Chapter 20

It shouldn't surprise me. My body had been telling me this whole time I was pregnant but I guess I just didn't listen. Pinching the bridge of my nose, the thought of how to tell Optimus he was going to be a father entered my mind. Honestly, I didn't know if I could tell him. The thought of getting his hopes up again only to have them dashed if I miscarry would be devastating for us both.

Thinking about it though, it wouldn't be fair to keep this from him. It was his child after all.

I decided to wait until tomorrow to tell him.

Pulled from my thoughts, I glanced at my phone as it began to ring. Reaching down, I picked it up staring at the unknown number. Who was calling me?

"Hello?"

"How is my brother treating you?"

I froze at the voice on the other end. Somehow, I knew the voice

"How the hell did you get this number?"

It was like my instincts knew

"That is none of your concern. I have a message I need you to pass on to my brother"

"And why would I do that?"

"It concerns you"

"Are you threatening me?"

"No…kidnapping you."

Before I had time to react, a white cloth came out of nowhere and covered my nose and mouth. I struggled and accidentally breathed in, gagging when chloroform filled my lungs and sinuses and everything went black…

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Normal POV

The next day

Mikaela walked to her cousin's room annoyed, the girl was going to be late for school and Bumblebee would have to break over a hundred traffic laws just to get to school on time. Arriving at her door, Mikaela hammered on it

"MEGAN" she shouted.

There was no response

"MEGAN, GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED NOW. YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL."

Still, no response was received from the bedroom. Mikaela opened the door and stepped in, stopping, Megan nowhere to be seen

"Meg?" she called out walking inside.

Receiving no response, Mikaela pulled out her cell and dialed her cousin's number.

The opening chords to Linkin Park's What I've Done could be heard coming from the bathroom nearby. Mikaela followed the sound and arrived, opening the door and found Megan's phone on the ground. Hanging up, she walked over and knelt down, picking it up. She checked the phone log to see who had called her last and an unknown number appeared. Pressing the call button, she waited as it rang and rang and rang.

Finally, the call connected

"Well, it's too early to be Optimus. So I'm guessing it must be Mikaela."

Gasping at the other voice on the line, Mikaela hung up and stood, noticing the pregnancy test sitting on the sink. Grabbing it, she hurried out of the bathroom and raced to inform the others of what was going on.

Mikaela was formulating how she was going to tell them but before she even realized it, she found herself in the mess hall where everyone was finishing breakfast

"OPTIMUS" she shouted.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to the leader of the alien race.

The Autobot leader glanced over from his conversation with Ironhide when he saw Mikaela's panicked look. He excused himself and walked over to her

"Mikaela, what is wrong?" he asked her

"She's gone. Megan's gone" she replied

"What do you mean gone?" he was confused by what she meant

"I found her phone on the bathroom floor and an unknown number called her last night. I think someone has kidnapped her."

Silence fell over the mess hall as everyone was unsure of how to quite broach what was happening. Optimus saw the phone the young woman was holding and recognized it was Megan's, though it appeared slightly damaged by a fall of some sort

"Mikaela, did you call the number?" Ironhide asked walking over

"I did and…" she trailed off

"And?" Ironhide was getting impatient.

Holding out the phone, Mikaela redialed the number and put it on loudspeaker as it rang

"I assume since you are calling again, you are now with my brother."

Every human paled and every Autobot bristled.

How was it possible that he was alive? Sam had killed him in Mission City three years ago. Somehow, one way or another, he had come back from the dead

"Megatron, where is Megan?" Optimus asked him

"Your little fleshy mate? Unharmed…for now" Megatron chuckled darkly

"If you hurt her" Mikaela began

"What are you going to do, fleshling, send your medic of a mate after me?"

"What do you want with Megan?" Optimus tried another question

"All in good time, brother. I don't suppose your little meatbag mate is with child, is she?"

"Of course not" the leader replied

"Really?"

Wondering what he meant, Optimus glanced down and saw that Mikaela was staring at what looked like a…it couldn't be.

