"No. He's being an ass and terminated my parental rights after I left him. Do you or Prowl have connections in the courthouse on Cybertron?", I replied.

"I don't, but Prowl might. He's been there more than I have. He's had to testify against some of the Decepticons early in the war. He was still a rookie just out of the police academy. I'll go ask him", said Optimus.

"Naw, it's ok. He's still pissed that I didn't talk with him when I was getting things ready for Throttle's funeral. I know he misses Sunny, but at the time, Throttle's funeral was more important to me", I said.

"Then I should talk with Prowl. Explain everything. Maybe he'll be more understanding this time", Prime said.

"I doubt it, babe. This is Prowl we're talking about. He's got his mind focused on making my life miserable 'til I decide to talk to him about Sunny. And if I don't do it soon, who knows what he'll do next", I said.

"Do you really think Prowl is capable of something seriously drastic?", asked Optimus.

I nodded my head, then slid the covers away from me so I could get up from the bed.

I had to take a shower and go search for Prowl and talk with him. I had to be the one to explain why I didn't have time to talk with him the day I was burying my husband.

After my shower, I got changed and went in search of Prowl. The first place I checked was the control room. 'Maybe he's doing some channel hopping', I thought. 'Yeah, right', I thought again.

I stopped in the entryway of the control room. No Prowl. Next stop was his room. Not a place I wanted to go, but it was 1 of 3 places he could be right now.

I stopped at Prowl's door and knocked. 'Please let him be here', I thought.

I waited for 10 min. and no Prowl. I activated my holoform so I could access his keypad to open his door.

After the door opened, I noticed that his room had been cleared out. It was so clean that it looked like he was never there.

I pulled out my cell phone and called Prime and told him that Prowl's room was cleared out completely.

He was shocked. "I'll be right there, Wolf. Thank you for letting me know. I'll leave Ironhide in charge and you and I will go looking for Prowl", Prime said.

I shut my phone after I ended the call. I really didn't want to get into it with him. I don't want to go look for Prowl. He tried to kill me in my own room. I lost everything I had, including all of Throttle's things, too.

Later that day, I had decided to pay my respects to my late husband. I missed him so much. It was not fair that I lost him the way I did. I don't care if Limburger was sincere about what he had Karbunkle do, I wanted the stinkin' fish filleted. We had talked about having kids in the next year or so, but now that is just a dream.

While I was outside, paying my respects, I heard someone walk out. I didn't need to look towards who had walked out. "You ok, Wolf?"

"Yeah, Vin, I'm ok. For now. You and your sister don't need to worry about me. I'm a rock."

"I got a call from Modo a few minutes ago. Charley had her baby. It's a little boy. They named him after Modo's nephew, Rimfire."

"I never got to meet Rimfire. What was he like, Vin?"

"He was very athletic like Modo. Smart, and overall a pretty cool kid. I think you would have liked him."

While Vinnie, Vanessa and I were outside saying silent prayers to Throttle, someone pulled up behind us. We turned around and looked at the bike with its 2 passengers. Vinnie nearly fainted when he saw the bike. I looked at him kind of strangely.

"Do you know something about that bike, Vin?"

"Yeah, I do. That's my mom's bike. I never knew she had such a sweet ride, though. I've heard from my dad that my mom had gotten a new bike. My dad sent me a pic on Charley's computer. It's a 2012 Suzuki Samurai. At least, that's what Charley-girl told me. But I don't recognize the driver or the passenger with him or her."

"I'll go find out who it is, Vin. You stay with your sis, ok?"

Vinnie nodded and watched me approach the driver and passenger of the bike. "May I help you, stranger?"

Both riders took their helmets off. The driver had red hair over his tan fur. His eyes were a beautiful sky blue. He looked like he weighed about 240lbs. He is around 6'3, too. He's pretty tall for a Martian mouse. His passenger was a female Martian mouse. She resembled Stoker in a way, but in a female version. She has gray fur like Modo. Her hair color was a sky blue like her friends' eyes. Her eyes are brown like the mountains. She weighs about 125lbs. and is 5'10.

Both looked like they were in their early to mid 20's.

"I hope you can help us. My name is Marcus Van Wham. This is my girlfriend, Crystal Von Rotten. I'm looking for my brother, Vinnie. I've been looking for him for a very long time. And my GF is looking for her father. Do you know where we can find both of them?"

"Stoker is dead due to internal injuries from a fight. And as for Vinnie. He's standing over there behind me with his twin sister, Vanessa." I had pointed over my shoulder with my thumb towards Vinnie, indicating where he was.

