A/N "Guess whose back, back again, Crashys back, tell a friend." okay not the best of intros. Hello, lets see how long has it been since I said I was going to have a go at doing a sequel? 1, 2, 3, 4 , 5 years? oh my that's er, thats a lot of delay. well I'll be honest when RID came out I had a hard time trying find enough inspiration to write, the series didn't grab me as much as Prime did, so here is what I'm going to do, instead of covering each episode like my previous story, I'm going to kind of let it be its own thing with nods and possibly involvement of a few episodes here and there, well you'll see when we get into it.

anyway I recently found inspiration again, and got some messages from long time followers (I appreciate it thank you all :) )

so here we are the sequel to Transformers Prime OC POV, please R + R, no flames please and if I've got some continuity issues here and there, I'll confess...( I haven't watched all the episodes, please don't shame me) but I'll do the best that I can, also a reminder my grammar is not the best, but I try to improve :) thank you.

Transformers RID, New places, Old faces

It had been several years since there was any form of contact from residents of Cybertron, it had suddenly ceased altogether without warning in fact. Fortunately contact will be made again and certain questions will have answers for a particular someone, who finds herself suddenly autobot-less without so much as a reason.

In a large white modernized building that had as much personality as rice crackers, a couple of people on shift were working at their pod station of computers.

"A pulse?"

"In the suburbs."

"It's probably not as big as you think."

"You wanna go?"

"Good grief nah, send Austin, he loves the bugs out there."

"Well, alright."

Ellen stretched at her desk and took off her headphones, it was the end of her shift but she was in no rush to get home, she steadily walked toward the exit going through the normal security procedures and stretched again getting some time to herself, "I've already spent a fortune on fuel as it is racing to these so called 'alien invasion' spots. Covering my own travel costs as well, that would be right." She started to walk looking around the area, to the cars, the people, the leafy breeze. "Its been some time now. No word whatsoever." She sighed. "Maybe this operation should be shut down. Besides Cybertron, I doubt it will be a short while before we get any other kind of contact." She rest her head in her hands. "Shame really, that would be something. But something hasn't occurred for, ages." She looked up to the sky and sighed again.

"Typical that. You wish for less things to happen, you get it and now you wish for more to happen again. Always the way, being human means not ever being satisfied." She pondered. "Normal citizen now. I see a lot of people, more than I ever did. Go to a lot of social events, parties, displays. Even the boring meetings are a treat for me. But of course there's the downside, bills, work…sometimes, loneliness." She looked at her hands. "I guess I, stay at work to not feel so much like that. Even if the colleagues I work with are mostly Ultra Magnus minions. Heh-heh." She shook her head. "End of my shift and he's the first bot to pop into my head, that's just sad."

She went round back to pick up her red chrome motorcycle, "Hm, better call Austin to ask about that job. Adam always forgets anyway." She said reaching for her phone, going into her message menu, her phone started to flicker. She whacked it, "Come on, this is why I don't upgrade my phone on release day." The screen turned to static. "What? Static, that's weird." She looked at the building, "I'd kinda like to get home but, I better inform him just in case, communication is lacking around here anyway."

She groaned having to go back through procedure.

"Hey Ellie. Thought you went home, they don't pay you for time out of your way you know." Adam noted.

"It's still Ellen Adam and I know, just want to make sure things are in check."

"Think I'd forget to tell Austin about the case huh?"

She stared at him before bluntly saying. "Yes. You might remember now, but your head wanders."

"Nice faith you have in me huh?"

"You know how Charlotte acts like a total ass if these things aren't made clear, she won't be seeing you if this isn't looked into its me."

"Personally I think she feels threatened."

"No, the only reason she's like this towards me is because I did an 'emperors new cloths' thing on her and called her out, she's trying to stomp me out, please Ad' Austin?"

"Fine, fine. I think he's in the general office." He wavered looking aimlessly at his screen.

Suddenly the whole room of computer screens started to turn static as well as they suddenly all went black, "Oh fantastic." Ellen groaned.

