She's Just a Human | Transformers

25: The More We Trust, The Closer We Grow

{Chapter Under Edition} ~Dream Catcher  

I walk out from the room and at the moment I walk through the door, everyone looks at me. Everyone is around a screen, even the Autobots.

"What?" I say. They just keep staring at me "You... You saw all that right?"

Will nods. I walk to them and look at the screen... oh...
The security cameras of the room I just walked out from.

"Kid, when you start talking you really just start talking..." Hide says.

I look back but Haddelin is still in the room. I look at the screen and she talks with the man carrying the camera, I don't pay attention to what she's saying but I smile without even knowing when she suddenly slams her hand on the table, noticeably angry.

"You are probably in more trouble because of that Cael" Will says. "I'll talk to her for preventing that she rips your head off" he walks to the room. I look around, the Autobots looking at me.
Optimus kneels down, I understand he wants to tell me something.
I walk to him.

"Caelyn, I've thought about what you said" he says. "The part when you said you would always be on our side, is that true?"

"Sure! Why would I have said that if it wasn't true, I mean... you have showed me enough to trust you even more than other humans"

"I'm glad to know that we have someone we can trust besides the rest of our kind" he says.

"You can be sure that whenever you need my help I'll be there just as you have been with me"

"I think that might help us in a near future" he says as he looks at something behind me.

I turn around and see Haddelin walking out of the room, shaking her hands in the air as Will tries to make her think things twice.
I press my lips and turn to Optimus again.

"I hope I didn't get you into trouble" I say.

"Why do you say that? Yourself is a problem!" Ironhide joins the conversation as he imitates Haddelin.
I laugh, it's actually very funny to see him imitate a human, and even funnier if it's Haddelin.

"You still think I'm funny Uh?" He says.

"I have something else to add to the list" I say.

"Oh really?"

"You're also cute!" I say, making fun of him.

"WHAT?! I accepted the funny and... wait I didn't accepted the 'soft' part but THIS?!"

Okay, this is even funnier than the imitation thing. I start laughing again.

"This is even an INSULT to me! I might be of metal but I have a spark!!" He says, gesturing with his hands and starts walking away.

"I told you you were soft!!" I shout.

"Aaaggh!" He growls. I giggle, I turn around and see Optimus. He has a very reflexive look in his face.
I'll leave him to think, I may distract him from something more important.

Wait, where's Bumblebee?
I look around and find him at the entrance of the place, in his Alt form.
I walk towards him.

"Hi Blondie...." I say as I get near to him, he transforms. "Are... are you mad?"

He looks down at me and stares deep into my eyes.

"Little Insolent Human" he pats my head. I giggle.

"I hope that means 'no'" I say as I sit down on the floor next to him and look to the front.

We're in the border of Florida with Alabama, this is the best hidden base I've been to. It's in the woods, and I'm gonna be honest, I think this is the one I like most, there's a beautiful view of the forest, if this is how it looks from the ground, I wonder how would it look like from the sky.

Like reading my mind, suddenly Bee pulls my arm softly. I stand up and he places his palm wide open in front of me. I step on it and he takes me to his shoulder. I jump down and take grip of his helmet to stay up on his shoulder, he slowly takes his hand away and points to the front.
I look to the place he's pointing.
Oh boy....

The sky is coloured with beautiful tones of blue and orange, some clouds are making the view even more impressive, the tops of the trees are shining with the light and the sun is going down at every minute.
This... this is beautiful.
I take my hand away from Bee's helmet and keep looking at the view as everything disappears around me, something I love even more than drawing is looking at the sky.

I start thinking... We're in war, there's destruction, death and problems but in every war there's something beautiful, the world knows it... life knows it, not everything has to be bad. It's just about the way you look at things.

I don't know how much time I've been staring at the sky but the sun is almost gone.
I almost have a heart attack as I'm about to fall from Bee's shoulder. I grab his helm just before I fall down.
He makes that sound and helps me take balance again.

"That... that was amazing... thanks" I say.

I sit down on his shoulder and wave my legs as I look down to the ground.

'It's just about the way you look at things.'

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We spend the night at the base. No news of the Decepticons, it's just like they had disappeared.

The Autobots are resting, it was a long day, for all of us.
I should be sleeping too, but I can't, it's not that I'm scared or nervous, it's just one of those times that you're actually tired but you can't sleep.

I slowly walk to the big and open entrance of the base, its just as the other bases I've been to.
I get to it and sit on the floor, I sigh and look up to the sky, full of thousands of stars, like in my house in Oregon.

I stay there... thinking in everything and in nothing at the same time, just looking to the deep of the sky.
I hear some loud steps coming from behind and standing at my side, I don't have to turn my head to know who he is.
We stay in silence for a while, minutes? Hours? I don't quite know.

"How...? how can you get through it so easily?" I ask.

"What do you mean?" Optimus asks.

"You... well, you know very well how does it feel to loose someone you care about but... you're... always so strong and you move on fast and... well... that"

"Moving on is different than forgetting" he says.

"I know, I mean... you make those things seem easy..."

"Everything's about the way you look at things" he says. I look at him with wide eyes, he's looking up at the stars, with his arms crossed, he doesn't seem to notice I looked at him. "What I see, is that they're probably in a better place, and crying won't bring them back, I am not saying that crying and being sad is wrong but 'too much' is always bad... Let's not make their death be in vane... And.... I'm sure they're in good hands..."
There... what does he mean with that?
I hug me knees against my chest as I look up at the sky again.

"Sometimes..." he continues. "We have to stop living in the past, we have to learn to let go... keep the memory and leave the pain and remember, not how they ended but how they lived... start looking forward and stop walking backwards.... When you take your fears and worries away, you leave more space for dreams... and hope"

The stars seem to shine brighter.

"Thank you..." I say.

"For what?"

"Just... Thank you" I say, smiling.

"You're welcome"