Welcome to the first chapter of Fix Your Heart! I am so excited to see how this story will turn out, and it's my first one with Sideswipe and Sunstreaker as a few of the main characters. Rated T for profanity and violent scenes.

Now, on with the story. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, only the characters I have created.

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Chapter 1: Nightmares

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(Avery's POV)

"Alright, practice is over. See you tomorrow, ladies!" my coach called, dismissing us from the field. I held my soccer ball steady under my arm and grabbed my bag, scanning the parking lot for a black Honda Pilot. I spotted one to the right of me, and broke out into a jog, a grin crossing my face as I neared the vehicle. A young woman was in the front, her eyes moving back and forth as she read a book, looking up as I opened the door.

"Hey Avery, how was practice?" she asked, placing her bookmark into the book and tossing it into the backseat. I shut the door and tugged my seatbelt on, looking over to her.

"Nothin' special. We did a lot of conditioning and I'm in desperate need of sleep," I said, taking a large gulp of water from my water bottle. My sister raised her eyebrows at me, shifting the gears into reverse.

"Maybe you're tired because you keep going to bed past midnight," she muttered, looking over her shoulder as she backed out of the dirt lot. I glared at her and put my water bottle into the cup holder, folding my arms across my chest.

"College is out, it's summer vacation, and I'm taking advantages of staying up late and sleeping in," I retorted. "Kennedy, you just need to take a chill pill. You aren't our mother, you're just my twin."

Kennedy focused her attention on the road, but kept glancing at me. She sniffed the air, and wrinkled her nose in disgust before throwing me a glare. "You smell awful," she said, rolling down the windows. She was always honest, even if it was the cold, hard truth.

"Sorry, but I just ran quite a few miles in this awful summer heat." I lifted my legs off of the seat, unsticking them from the leather surface. It was shiny with sweat, and I grabbed a towel from my bag, placing it under my legs.

Kennedy sighed. Her dark brown hair was pulled into a sleek bun, and the nude lipstick she was wearing looked nice against her light-colored skin. She didn't respond, knowing after years of experience that lecturing me wasn't a good idea.

I looked out the window, watching as we headed towards the city. Kennedy shifted in her seat, turning the radio down so we could talk.

"Want to stop at Starbucks?" she asked me, and I grinned.

"You know me so well," I responded, and she rolled her eyes before giving a small smirk.

"Ave, I've been with you your whole life. Of course I know you more than any other person on this planet, besides yourself," she said. Chuckling, I pulled my ginger hair out of its messy ponytail, and grabbed a brush from the glove box, brushing out the tangles. I put it into a messy bun to keep it out of my face, and smoothed down my wrinkled t-shirt.

Kennedy pulled into a drive-through, and ordered our drinks. She pulled up to the cashier, and flashed a white smile, as the employee said, "Your total is $8.79." Kennedy handed over the money, and the employee gave us our drinks.

"Thanks," my sister said, before handing me my drink and pulling out of the drive through. I sipped the frappucino happily, while Kennedy headed to our apartment in the city.

I was watching out the window with content until I heard a loud engine echo nearby, and turned to watch as two Corvettes flew past us, weaving between the traffic. One was a glittering silver, while the other was a shiny, pure gold. Both beautiful, but that didn't stop me from raging.

Kennedy slammed on the brakes to stop from hitting them, and cursed to herself, before I screamed "Assholes!", clenching my teeth in anger. What is with sports cars and going 40 miles over the speed limit?

"They are going to kill someone," my sister said, shaking her head. Cars were honking their horns, stuck in the same situation we were just in. I glared at the silver and gold cars as they disappeared around a corner.

"I have had it with bad drivers! What is wrong with people!?" I yelled, and Kennedy sighed.

"Avery, quit the yelling, will you?" she said sternly, and I muttered an apology, staring at the window. Why did they seem like they were in such a rush? I asked myself. Questions floated around my head like fish trapped in a bowl.

"Are we going to Skype Mom and Dad tonight?" I broke the silence as Kennedy parallel-parked in front of our apartment. She parked the car, giving me a smile.

"Sure, it's Tuesday, right?" I nodded, and we got out of the car. I climbed up the steps to our door, and waited for Kennedy, who had the keys. Once I got inside, I put my bag down, letting out a deep breath.

Our apartment was small, but the perfect size for the two of us. There was a decent-sized living room, a small kitchen, an office area, and a second floor, which held two bedrooms and a bathroom that we shared. It was home, and that's all that mattered.

I turned to Kennedy, who was hanging her purse on a rack near the door. "I'm gonna take a shower," I said, and jogged up the stairs. Once I entered the bathroom, I shut the door, and thought about the Corvettes once again. I just couldn't get them out of my mind.

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(Kennedy's POV)

Avery went up the stairs, and I heard the bathroom door close. I headed towards the kitchen, my Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban book in hand. I hummed to myself, and grabbed an apple, washing it before I headed to the couch. Plopping myself onto the soft cushion, I opened my book and continued to read where I left off.

After 20 minutes of reading, my phone buzzed on the bedside table, and I reached over, avoiding the apple core. I smiled when I saw who it was, and opened the message.

Mom: Hi honey, how has your summer been? Remember, we are Skyping tonight. Blake can't wait to see you :) Love, Mom

My heart warmed as I thought of my family, which I dearly missed. I replied, sending the message right when Avery entered the room.