"Must be either a breaker or surge, the hard drives still running, I'll get maintenance to have a look at it."

"Despite the software being at least a decade out of date yeah, sure they can try." She said looking over the computers. "Well their not fried out." She said as a sudden image flashed across the screen. "The fudge?" she stared at the screen again drawing in closer. "I've had my fair share of bullcrap, so please don't screw around with me today."

Again the fuzzy image appeared again but revealed itself more clearer as Ellen froze. "Shut up…" she breathed looking at Optimus' face. "No…this is, not real. You are not real." She blinked hard in a continuous manner. "Overuse of the computer and its terrible resolution that's all." She looked again, yet his image still remained.

Without him speaking he merely brought up a map of the country as a flashing spot appeared, the same location they wanted her to check out, the same place she brushed off as nothing. She stared at him for a long while, "don't…" her breathing sped up- "do this!" the silent room was met with the sharp sound of a computer monitor being flipped onto the floor, leaving sparks.

"Whoa! Whoa! The hell is wrong with you? We're on a budget as it is."

She looked at him but, not really acknowledging him. "Just…take it out my pay." She muttered.

He approached her. "What was that all about?"

"Nothing…" he looked at him. "Forget about telling Austin about the case. I'm taking it alright, clear it with the director I'm leaving today."

"After that? I don't-"

"it's none of your business what that was! Just a small fright that's all, I'm leaving now. Tell the director whatever you want."

"Calm down, you don't have outbursts like this. I wouldn't call her, but…why take the case now?"

"I need air. A whole a lot of air." She said quick pacing towards the door and stopping as she grabbed the handle. "I'm s-sorry for snapping like that Adam, new meds...see ya later, hopefully with a full explanation."

"Right, s-see ya."

"Stupid head, making me see god damn ghosts." She said pulling keys out of her pocket. "Better take it easy driving, better see a doctor soon too, just to be on the safe side." Cocking her leg over her bike she drove off down the road, she ran fingers through her hair, looking down on the shoulder plating of her bike the same image appeared, this time Optimus shook his head as he signed 'stop' at her.

Ellen focused on the road and shook her head to make it go away, "My guilt of forgetting my helmet is turning into hallucinations, something else to tell my therapist."

Finally getting home she held her head. Her home had been in her name ever since she turned 16 and was hers at 18 and felt no need to leave since she was able to pay for it as well. She looked at her phone seemingly waiting for an important call, "Still nothing...where did you go? Did you leave me Ratch? ...mm-no, can't let paranoia get the better of me. Just so frustrating trying to find any kind of signal or sign of him." She took her jacket off and slumped onto the couch. "Usual unhelpful day at work, but I have to have somewhere to live...these days really take it out of me though."

She then produced a sharp whistle sound, moments later you could hear the faint sounds of dogs barking and yipping as it grew louder and closer with every second. "Ahh, my doggos!" she greeted as six dogs piled around her, "how are my big floofs? Huh? You guys are the reason I drag my ass home every evening." Her six dogs she adopted from the shelter she figured she should return the favor to other creatures who have been abandoned, whose owners have died or from tragic circumstance.

She kicked her shoes off, "Let's just take a little break." She lay against the sofa with the huge weight of dogs against her as she turned on the TV, however it was no different from the computers to her phone, static, static and more static. "Can't even binge watch now? Who dares? Who I ask you? " she said snickering to herself of course realizing no one else was around to hear her apart from her dogs who just ignored her. "Is the whole area experiencing difficulties?"

Her phone rang as she jumped up grabbing it, so anxious to take the call it rocked in her hands like a bar of soap. "Ah! working again huh?! It must've been temporal, this time please, this time please!" she clicked accept. "Hello?"

She heard static, now and then some inaudible words would ring, "H-Hello? Ratchet? That you? oh c'mon!" she started slapping her phone as an image came up again the map from earlier with the same location flashing on screen. She threw the phone on the sofa.

