Unforeseen

Chapter 30

I don't own Transformers, only my OC's.

Chapter 30

Trevor sat in the back quietly playing with the dinosaur figurines he had brought to school for a project. We had decided to go for ice cream and Ron was heading to the place now. We weren't going to my favorite parlor but that was only because Trevor wanted to evade seeing anyone from school. After the display we had put on I couldn't blame him. There was nothing we were ashamed of but with the event fresh in people's mind we wanted to evade any unnecessary comments.

The next best place was about twenty minutes away. A bit far for something as simple as ice cream, but the distance would keep familiar faces away and it was guaranteed to be good. Ron didn't seem to mind either, thankfully. Then again, what was he going to do at the house? Sit around and twiddle his thumbs? Sounded highly amusing. Not.

This little stretch of road we were on was fun. It was actually the back way into the town, but it was lined with trees and there was an old barn half way through. I wondered if it was still standing after this summer. I would know soon enough.

"Melry?" A little voice came from the back.

"Hm?" I turned and looked atTrevor.

"Are you really going to leave soon?"

I smiled sadly. "Yeah. Ron and I have to get back home."

"But I miss having you around. Jessy does too."

"I know. I miss you guys when I'm away too." I hated this discussion, but what could I do? Reality was really cruel sometimes.

Ron passed a quick backwards glance, "if things are quiet in summer I might be able to bring her down."

I blinked in surprise and stared at him. Had he just -

"Really?" Trevor's voice perked.

"I can't guarantee anything," he replied, "but I can promise I'll try."

I couldn't help it, I squealed. "I love you Ironhide!" My voice cracked on his name.

Ron visibly jumped, even the truck gave a small jolt.

I blushed, realizing I had not only said the 'L' word, but I had also called him by his true name for the first time. Ooops. "Sorry."

"Is Ironhide you code name?" Trevor asked.

Ron quirked a brow but because he was facing forward Trevor couldn't see it. I smiled nervously and nodded. "Yep, you guessed right."

"I knew it," Trevor grinned. His father was a Marine and had a nickname himself, so I wasn't surprised he had thought of it in those terms.

I nearly missed seeing the barn as we pased it by. Sure enough it was still standing and looking as forgotten as it always did with its paint chipping off.

"What's it like in Washington?" Trevor asked a few minutes later.

I had never thought about that before, aside from it not being Texas anyway. "It's… interesting." That was an understatement. "I've met a strange bunch people there."

"Like Ron?"

"Who you calling strange?" Despite the tone Ron was smiling.

"Just like Ron," I grinned and gently pushed his human form.

The rest of the trip went quietly. The parlor was fairly empty, which was surprising. Trevor got a huge sundae, I seriously wondered where he was going to put it all, and I got a waffle cone filled with triple chocolate ice cream. The ice cream was great, but what I loved about this place was the fact they put a candy ball at the bottom of the cone.