A/N: So, I've decided to try out something new in this fic. The POV will still be written like before (you , your, etc.), but when will be the time to use Your Name (Y/N), there will be an actual name. Wonder how it'll turn out.


Your mouth almost hit the ground as you stared, wide eyed, at the metal giant in front of you, your mind going haywire. It doesn't make any sense. Optimus Prime shouldn't be real! He's just a cartoon character!

And yet, here he was, looming above you with all his might. You stared up at this wonder in awe, sparks of amazement clear in your eyes, when you heard a weird noise. It sounded a bit like someone was breathing heavily through the gas mask, but deeper and louder. You glanced around fearfully in search for the source of the strange sound, finding nothing. But then, a realization hit you. It was him.

You raised your eyes back up at the metal giant, who didn't took his eyes, no, optics, from you the whole time, and took a better look at him. The dim outline of his frame was slightly hunched over, his chest plates moving in an uneven pattern, as if he was struggling to breath. Or, in this case, vent. He was shaking slightly, and carefully leaning against the trunk of a huge tree nearby to keep himself upright. He was in a bad shape, that much you could tell in the darkness of the night.

Ever so carefully, you took a step towards the Cybertronian. "H-Hello…" your voice cracked slightly from emotion. He didn't respond.

Right then, the sound of helicopters far in the distance reached your ears. It must've reach Optimus' audios as well, because he suddenly jerked his helm upwards, scanning the sky for the source of the sound. Then, with some difficulty, he scrambled out of the crater he made, stumbling slightly as he took off into the forest, his pedsteps shaking the ground slightly.

"Wha- No, wait!" you yelled after him, surprised by the speed of his actions in his obviously weakened state. You then ran after him, trying to catch up to the giant. But, as anyone could guess, you weren't able to, and soon you couldn't even hear the ground-shaking of his pedes.

You stopped altogether, breathing slightly from the run with a scowl on your face. You've lost a 40 feet tall, metal giant. Yeah, good job, Ana.

Your mood was still down as you were eating dinner at home the next day with your family. And, what's worse, your mom decided to nib at you for your night walk. "Why in the world did you decide to go off into the woods in the middle of the night?! It was dangerous, you could've hurt yourself, for God's sake!"

"But I didn't." you mumbled under your breath, picking at your food half-heartedly. You still didn't live through the fact you let the opportunity to actually meet Optimus Prime go.

"Oh, c'mon, sweetheart, don't be so hard on her. She's an adult, she can make her own decisions." your dad cut in with a light tone. You smiled up at him in return. "Thanks, dad."

Your mom's brows scrunched in response. "Don't you dare encouraging her, mister," she snapped, pointing an accusing fork at your dad. "I still didn't get you for your midnight escapade in search for mushrooms the other night." (A/N: Seriously, my dad did that once. xD)

You and Catherine chuckled slightly at their ministrations, finishing up your meal. You then stood up to put the dishes in the sink. "Well, I want to announce you I'm going for a walk, mom," you said in a bit over-dramatic tone. "I'll be back in a few."

"Keep your phone on all the time, got it?" your mom's shout followed you as you closed the front door with a soft click. You then took your regular path into the forest, towards a certain spot not so far away from your house.

It was a good spot for relaxing from the fast pace of day-to-day life. It was a small, secluded gully, surrounded by mounds of earth from most sides, making it immune to cold winter winds and quite cozy in summer. It was lowering on one side, so the water didn't stay long in there, which was good, and the stones sticking out of the ground now and then made the trees grow in greater distance than normally, creating a large, free space, and many good hiding spots. You and your little sister loved to play hide and seek there, back in the old days. Too bad she's grown out of it.

What you didn't expect though, was that someone else would find your special place a good hiding spot as well. This someone being a red and blue metal giant.

You froze in mid-step as your eyes landed on a huge frame of Optimus Prime, perched against one of the bigger stone formations with his helm slightly to the side. His optics were offline, and he was still venting heavily from the other night. He seemed to be asleep, or in recharge for Cybertronian, but you couldn't tell. You were still too far away to know for certain.

You licked slightly your dry lips nervously, and then started to near the sleeping giant ever so slowly. You weren't planning to let pass your second chance when its present.

You were just a few yards away from Optimus, when his optics abruptly snapped online, and the mech lunged away in a sudden move. You squawked in surprise, backing away slightly yourself.

A moment of heavy silence loomed over the two of you then as you stared with wide eyes into Optimus' shining optics, finding a glint of fear in them. That took you completely off guard. What he was so scared of? He could easily turn you into a wet pulp of flesh and blood if he wanted to. You knew he wouldn't do that anyway, though.