"I swear on the continuity issues of the X-men movies if Dave is screwing with my phone again to get me to take the job." She slumped into the chair. "Wait...I don't know a Dave, nor has anyone been messing with my phone in previous cases...I guess I'm trying to find some kind of logical excuse for my phone issues. Surely a hack of some kind...but then Dads face..." she slapped her hands against her cheeks. "work stress related I'd say that was down to and my crippling loneliness due to Ratchet saying he was going to Cybertron and then never came back...oh god did I just fall for the 'I'm only popping out for some milk' line?!"

While she sat there her phone was beeping and she had just drowned it out for a while now, she tried turning it off she thought it had froze, then took the battery out, still it beeped and still worked but was driven to show the map. "I already said I'd take the case just give me a god damn hour or two!"

"Br-ring, Br-ring!"

"Mmm..."

"Br-ring, Br-ring!"

"Huh? Urghh my head." She stood up rubbing her forehead, only realizing she must of dosed off into a power nap and was disturbed by the ringing tone of her house phone, "Yeah I'm coming." She said dragging herself over the sofa to pick up the phone, barely making out the caller with a crooked smile, "Mmm, M-Hey Brook, I thought you didn't like calling my home number."

"Well I had to call you somehow dumbass, did you turn your phone off again? Been calling that shit for half an hour now, I was going to start busting skulls out of fear pfft."

"Oh right, no it's been playing up."

"U-huh, sure nothing to do with ignoring shit invites from shitty folk that obligates you to say fucking yes and then you find that you don't actually want to go because you felt peer pressured into it and don't want to say no in fear of people thinking you're an asshole? Just quoting you by the way, you said it not me."

Ellen inhaled biting her lip, "minus the profanity? I'm...not going to dignify that with an answer."

"Translation; you're right but I'm not going to give you the satisfaction because you're going to be smug about it. And you would be right, just sayin' you need to be more upfront with 'so called friends' like me, be like 'no fuck off I want to lay around the house enjoy doing nothing and not seeing your nasty ass face'."

"Why did you call dude?" she said bluntly.

She heard a sigh on the other end, "Look I'm just checking up on you, am I allowed to do that?"

"I'm fine Brook, I'm actually heading out shortly in fact got an assignment I'm following up on. In saying that, Brook I need a favor."

"The dogs right? Sure."

"That was a quick answer."

"Beggars can't be choosers, if the opportunity comes around for a bed, roof over your head and unlimited access to your stuff, of course I'm going to say yes...but the dogs were the best interest in mind in case you think I'm being a total dick today."

"Actually you're being quite mild today, but thanks for that."

"Save it. So uh, this case it doesn't have anything to with I dunno giant robots perhaps?"

"Brook for gods sake I've told you not to talk about that over the phone."

"Pfft, let the feds come give me an excuse for radicalism ha!"

"Jesus Christ." Ellen face palmed. "Look we'll hang out when I get back is that reassuring?"

"Sure, I got a royal rumble coming up but I can just fuck off whenever."

"Oh like they'd let you be aired on public television. Those producers said if you can't tone down your 'enthusiasm' you're just going to be a face on the sidelines."

"Pfft, anyway when you get back we're getting you outside, we can even check out the multiplex center their building..."

"..."

"Ha! I'm just fucking with ya, the usual then? Games, movies, hypotheticals and conspiracies right? We'll be a bunch of shitfaced drones counting down the inevitable nuclear genocide hurrah!"

"Good grief, l-look I'll see ya soon bud, take it easy and try not to, to...do anything unethical." She said grinning at her eccentric slightly dark minded friend.

"See ya dickhead, call me if you get overwhelmed I'm here for you asshat!" She replied hanging up.

Ellen breathed out a laugh, "She's such an asshole...better set out I suppose." Ellen made a checklist, grabbed her things and headed out on her road trip, "Oh boy here I go to get chafing again."

