Optimus was trying to focus on what Teletran-1 was telling him but it was hard. His thoughts kept drifting to other things. Things that happened before they were in this war...Someone was calling his name and shaking him.
"Prime? Prime! You okay man?" Jazz said next to him.
"Fine Jazz. I'm just a bit distracted." Ironhide looked at him carefully.
"You ain't lookin' so good Prime. You should go see Ratchet pronto," Ironhide said as he patted Optimus's shoulder. "Last thing we need is you goin' haywire."
Optimus went out the door and slowly walked down the hall. His thoughts began to drift again to what had happened before he became Prime.
Sunstreaker was bored. Sideswipe was off on guard duty, the videogames and movies had all been commandeered, a.k.a. stolen, by either the Dinobots or the Aerialbots, and he had already waxed himself today.
This was probably why he was just wandering the hallways, much to the annoyance of Red Alert. As he turned the corner he thought he heard something and then he saw it. Optimus was lying on the ground and wasn't moving.
"Prime!" Sunny ran over and tried to lift him, but after that failed he called Ratchet.
"Sunstreaker what's going on?"
"It's Prime! He's unconscious on level C corridor 78."
"I'll be right there."
Prime was lying on a table still unconscious. Even Ratchet, after a thorough examination, couldn't figure out what was wrong with him. That's when things went from bad to worse.
Ironhide stumbled into the infirmary holding up an unconscious Jazz, and then after they placed Jazz on another table Ironhide passed out, then Sunny and finally Ratchet. Before Ratchet fell he contacted someone. "First Aid. Get to the infirmary but don't touch anything. Just examine us. The last thing we want is this to spread."
"But Ratchet what do we not want to spread?" Then the transmission ended.
Sideswipe, Wheeljack, Bumblebee, Prowl, and First Aid all sat around the various Mechs in the infirmary. With a little help from Trailbreaker they were able to get Ratchet on to a table like the others.
"Slag it guys! What's wrong with them?" Sideswipe yelled as he looked at his brother. The normal happy visage was gone. Now he looked to be on the verge of tears.
"Sideswipe if we knew that we wouldn't be sitting here would we?" Bumblebee muttered as he and Prowl held a constant vigil over Prime. Prowl looked up and said what everyone was thinking.
"We just have to wait. First Aid and Wheeljack didn't find much that could tell us what's going on." This seemed to subdue everybody. Then Sideswipe asked another question.
"Do you think they can hear us?"
"I don't know Sideswipe, but these neural functions are erratic. Whatever is going on in their, it must be bad," Wheeljack said as he watched his friends.
In Optimus's dream
"Orion! There you are," Ariel said as she ran up to him.
"Ariel!" he smiled as he hugged her tightly and gave her a kiss.
"Orion, are you okay? You just seem so happy."
"But I am. This is...the happiest day of my life." He hugged her again. 'I have you back...I have my life back...'