The Impala's War (O.I.a.D. Book 2)

Chapter Two - Sierra's Choice

There goes my baby

She knows how to Rock n' roll

She drives me crazy

She gives me hot and cold fever

Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat

Crazy Little Thing Called Love - Queen

"Where is the one who kidnapped my daughter?"

Metallicar gently handed Mary to Dean before walking up to the screen. "I'm afraid I can't help ya Megzy." She heard Sierra from where she stood behind Jason. She was trying not to laugh, making Metallicar smirk. "Nobot here took your daughter."

"Yes you did! And that traitorous Soundwave as well!" He slammed his fist down on the control panel. "You have ten seconds to hand her over before I blow up your base!"

"Ya wouldn't." She hissed.

"Because of the sparklings? It's just a simple press of the button. Nexus could do it." He gestured to her, making Metallicar snarl.

"Opi!" Sierra snapped, stepping around Jason and walking up to the television. "Don't you dare!" He seemed to relax.

"Sierra. Are you alright? Those Autobots didn't hurt you did they?" She shook her head.

"No, nobody's hurt me." He ex-vented in relief.

"Now you can come home and-"

"No." He stilled. "I'm not going back. I'm sorry opi."

"What?!" She looked to the ground.

"Th-the Autobots are nice opi. And you would never let Soundwave back in. So I cannot come home."

"What does that have to do with anythi- Oh. Oh, Sierra." He vented, shaking his head. "I knew that, the moment Soundwave realized who Metallicar really was he'd leave. But I did not think your affections were strong enough for you to desert me."

"Opiluk. I'm eighteen. I had every right to leave." She clarified.

"Eighteen?" He blinked.

"Yeah. My birthday was five months ago." She shrugged. "Listen. I love Soundwave, with all my spark. I'm not going to leave him."

"Sierra-"

"No. No guilt trips, no pleading, none of that. I'm staying here with the mech I love and with his leader." She glanced to Metallicar. "If he trusts her than I do too."

"Is this your final decision?" Her gaze turned once more to the screen.

"Yes, it is."

-

Megatron cut the video feed after making sure his sparkling was alright. He vented heavily and pushed away from the console. "Lord Megatron?" He raised a hand.

"Later. I am in desperate need of recharge." Without allowing the vehicon another word he walked to his quarters. Once inside with the door locked he allowed his facade to break. With a pained looked on his features he walked to his berth, sitting and grabbing the holo-image from the table. Sierra beamed upwards in an image, forever frozen in time. Though the still had been taken thirteen years ago, he still recalled every tiny detail around them.

It had been the first time in a long time that he had truly laughed, and he was glad that the child had been able to bring him even more joy throughout the next several years.

Once more he vented, laying back and allowing himself to slip into recharge. The only thoughts on his mind were how events would have turned out were there no war.