Savin' Me by Nickelback

"Well I'm terrified of these four walls
These iron bars cant hold my soul in
All I need is you
Come please I'm calling
And oh I scream for you
Hurry I'm falling
I'm falling"

Prowl grit his denta, trying desperately to regain control of his emotions. He was slipping; everything about him was slipping now. He'd lost it…lost everything he'd become, everything he was ever meant to be. Why…how could this have happened? He felt all his emotion from the last week build up as he replayed the scene in his head again. Being forced to the floor by Decepticons, unable to escape their grasp. Seeing the faces of his teammates one by one, each wearing a similar mask of horror. But not him…the one he was looking for…the one he had to see one last time was gone. He remembered shutting off his optics and waiting for Primus to come. Everything happened at once. The sound of Megatron's cannon firing up, his speech about teaching them a lesson, the noise as he fired, then the scream…oh that scream. He would remember it until the day he went offline.

"NOOO!" the beautiful voice had screamed and that's when Prowl's world fell apart. He felt it before he saw it. Agony exploded in his chassis, but not the kind he was expecting. It felt like something had ripped through his spark, and with a gasp, he realised. He flashed on his optics in time to see Bumblebee standing over him, shielding him from the blast…taking the full force of the impact. Once it had stopped Bumblebee had crumpled to the floor. Prowl couldn't remember the rest. It was a hazy cloud of pain, grief and loss. But he did remember bring the little scout he loved so much back to cybertron for burial, having to stand as composed as his ruined spark would allow. And now he was home, he didn't care anymore. He let the emotions run lose, he let himself cry, scream, anything his spark needed. But it wasn't enough. The pain was still there, it hadn't even numbed.

"Oh Bee…" Prowl whispered into the silence of his room, their room, "Oh my beautiful Bumblebee. What am I going to do without you?" He put his head in his servo's letting himself leak more oily tears. He didn't know when, and he didn't know how, but one day, one day, he was going to see him again. He just prayed it was soon, because primus…he didn't know how much more he could take of this.

TO BE CONTINUED…