Disclaimer: Me: Unfortunately, I do not own Transformers.

Joanna: No, but you do own me.

Me: True!

*Optimus Prime*

I enjoy speaking to Joanna on the drive to base. She is funny, kind, and very smart. I always enjoy spending time with her. When we pull into Base, I let her out and transform. She grins up at me, and I smile back. She is quickly called to help Rachet and our young human friend Raf with a project they've been working on for the past few days, and I go to the training room to meet with Bumblebee, our scout. I promised to help him train today at his request. When I get there, Bumblebee and Bulkhead are sparring, and Arcee is watching. When I enter, the sparring stops immediately. Bulkhead looks at Bumblebee. "I thought you said he'd bee longer?"

"He usually is," Bumblebee bleeps. "You know how he is with Jo."

Arcee smirks. "That's the truth."

I am unsure of what they mean. "I do not understand what you mean. What is so unusual about the way I behave around Joanna?"

Bulkhead grins. "Not much, just that huge crush you have on her."

If I were a human, I would blush. If I'm entirely honest, I do have feelings for Joanna. She is a great warrior and loyal friend, she's clever, witty, sweet, and enjoyable to be around. She is also very beautiful by human standards, with the black hair and eyes her family is known for. But any attempt at a relationship between a human and an Autobot would be futile. I highly doubt it could work. I have been denying these feelings ever since I realized I had them, and I will never admit it to my team. "I do not have a crush on Joanna. We are friends. Nothing more."

The soldiers exchange skeptical looks, but I press forward. "Bumblebee, would you still like to train?"

Bumblebee bleeps his affirmative, and we begin to train, and the ever present thought of Joanna to the back of my mind.

*Joanna Black*

I sit with Rachet and Raf, working on finishing the formula for synthetic Energon. We have to pause every now and then when Raf's computer alerts us of another Bumblebee sighting and we have to scrub it from the internet and replace it with something else, usually a tap-dancing monkey. During our work, Raf looks up at me. "Hey Jo, Bee told me you and Optimus were out late last night. What happened?"

I smile. "We just went for a drive."

"What is there between you two anyway?" Ratchet asks.

"He's my best friend."

"You two are pretty close for just friends," he smirks.

I lower my head over my work to hide my blush. If I told the truth, I'd have to admit, I do have a crush on Optimus. He's sweet, smart, gentle, strong, and in my opinion very handsome. But he probably doesn't feel the same, and besides, a human and Autobot? Something tells me that won't work out. "We're just best friends Rachet. Never pegged you for the type with an overactive imagination."

He looks skeptical, but he doesn't press the issue, thank the Allspark. I push my thoughts of Optimus to the back of my mind and try to fucus on my work. Unfortunately, I can never keep him in the back of my mind long. Suddenly, I hear Raf yell, "Oops!" and feel a sharp pain race up my arm. Scrap.

"Joanna!" Rachet yells. The pain... it's too much... My vision's going dark...