Who: Pearl, Sarah and Arcee
What: Sarah's mother instincts kick in like whoa
When: Picking up after
thisWhere: Zone 5, Tyran warehouse
Pacing in front of the stairs inside of the warehouse, Sarah silently fumed. Whoever was yanking people from their homes had snatched a child. Bad enough that other kidnappings, her own included, had happened, but a child? How dare they! She ran a hand through her hair and let out a frustrated sigh, plopping down on to one of the steps to wait for Arcee to show up with the girl; if any of the Autobots had a problem with this, they were going to get an earful.