Ensconce Transformers Prime AU (Book 2) (Wattys 2017)

Chapter One

The street was dark and eerily quiet as he ran to the building. He pushed passed a thick crowd as he tried to get to the man. The crowd wouldn't move no matter how much he yelled at them. He started to cry as the man disappeared into the building. He shoved passed people as they grabbed hold of him. He yelled and begged them to let go as tears fell down his face. He had to get the man out of there. He had to.

The people clawed at him and scratched him as he fought. He heard a beep and the building blew up sending everyone flying. He cried out as he hit the cement and watched as the flames consumed the building. His eyes widened in shock as another explosion made the building crumple to the ground. People ran passed him and screamed in terror as the building fell and crushed everything in its pass. He screamed as tears of rage and pain fell. He shielded his face as the flames threatened to engulf him. Once it calmed he stood up and looked around frantically. He stared in horror of what happened and his emotions overwhelmed him.

 He had promised to protect them, and he did even to the extent of his life.

"Dad!" He screamed as he sat up and panted heavily. Bumblebee looked around his room as sweat poured down his face. He shakily rubbed his head and choked back a sob. The door opened and Smokescreen yawned as he rubbed his face tiredly.

"Bee?" He asked as he walked in and sat on his bed. "You okay?" He muttered. His brother shook his head slowly.

"Just.... just a dream... of..." he trailed off and looked at the floor. Smokescreen watched him quietly and gently set a hand on his shoulder.

They all had dreams about that night, but he seemed to have it more often. The three boys still lived in the house their father had bought. They couldn't seem to let the place go, nor wanted to. It was all they had left of their father it seemed. They decided when they got married they would leave. But until then they wanted to stay together. They needed each other after all. The only new addition to their family was a girl named Miko. Bulkhead had adopted her and she didn't mind the living situation.

"Bee.... maybe you should get... something for your dreams." Smokescreen muttered as he rubbed his back gently. His brother shook his head slowly and watched him.

"No... I don't think that's a good idea." He mumbled and looked at the time. At least it was time to get up. "Sometimes I feel... it's dad talking to me..." he said and got up.

"You do know how crazy that sounds, right?" His brother said as he narrowed his eyes. "I think... what happened effected you more than us. I don't know how or why, but you should get something for it." He said seriously.

"Like what? See a psychiatrist because I dream about my dead parents?" He asked as he glared back. "I'm fine Smokey." He muttered and walked out of the room.

"No... I don't think you are." He mumbled and walked off to get ready for the day.

Bulkhead was making breakfast and listening to Miko as she talked about what she wanted to do today. The girl was now fifteen and surprisingly she wasn't that difficult. According to Bulkhead. He looked up as his brothers walked in and frowned as Smokescreen pestered Bee.

"They're not hallucinations." Bumblebee mumbled as he glared at him.

"I'm just worried about you." Smokescreen said as he frowned and sat at the table.

"What's this about now?" Bulkhead asked as he watched them. Bumblebee huffed angrily and walked out the back door.

"He had a dream about that night again." Smokescreen muttered and rubbed his face tiredly. "He told me yesterday he had... a dream while he was awake." He mumbled.