However, when his gaze sharpened on your small form beneath his pedes, the fear in his optics dimmed, and the mech slouched slightly on his spot.

"You… you are that human from earlier." his deep, rich voice came out barely above a whisper, but you heard him nevertheless in the silence of the forest.

"Yeah… Yeah, I am." you breathed out as you tried to suppress a wide-ass grin that was creeping onto your face.

"I apologize for my behavior back then," the mech spoke quietly. "I… wasn't in my right mind."

"Nah, it's cool," you shrugged slightly as you started walking towards Optimus once again. "You were in an unknown place after a crash landing, and unknown vehicles were coming your way. I'd be pretty freaked out, too."

Optimus watched you warily as you neared him, your giddiness apparent now. "You are… not afraid of me, young one?"

"Nope," you replied cheerfully. "How could I be scared of Optimus Prime?"

Pointedly ignoring Optimus' shocked stare, you took a better look at his frame, now that you could see it clearly in the daylight. His armor had a few big dents along the torso, and loads of minor ones, scratches practically covering every part of his body. It had some burn marks here and there as well. Overly, he looked pretty battered. You wondered if it was just from the fall, or from something else too. There were also a few gashes in the armor, exposing some gears and wires of Optimus' protoform, which were leaking some blue substance that… looked like… Energon…

"Omigosh, you're bleeding! I-I mean, leaking!" you exclaimed in pure horror, taking Optimus completely by surprise. "You need to be treated, like, now! I'm gonna go get some tools. Don't go anywhere!" you shouted as you took off in the direction of your house at a breakneck speed.

You quickly reached your destination, and, praying it was open, headed towards your dad's garage-turned-workshop. He left it open from time to time, and now would be a good time if he did. Thankfully, the door handle didn't make any complains as you pushed it down, and you bursted into the room. You scooped up a welder perched on the shelf the moment your eyes landed on it, plus a small electricity generator and some other tools, like wrenches and stuff. You packed it haphazardly into your father's duffle bag and in a split second you were running back to the Autobot leader.

"I'm back! I'm back!" you yelled as his huge frame came into your view. Optimus turned his unwavering gaze towards you as you approached, staying silent the whole time. He looked much calmer than when you two met, you noticed, while you threw the duffle bag onto the ground.

"Just… give me a minute… hah…" you placed your hands on your knees as you breathed deeply, tired from running so fast both ways, and carrying a large weight the second time. "Hokay, first things first, we need to take care of that leaking Energon," you said as you fished out the welder and the generator out of the bag, and then looked up at the mech. "Is that okay with you?"

You earned a small nod from the Autobot in return, and so, you walked up to the mech with the repairing device already on, but then paused. You noticed your hands shake slightly. You were practically going to do a surgery on a living, feeling being after all, even if it was made of metal.

"Just to warn you, I'm not a professional at this." you stated nervously. You helped your dad in his workshop from time to time, yes, but this was on a totally different level. Optimus must've sensed your nervousness, because he gave you a small, reassuring smile. "That is quite alright."

You returned his smile eagerly, and then went to your work, starting with one gash on Optimus' thigh plate.

"You should be careful with it for now, or better yet, let Ratchet look at it later," you said as you focused on your task to put the two wires back together. You completely missed yet another quizzical look the mech gave you today.

"Understood," he replied curtly after a small pause.

Then you both went silent, you working on Optimus' wound, and him trying to understand how is this possible you know him and, apparently the rest of his team, while he was fairly sure you've never met before.

With a bit of difficultly, you managed to put everything in the wound back together, with the help of the welder and a wrench you pulled out of the duffle bag, and welded it to the best of your abilities. You then moved forward to another gash, and took care of it a bit faster than the previous one.

When you were done with the wounds you could reach from the ground level, you asked Optimus to put you up towards them. He quietly complied, making his servo your private, giant lift, a bit reluctantly though. You weren't surprised by it. Being in his situation, you'd probably be suspicious, too, you thought. Thankfully, everything went fairly smoothly. Once you were done with the open wounds, you started working on the bigger dents in his armor. To be honest, it still didn't look that great when you finished, but then again, what would you expect from an amateur?

"Done." you announced proudly, wiping out the sweat that formed on your forehead during the process. Optimus carefully placed you back down onto the earth, along with your tools, before he did some experimental moves to check your work.

Apparently you did good, because the mech didn't seem in pain or discomfort while he moved. He then turned to you with a renewed expression. "This will do for now. Thank you for your assistance, miss…"

"Ana. Ana Moore." you replied with a wide grin, spinning the wrench in your hand like some sort of gun. "And you're very welcome, Optimus Prime."