Intrinsic
By SMYGO4EVA
For what seemed to be megacycles, Arcee just sat there, replaying the moments where she stormed the Nemesis, furious and blazing, just tearing down any 'con that stood in her way, only to be bridged to the Arctic.
To scream where no bot could or would ever ever hear her.
She couldn't quite make herself stand up and admit defeat.
Not yet.
The one time she could have gotten to Optimus and saved him from the Decepticon prison, she was there...and she failed.
As far as she knew, she would lay her own spark on the line for him.
Even rip it out of her own chest if she had to, no, needed to...
In sacrifice, to become his living shield was her instinct.
To sacrifice, to cease existing, all for Optimus, so that he would carry on, Arcee believed for a little longer that it was enough.
It was imprinted when their lights were almost snuffed in the Arctic a long while ago.
As long as there's still this evidence, in that sacrifice, she knew that for certain.