Skywarp found himself being stopped by Ironhide, who was standing just 2 ft. away from Skywarp.
"Hold it right there, Decepti-creep. Where do you think you're going?", asked Ironhide.
"I came to see Wolf. She's my ex-bondmate. I need to speak with her. Is she here?", replied Skywarp.
"No, she's not. She's in Chicago right now. Why do you need to speak with her?", Ironhide asked, lowering his weapon.
"Personal reason, I'm afraid. I haven't been able to get a hold of Wolf, so I figured she was her and just decided to not answer her comm.", Skywarp said.
"She's not an Autobot any more. She's a hybrid. Half Cybertronian and half Martian Mouse. She uses something called a cell phone now, but she does use the comm. link once in a while. Maybe I can get a hold of her on her cell phone from my internal comm. link", said Ironhide, as he tried to get a hold of me on my cell phone.
Ironhide kept trying to get a hold of me, but all he kept getting was a message that the cell number was no longer in service.
"I'm sorry, Skywarp, but I can't get a hold of her. Her cell phone is no longer in service. I'll call Prime and tell him you're on your way to Chicago to look for Wolf", Ironhide said.
"I don't want anyone other than Thundercracker knowing that I'm going after her. The twins are wondering when their mother is coming home", said Skywarp.
Prowl had heard the tail end of the conversation between Ironhide and Skywarp.
"How are the twins doing, Skywarp?", Prowl asked.
"They're doing great, Prowl. They just started Jr. High last month", Skywarp said.
Chicago. 3p. After I had left Limburger's office and tower, I headed back to the lake and catch up on some fishing.
While I was fishing, I heard someone pulling up. The sound of a familiar engine. Not a motorcycle engine, but the sound of a car engine. I knew it wasn't my dad. I can tell the difference between the sound of his engine and that of another Autobot.
Jazz activated his holoform and walked down to edge of the lake, where I was fishing. Without looking toward Jazz, I asked him why he was bothering my quiet, peaceful and tranquil fishing.
"I came to apologize for being a jerk to you back at the hospital", Jazz said.
"You said it, now leave. I want to be alone to think and fish in peace", I said, casting the line out again.
Jazz was about to say something else, but I stopped him. "If you're still standing there when I turn around, you will find my boot across your head", I said, reeling my line in.
I turned around and he was still standing there. I put the fishing pole down, went into my fighting stance and delivered a round kick straight to the right side of his head. He didn't have time to block it. He went down like a ton of bricks. He didn't move after that. I must have knocked him out cold.
I bent over him and shook him to see if I had cold cocked him to the point of stasis lock. He didn't stir, so I must have put him in stasis lock.
"I told you that you would find my boot across your head, Jazz. Next time, maybe you'll listen and leave me alone", I said. Then I picked up the fishing pole, walked over the bike and mounted it.
I was on my way back to the scoreboard, when I heard a jet engine above me. I looked up and saw a black and purple jet. 'What is he doing here? I thought he got the hint? Guess not', I thought to myself.
I activated my helmet comm. and asked Skywarp what he was doing here.
"The twins miss you and want to know when you're coming home? That's what I want to know, too", Skywarp said.
"You don't get it, do you, Skywarp? I'm not going back. I…*Sigh*….I can't talk about this right now. Just leave me alone. Don't look for me ever again. Go back to that bunch of losers and cowards that call themselves Decepticons", I said. Then I cut the link with him.
When I arrived back at Quigley Field, my dad was still sitting in the parking lot, in his vehicle mode, but his holoform was standing outside of his vehicle mode. I pulled up, turned the engine off and sat there with my helmet still on.
"Can we talk without you throwing things at me?", Prime asked.
I folded my arms across my chest. "What's there to talk about, father? You made it painfully clear that you don't want me to be happy any more, so, I think everything has been said", I said.
Prime walked up to me, took my helmet off and set it on the ground next to the bike. He offered his hand to me. I took it and he helped me off the bike.
"Go on inside, girl. I'll be in soon. Tell everyone I'm fine", I said, patting the seat. The bike beeped and drove up to the scoreboard.
After the bike was out of sight, I crossed my arms in front of my chest again. My dad didn't like my stance.
"Please try to understand, Wolf. What you want to do is wrong. He should rest in peace not live his life in a lie. That's what would happen if you brought him back from the dead. His life would be a lie", said Optimus.
"And what is my life now? Nothing without Throttle. That's what it is. My heart is broken. I may never love another man like I did Throttle. He didn't care about my past indiscretions", I said.
"And I didn't care about your past indiscretion with Skywarp. I'm sorry Magnus treated you the way he did. Especially, in front of your daughter. He had no right to keep her away from you. In fact, she called me about an hour ago. Something about a raid Magnus lead. I don't know the full details", Prime said.