Mikaela glanced back up at Optimus and showed him the test

"She is" she told him.

Pregnant.

Megan was pregnant.

Again.

Why hadn't she told him? He remembered the argument they had had last night and realized that perhaps she had wanted to wait. Or she never planned on telling him. Or she wanted to wait until the right moment when they were speaking again. Either way, it didn't change the fact that she was carrying his child once again

"So it is true. Remember the prophecy, Prime?"

No.

It couldn't be. Not the prophecy, anything but the prophecy

"Optimus, what is he talking about?" Sam asked joining the group

"Oh, he hasn't told you. This will make for an interesting conversation."

The phone beeped and they realized Megatron had hung up

"Optimus, what prophecy?" Mikaela demanded.

If this prophecy had anything to do with why her cousin was kidnapped, so help her god, she was going to tear him limb from limb.

He couldn't tell her, none of them. He needed time to think this through, this couldn't be happening to him right now. Normally, he was level headed in these kinds of situations. Ever since Megan, however, sometimes his feelings for her clouded his judgment and decisions. All he wanted was her and their child safe. But if this was the prophecy, he wasn't sure he could guarantee that

"OPTIMUS PRIME. ANSWER ME, GODDAMN IT" Mikaela yelled panic clearly in her tone "she is the closest thing I have to a sister. She is your girlfriend. Or do you not care anymore?" Mikaela continued.

The Autobot leader leveled a glare down at her harsh enough to make her step back

"Of course I care. I have never cared about a human so much as I have for her. I love her, Mikaela, and I would die for her. My mate and child are in danger and I will do everything I can to protect them. Last night, an argument was fought between us but there is not a nanosecond that goes by that I do not wish I had apologized or stayed. She needed me and now I may never see her again."

Mikaela had tears in her eyes. It still amazed her that someone like Optimus Prime, leader of a race of cyber organisms roughly millions of years old, could love a simple human teenager like her cousin and would spend the rest of her human life with her. He loved her irrevocably and that was all Mikaela could ask for

"Then if we're gonna save them, we need to know of the prophecy."

Venting air through his intakes, equivalent to that of a human sigh, the Autobot leader relented

"No one believed the prophecy written long before our time. To think it possible. It was foretold that if the last of the Primes were to mate with a femme being from an unknown planet, Earth, in a galaxy far away, called a human, the child born of their union would become weaponized by the most dominant evil, thus that very child would become the most dangerous weapon in the universe and could not be stopped.

If Megatron is planning what I believe he is, he will want to keep Megan until she births our sparkling. He will dispose of her and keep the sparkling; raising it to become something no human or Cybertronian can destroy…not even Megatron himself."

The mess hall was silent as every human and Autobot tried to process what this meant for the future of everyone themselves included.

Mikaela couldn't think straight as Optimus' words couldn't quite sink in and was having trouble processing

"So, my cousin is carrying the ultimate weapon?"

"In a matter of human sense, yes" Optimus replied

"I never thought" Chromia began and they looked over at her "that was merely a sparkling tale we passed down among generations of Cybertronians. A mere story"

"Not anymore" Ratchet spoke up

"So what do we do?" Lennox asked "how do we get her back?"

"Any way we can" Ironhide replied "alive."

Mikaela bit her lip unsure of what to tell them next. How could she tell them that the first time she had called it wasn't Megatron who had picked up the phone?

She knew this would probably devastate Optimus but what choice did she have?

"Optimus?"

The leader looked back down at her

"Yes?"

"I have something to tell you, something you're not going to like."

His faceplates shifted into a frown

"When I dialed the number the first time, it wasn't Megatron who answered" she began

"Who was it?" he asked

"Hey, yo, has anyone seen Elita One?" Skids asked interrupting.

Optimus glanced from Mikaela to Skids and back again before it connected in his mind.

Elita.

Mikaela nodded realizing he had pieced it together

"Elita One answered the phone."

TBC