It was a grueling eight hours on the road, she stopped three times and it rained at least thirteen sudden downpours, but she made it, To Crown city. First she booked herself into a cheap hotel, next she established the local area and its shops. Then grabbed her gear, set up and headed out again to the other side of the river.

She was armed, she wore dark clothing, various equipment including detection goggles and her copy of Star Wars a New Hope written in Shakespearean format, in case this job turned into an overnight project.

Venturing into what seemed to be a quiet part of the forest where people would rarely go to, Ellen was taking pictures of anything unusual tracking feet that no human or animal could make...well when she ever found any. Nonetheless she would take pictures for her collection, and would often switch personas from her professionalism to 'I have a few criticisms to give about that sequel'. "Oh my gosh, an ivory-billed Woodpecker, millions and millions of years to get to this, hopefully we'll see you again in another couple of decades and not some stuffed display in a local museum." She grimly assessed. She looked through her lens again as a flash of color caught her eye, "This was not a wasted journey after all, the undisturbed eco-system around is-" she dropped her camera slowly.

A trail, as though someone had took a giant bowling ball and threw it through the lanes of trees, they were pushed out in opposite direction to each other, the ground, barely recoverable.

"Well that's just a shame, some of these trees are easily hundreds of years old...good grief I sound pretentious." She put her camera away, took out an electrified weapon and pulled up her scarf to her nose. "Huh...it is legit this time." She said mundanely.

Some distance away but in the opposite direction of the damage Ellen heard faint voices, possibly humans but they would still need to be monitored to ensure they didn't wander into the danger, she stayed low until she saw the source of the voices and decided to take to the high tree branches, "So there are places you can race in without some buzz-bot coming in and lecturing you for functioning in the space you occupy? Kid, why didn't you tell me this sooner?" The first voice belonging to Sideswipe said.

"I was supposed to? But you can't go anyway, what about doing this whole team work thing tomorrow remember?" replied the second voice belonging to Russell.

"Hey I said I'd stick around for now, my mind is fickle and if this thing goes sour I'm going to turn towards the sweeter things."

About a tree and a half away, Ellen squatted on a high branch of a red pine as she watched intently, gathering an impression from the scene in front of her. "I was already so doubtful I'd never see a Cybertronian again. Well, his insignia is that of an Autobot, but that doesn't mean they can't be potential douche bags. The boy doesn't seem to be in any kind of distress, but that could just be his naivety." She looked the bot over, "Hm better access his comm link frequency."

"So then I said-"

"Hello."

"W-Whoa! What the scrap?!" Sideswipe looked around wildly.

"Relax, I just want to talk to you."

"Who is this? Is that you Strongarm? Can I please get some space without you jabbering on in my audio receptors, I said we'd be back soon!"

"I'm human."

"You're human? Oh okay good one." He turned to Russell winking several times at him and shrugging. "Strongarms trying to do 'humor', Primus bless her sour little spark."

"Y-You sure? It doesn't sound like Strongarm?"

Ellen pinched the bridge of her nose, "Alright I'll say again, I'm human, A native of this planet, this isn't a joke and I want to know what your intentions are by being here."

"Not a joke?"

"No."

"You're not Strongarm?"

"No."

"Right."

"Right?"

"Can you excuse me a moment?" he turned to Russell, "Russell I don't want to scare you buddy but I think one of those prison-cons are right on top of us!"

"Whaa!" Russell yelled.

Both started panicking, as Sideswipe bared his weapon, Ellen rolled her eyes and jumped down from her position, "Oh for the love of-" she pulled down her scarf and stomped out in full view of both of them, "Your powers of deduction are outmatched by none I must say, do I look like a Decepticon to you?"

Both of them blink in bewilderment, "Hmm hard to tell, are you?" Sideswipe said suspiciously holding his weapon steady.

She raised her own.

"Aww cute weapon." Sideswipe replied taking a confident step forward.

"Don't move, I mean it." She answered.

"You're not giving me a good impression here."

"I can't take the risk, you have certain advantages over me, this is my only lifeline I'm risking everything revealing myself to you so soon, but your, eagerness made this encounter a little more difficult than predicted."