"If he's dead, I'm glad. I wouldn't have said that if I still loved him, but I don't. Not any more and haven't since I married Throttle 2 yrs. ago", I said.
While we were talking, I heard a car door shut and saw someone walking around my dad's vehicle mode. Actually, it was 2 someones.
It was Prowl in his holoform and my son, Little Vinnie.
Prowl's holoform stood about 6'2", around 230 lbs. He has blonde hair that is cut in a military style. Gorgeous ocean blue eyes. He's wearing a white short sleeve t-shirt that has the IPD shield on the left sleeve. A black pair of Dockers pleated dress pants and black military lace up boots.
Little Vinnie had changed his appearance before he left with Prowl from the base. He was wearing a blue short sleeve t-shirt, black Levi's and Nike Airs. His appearance was better than it was years ago.
"What are you 2 doing here?", I asked.
"Prowl said that dad wanted me to come keep an optic on you, and yet, I don't need to. I wasn't told why. What's going on, mom? Is everything ok?", Little Vinnie asked.
"No, everything is not ok, Vince. Everything is all wrong. I wish your father hadn't gotten you involved in my problems", I said, looking at my dad.
"Your problems are my problems, too, Wolf. Energon is thicker than water. The 3 of us stick together. You, me and our son. Let us help you, please", said Optimus.
"I don't need help, Prime. I need to be left alone. I told Jazz that, and he didn't listen. I laid him out back at the lake. Skywarp got the hint. He left me alone. But it seems that you guys aren't getting it", I said.
"So, it doesn't bother you that Sunstreaker's death had a big impact on me or that you should have been there for his funeral? Or did you not care about how I felt?", Prowl asked.
"I….*sigh*…I do care, Prowl. I'm sorry if I come off as if I don't care. I just recently lost my husband. I haven't grieved over Sunny's death properly", I said, as I lowered my head in shame.
Prowl walked over to me and put his hand on my shoulder and with his other hand, he lifted my head up by the chin. "When you're ready to talk, I'll be ready to listen. Ok", said Prowl.
I smiled a little bit and nodded. He smiled back. Then he looked at Prime. "I think she'll be fine once she talks about the pain she's feeling, Prime. Don't rush her", Prowl said.
I caught Prowl off guard when I hugged him. "Thanks, Prowl. I'm glad you understand", I said.
He said nothing as he hugged me back. That was his way of saying 'you're welcome, Wolf. You're welcome'.
That night, I told Prowl and Little Vinnie what had happened at the hospital the night before.
"Throttle is dead?", Little Vinnie said.
"I'm afraid so, Vince. I know you loved your step-father, son. I am so sorry", I said.
"It's not your fault, mom. It's the jerk that snuck in and killed him", said Little Vinnie.
"Not any more, its not", I said.
"What are you talking about, Wolf? What did you do?", Prime asked.
"What I did is not your concern, Optimus. I did it for me and for Throttle", I said.
"Would Throttle want you to kill for him?", Optimus asked.
I lowered my head in shame. "That's what I thought. Let him rest in peace, Wolf", Prime said.
"It should be me laying there on his bed, dead. Not him. That thug had the chance and the opening to shoot me. It should be Throttle who's still alive, not me. I can't live without him", I said, starting to cry.
Both Vinnie and Stoker walked up to me and held me. After a while of letting me cry, Vinnie lifted my head up with his hand. "You going to be ok, Wolf? I hate seeing you cry", Vinnie said.
"Yeah, I'll be fine, Vinnie. Thanks for being a friend. You too, Stoke", I said, looking at Stoker.
Stoker smiled at me. "Anytime, beautiful. I'm sorry for being an ass. I should have kept my big mouth shut but instead I go and piss off my biker bro and make his girl cry. Will you ever forgive me, Wolf?", asked Stoker.
"I forgave you when you picked me up off the streets, Stoke. I just don't know how I'm going to tell Silverdawn, Harley, and Carbine. None of them know that Throttle is dead", I said.
"Charley-girl and Modo don't know either, Sweetheart", said Vinnie.
My eyes went wide with shock. "Oh shit, that's right. Stoker, could you call Modo and tell him the bad news? Vinnie, come with me to the garage. If I don't tell them now, I may never tell them, and Siverdawn will have my head if I wait to tell her", I said.
Both Martian Mice nodded their heads. Stoker walked over to the phone and called Modo on his cell phone, while Vinnie and I got on his bike and headed for the Last Chance Garage.
Vinnie and I arrived at the same time my mother, General Carbine, did.
"As always, you have perfect timing,…Mother", I said, getting off of Vinnie's bike.
Vinnie looked at me in total shock.
"She's your mother?", Vinnie asked, pointing at Carbine.
"Yeah, she is. But that's not why we're here, Vin. I need to tell Silverdawn about Throttle", I said.
Carbine looked at me strangely. "What happened to Throttle?", asked Carbine.
