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Heartache

The little 'ting' from the elevator made me look up from my book. The doors opened to reveal Agent Fowler with his head down. The worried look on his face made me mark my page and close my book. I stand up and take a few steps toward the man. "Uncle Bill? Is everything alright?"

He looks up to meet my eyes. He's been crying, his face was red and puffy. He shook his head and sniffed, looking away as a tear fell. I lift a hand to reach out to him. I notice his closed hand. There was a chain poking out the side of his fist. I was getting concerned. "Agent Fowler?"

"Kid... uh," he took a deep breath and ran his free hand over his face. "Y-your dad. I knew him. He was a good man." His voice broke as he lifted his fist to hand me a chain. I looked confused before carefully taking what was in his hand. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ratchet and Optimus pause their conversation. Miko and Raf pause their game. My eyes widen as the busted-up dog tags hit my hands. I look up only to see Fowler with his head turned and eyes closed.

"Y/n?...." Someone said, but I didn't hear them. They sounded so far away. Tears spilled down my cheeks as I stared at my father's tags. I stumbled backward, shaking my head in disbelief. My breathing picked up speed. I felt a hand on my shoulder but I pushed it off and ran. I ran down hallway after hallway. Eventually, I fell to my knees. My father... My dad. He was the most loving, kind-hearted man. I hated the day he was deployed, fearing he would never come back. I prayed that wasn't the truth. Still on my knees, I screamed. As loud and as long as I could, only stopping when my throat burned like fire. I pushed myself to lean against the wall. I continued to cry. Sobs wrack my body and my hands fly to my hair, tugging and pulling. 

I don't know how much time passed, a few minutes or a few hours. I must have passed out. Strong arms held me against a firm chest. My eyes and throat burned like a raging fire. I crack my eyes open to see Wheeljack's holoform carrying me. I try to speak, only to let out a cough. "Hey Sunshine. Don't speak. We uh... we all heard." He paused before kicking open a storage door. Once inside, he set me down on a box and kneels in front of me. He took my hands in his. "Listen, I know what you're going through. Ask Bulk. The big guy was right by my side. But I've lost countless friends. I know it's different that losing your sire. But I do know you don't have to go through this by yourself. We're all here for you. I'm here."

I can feel the tears fall down my eyes. I lean forward and wrap my arms around his neck, without hesitation he hugs me back. His arms keep a firm grip around my waist, one and planted on the middle of my back. He tucks his nose in the crook of my neck and mumbles against my skin. "I'm here, sweetspark. I'm here."