.
I arrived at the garage at the same time the others did. Vince was standing outside the garage. He didn't look happy, either. I noticed he was looking at the light tan furred mouse with long blonde-orange hair.
I got off my bike and walked over to Vince and asked him what was wrong. "Ask her", Vince said, pointing to Harley.
"Since I don't know her, I'm asking you, Vince. Now, what's wrong?", I asked.
"I found this in the bathroom garbage. I know it's not from Charley-girl. Modo had taken her to the doctor before they went to see you and Throttle", said Vince, as he held up the pregnancy test.
Harley got off the motorcycle and walked over to Vince. "It's not what you think, Vinnie", Harley said.
"It looks like you cheated on me, Harley. Who is he?", Vince asked.
"His name is Sgt. David Mouser of the Freedom Fighters. I didn't know I was pregnant 'til I started feeling sick a month ago. I'm so sorry, Vinnie. I really am", said Harley, as she started to cry.
"I don't wanna hear it, you whore. I want you out of my life and out of my sight", said Vince. Then he went inside to grab his bike and helmet.
A few min. later, Vince came busting through the garage door. He was pissed. I got on my bike and followed him. I may not be a Van Wham, but he is my baby brother, regardless.
By the time I had caught up with Vince, we had arrived at Quigley Field.
I stopped him before he could walk in. "Alright Vince. What is wrong with you? I know your parents raised you better than that. Why stoop to name calling?", I asked.
He looked away in shame. "Baby bro, there's nothing to be ashamed about. I've done the same thing a few times in my life. And it won't be the last time, either. You should be happy for her, Vince. You knew she wouldn't wait forever for you. Your GF didn't even cross your mind when you were with Charley", I said.
Vinnie looked at me. "You're right. I should be happy for Harley, not calling her names. Do you think your father would mind if I came to live with you and Throttle?", Vince asked.
"Let me call him and find out", I said, as I pulled out my cell phone. I flipped it open and hit redial.
"Hello? Prime speaking", he said.
"Hey dad. How's everything?", I asked.
"Where are you, young lady?", Optimus replied.
"I'm in Chicago. Didn't Throttle tell you?", I replied back.
"No, he didn't. The college called me asking if you're coming back to teach", Prime said.
"Nope. My family is more important than my teaching career. I have a question for you, dad", I said.
"What is it, sweetie?", asked Optimus.
"Would it be alright if Vinnie came to live with Throttle and I there at the base?", I replied.
"Of course it's alright. I'll see you both when you get here. Ride safe", Prime said.
"We will, dad. Thanks", I said. Then I hung up the phone.
"So, yes or no?", asked Vince.
"He said yes. Go get some things packed and head on back to the garage. After I confront Tredz for raping Charley, we'll leave", I said.
"Thanks for putting up with me, sis. I don't mean to be an ass", Vince said.
"Vincent Van Wham Jr., you are not an ass. A bit of an ego maniac, but surely not an ass", I said.
When I arrived back at the garage, Tredz was outside. "Hey, how's my daughter-in-law doing?", Tredz asked.
"I'm pissed at you, Tredz. You raped Charley", I said.
Silverdawn heard the tail end of what I said. "Charley was raped?", Silverdawn asked.
"Yes, she was. By your husband. Your son wants nothing to do with Tredz any more. He's adopted my last name", I said.
"What is your last name, sweetie?", asked Silverdawn.
"My last name is Prime, ma'am", I said.
"Your father is the Autobot leader?", Silverdawn asked.
I was shocked that she knew of my father.
"How do you know about my father?", I asked.
"I've met your biological mother. She mentioned that your father was a commander in the Autobot Army and was never around to spend time with you", said Silverdawn.
"My biological mother is a bitch. Vinnie's mother is a lot sweeter. Her and her husband loved to spend time with me. It's true that my father was always busy, but he always tried to spend time with me", I said.
"Well, I'm just glad that you and my son are happy together", Silverdawn said.
"We are very happy together. But there's one thing that bugs me, though", I said.
"What's that?", asked Silverdawn.
"Does it bother you that I'm a hybrid? Half Martian Mouse and half Cybertronian?", I replied.
"Not at all. You are who you are. As long as my son loves you, that's all I care about", Silverdawn said.
I hugged her and thanked her for understanding.
"You're welcome, sweetie", said Silverdawn, hugging me back.
Back at Autobot HQ, Throttle was heading to med bay to see how Charley was doing since her and Modo showed up.
On his way there, he started feeling sick to his stomach. He stopped just in time to violently puke everything up from his stomach.
Little Vinnie was on his way to med bay to ask Ratchet a question on his homework, when he noticed Throttle leaning against the wall, puking.
"Are you ok, Throttle? Do you need to see Ratchet?", asked little Vinnie. In between puking, Throttle nodded his head.
Little Vinnie guided Throttle to med bay slowly. Every few meters, they would stop to see if Throttle was going to puke more. "I'm no dr., but I think you could have the Martian flu. My bros both had it last month", Little Vinnie said, as they finally arrived at med bay.
Ratchet, Charley and Modo looked towards the door to med bay. Modo rushed over to Throttle and helped him to the medical berth.
Ratchet asked what was wrong with him. "I think he has the Martian flu, doc. He's showing the same symptoms my bros did. What do you think?", asked Little Vinnie.
