Taking Over Me
By: Sinead
Author’s Note: This is the third story in the Loving to Learn, Learning to Love series. I don’t own the song, Evanescence, and/or Beast Wars. Or so the public thinks! ~_^ I’ll get Dinobot, I’ve sworn it before . . .
You
don’t remember me but I remember you
I lie awake and try so hard not to think of you
Sinead
opened her eyes, hearing something within her . . . something familiar. It was a
plea for help, a plea for comfort, something that she never thought that she
would hear again. It had been a few weeks, and she knew that her friends were
looking at her differently. She wondered if she had begun to change over the
time that she had met Dinobot. Specifically, it was March 21, 2003.
She
walked to the mirror, and reached behind it, to pull the note forward. She had
dated the back, and knew that it was only by Fate’s intervention . . . or a
power from higher up, that they had met at all.
But
who can decide what they dream?
And dream I do . . .
Dinobot
was leaving his shift behind, and went outside, to see Rhinox there. The large
technician was in his beast mode, looking up at the stars. He turned to look at
the warrior. “Have you seen her?”
“Negative.”
“You’re
not sleeping well. Optimus is starting to wonder at why.”
Dinobot
nodded, and turned, but Rhinox’s statement followed him. “You dream of
her.”
I
believe in you
I’ll give up everything just to find you
The
human walked through the mirror, into an empty room. Empty . . .
The
feeling mirrored her heart. It wasn’t filled with something, someone . . . she
was lonely for a mate, a husband, young though she was, at the age of sixteen.
She was lonely for someone who would love her with everything he had, everything
he was, and wouldn’t ever stop. It was a romantic dream, but . . . it was
something that she couldn’t see herself doing anything other than having a
family.
She
sat on his bed, looking out at the darkened landscape beyond.
I
have to be with you to live to breathe
You’re
taking over me
Dinobot
entered the Axalon, and walked to his rooms, ignoring Rattrap, and walking to
his room. A sigh reached his ears, as he opened the door. He entered quickly,
closed the door, and blinked at her, a playful grin oddly upon his face, as she
turned to look at him. His sword was across her lap, with her hands resting
lightly upon it.
Have
you forgotten all I know
And all we had?
Sinead
stood, and sighed, almost sadly. “I’m sorry I’m back.”
Dinobot
walked closer, and rested his hands upon her shoulders. “How about you explain
my dreams. They’re about you.”
She
flushed a deep crimson, and he immediately saw that he had said it the wrong
way. With a chuckle, he shook his head, and replied, “Sinead, you slagging
gutterball. Not those dreams. Ones of you going through hardships, stress
. . . the like.”
You
saw me mourning my love for you
And touched my hand
I knew you loved me then
She
looked up, and smiled, tears in her eyes. He wiped them away with a soft sigh,
as her words came forth. Friends were noticing a difference in her. She wasn’t
who she was before she met him. She was stronger, more outspoken, and she was .
. . calmer. Slower to speak in anger, but just as quick to get angry. Why?
I
believe in you
I’ll give up everything just to find you
She
sat upon the bed, while he took to the desk, sitting and watching her. She
sighed, and rubbed the balls of her palms into her eyes, sighing shakily, but
her emotions under control. He dropped to his beast mode, and nudged at her
cheeks, wiping the last traces of her tears away. “I’m here for you,
Sinead.”
I
have to be with you to live to breathe
You're taking over me
She
nodded, her breath still in heaving sobs, although she wasn’t crying anymore.
When her breathing returned to normal, she closed her eyes, and put her hands
up, to rub at his face gently, hoping that it was still real, still there . . .
She
fell asleep within his arms, content once again. Dinobot picked her up,
chuckling, and managing to grab the sword as well, then go through the mirror.
I
look in the mirror and see your face
If I look deep enough
Early
the next morning, the girl woke up, her blue eyes immediately settling upon the
mirror, in the pre-dawn silence and peace. She smiled, seeing another asleep,
through the mirror. She watched, until he awoke slowly, his crimson optics
slowly turning red, then black again, as a deep yawn threatened to break his
jaw.
He
looked toward the mirror as well, and smiled, then blinked. Sinead could almost
hear the sound of someone’s voice, calling him to get up, to get to work.
Dinobot’s face hardened slightly, and he growled in irritation, then rolled
his eyes at the grinning Sinead. The image faded, and the human sighed, feeling
better. She laid back, looking up at the ceiling . . .