Marcus was a bit shocked. He had thought that the grave I had been standing by was his brother.

"No. Throttle was my husband. The white mouse over there is your brother. And the girl standing next to him is his twin sister, Vanessa."

"I'm sorry for your loss. I didn't catch your name, ma'am."

"I do apologize. My name is Wolfimus Prime-Darkstar."

Prime looked everywhere for me and I was nowhere to be found. His next stop was the control room.

As he was walking towards the control room, he walked by med bay. He stopped just short of the doors before heading to the control room. Prime turned around and stood in front of the med bay doors.

"Do you think it had finally sunk in after all this time?"

"Have any of really grieved after the doc died?"

"Good point. Should we snap him out of it before he falls into recharge standing up?"

"Yeah, I think so. We need to let him know that we're heading out for the weekend."

Jazz stepped up to his leader and lightly tapped him on the shoulder. Prime jumped just a bit. He had gotten startled due to Jazz tapping him on the shoulder.

"I didn't mean to startle you, Prime. Just wanted to let ya know that Blaster and I are headin' out for the weekend."

"That's fine, Jazz. Thank you for letting me know. By chance, have you heard anything from Cybertron?"

"Concerning the replacement for Ratchet? Nope, sorry. Have you asked 'Hide if he's heard anything?"

"No, I haven't. Perhaps I will after I locate Wolf."

"She's outside saying a silent prayer to her buried mate, Throttle. I saw 2 other mice head out there a short while before nabbing Blaster for the weekend."

"Again, thank you, Jazz. Please keep your comms open in case we need you both back here."

"No problem, Prime. Have a good weekend."

Prime nodded and watched both Jazz and Blaster leave the hallway.

Outside. Vinnie, Vanessa and I were still talking with Marcus and Crystal, when I heard the sound of metal footsteps on solid ground. I looked behind us and noticed Jazz and Blaster getting ready to leave.

"Hey guys. Where you headin'?"

"Hey girl. We're just headin' out for the weekend. Gonna hit every club from here to San Fran. Wanna go with?"

I looked back at Vinnie and everyone else that was standing with us. "Go. You need some time to have fun and enjoy life. You're only young once, Sweetheart."

I hugged Vinnie and gave him a kiss on his cheek. "Thanks Vin. Tell Prime I'll see him next week."

"Will do. Have fun."

I ran over to Jazz and Blaster and hopped inside of Jazz and watched Blaster transform and land in my arms.

We headed out for the weekend to have fun. I haven't hit a club since I married Throttle over 2 yrs. ago. I was looking forward to this. It seemed like the wrong thing to do, but it also felt like the right thing, as well.

While on the road, Jazz had noticed how quiet I had been. He could tell by the way I was constantly moving around in my seat. "Everything ok, girl? You've been quiet since we left HQ. What's wrong?"

I sighed and looked towards his dash. "I don't know, Jazz. I feel like this is wrong for me to be out having fun shortly after burying my husband. But, at the same time, I think he would want me to go enjoy my life while I'm still alive. Is that wrong for me to think like that?"

"Naw. He would want you to go have fun instead of mourning over his death for months. He wouldn't want you to be miserable. You're doing the right thing, chica. I know you miss him. I miss the twins and the doc, but you don't see me mourning over them. You can't bring him back no matter how much you would like to. Throttle was a good guy and loved you dearly. You were his whole world. He also loved your boys like his own."

"I know he did. Can I ask you something, Jazz? Something personal? And Blaster won't say a word about this conversation." I looked at Blaster, who was in his stereo mode.

"I won't say a word, chica."

"Good. Now, can I ask you a question, Jazz?"

"Yeah. Fire away. What's on your mind, girl?"

"Would you be interested in going out with me in about 2 months or so?"

"Do you think you'll be ready to date by then?"

"Yeah, I think so. If I'm not, I'll let you know. Ok."

"Ok."

While we were on the road, my cell went of. I looked at who was calling. It was the Dr. from Chicago General Hospital. 'I wonder what he wants?' I answered the phone on the 3rd ring. "Hey doc. What can I do for ya today?"

"Can you come to the hospital today? There's something I want to talk to you about."

"Well, I'm actually out with some friends for the weekend. Let me talk to them and see what they say before deciding myself."

"Alright. Let me know by 5p today."

"Why by 5p?"

"Its my anniversary and my wife wants me home early tonight."

Oh. Can I give you my answer tomorrow, then?"

"Of course. I will wait for your call then. Have a nice day."

