BATTLEFIELD | ❝I don't know what that thing was, but it was not human.❞
━ IN WHICH Stephanie Witwicky is away from home and attacked on her base soon leading her onto the battlefield going against the Decepticon's.
| Book 1 in Stephanie Witwicky's D...
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▌Chapter 10 ─ Bumblebee ▌
━━━━━ STEPHANIE HAD SINCE returned home to see her brother go off to college. For two years she spent her time working on the Autobots to fix any repairs that they had received on missions. All while doing that she was leading a team with Lennox and Epps.
After what had happened she didn't want to let it go and retire, even though she had promised her parents. The NEST team worked together with the Autobots, tracking down what remained of the Decpticon's.
When she wasn't fixing things, or hunting down Decepticons she was with Prime and Ratchet forming a closer bond with the two Autobots. Even though she loved her family more than anything she still lied to them, deep down she knew what she was doing was the right thing.
Her mother never loved the idea that Stephanie wanted to be in the army, but she knew that had always been Stephanie's dream since she was a kid. The blonde looked around the house as most of Sam's things had been packed up for college.
"Come on, let's go! All hands on deck! Frankie, Mojo, out! Come on, kiddos, we're on a schedule." Stephanie's father called out to the two.
She smiled at her father's comment, turning around to look at him, as she picked up one of the boxes following behind him and Sam.
"Slow down, dad. Why are you in such a hurry to get rid of me? Did you rent the room out?" Sam asked him, holding the bag over his shoulder.
"No, I got other ideas for your room and it rhymes with "home theater." He replied with a chuckle.
"Dad, that doesn't even rhyme." Stephanie scoffed, placing the box in the trunk.
Once finished she turned around and walked back into the house. The two walked into the room, Stephanie looked to see her mother holding onto Sam tightly with tear stained cheeks.
"You see this, dad? This is how you're supposed to react when the fruit of your loins goes out into the cruel world to fend for himself, okay?" Sam muffled looking at his father.
"Yeah, my heart bleeds for you, pal. College, bummer!" He replied, turning towards the boxes.
"Don't worry, Sammy. I got the same treatment from dad... as well as mom, when I was shipping out to go to boot camp." Stephanie said, sending her baby brother a soft smile.
Stephanie turned away from them walking towards another box. Lifting it up, she turned around to witness her father make a sexual context towards their mother.
"Dad." The siblings spoke in unison, disgusted faces resting on their faces.
"I love it when you call me "young lady," you dirty old man." Judy said, looking back at Ron.
"You ain't seen nothing yet." He replied to her.
"Dad." Stephanie called out as Sam mumbled.
"What?" He asked the two, turning slightly to look back at them.
