"'Hide?" I whispered, out into the darkness. There was no response, "Ironhide?" I hissed once again.
"Hm? What's up, Ramona?" he asked, his voice thick with tiredness. I didn't answer, "Ramona, what's wrong?" he asked, and I could feel him sit up next to me.
"I had a bad dream," I responded, quietly.
"Oh," he hummed, "Do you want to talk about it?"
"No," I answered, "Can you just...hold me, for a little?" His arms wrapped around me instantly, and I was enveloped in his warmth.
"It was only a dream, Ramona. It's done now," he assured me, his arms tightening a little. I tried once again to abate the tears, but they only forced their way to my eyes once again.
"I know," I sighed, "I know, but it felt so real."
"It's okay," he said, "Think of something happier. Think of our wedding." I did, but that only made the tears harder to suppress.
"Only two weeks, now," I whispered, putting forth a truly valiant effort to stop my crying.
"Yes," he agreed, "Two weeks until we are one. I cannot wait, my love. I'm quite sure that it will have been worth all the years I have waited."
His hands engulfed mine. His right hand tightened around mine, and he brought the left up and smoothed it over his cheek. His skin was smooth and warm, regardless of the authenticity of it. I knew it was synthetic, but it didn't matter to me. This was Ironhide, the man I'd come to love in his entirety, in all three of his forms. I sighed at the contact, and leaned back into his chest.
"I love you, 'Hide," I whispered.
"I love you more," he murmured, and I closed my eyes, feeling the terror of the nightmare begin to fade away into the love that was emanating between the two of us.
"Do you want to go for a ride?" I asked, quietly.
"Are you sure you don't want to try to get more sleep?" he asked, and I nodded in response. He then scooped me up into his arms and carried me from the house. He tucked me into his alt-form, wrapping me in a blanket I hadn't noticed him grab. He then closed the door, rounded the front of his other form and hopped into the cab. The engine purred on, and we left. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders, and I pressed into his side.
"Where do you want to go?" he asked, pressing his lips into my hair.
"Some where private," I answered. I felt him nod against my head, and we were rolling down the road.
I nodded off, for a little, but woke up again when the truck began to bounce relentlessly. We were on a little trail through the wild, surrounded by trees on all sides. The path was rocky and dark, and the only light was his headlights trained ahead.
"Where are we?" I said, voice muffled by the blanket.
"You'll see," he said, cryptically. I was satisfied by this, and nestled further into my warm crook next to 'Hide.
Soon, the forest opened up into a clearing. It was rather big, surrounded almost entirely by trees. Except to the east, where there was a gap, and I could tell that it was a sheer drop off-a cliff. I could see the clouds beginning to lighten with the coming dawn. 'Hide parked his alt-form facing the gap in the trees, where we could see the mountains on the horizon, silhouetted against the grey skies. We sat there, watching the sun begin to crest over the hills, until it was halfway risen behind the mountains.
"'Hide?" I said, quietly, gaining the distracted Autobot's attention.
"Hm?" he hummed.
"Could I..." I paused, suddenly nervous to voice my request.
