When Auri came to earth, she didn't expect Cons, rules or liaisons, or how different life would be, but neither did she expect the friends she would find, the fun she would have, & the family she'd gain.
One of my reviewers commented on how last chapter (Chapter 87) would have been a good ending if I was writing a sequel, and I liked that idea. I mean, eighty-seven chapters is a lot of chapters. The text was getting a little lengthy. So, instead of posting the next chapters here, I'm going to put them in a new story.
So…THANK-YOU! Many, many, MANY thanks to all you lovely reviewers for your support and feedback and suggestions! I love writing this story, but you all make it so much more enjoyable. I hope everybody will love the next part of the story even more...!
And now… a tantalizing tidbit of the next part of the story… (since a chapter can't have only an author's note).
A New Development
Soundwave stood impassively on the beach, his optics behind his visor staring out over the sea. His fist clenched slightly.
Two years.
Two years, the little femme had been on earth, so close, yet so out of reach. How many times had he nearly gotten her? Twice. Once when she had wrecked on the mountain, and once when she'd run away to that mountain.
His fist clenched a little more as he remembered the last time. Having confused her mentally, he'd nearly gotten her to come with him. She'd slipped her little hand into his, and she would have gone with him willingly and happily, but Elita had showed up, stopping her, stopping him. The femme commander didn't know anything except the worst of Cons. She didn't know him. He would have been a good father. He would have been as good as father as Ironhide, if not better. He would have been better, no doubt.
Ironhide had a quick temper. He was rash. He blasted into things and destroyed at a whim. His fists were the most ready of all the Autobots' fists, his tongue rough and quick to lash.
Soundwave felt a protective anger well up in his spark at the thought of Ironhide with the little femme. Little and delicate as she was… Ironhide could crush her spirit without even trying and break her body with two blows. Soundwave hated Ironhide.
Soundwave took the emotion and directed it away. Emotions tampered with his sense. He knew he couldn't think as clearly when he let emotion dictate too much. Being troubled about Ironhide wouldn't get him anywhere. He just needed to get the little femme away from Ironhide. It had been on his to-do list for two years now, and he'd still not accomplished it. He'd come so close…
He had to go back to base soon. And he would. But some day he would go back to base with the little femme.
This year would be her third year on earth. The past two years had offered him two chances at claiming her; perhaps the third year would as well.
He would not fail this time, he told himself.
He would succeed.
Okay, head over to the new story for the rest the story… It's called My Family, My Home.
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