Unforeseen

Chapter 28

I don't own Transformers. Only my OC's.

Chapter 28 

"Shouldn't you be sleeping?" Ron asked with a sideways glance.

I turned on the radio and filtered through the stations. "Hard to sleep when you can't breathe." I attempted to sniff, but it was nearly impossible to get air through my swollen sinus passages.

"Aren't there medicines you can take?"

"I did a while ago, but it hasn't kicked in."

"Then why don't you wait in the house and go to bed when it does."

I shrugged.

"What am I going to do with you?" he muttered.

I smiled and pulled the seat belt on. "You could take me for a drive." He frowned. "Unless you want to be lazy."

Ron rolled his eyes and put the truck in gear, I had a feeling it was more for show than necessity. "Where am I escorting you," sarcasm dripped from his voice.

"Wherever you feel like wandering." I really didn't have any destination in mind, I just did not want to sit alone in the house. Jessy had gone to school today and I wasn't going to be rude and invite Ron in without her or her mom around.

I pulled a tissue from my sweaters pocket as Ron made a U-turn. Blowing my nose was as useless as ever, but I desperately wanted to breathe normally. He eyed me carefully. "What? I'm not going to drop it on the floor."

"I'm not worried about that."

"Then what's with the look?"

"You should be resting."

I accidently snorted. Stupid sinuses, I pressed my fingers to my nose and blushed. "Stop being a worry wart, it's just a cold. It won't kill me."

"Your system hasn't even recovered from the last ailment." He might as well have been a doctor with how he was carrying on.

"Want to take me to the hospital? You'll rack up an outrageous bill just to be told exactly what I'm telling you."

Ron frowned. "I'm not that concerned."

"So… why are you acting this way?"

"I've seen soldiers hospitalize themselves for playing tough."

"Well, I'm not a soldier..." I sneezed. "And if I were trying to be tough I'd demand we walk."

Ron's frown did not vanish however, "if you worsen I'm chaining you to your bed."

I couldn't help but smile, "and here I thought you'd say you would lock me up in here." I patted the seat.

A slick grin appeared upon his face. "That could be arranged."

I didn't doubt it for a second, but I laughed anyway. After everything we had been through I knew he wouldn't hold me prisoner for anything but a joke, if even that.

Sitting back in my seat I watched the houses go by. I wasn't sure where he was heading, but every guess I had was diminished as he jumped on the highway. I restrained myself from asking, trying, with much effort, to let it be a surprise.

For a while I kept myself busy moving gently to the pop music playing on the radio and pulling on the sleeve of my shirt. My mind kept me mostly unaware of the passage of time. I was being a little silly inside my head, but it was entertaining and certainly made me curious. If anything I hoped fixing my mind on Ron in his true form, or at least what I could remember of that hulking black figure, would allow me to face up to it in reality.