Change of Law and Heart

Chapter 23: Going Forward

The ringing of my phone brought me out of my thoughts. On the screen showed 'Tipps', causing worry to bubble in my stomach. It had been over a week since the attack from the Decepticons and she wasn't pleased with me.

Sadly, I had missed Cool Desert Nights again this year due to my injures and being stuck at the office. My side was feeling much better from the first couple of days, making me do paper work at home.

Before Tipps could get impatient of me answering her call, I pressed the answer button and put it up to my ear. "Hey, how's it going?" I started with and set down my pen.

"Not so great. Three Wardens have gotten the flu and are off-duty and we are short-handed as it is. If you feeling up to it, I need you to catch this supposedly sick Loon," Tipps offered. I was beyond excited to get back in the field.

Ratchet also put me on the injured list and made sure that I couldn't go out. But now, Tipps was allowing me back out in the real world. "Yes! Uh, I mean, yeah, sure, I'll see if my side is up for the task." I covered up excitement by acting cool and collected.

Uh huh, okay. I'll text you the address or at least the general area of where it was spotted." Then my sergeant ended the call yet still left me feeling jittery. This is what happens when you keep me in one area for two long.

Any 'normal' job of sitting at a desk for twelve hours wouldn't work for me. As a Game Warden, I'm able to move around as I please, seeing it fit to do so. That's why those years ago, it was my second as one, I hated when that stupid criminal shot me.

I was in the hospital for three days and at home for three weeks, unable to get out of the house much. Will and Sarah, bless their hearts, took me out and helped me get out of that depressing state. With that much time on your hands, it made me think I was never going back as a Warden.

Gladly the shot somehow missed all important organs in my body. It helped awaken the higher ups to get us bullet proof vest, knowing we also could get shot.

Without another thought about the paper on my desk, I hopped out of my chair and quickly changed into my work uniform. It felt good to be back in it, like it was meant for me to always wear it.

My hands snatched my warden truck keys and swung open the door. "I'm back on the force!" I cheered and rush to the green truck.

Right before my hand could grab the handle, a hand wrapped around my wrist. "Did Ratchet give clearance to go back to work?" Sunstreaker questioned sternly.

"Of course! He's too scary to defy. Either you two can follow me or stay home to watch the dogs. But you can't stop me." The smile on my face couldn't be turned upside down even if these two tried to stop me. Main word: tried.

It was a lie that Ratchet is allowing me to go back to work but what they didn't know, couldn't hurt them. I jumped up in my work truck and started the engine. "Brey-" Sunstreaker started.

"Sorry can't hear you!" I teased and tore out of the drive way like my life depended on it. There was no way I was going to let them stop me. Ratchet wasn't here to order me around and he shouldn't be allowed to do so. He's an alien and I'm a human.

In my rearview mirror, the two of them reversed so quickly that they spun up rocks and most likely scratching their paint. Within moments, they were on my tail and trailing closely. My phone buzzed again, meaning Tipps sent me where the sick Loon was.

"Hey Siri, check messages." The AI told me that Tipps had sent me a message and read it to me. It was north of Jay, the city I live in, near a town called Wilton and by a small pond. My phone buzzed, telling me someone was calling me, hopefully not Tipps.