Twelve

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June's POV (I'll be alternating between the two)

It's been seven years already and so far Silver hadn't been able to reach me. Silver and I knew of this possibility which is why she gave me a Cybertronian ipad disguised as an Earth Ipad. All of her daily journal recordings were sent from the ship to the ipad so I had a copy.

Jack walked in and sat next to me as I played Silver's newest recording. Silver had pretended she was on a long vacation to keep her secret.

"Entry 2555

I am entering my hometown and landing the plane. Everything is ruined and destroyed. The town has been abandoned for years, yet everything seems to still be falling apart. Whoa! Heh, heh. Big boulder. Anyway! It's been seven years since I seen my sister, June and my nephew, Jack. If your listening, Happy Seventh Birthday, Jack. I love and miss you lots. You should be getting a package today for your birthday. I'm not sure what you're into right now but I hope you like what I got. It's custom made.

I'm sorry to say but I must end my Entry here. I love you both and I'm sorry I am missing your birthdays. You have no idea how much I regret leaving you. I am meeting up with an old friend tomorrow. End Entry.

I heard my sister crying as she spoke. She always cried during her recorded journal entries. Jack got up excitedly and ran to the door, I quickly followed. I grabbed the package that had Jack's name on it and opened the box up. Jack grabbed what was inside. He smiled and showed it to me. I cried.

The present he got was a t-shirt with the name SilverBolt on the back and Aunty Stacy Hearth just below it. The front had a picture of Silver's alt mode that I apparently showed her and my sister leaning against the car. Jack quickly took the shirt he had on off and put his new one on. Perfect fit.

"Can I wear it to bed, please?", Jack asked, I nodded.

"Yes, Jack, you can.", I smiled.

"Mom, who's SilverBolt?", Jack asked, I sighed.

"It was Aunt Stacy's nickname. She was born with silver hair and was really fast when she ran.", I answered, "Now, off to bed."

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