"In a nutshell, he's dead. You'll know the whole story when I tell Harley and Silverdawn. Now, let's go inside", I said, walking toward the garage.
Harley looked up from the '86 Chevy truck she was currently working on. She smiled when she saw Vinnie.
Vinnie couldn't help but smile back at Harley. He was still in love with her, but she hadn't told him that she dumped her recent boyfriend as of this morning. Harley still deeply loved Vinnie.
"It's good to see you again, Wolf. You too, Vinnie", Harley said. Then she noticed Carbine was with us.
"General Carbine. I wasn't expecting to see you here on Earth. How are you doing?", said Harley.
"Same as always. I came to pick up and deliver Limburger back to Mars for trial. But apparently, I need to hear something more important before I leave for Limburger Tower", Carbine said.
"What's important, Harley?", Silverdawn said, rolling out into the garage.
Carbine couldn't believe what she saw. It sadden her to see Silverdawn in a wheelchair. Carbine walked over to her and asked what happened to her.
"My soon to be ex-husband did this to me when I found out that he raped Charley", said Silverdawn.
Carbine couldn't believe what she heard. She's known Tredz since he was in the Freedom Fighters as a PVT. By the time Tredz had graduated basic, he had moved up in the ranks. He made it to SSgt.
"Are you sure about that, Silverdawn? I've known Tredz for a long time. He's never put his hands on a woman in that manner", said Carbine.
"I assure you, Carbine, he did do this to me. He didn't like that I had confronted him about the rape", Silverdawn said.
"And so he beat you", Carbine said.
"Yes, he did. I can never walk again. He kicked me hard enough that he broke my back in several places", said Silverdawn.
"I am so sorry, Silverdawn. I wish I could do something to help you walk again", said Carbine.
While they were talking, I got up from the table and headed upstairs to be alone. Vinnie noticed and followed me.
"Hey, you ok?", Vinnie asked.
I stopped climbing the stairs and turned my head towards Vinnie. I sighed. "No, I'm not ok, Vinnie. I feel lost and alone. I feel like I have no purpose in life any more", I said, turning my head back to the top of the stairs.
I continued to the top of the stairs and sat on the last stair at the top. Vinnie came up and sat down next to me. He put his arm around my shoulder and brought me closer to him.
We just sat there in silence. Throttle was his biker bro and best friend. Vinnie understood what I was going through, in his own way, he understood. I leaned my head on Vinnie's shoulder.
I wanted to scream 'til my voice was gone, but I didn't have the strength to do much of anything any more. My life was meaningless now but I wasn't a coward. I wasn't going to commit suicide to be with Throttle.
I looked at Vinnie who looked at me and smiled. I saw a softer side of the white furred adrenaline junkie. A side that he rarely shows. It was nice to see this side of him.
"Why can't you be like this all the time, Vinnie? I like this side of you", I said.
"I wouldn't be me if I was like this, Doll face. I'm a one woman mouse, Beautiful. But I am here if you wanna talk. Despite how I am out on the battlefield, I can be a sweet guy. There are 2 other women who know that about me. Harley and Charley-girl", said Vinnie.
"And you're still a sweet talker, Vincent. Is everything ok?", Harley asked, standing at the bottom of the stairs.
Both Vinnie and I looked at Harley. "Yeah, everything is ok now, Harley-girl. Just trying to help Wolf through her rough times", Vinnie said.
"You'd be stupid not to take him back, Harley. He's very caring", I said.
"I know he is, that's why I broke it off with David this morning", said Harley.
Vinnie looked at me. "Why don't you stay up here and get some rest. I'll tell them what happened to Throttle", said Vinnie.
"You sure, Vinnie?", I asked, looking at him.
"I'm sure. You need time to grieve and heal", Vinnie said.
Both Harley and I was shocked at what he said. He was right, though. I did need time to grieve and heal before I move on with life.
I nodded my head and got up. I went to the bathroom to clean my face and hopefully get some rest.
Vinnie watched for a bit before heading back down the stairs. He stopped midway and yelled up to me that if I need anything to yell.
"I will Vinnie. Thanks", I yelled back.
Back downstairs, Carbine and Silverdawn looked at Vinnie and Harley as they walked towards the table.
"Is everything ok up there?", Carbine asked.
"Yeah, everything is ok, General. Wolf just needed to sit and talk with someone. She'll be fine after she gets some rest. Right now, there's something that needs to be said. Something that if not said, then it will eat at not only me but will eat at Wolf", said Vinnie.
"Just spill it, Vincent!", Silverdawn said, getting impatient.
Vinnie looked at each woman and sighed. "Throttle was killed in the hospital 2 nights ago. Someone snuck into his room and injected something deadly into his IV bag. He died instantly. I am so sorry that you had to hear this. Especially you, Silverdawn", Vinnie said.