Disclaimer: don't own Transformers Prime or Gargoyles

A/N: on the Prime side this is set during my 'Family' series between "Family Matters" and "Being a Family" on the Gargoyles side it is set post my story "Sins of a Clan" which is set some time post season 2.

A/N 2.0: This is my first real crack at writing an accent for Hudson so please be gentle with me on that front, if it's bad let me know but don't flame me on it!

Gargoyles Prime

Raf woke slowly, whatever they had given him had him knocked out for hours. He looked around the room quietly then looked at the barred window. The place smelled musty and reminded him of an old dungeon. He stretched to try and see out of the high window and realized he couldn't tell from what little he saw where he was. He sighed and sat with his back to the corner drawing his knees up to his chest tightly. The temperature was dropping rapidly and he was getting cold. He then noticed the odd statue in the center of the room, it looked like a gargoyle and he wondered why anyone in their right minds would lock up a statue.

Sunset arrived and Hudson awoke from stone sleep to find himself in a dungeon. He was about to attack the door when he heard an odd sound from the corner of the room. He looked to see a young boy, he assumed to be about 10-12 years of age trying to make himself as small as he physically could. The boy's hands were trembling and Hudson couldn't tell if it was from cold or fear. The cold didn't effect him as a gargoyle but the boy wore little that would truly protect him from the cold that was seeping in through the glass-free window. Hudson looked outside and sighed, it wasn't snowing, yet, but that wasn't to say it wouldn't snow during the night. He remembered that the weather forecast for this night did call for light snowfall and he feared for the boy's life in this cold. If he couldn't gain the boy's trust enough to get him warm he would most likely not survive the night. It was obvious that the child was already hypothermic, if the key warning signs Elisa taught him were anything to go by.

Hudson sighed as the boys eyes locked on him weakly, sure, among the clan he wasn't the largest gargoyle but to this boy who was so small he must seem large and frightening. Hudson knelt with him.

"Be not afraid, lad, I won't hurt you."

The boy didn't respond.

"What is your name, lad?" Hudson pushed.

Once again no answer, he was too cold barely responsive. Hudson placed a hand on the boy's face and his skin was like ice and he had lost consciousness. It dawned on Hudson that if he didn't act fast this boy would die. He looked around for a blanket something to wrap the child in to get him warm and growled when he couldn't even find an old woolen blanket to help the child. He began to wrack his brain, there had to be something he could do.

Then he looked at himself and it dawned on him that his only option was his own body heat. He gathered the boy into his arms and sat where the child had been then rearranged the child in his arms so he was partially laying down. Hudson then caped his wings around himself and the child and prayed that this would work.

"Hang in there lad, don't give up on ol' Hudson just yet" Hudson said but it seemed the child couldn't hear him

He watched as the color began to slowly return to the child's lips, ears and fingernails.

"Good, yer warming up I see, lad" Hudson smiled in relief as the boy groaned and began to come to. Then the relief turned to worry, how would the child react to his position.

"What... What happened?"

"I dunnot know, lad," Hudson replied.

As the boy regained his senses he realized what was holding him and for a moment became frightened.

"Easy lad, I'm not gonna hurt ya" Hudson said gently "What is your name?"

"It's Rafael, what's your name?" he seemed to be calming down and the natural curiosity of a boy his age began to overtake the fear he had felt.

"You can call me Hudson." he sighed "Just rest, lad, help should be comin fer us soon".

If he had been alone Hudson would have attempted the door as he had first started to an hour earlier but he didn't dare risk it with Rafael, he was too small and Hudson feared Rafael would not be able to keep up. Soon the warmth lulled Rafael to sleep, Hudson wasn't sure letting the boy sleep was a good idea or not.

Meanwhile at the Eyre Building the other gargoyles were beside themselves, Hudson had been caught outside of the walls of the castle at sunset and with the Quarrymen around they feared for Hudson's life.

"Elisa, any word on Hudson?" Goliath asked.

"No, I'm sorry, nothing yet," Elisa replied "and I just got report of a missing 12 year old boy out of Nevada, sources say he might be here in Manhattan."

"12 years old and thousands of miles from his home," Brooklyn said "kid must be scared out of his mind."

"Probably is, his full name is Rafael Esquivel-Darby, he was recently adopted according to the reports and his adoptive mother and older brother are worried sick about him"

"I am not surprised, they took the boy in as one of their own of course they worry of his safety"

"From what I heard the brother blames himself, keeps saying there had to be something he could have done"

"Sounds like he feels responsible for his brother, cares deeply for this boy, we must find him quickly, the weather grows colder by the day and if he is out in this I fear for his life" Goliath sighed

"We all do, big guy" Elisa said softly

"Is it too much to hope that maybe... just maybe Hudson found Rafael" Angela asked Fiona wondering the same thing

"We can only hope, this is a large city, the chances are slim but there is still a chance that Hudson and Rafael have somehow found each other.

The gargoyles started to split up

"Goliath, I will stay here, in case Hudson returns" Fiona said

"Okay Fiona, but keep Bronx with you, he may be of help" Goliath replied

Bronx ran to Fiona's side and she stroked his head gently

The rest of the clan split up to search the city

"Why did you stay, Fiona, this is the perfect time for you and... Fiona... what's wrong, you and Brooklyn haven't been spending much time together"

"We decided we aren't mate material..." she sighed "Elisa if I tell you something will you promise to keep it a secret, Brooklyn already knows what I'm going to tell you but no one else does"

"Of course Fiona, what's wrong?"

"I... I think I have feelings for a different gargoyle, feelings I shouldn't have"

"Who is it you feel this way about?"

She looked away "Why does it matter I can't have him" she sighed

"It matters to me, now who is it?" Elisa said "Fiona, is it Broadway or Goliath?"

"No... it's neither of them, you wouldn't believe me"

Elisa briefly wondered if it was Angela she was speaking of but pushed that thought aside as Fiona took a deep breath to speak. She had said 'him' after all.

"It's Hudson," she replied "That's why I volunteered to stay here, I... I couldn't stand to see him if he was shattered during the day"

"Fiona, you need to tell him how you feel," Elisa said.

"Why, he only sees me as a child, he could never love me the way I do him" Fiona said tears falling down her cheeks.

"Fiona, you don't know that, you know he cares about you" Elisa said "the only way you are going to find answers or know for sure how he feels about you is to let him know how you feel about him."

Elisa watched Fiona's behavior "Is this the reason you've been avoiding Hudson, you were trying to sort out your feelings for him, you didn't want to be tempted"

Fiona nodded

"You really are in love with him"

Fiona nodded again

Elisa had thought this might be a little crush or maybe Fiona not understanding the difference between loving someone and being in love with them. Then it dawned on her Fiona had seen something in Hudson she hadn't in Brooklyn, stability, Brooklyn, while he was younger, had a brash side to him, whereas while Hudson could be brash at times, that had been tempered with time and experience.

Brooklyn had actively come to seek Fiona and followed her when she ran, Hudson waited and let Fiona come to him and had slowly become someone she turned to for safety and solace, it was the perfect environment to for love to take root and grow. Elisa had no idea how Hudson felt about Fiona or if he truly understood what he meant to the young female gargoyle but watching Fiona now, fret over the missing elder made Elisa see that maybe Fiona really was in love.

Elisa sighed, she'd keep this a secret as per Fiona's request, but she was worried that it was only a mater of time before Fiona's truth came out.

To Be Continued...