A/N: Alright here is the second chapter. I find it a bit difficult, given I've never done a bot/human pairing before. It's a new experience that I'll gladly take. It's working out well in my opinion. Oh and Jolt is alive. I like Jolt. And I write whatever comes to my mind so sorry if it seems fast. I don't even know what I type sometimes and it turns out amazing.

Optimus' girl (guest): Yeah, she did a story for me so I'm returning the favor. Got bored really and this came to my thought.

PrimesSPARROWforever: Glad you love it so far.

Guest: I am not sure. I want the first chapter to be up before Halloween because I know I will be busy during that Halloween week and the 13th I'm busy with a Trunk or Treat for little kids.

Thoughts/Bumblebee/com. link/flashbacks/Cybertronian

Main Paring:

OptimusxAnna Carter

JazzxProwl

RatchetxIronhide

Warnings: Kissing, fluff, death, dying, violence, slash, sadness, possible tissue or many, anything else I forgot. Oh and post TLK

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. Only Hasbro. I only own my character(s). PrimesSPARROWforever owns Anna Carter.

Optimus sighed happily. His life was perfect now that he had his femme. Anna was currently curled up with his holoform of his bipedal form. He held her close, kissing her head every now and then. It was a starry night and they rested against a tree on a hill. Fireflies danced lazily across the grass. Optimus felt his spark warm with being so close to the girl he loved.

"I love you Anna," Optimus whispered.

"I love you too," Anna returned back with a kiss.

Optimus hummed softly, a smile gracing his face. Life couldn't be any better for them. That is, until one of the knights came up to him. They spoke softly in Cybertronian before he left. Optimus sighed and got up, cradling Anna to his chest.

"Optimus? What's going on?" Anna asked.

"Ratchet wishes to check on me. He isn't convinced that I am well from my time with Quintessa," Optimus sighed. Anna giggled a bit at the childish way Optimus was acting. "I swear he never will let me go until he is sure."

"I'm sure he's just worried. Quintessa is evil and she infected you with something to make you turn evil," Anna said. Optimus looked at her strangely. "Bumblebee was telling me about it. Said that it looked like someone's blood."

"Yes, Dark Energon is the blood of Unicron," Optimus nodded. "The effects are still in me. It has tainted my spark and will not leave until the Knights find a way to purify it."

"Well I hope you get better Big Guy," Anna said, leaning into his chest more. "I would hate to be all sad."

"I will be fine Anna," Optimus laughed. "Now let's go to Ratchet before he welds my aft to the berth after dragging me there."

~~~ a few days later

Optimus woke up in the middle of the night with intense pain. He clutched his chest and uttered a small cry. He shut his optics tightly as the pain intensified. The next thing the leader knew, he was on the ground purging everything in his tanks. The red and blue frame shook with exhaustion. Optimus opened up a com. link to Ratchet, knowing something was wrong.

"Ratchet, I need help."

"What's wrong Optimus?"

"Intense pain. Something's wrong."

"I'll be right there Prime. Try to stay awake until I get there."

Optimus breathed in raggedly as he laid there. His body shook more. More energon came up, but not the fuel kind. Ratchet raced in and knelt down, examining the purge before heaving Optimus up. Ironhide jogged in and helped his mate with their leader. Optimus groaned and stumbled, his body to tired to support itself. Ratchet got to the medibay and put Optimus on a berth, scanning him immediately. Steelbane, even as weak as he was from his near death experience, went to help his descendent.

"Quintessa's work," Steelbane said, his hand glowing as he placed it on Optimus' chest. "She did this. He's too sick for anything."

"She's dead though. We can't do anything to help him but ease his pain," said Ratchet.

"Quintessa lives. She cannot be destroyed easily," said Steelbane, his optics glowing brightly suddenly. "Quintessa gave Lockdown the virus, who gave it to the humans of Cemetery Wind. They injected into him through wounds. He's dying."

"No! Prime can't die!" Ironhide refused. "I've known him since he was a sparkling. Optimus is too strong to die. He has a femme who he loves deeply."

"I agree with 'Hide. Anna won't be too happy to learn about this," said Ratchet, sighing deeply.

"Hurts... so much," Optimus groaned. "Ratchet... get Perceptor to... help with... the cure."

"I'll do what I can Optimus. For now, just rest and fight," Ratchet soothed, injecting a sedative.

"I'll go get Perceptor. Do everything you can right now," Ironhide said.

"Steelbane, is there anything we can do for Optimus?" Ratchet begged.

"I do not know. Quintessa will be the only one with the cure if one exists. She can be anywhere in the universe," Steelbane answered gravely. "My brothers will work to ease his pain if he does pass."

"Thank you Steelbane," Ratchet sighed, slumping against the berth.

~~~000

"Hey Bee, where's Optimus? I thought he was picking me up," Anna pointed out, climbing into the scout.

"Ironhide told me to pick you up. I don't know what's up with Optimus. He's in the medibay with Ratchet," Bumblebee answered.

"I'll check up on him when we get there," said Anna.

The trip seemed like a long one. Anna got nervous with what was happening with Optimus. He could be dying for all she knew. But what she didn't know was that she wasn't that far from the truth. They pulled into the base and Anna went straight for the medibay. Ratchet, Jolt, First Aid, and Perceptor talked quietly near Optimus' sleeping form. She climbed up and sat next to her lover's face, gently stroking it. Optimus woke up, looking over at her.

"Hey," Anna greeted softly.

"Anna, what are you doing here? Don't you have that job interview today?" Optimus asked.

"I already did that. I start Monday. Bee picked me up and said that you were here," Anna said.

"That's great," Optimus congratulated.

"So what's going on?" Anna asked.

"I do not know," Optimus answered.

"He's dying Anna. Steelbane has informed us that there is no way he can be saved. This is something we have never seen before," Ratchet answered the question, turning back to his patient. Anna gasped and put a hand to her mouth. "I'm sorry you two. This is too advanced for us."

"How... how long?" Optimus asked.

"We don't know. It could be anywhere from a day to a few weeks," Perceptor answered. "The knights said that they will help end your pain when the time comes."

"Thank you for at least trying," Optimus whispered. He looked at Anna again. "I... I love you so much Anna. I wish there was a way for us to be together forever. It seems like Fate had other plans for us."

"Y-you can't die," Anna refused, crying now and clutching his face. "I love you. Our love is strong enough to help."

"Anna... sometimes things aren't strong enough to cure," Ratchet said gently, his own pain in his voice. "You'll stay here for as long as you can. Lennox can inform your boss that something came up and you can't be there."

Anna just cried, not believing the words said. It couldn't be true. Her love for Optimus had to be enough, right? She prayed to God that Optimus would live and that they would find a cure or something. Optimus scooped her up and held her close to his chest. Ratchet and the other three left the lovers be in peace. Anna fell asleep, Optimus joining her shortly. They would make the best out of what little time they had left. Ratchet looked up to see the other Autobots around the medibay, all waiting for an answer when news of their leader being in there was heard.

"Ratchet is he alright?" Sideswipe asked.

"No he's not. Optimus is... is dying," Ratchet announced sadly. Gasps of denial were heard from everyone.