After I ended the call, I sighed. My voice was a bit shaky and both Blaster and Jazz noticed.

"You alright, chica?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine, just need to think things through right now."

"I can take ya back to the base, if ya want?"

"Naw, Jazz. I need to get out and about and have some much needed fun."

"Then lets go hit the clubs and score some chicks."

I hadn't noticed that Blaster was using his holoform again. I gave him a glare that could freeze water. "Heh, sorry chica."

I turned my glare to a smile. "I know, Blaster. It's cool. I know there aren't many femmes on Cybertron. Just be careful on who you hook up with tonight, ok. She could be a killer or something. Same goes for you too, Jazz. I don't wanna call Prime and have him come get both of you cause you both were stupid."

"You're just like him, chica. You're with us to have fun, so chill for the weekend."

"I'm like him cause he's my father, Jazz. I thought you knew that?"

"No, I didn't know that. Maybe you shouldn't be drinking this weekend. Wouldn't want him to get pissed at us for letting you get drunk over the weekend. He'd kill us."

"I wouldn't go that far, Jazz. My dad wouldn't kill ya. He'd make sure you 2 didn't leave the base each and every weekend. Besides, what I do on my own time is none of his business. So, if I wanna drink all weekend, I will and he can't do or say shit about it."

Both Jazz and Blaster couldn't believe what they just heard. They were shocked to hear that I would talk that way about my own father.

"Pick your jaws back up and don't look so surprised."

I didn't know that Jazz had his comm. Link on until Prime spoke.

"And why shouldn't they be surprised, Wolf? I'm a bit surprised, myself."

"What the…Dad! Did you hear everything that was said?"

"Yes, I did. What did the Dr. want?"

"I'm not going to deal with this conversation right now, dad. I'll talk to you about it when I get back Monday."

"I don't like your tone, young lady. I know you've been going through a lot lately, but that's no reason to be a smartass."

"Well then. Fuck you and I'll see you Monday. Wolf out." Then I told Jazz to cut the line with my dad.

"I can't believe you would talk to him like that, chica. You'll be lucky if you don't get grounded for the rest of your life for saying 'fuck you' to him."

"Blaster, chill. My dad was right about one thing. I have been through a lot. That's why I'm on a weekend vacay with my 2 best friends."

Autobot HQ. Prime couldn't believe how I spoke to him a few min. ago. "The nerve of her to speak with such disrespect towards me."

At that moment, Ironhide had walked into the control room and over to his leader and best friend. "Everything alright, Prime?"

Optimus turned toward Ironhide. "No, everything is not alright. Wolf showed blatant disrespect for me a few minutes ago over the comm. You know how I feel about anyone swearing at me or around me, Ironhide."

Ironhide was shocked. "You sayin' your daughter swore at you over the comm.? What she say to you?"

"I believe the phrase is 'dropping the F-bomb'."

Now Ironhide looked really shocked. "Wow! That's…bad. Even the twins never dropped the F-bomb around you. I know Ratchet has dropped the F-bomb around you a few times in med bay, but your own daughter? I think I heard it once from Prowl when he yelled at his son to get out of his office."

"Any suggestions as to how I should handle her when she gets back Mon.?"

Ironhide shook his head. "Sorry Prime. You know I don't get involved in your family disputes."

"I know, Ironhide, but in this case, I could really use some help. To be honest, I don't know what to do with her any more. She use to be sweet and caring, but since Throttle passed away, she's been drinking. I'm afraid that one day, she's going to drink herself to death."

"Then let her. If she ends up with alcohol poisoning, then so be it. Maybe it will teach her no to drink again."

"And if it doesn't cure her?"

"Then it kills her. I'm not trying to be morbid, Prime."

"I know, Ironhide. I just don't know what I would do if I lost my little girl to something like that."

"Let's hope it don't come to that then. I was just going to head out for the weekend. Why don't you join me? Unwind and have some fun for once."

Prime looked at Ironhide and shook his head no. "Someone has to keep an optic on things here. And since Prowl is no longer here, someone has to make sure things run smooth around here."

"What do you mean Prowl is no longer here?"

"He left after finally giving up with Wolf. Every time he went to talk to her, she was busy. Wolf was getting things in order for Throttle's funeral, and Prowl didn't understand that Wolf's first priority was dealing with the funeral arrangements. So, he gave up, packed up, and left. I'm sorry he left, but Wolf knew what was on the top of her list."

"Sounds like she was doing the right thing. She knew what was important and took care of business. It's simple as that. Your daughter is a smart femme, Prime. I'm just sorry her mother doesn't want to stick around."