The next time Tailgate onlined his systems he was in a medic room on Cybertron. How long had he been offline? What hit him- Cyclonus, Whirl, and Yellowjacket! He had to go find them! Tailgate struggled to get off of the berth but his systems were still filled with static from the incident. He didn't care if he fell though, he needed to find his family, they were more important right now. Hearing the commotion that was emanating from the room, a medic femme barged in.

"Hey, it took me twelve cycles to get you back in functioning order, don't you dare mess up my hard work! Get back on that berth!" she shouted. The stood up to her full height and reset her vocalizer into her servo, "Sorry but it was very touch and go for a while with you, your systems were horribly damaged. Anyway, my designation is RedAlert, from the data we collected, it is safe to assume you are Tailgate correct?"

Tailgate nodded, slightly nervous around this femme. Not that she had scary features, it was because of she said "data we collected." How they found out his designation was concerning; did they go through his data banks? No, if they did, he would be under arrest by now, or not even online. Fraternizing with the enemy wasn't usually taken very well.

Tailgate reset his vocalizer, "How did you find out my designation if I may ask?"

The femme smiled, "Don't worry, we didn't go through your data banks, you had an I.D. card on your frame." She continued softly while shaking her helm, "mechs and their constant fear of probing."

Tailgate's intakes stuttered and spirted. Of course they crashed, how could they not have? That minor miscalculation of the planet's atmosphere cost them their ship and probably a lot of supplies. Well no time for moping, he needed to get Cyclonus and Whirl off of this ship so they could start their search! Whirl started to stir next to him, muttering a string of curses and complaining about his aching processor. Well that's one half of what he was looking for. Tailgate scanned the area until his optics landed on Cyclonus' frame. Tailgate jumped up and ran over to his mate and began to shake his frame.

"Cyclonus get up! We're here!" Tailgate exclaimed. He was excited to finally find their creation.

It had been so many stellar cycles and now they were here, almost a complete family again! Tailgate was struggling to contain his excitement.

Cyclonus onlined his optics and spoke, "I realize your excited but we just crashed, give me a few nanokliks to get up."

Tailgate nearly shouted, "I can't help that I'm excited, we're so close Cy! Just think, we'll be a family with our creation in a matter of solar cycles!"

"I know, you said that multiple times before we arrived." Cyclonus replied as he got up. "Well, in any case, we should get off of this ship and grab some supplies while we are at it."

Whirl darted up, "I think we should grab as much energon as we can, who knows if there is any on this planet!"

"We should also grab some of the medical supplies, never know when we'll need it." Tailgate chimed.

"Tailgate, you grab the medical supplies, Whirl and I will grab as much energon as we can carry. We'll meet you outside the ship, just ping your coordinates when your pedes touch the dirt."

Tailgate did a little salute and replied "Alright, I'm on it!" He raced down to the small medbay to grab the supplies.

As Tailgate was collecting the med kits and other important items, he thought back to how they managed to get here. Within an orbital cycle, they managed to discover that they all made it out of that Decepticon attack, meet up, hijack a ship, fake their deaths with that ship by crashing in the outskirts of New Kaon, hijack another ship to fly across the galaxy, and then crash that ship as well. They also managed to change Cyclonus' armor back to how it was before he joined the Decepticons! They might not be able to go back to Cybertron but they now had the chance for something greater, reconnecting with their creation!

Checking over the supplies he grabbed one last time, Tailgate made his way out of the burning ship. Just as Cyclonus asked, as soon as Tailgate's pedes hit the ground, he pinged his location to Cyclonus and Whirl. Shortly after, Cyclonus and Whirl appeared out of the ship with servos full of energon cubes. A slowly encroaching sound of sirens was picking up from west of their location.

"What's that noise?" Whirl blurted out.

Cyclonus swiveled his helm in the direction of the sirens "I have no idea, but I don't think I would like to find out. We should move on out."

Whirl and Tailgate nodded. The three began to run south of the ship so they could avoid their potential pursuers. They didn't want to go in the complete opposite of the sirens though. Whatever was producing the sound may have come from a populated area, which would be a good place to start their search.