"W-ait please don't shoot him." Russell pleaded.

Ellen's expression softened, "D-Don't worry, It won't need to come to that I'm sure, I just want to talk alright?" She said lowering her weapon, as he followed. "Alright, now what are you doing here?"

"Seriously? Just a talk?" Sideswipe suspiciously asked.

"Yes, now-" she gestured for him to continue.

"Huh fine, believe me I don't want to be here, well, kinda-sorta. But the reason why I'm here in the first place is because I got dragged along the way by this pushy bot who was following her superior and- are you taking notes?" He noted her book with a holographic cover.

Ellen clicked her pen, "Yes. So, that makes three...is there anymore of you?"

"Well, you could say that."

"Good grief, you better give me re-cap. From the top."

"Whoa hold on, we don't know you from every other weird strange human on this planet, why should we tell you anything?"

"Weird humans?" Russell said.

"I only mean in the literal sense." Sideswipe argued.

ellen then snapped her fingers in realization, "Oh right, I'm sorry, this has actually been the first time you guys have visited this planet in a while." She started patting her pockets. "Actually I had greeting cards ready and everything." She awkwardly added. "No matter I can improvise *ahem*, greetings my names Ellen, I work as a representative for this country dealing with extraterrestrial encounters. It's not all that glamorous I just pop round say hey how ya doing what you doing on earth, site seeing? Planetary conquering? Or general chaotic neutral actions? Bla, bla etc. Then report back to my superiors and that's just about it."

Sideswipe turned to Russell, "Do most humans talk in paragraphs like this one? Or is this my lucky day?" Sideswipe looked back to where Ellen was as she seemingly disappeared. "Oh good she's gone, Lucky break."

"Ahem." He looked down.

"Waaa!?"

"Just so you know I take everything personally, so yeah, my feelings are hurt. That's on you I'm sorry for who I am but I like to be explicitly accurate and put effort into every little thing I do." She said now looking to the young boy, "Hello, and what shall I call you?"

"Russell, just Russell."

"'Just Russell' right. And you?"

"Sideswipe, you probably don't know but I'm kind of a big deal." He said posing smugly with a raised eyebrow.

"That so?" Ellen grinned to herself, "Hmm, Sideswipe...Sideswipe? Well I'll agree with the don't know part anyway."

"Pfft what would you know?"

She tapped her head, "I have approximately 500 Cybertronian names and bio memorized in here and I'm afraid there's no mention of you buddy." She patronized as she sat on a stump, "but enough of that, now about that re-cap."

Sideswipe leaned close to Russell, "She is human, right? I don't know many but-"

Russell shrugged. "I guess."

After Sideswipe explained what happened, well it was actually a bit patchy as he seemed to trail off onto different sections of his story then go back to previous parts, then rinse and repeat.

Ellen attempted her best in trying to understand the gist of the situation, but prioritized the more potential threat. "A prison ship huh? And you are an accidental member of this team to tackle this issue?"

"Well I'm still measuring my opinions here but-"

"Sideswipe!" came a stern tone of voice, parting through the trees to catch the casual acting bot, taking it easy in the woods . "There you are, I told you we have to try to move tha-" Bumblebee froze catching sight of Ellen who dropped her pen and notebook.

"Now whose getting discovered so easily?" Sideswipe mentioned smugly folding his arms.

"By the Allspark." Bee breathed. "El…Ellen?"

"B-Bee?" she looked him over, "That is you, isn't it Bumblebee?"

They stared for a while, then approached each other in a slow zombified way, then pointed at each other with shaky index fingers.

"I-I..."

"You..."

"Ahhhhh!"

Sideswipe and Russell both jumped in horror as they hadn't the slightest clue what was going on, or whether or not this was friendly or hostile behavior.

