Notes:

So, when I wrote this, I had just watched the finale. And i'm like, "THAT'S IT? HASBRO, THAT'S IT?" So, I wrote this while wiping away my tears of dissapointment, grief -for Bumblebee who died, but I can't stop crying - and anger. Enjoy. :..)

It was dawn on Cybertron. It was the first they had seen in all too many years.

While it provided them with a sense of home, it also had given others the sense of loss.

One of them was Optimus Prime.

And he had good reason to.

His people had died in the great war. He'd seen it himself.

Normaly, he would choose to ignore this feeling and go on, but there was a time and place for everything.

So this was time to grieve.

Starstriker, Tailgate, Cliffjumper... Bumblebee...Allie...

All victims to Megatron's quest for power.

Staring at the landscape, he watched.

It was a new day.

A new time.

A new life.

Chapter 2

Summary: Cybertron was well on it's way to recovery. But the wounded natives still bleed.

Notes: Fluffy fluff short. Enjoy. :D

Bulkhead vented deeply as he set down a broken pillar.

He watched as some sparklings crawled out of the makeshift shelters, with their creators in tow.

His eyes locked on a lonely sparkling who was sitting atop a crate that managed to survive.

Bulkhead walked over and knelt beside the sparkling. "Hey, what's up, little fella?"

The sparkling looked at him, frowning.

"Why you so glum?" Bulkhead asked.

"Carrier and Sire..they're gone and they neva eva gunna cume back..." The sparkling sniffeled.

Bulkhead didn't know wht to say.

The sparkling continued.

"Carrier was a guardian, and Sire was a normal warrior... Carrier died from an icky virus...Sire was murdered..."

"Wait, who are you, little scrap?"

"Jet."

"Nice to meet you, Jet. I'm Bulkhead."

After a little while - and alot of conversation - Bulkhead discovered Jet dreamed of meeting Prime.

So he decided to do the kid a favor.

Bulkhead leaned forward and said, "Hey kid...I got a suprise for you... just hold on."

Standing up and turning around, Bulkhead made his way over to a giant pile of rubble, which Optimus, Kaylan, and Bumblebee were helping clear.

Bulk stepped over to Optimus, who greeted him curtly. "Bulkhead."

"Hey Optimus, I've got a sparkling..." And bulkhead told him his plan.

Optimus smiled, and nodded. So Bulkhead went back over to the sparkling.

"Jet, i want you to close your optics, okay?"

"Sure." Jet did as asked.

Right on cue, Optimus landed in front of the sparkling with a small thump.

"Okay, open them." Bulkhead tried not to sound excited.

Jet opened his optics, and gasped. "Woah!"

Still smiling, Optimus crouched down to meet Jet's level - and amazing feat, considering his size - and said, "Well, Jet, please to meet your aquaitance."

Jet stuttered. "An-an honor, s-sir!"

Bulkhead sent quietly over their comm. link, 'Mission successful.'