Ratchet ran a scanner over Throttle. He was surprised to see that the little guy was right. "So? Was I right? Is it the Martian flu?", Little Vinnie asked.
"Yes, you are right", Ratchet said.
Meanwhile in Chicago, Vinnie, Silverdawn and I were getting ready to head out, when Vinnie and I heard the familiar sound of digging machines.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Vince?", I asked.
"Oh yeah! Sounds like Ol' lard butt is back at his old games again", Vinnie said.
I told Silverdawn to stay at the garage 'til Vinnie and I get back.
"Alright sweetie. Just be careful, ok. Throttle would be lost without you", Silverdawn said. I hugged her and told her I'd be ok.
Shortly after, Vinnie and I went to go kick some goon tail. And hopefully, take Limburger down once and for all.
An hour into the fight, I was hit with a laser blast from one of Greasepit's goons. It was a rookie mistake on my part for not looking before it was too late. I got knocked off my bike.
I tried to get up, but I was pinned down by some of the goons. Plus, I had both left leg and right arm busted from the goons either sitting on me or standing.
'Both Ratchet and dad aren't going to like this', I thought, as Karbunkle came over and administered something into my neck.
I tried to fight off whatever was making me drowsy as long as I could.
I mentally told my bike to go back to Autobot HQ and get either dad or Throttle.
I couldn't fight it any longer and passed out.
I woke up hours later in Karbunkle's lab. I noticed that my left leg was missing, but my right arm was still in tact and in a sling.
"Hey chromedome, when do I get my left leg back so I can kick your ass with it?", I asked. When he didn't answer, I figured he was fascinated with the circuitry inside the leg.
'You're in for the shock of your life, bulb head', I thought, as I willed my leg to life. I made it get up and kick Karbunkle right in the head and hard enough to knock him out. Then I broke my left arm free to blast myself free and hope my bike got to Autobot HQ to get either dad or Throttle. I was hoping for both.
While Vinnie was on his way back to Autobot HQ, he kept thinking how Throttle was going to chew him out for not watching out for me and how Prime could and would probably do worse to him.
When he arrived at Autobot HQ, Throttle was outside with my/his bike. He didn't look none to happy on top of not feeling well.
Vinnie shut his bike off, took his helmet off and sat there on his bike. "Hey Throttle. How's it going, Bro?", Vinnie asked.
"I'm going to ask this once, Vincent. Where is Wolf?", Throttle asked, tapping his foot on the ground.
"Uh,…well…funny thing about that. You're going to laugh when you hear this", said Vinnie, chuckling a bit, while scratching the back of his head.
"Try me, Vincent. As you can see, I'm not in a joyful mood. Now spill it. Where is my wife?", asked Throttle, losing his patience.
Just as Vinnie was about to tell Throttle what happened, one of the Autobots pulled up. I got out and hobbled over to Throttle.
"What happened, babe? And are you alright?", asked Throttle, holding me.
"I'm fine, Throttle", I said. Then I looked over at Vinnie. "No thanks to you, Vincent. After Karbunkle and Greasepit nabbed me, you up and left like a coward. I had to break out of chromedome's lab myself. I was lucky that Brawn was in the area when I went looking for you", I said, pointing to Brawn.
"Hey, just looking out for a good friend, Wolf. Nothing more. If you like, I can take you to Ratchet and see if he'll do something about your missing leg", Brawn said.
"Naw, it's cool, B. I do need to go see my dad, though. Let him know that I'm back and not in one piece. I hate losing a leg. Especially, my left leg. Second thought, I think I should go see Ratchet. But I think I want Throttle to take me", I said. Then I looked at him. "Would ya mind, Throttle?", I asked.
"Not at all, beautiful. Let's go", Throttle said, picking me up bridal style. He carried me to med bay so I can ask Ratchet about being fitted with a new left leg.
5 min. later, Throttle walked into med bay with me in his arms. "Hey 'Chet. You busy?", I asked.
Ratchet turned around and looked at Throttle and I. He noticed that I was missing my left leg. "Can you, for once, not need a limb replaced? You're as bad as Sideswipe was. Do you have any idea how hard it is to build one for someone your size?", 'Chet asked.
"That was a low blow, Ratchet. I didn't ask to be experimented on by a deranged psycho. And don't you ever mention my brother like that again, hear me!", I said, in a pissed off tone.
At that time, Prime walked in. He noticed that I had come back. But he couldn't figure out why Throttle was holding me in a bridal fashion. "Is everything alright in here, Ratchet?", Prime asked.
Ratchet turned his attention toward his leader. "No, everything is not alright in here, Prime. Your daughter is rude, obnoxious and most of all, a bitch. She came back with a missing leg", said Ratchet.
Before Prime could tear into Ratchet about swearing in front of him and me, I told him to chill and that I would handle it.
Throttle was a bit surprised at how I talked to my father. "Chill Throttle. My dad knows I don't need help dealing with Ratchet. Right dad?", I said, looking over Throttle's shoulder.
"That's right, sweetie. Just send him to me when you're done getting your new leg", said Optimus.
"Alright dad", I said, sitting down on the medical berth. Throttle sat down next to me and entwined his tail with mine.
I looked at Throttle and took his field specs off him. "Babe, may I have my field specs back please?", Throttle asked.
"Nope. I want you to focus on my face. I want you to stop relying on your field specs to see", I said.