Unforeseen

Chapter 23

I do not own Transformers, only my OC's.

Chapter 23

I felt elderly. My muscles were cramped and achy and when I moved my joints popped. I had slept little during the night, my mind too occupied with 'what if's' and 'should I's' to find much rest. I had been nervous, in fact I still was, about my decision. It was brash and crazy, but it had to be done. I just had to keep telling myself that.

A voice hummed in the air, but I ignored it.

Rising out of my seat I slung my backpack over my shoulder. It was fairly heavy, but there wasn't nearly as much in it as I would have liked. Nothing could be done about that however, bringing too much would have caught the attention of that damn lying truck.

Three people in uniform smiled and bade everyone goodbye as we exited the plane. I smiled faintly as the brisk cool air captured within the walkway greeted me. Good old Texan air, despite all the discord in my heart in felt good to be home.

The airport was loud and busy. People rushed to and fro, looking for their terminal. Others sat impatiently chatting on their cell phones or reading tabloids.

The exit wasn't hard to find, but the area was like a sea. Countless faces swam through my vision as they went about getting their luggage. I was thankful I didn't have to wait amongst them.

"Where are you," I mumbled to myself as I scanned the hoard looking for a familiar face.

"Melry!" A teen with wild black haired waved hers arms enthusiastically from halfway across the room. I had barely taken three steps before she flung herself onto me. "My love is back!"

I grimaced, "ribs Jessy, ribs."

She instantly released, "sorry! I totally forgot."

I couldn't blame her for that. She had only heard about it once, three days ago.

"How was the flight?" Claire, Jessy's mother, asked with a smile. Her silver streaked black hair hung in loose waves over her shoulders.

"OK I suppose," I answered. Claire had always been like a second mother to me. Out of all my friends in Texas I had known Jessy the longest. As kids we were constantly at one another's houses. I had lost count of the number of sleepovers we had had.

Reaching into my pocket I pulled out an envelope and handed it to her. "This is what I owe you."

Claire nodded and quietly tucked it in her purse. It had been a simple deal we had made. I needed to get away from… him and Texas was the first place to come to mind. Jessy had implored her mom to let me stay for a while and Claire, the kind soul that she was, agreed when she heard I was having outrageous amounts of emotional trouble. Unfortunately I didn't own a credit card and couldn't purchase the tickets myself, so I had to ask her buy them for me. They had been expensive since it was last minute, but I didn't care. College could wait, my health was more important.

"Have you called home yet dear?"

"Not yet," I had forgotten to charge my phone and it had died shortly after arriving at the airport in Washington. "I'll call as soon as I get to your place."

I was a bit nervous about calling home. I hadn't told anyone about my plans. The idea of leaving a note had crossed my mind, but it would have gone unnoticed in my room and if I had left it in the kitchen I would have been grabbed before the plane even had a chance to take off.

"That's fine," Claire answered, "just as long as you call your relatives and let them know you arrived safely." Together we headed out to the car.

We chatted aimlessly the entire trip, our discussions slipping from one thing other rather quickly. It was harmless chatted more focused on school and inventions that anything else. Jessy became upset when I told her about Little Ironhide and didn't have him to show her. I spun a white lie and told her my uncle had confiscated him because he thought it was too dangerous. As much as I wanted to tell her the truth about everything, I knew I could not. If the military was keeping their not-so-little alien friends a secret I'd be in way over my head by talking about them.