Both Bee and Ellen suddenly yelped in an excitable cry as both ran to each other Bee pulled her into a hug as he jumped up and down on the spot with her locked in his arms laughing. "Holy crap Bee! I can't believe you're here I-I thought something-"

"I'm so sorry for not contacting you but our society is held by a whole new council now, new rules, including no contact with other-" Bumblebee stopped jumping as he forgot where he was and who was watching and listening. He placed Ellen back on the ground, "Ahem, I'm glad that you're looking well."

"No contact with?"

Bumblebee looked over at Russell and Sideswipe who just looked utterly confused. "Ellen, can I talk to you in private?"

"If that's what you want."

Sideswipe jumped in between them, "whoa-whoa-whoa, wait a minute. That's it? You may know this human but she's a complete stranger to us-I mean me, she could be a spy or maybe she's changed and has vowed vengeance against our kind or something."

"Sideswipe, just think of this as a test of trust." Bee said.

"I barely know you, 'leader'." Sideswipe said.

"It's either trust or being skeptical for the rest of your life, what's it going to be Sideswipe?"

"Fine...trust exercise it is." He replied.

"The first step is always the hardest." Bumblebee praised him, as he turned his back however Sideswipe mockingly impersonated said quote with a hand as a speaking mouth.

Bee said quietly to Ellen, "Our base is this way, we can talk on the way, I have so much to tell you." He looked her over in greater detail. "Hey, your face looks a little different."

"Different? In what way?"

"Your facial structure is really developed now, your cheekbones are more streamlined and matured, your jaw line is more defined and, you've gotten slightly more muscle on you and you're taller. all in all you've grown from that skinny little girl I knew into a full fledged adult human."

"You got all that from a glance?"

"I haven't seen you in long time, you tend to notice the differences."

"Well you've changed too. Guess we're both striving adulthood huh?"

"Well it's good to know you haven't changed much in the personality section, your sense of style hasn't changed much either and...have you kept your hair the exact same way?"

"Hey, I like my hair short, it's a tiny bit longer, maybe like half an inch or something, and about my 'style' If it isn't broke don't fix it, I like the brand its comfy, its practical, that's all I really care about. So moving past vanity, why the privacy?"

"I uh, just wanted to ask about you. Not in front of the others like Sideswipe, Its hard enough trying to be an authority figure, without giving any kind of reason for him to walk all over me."

Ellen smiled to the familiarity, "Leading a unit now huh?"

"It wasn't the original plan but, I am now. So, what are you doing now?"

"Me? Well, I'm with a specialized group now that's how I was able to find you, I sometimes do theater and have invested in my own comic and collectors shop for a hobby and- h-hold on. Lets put aside casual conversation until later. What's your plan with this whole escaped convict thing?"

"Up to date are you?"

"Only with what Sideswipe has shared."

"So, not much then." He chuckled.

Ellen did the same, "He was a little vague on the details." She then bit her lip, "There is something on my mind that I need to ask, only to confirm my own insanity."

"Insanity?"

"Bee...you haven't noticed any weird 'occurrences' have you?"

Bumblebee paused his expression hardening, "Yes, I have. But it's not crazy it's real, I thought it was just an illusion but-"

"Whoa-whoa, what are you saying?"

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying... everything I've been coming into contact with at least anything with a screen has been doing weird st-" "I saw Optimus!"

"Sorry?" Ellen said.

Bumblebee scratched his head, "Oh, I thought we had the same occurrence I assumed-"

"You too?" she said meekly.

"What?! You made me out to be crazy and now you say 'you too?'" Bee said flustered.

She thinned her lips as she rocked on her heels, "S-Sorry I...I mean I didn't expect you to say something like that I..." she sat herself on the ground, "I had a, I mean I saw what was a mental projection of D-Him."

"Me too, except he spoke to me, told me to come to Earth."

Ellen raised an eyebrow, "Bee come on no, you sound like you're taking it as gospel, you're not taking delusions seriously right?" she puffed a chuckle out.

Bee sighed, "It wasn't a delusion."