Kennedy: Both Avery and I have been great, can't wait to see you guys tonight! Much love 3

I looked up, and Avery fell next to me on the couch, groaning as she leaned her head back. I raised an eyebrow, and she turned her head to face me, letting out a laugh.

"What's up?" she asked, making a peace sign. I shook my head, although I couldn't stop an amused smile from spreading across my face.

"I was reading earlier. Ready to Skype them?" I asked, and she nodded, her wet hair falling across her face. We stood up, and walked to where our computer was, and I logged on. It said my mom was online, and we called her, waiting for a response. The screen widened, and my mom's face was displayed across the computer screen.

"Avery, Kennedy!" she said excitedly, and she turned, calling for our dad and little brother.

"Hey, Mom!" Avery said, grinning from ear-to-ear. Her green eyes were bright with happiness, and I smiled at seeing her so cheerful.

"Mom, how have you been?" I asked, and my dad appeared behind Mom.

"Ave, Kenn, how are ya my little munchkins?" he asked, and we both chuckled at the nickname he gave us during our childhood.

"We're good, Dad," I said, and he smiled, messing his brown hair. Mom was grinning, her eyes flickering back and forth between Avery and I.

"How's soccer?" she asked Avery.

"It's good! Just had practice today, my team is doing pretty well so far. The summer season just started, so we have only had a couple of games," Avery responded, pulling up a chair to the desk. I did the same, making room for both of us to be seen on the camera.

A squeal was heard in the background, and a little boy with ginger hair, blue eyes, and slight freckles appeared on the screen, blocking off Mom and Dad.

"Avery, Kennedy! Look!" he yelled, showing us a toy car on the screen. "I got a new car!" Avery and I smiled, chuckling at our little brother's excitement towards the toy.

"That's awesome, Blake!" Avery exclaimed. He grinned, and was pulled back by Mom so we could see her and Dad instead of just Blake's face.

Mom's smile saddened, and I frowned. "What's wrong?" I asked, and Avery threw me a sideways glance.

"It's just… Lauren would be so proud of you two right now," she sighed. My heart felt like a bullet was shot through it, and I could tell by Avery's reaction she felt the same way. Dad frowned, looking at the ground, and Blake looked up at Mom, who was wiping her eyes.

Lauren had been our 8 year-old sister at the time. That had been four years ago, which feels like forever. It had happened so suddenly, I never got to say goodbye to her. Never got to tell her how much I loved her.

"I know, Mom, I know," I said, and gave Avery a hug as I saw tears in her eyes from the mention of our sister's name. Mom smiled, and Dad gave her shoulder a squeeze.

"So, Blake," I asked, trying to make the conversation happier. "Are you excited to be a first grader?" He grinned, and went on for five minutes telling us all of his plans. For the next 30 minutes, my family just talked, simply catching up on our lives. I enjoyed every second of seeing my family, who was hundreds of miles away.

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(Avery's POV)

I ran as fast as I could, dragging Lauren behind me. "Hurry!" I screamed, and Lauren gave a yelp as she glanced behind us.

"It's coming!" she yelled, and I pulled her faster. I couldn't let her die. This isn't how it should end. We ran around a corner, narrowly missing an explosion. Lauren tripped, and I screamed, pulling her back onto her feet.

The evil monster was behind us, laughing darkly. "You can't run, humans," it growled, and I ran faster, with Lauren right beside me. I gasped for air, it felt like we had been running for hours. I glanced behind me, and saw the large robot watching us, dark, red eyes causing me to shake in fright. We reached a dead end in an alleyway, and I froze.

"What do we do now?" Lauren said, fear laced in her voice. "I'm scared!" She grabbed onto my arm, huddling beside me. We were trapped, with the robot closing in. It held a gun, and pointed it at us.

"You humans are so pathetic," it said, shaking its head as if to mock us. Before I could respond, it shot the gun, heading straight toward my little sister. I tried to move, but I couldn't. I couldn't push her out of the way, help her, I was frozen.

"NOOO!" I screamed as it came into contact with Lauren, whose cry was silenced immediately. I watched as her small, dead body collapsed to the ground, and cried out in terror, still unable to move.

"Lauren!" I yelled, tears pouring out of my eyes. The robot was walking towards me, laughing at how weak I was. I couldn't save my sister.

It pointed the gun at me, and before I could react, I was shot.

I gasped loudly, sitting up in bed. My body was shaking, and sweat covered me from head to foot. It was just a nightmare, I told myself. They had haunted me every night since I had watched my sister get murdered in Mission City. A day I wish with all my heart I could take back.

I glanced at the clock, which read 2:24 am. I sighed, leaning back onto my pillow and pulled the covers up to my chin. The darkness wrapped around me, and I blinked a few times, trying to make out objects. I heard my sister's steady breathing in the room across the hall, and silently was grateful she wasn't suffering from any nightmares.

The image of the robot appeared into my head as I stared into space. Its deep, crimson eyes made shivers go down my spine whenever I pictured it. Where it was now, I had no idea, but I knew it was still on Earth. And I want vengeance for what it had done to my sister.

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Just to let you know, the way Lauren died in Avery's nightmare wasn't the actual way she died– that will be explained in more detail later on in the story.

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