People often asked if you are afraid of your husband's job. You answered the same every time: Yes, I am, but it is his duty. After this most people shot a weird look at you, of course they don't understand this. They don't know that you couldn't stop him. It was his life and you could say anything he would go anyway. He couldn't live an average life, he needed this, this was your average life. You just accepted it and let him go. His duty was to go and fight, your duty was to let him go and wait for him. You hated this, but you don't have any choice. Since the Autobots appeared your life wasn't easy, because he had to go more often. You never told him to stay, that would just make everything harder and you knew he was grateful for this.

You were worried every day when he was separated from you, it was the same this morning also.

After he left your first thought was that, maybe this time you should ask him to stay. You could feel something was in the air, something bad.

That was the reason why you hopped when you heard the phone ring, just a few hours after Will left. You braced yourself and picked up the phone, while you were praying for good news.

"Will?"

"Yeah babe." you let out a sigh of relief when you heard his voice

"Is there something wrong?"

"No, nothing, I am just happy to hear you."

"But I just left a few hours earlier."

"It doesn't matter; I already miss you." you said.

"Then I have a good news for you." he whispered in the phone then remained in silence.

"What is that? Will? Are you there?" you couldn't help but ask.

"Shh... wait till the dramatic silence ends." he teased you. You couldn't see him, but you knew he was smiling.

"Oh come on, Will, tell me."

"Okay, okay. I am coming home tonight!" he answered finally and you couldn't believe it.

"Really? Tell me it's true!"

"Y/N, I solemnly swear it's true." he said with a very serious voice, but you were already smiling like an idiot "It was just a fake alarm, so now everybody can go home." he continued, but you weren't listening, you were thinking. Maybe nothing wrong happens today, right? He comes home and everything will be okay. You turned back your attention to the phone.

"Amazing news! I am waiting for you. Be careful. I love you!"

"I love you too, babe. Just a few hours and I will be there with you." you said your goodbyes and you hung up the call. You still had a bad feeling, but you were much calmed. Maybe nothing wrong happens today. As you thought this you heard something from the other room.

What was that? you asked yourself.

You heard the noise again. You looked around in the room and picked up the baseball bat from the closet where you kept it, just in case. You raised it up and went to the living room where the noises were coming from.

What you saw there totally surprised you.

Was that a... was that a Decepticon?

Of course, it was and what's more it was a flatiron. You always hated ironing and now this? You were just standing in the door, a baseball bat raised high in your hand, watching this little machine running around in your living room and that was the moment when something hit you from behind.

You knew this day was different, but you never thought you are the one who is in danger.