Ellen scratched her forehead in thinking, "So hang on a second, an illusion is the reason you're here in the first place? A projection of your own mind told you to come to earth and you just did it?" knowing she did the same exact thing.

"Listen to me. I thought it was a glitch to start with too but then El..." he knelt down. "Out of nowhere he appeared in the metal to help us with a Decepticon, he was real."

Ellen stared at him without blinking then ever so casually clasped her hands together, "...Al-right then. Well! keep me in contact will you? involvement, locations that sort of thing." She said turning around.

Bumblebee stepped out in front of her, "W-Whoa there, is that it? That's all you have to say?"

"What, do you expect me to say other then, 'I'm glad you saw a glimpse of what you thought was Optimus alive and well but was merely a hallucination brought on by extreme stress and pressure you've been clearly been feeling of late'."

"No-no Ellen you don't understand, he was real, is real. Just ask my entire team including two humans what they saw, you can't tell me that all of them were experiencing hallucinations and seeing the exact same image? Especially the two humans who have never even seen our kind before let along Optimus. Think about it, after everything we've seen, how is this the most ridiculous sounding?"

Ellen inhaled calmly, "It was...great to see you again Bee, I'll be checking myself into the Crown city, just give me a call if you need any resources, help from me or a human spokesman on your behalf, oh and if you'd like to catch me up on some other things as well I have a few questions that need resolving."

"A-Alright. I'll do that. Don't be a stran-"

"I'll be in touch."

"No wait, Ellen please I'm sorry If I've said anything to upset you I didn't think you'- A-At least stay and meet my team?" Ellen stopped. "I'd really appreciate it." Bumblebee added.

"N-e-urghh, meetings groups of people I don't know isn't my strongest social perk, plus too many people in a room just bums me out you know?" she said lightly.

Bumblebee chuckled, "Still hasn't improved huh? No surprising since you've been hanging out with Ratche-oh! Ratchet, how-how is he?"

Ellen stiffened as her face hardened. "You mean since the last time I saw him?"

"Last time? Where is he based?"

She narrowed her eyes to what he said, Bumblebee hasn't seen him either? Or maybe he had, but he left Cybertron? "Unsure of that Bee, I mean last he told me he was heading to Cybertron to give you guys a hand in rebuilding Cybertron, problem is, that was 4 years ago." She turned again. "I really have to get going, so please Bumblebee no more talk of ghosts or Ratchet because honestly, the more I try to hold onto something the more disappointed I become when reality hits me, and it always, hits me."

"El, wait...Ellen." he watched her disappear into the trees, "What happened?"

A/N now, I know a few of you when messaging me were asking "can you do a story where Ellen see's Optimus or will Ellen see Optimus again?" well yes, of course we will be covering that its kind of the big focus here, but of course I'm not going to show TOO early :P

oh and for those times Ellen is seemingly talking to herself, shes not its thought, but italic just didn't look right for it.

Hope you guys don't mind Brook, I've been doing little stories in my free time with her and Ellen in some Transformers stuff, nothing I'd upload on here though as it just wouldn't fit in to anywhere, but she's a fun character to write she and Ellen are basically those friends who rarely have anything in common yet seem to get along really well. she is in fact one of Ellen's oldest friends I just have never introduced her yet as she is a very extreme case o_o.

she's, crude, loud, violent has that mindset of knowing what right and wrong is but approaching it the wrong way, a survivor, opportunist, waster of nothing, personality conflict, difficult to get along with, bad tempered, animal lover, human rights activist, good friend, basically she can be a bit overbearing but okay to folk but be a bit of an asshole, as in an asshole to even bigger assholes is what she believes her role in life is. she'll be Ellen's shoulder to cry on kind of thing (through the phone) if she felt too anxious or stressed, she might appear in one chapter or something, just experimenting at this time, so again hope you don't mind.

so again please R + R, be gentle on my sensitive heart, and if this goes well I may need to find another artist to do the cover image again, ohhh my poor wallet :P Thank you again and I'm so sorry to those who I have made wait so long, that was rude of me please forgive me.