I Can Only Imagine | Transformers Prime Fanfic

Chapter 10

Upon returning to their shared home, Megatronus and Optimus saw June sitting on the counter waiting for them. She gave a tiny smile and they returned it as they approached her.

"How did it go?" Megatronus asked, leaning against the counter. "Surprisingly, better than i expected. She was a bit upset, but i think she's a lot calmer than she was before." June explained.

"Did she say what was bothering her?" Optimus asked and June gave a sideways smile.

"I think...if you give her a little more time, and you find yourselves with some free time...you can ask her and she'll be ready to tell you." The two mechs absorbed her words for a moment before nodding.

"Elita mentioned that it would be wise to ask her about hers and the others time here on Cybertron while Unicron was on Earth." Optimus told June and the black haired woman thought about it.

"That's a risky one, i'd say. Even Jack hates talking about it, and he's not typically one to be emotional. Amal's clearly showing signs of PTSD—" June stopped when she could see the mechs be taken aback for a moment before their optics glossed over to show that they were searching for what exactly that meant.

"Amal's experiencing backlash related to trauma, in other words." June told the two Primes and they looked back to her. "Are you certain?"

"As much as i hate to say it, yes, i'm certain. I know Amal, she's trying to hide them and move past them and while that could normally work for stupid things like crushes and old friends leaving...it won't work for cases of dying three times and spending years on an operation while watching others die at the hands of Unicron."

The two mechs looked at each other and if the situation wasn't so serious, June would've laughed at their expressions of confusion since they were clearly in uncharted territory.

"What do you suggest we do?" Optimus asked and June sighed.

"I know she'll put up a fight but...i highly recommend she talk to somebody. Not you two, or Ratchet, or anybody she knows...like a therapist." The two mechs looked confused again.

"It's somebody who gets paid to listen to peoples emotions and help them work through them. If Amal doesn't want to look 'vulnerable' in front of us, then maybe in front of a stranger will work."

The two Primes nodded.

"Thank you, June."

The nurse smiled. "Don't mention it. If she keeps putting up a fight, I'm a space bridge away."

~

As Megatronus approached his shared home, the whooshing of wings overhead caught his attention and he looked up in time to see a gray blur swoop down from above and land a few meters away from him. 

Three tiny seeker kits hopped off the back of the gray seekers back, two of them bounding up to Megatronus and greeting him with happy yowls as the third one stayed behind by its father.

"Are the seekers and wolves doing well, Starscream?" The seeker transformed and nodded, growling something to his kits before his helm shifted to look up at the former warlord. "We're trying our best. But without the High Council helping us establish territories, its making it much harder for us to stay sheltered and hunt for energon." 

Megatronus nodded, scooping up one of the kits and scratching its head. "You three have gotten big." The kits purred happily in response as the door to Megatronus's shared home and Amal walked out in her alt mode, lighting up at the sight for the kits and transforming into her seeker mode to bound up to them.

The kits happily greeted her, rubbing their helms against hers before they began biting playfully at her. Amal grinned and played along, rolling onto her back and letting them jump all over her.

Megatronus and Starscream watched for a moment, smiles upon their faces as Optimus appeared next to the former warlord. 

"Did you tell them of what we discovered?" Optimus asked, catching Amal and Starscream's attention. Megatronus shook his head before motioning to go inside. 

"Let us talk inside."

~

Amal rubbed her head. "Great. Another thing to add to our list of worries." She grumbled, laying down on the counter and flopping her arms out.

"I will contact Ratchet and Jack soon to see if any other updates have been made and see how high of a risk it is. Hopefully, it is something we can address later so we may focus on the needs on Cybertron for now." Optimus said and the Prime's around him nodded understandingly.

Megatronus, Optimus, and Starscream talking for a bit as Amal laid there, mind swirling with thoughts.

'What is wrong with me?'

'Why did all of this have to happen to me? My friends and family are roped into this because of me. They shouldn't have to worry for me. They should be worried for Cybertron and Earth and its people. We need to-'

"Amalgamous?"

Amal snapped out of her thoughts, sitting up to see her fellow Prime's looking down at her. "What's up?" She chirped, shooting up to her feet.

"Starscream's departing."

"Awwwww. Don't wanna hang out with us some more?" Amal pouted and Starscream smiled lightly. "We could go for a quick flight?" Amal perked up and nodded eagerly, jumping off the counter and sprinting to the door.

"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon!"

The other three Primes smiled before Starscream quickly followed his human companion outside and leaving his kits with Megatronus and Optimus.

The two looked at each other.

"So...we'll talk to her...in the morning?"

Optimus nodded.

"In the morning."