Damage

Bumble Bee opened her communicator before it woke Soren up. "Hello?" She whispered.

"Karen?!" The voice sounded frazzled.

Bumble Bee frowned as she moved away from Soren's bassinet. "Yes?"

"It's Patricia." Patricia Henson was clearly crying.

"Hi, Patricia. Is everything okay? Is Lauren okay?"

"She's safe at school-"

"Are you safe?" Bumble Bee was on high alert.

"Physically."

Bumble Bee relaxed an iota. "Take a deep breath."

Patricia took an audible deep breath. "Okay."

"Take another."

Patricia did.

"Okay. What's going on?"

Patricia took another deep breath. "We're in danger of losing custody of Lauren!"

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Bumble Bee didn't even hear Cyborg walk up on her and screamed when he tapped her shoulder.

His grey eye widened. "Whoa! Are you okay?! What's wrong?!"

She cried on his chest. "I don't know what to do!"

"About what?" He rubbed her back.

"Who do I call about legal things-?! Marcy."

Cyborg smirked. "She's a doctor; not a lawyer."

"Marcy's been in so much trouble that she knows all kinds of laws."

Part of him was thrilled to hear that. He had a mischievous streak in him. But he knew that this must be a serious situation and he needed to be an adult. "Babe, what's going on?"

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Nightwing frowned. "I don't know what to do."

"What?!" Bumble Bee came unglued.

Cyborg grimaced. "Come on, man. You went through a similar situation."

"Yeah and it was bad for a while. We're lucky Renèe dropped her suit." Nightwing shrugged. "We don't know how it would have gone."

Bumble Bee was hyperventilating.

Cyborg put on his husband hat. "Call Marcy."

"Ooh!" Changeling's nosy self heard that as he walked into the common room.

"Changeling!"

"What?! I love her! She's the best gift giver in the world! Charlie's writing in that diary all day and Bas won't get off his trike!"

"This is serious, bro."

"What's going on?" Changeling changed tracks and came from the kitchen to the couch.

Bumble Bee didn't have time for this and opened her communicator to dial her bestie's number.

"Hello?" Marcy's smoky voice floated down the line.

"Marcy, I need you-!"

"Give me two seconds."

"Okay." Bumble Bee took a deep breath and counted.

"Why are you-?" Nightwing didn't get to finish.

Marcy Chang melted up from the floor. "What's going on?"

Nightwing jumped. "You're here!"

"Yes. What's going on?"

"You said two seconds." Cyborg was impressed.