Hey thanks again for reading, this one's a short chapter but a necessary one. As always leave a comment or criticism and enjoy! And as the Team Canada vs Team USA game is on as I write I have to say; Go Canada Go! ;)

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"Tanner, awake." Tanner opened her eyes; she had drifted off and was now staring at a star filled sky. Her dad use to take her out stargazing and taught her all the constellations and the stories behind them. A wave of depression hit her as she remembered the nightmare she had awakened to.

"Tanner, awake," Ironhide said gently and carefully as if he was petting a newborn kitten, touched her cheek. His finger felt exactly what Tanner had expected; it was cold and hard but again was nothing like she imagined; she could feel the warrior within the steel body and could feel his pain and loss. Tanner opened her eyes and sat up.

"What is it?" She asked noticing that more Autobots had arrived. She looked down at her hand, where she had handcuffed the briefcase to her wrists, to ensure that nothing had happened while she was resting.

"We have much to discuss," Ironhide answered as he stood up and looked around. "Tanner, these are my comrades; you might know them through your father's studies." Tanner thoroughly examined each Autobot and placed them to the names and pictures her father had made.

She stood up and walked to the closest Autobot; a short primary form, his alt-form was a Pontiac Solstice GXP. He looked tough and as cool as a cat as he held his head high and wore a smug, cool expression. Tanner recognized him immediately.

"Jazz, first lieutenant, from Sergeant Hawke's notes you are a lover of hip-hop and fearless." Jazz gave Tanner a smile and nodded.

"Smart little bitch, isn't she?" He asked with a smile as he sat down on top of a car.

Tanner moved on to the next one; a Hummer H2, or better known as an ambulance. He stood around eight meters tall and was colored in yellow and red paint. His face was one that held a deep intuition, as if knowing if one was sick or injured.

"Ratchet, medical officer. Notes say you're one against violence but will follow your leader's will until the end. Amazing sense of smell and the best medical officer in the galaxy." Ratchet too gave a smile.

"You will want to cover those wounds up before they get infected; human diseases are the worst of all the worlds we have seen. Here," Ratchet threw some gauze at Tanner.

Tanner moved onto the next Autobot which stood about sixteen feet tall and was colored in a yellow and black paint. His alt-form was a Chevrolet Camaro with black racing strips down his hood. His face was one of humour and interest; he was interested in Tanner and her way of life while his eyes were filled with caution as they darted into the darkest shadows as if anticipating the Decepticons arrival. He had a built-in helmet that resembled the face of a bee. Tanner smiled; this was the easiest one.

"Bumblebee, the rookie of the Autobots. You are cautious but very brave and would do anything to defend those around you. You are mostly used as a scout and therefore very curious about the world around you and their customs. You speak through the radio as you were injured in a fight."

Bumblebee began applauding as, "You're wonderful!" sounded through the speakers.

Tanner gave a pause as she approached the next Autobot. He stood at twenty-six feet tall and big with the metal muscles that covered his body. His alt-form was the GMC Topkick.

"Ironhide, you are third command of the Autobots and is one of your leader's oldest friends. You have seen many battles and you are appointed as the weapon specialist. Despite being through all those battles and being one of the oldest you are one of the strongest Autobots; only your leader, Sentinel Prime and Jet Fire can best you." Tanner paused and swallowed hard, the notes were so much more personal than the others.

"You are the guardian of the late Sergeant Kevin Hawke and his notes say you are the most courageous soldiers he's ever seen. You are brave and will never back down from a fight, even if it might cost your life. You are stubborn, sure and bossy and stupid!" Tanner smiled, she could feel her father's love for this robot through his notes and she knew that Ironhide also felt the love. "You are unafraid of anything but you are terrified of losing those close to you. You are loyal and would never betray your friends. Never. You have a sense of humour but you are mature enough to know when a joke is needed. You are never hesitant to lead the way or to show strength. You were my father's best friend and he would've done anything and would do everything for you." Tears slid from Tanner's face as lonesome hit her like a brick wall. She looked up at Ironhide and saw through his eyes the pain Hawke's passing had brought him.

"Your father was one of the greatest warriors I have had the pleasure of meeting, I am completely honoured to have fought by his side and have the responsibility to be his guardian. He was my best friend as well and his death will never go on unnoticed for we will all remember him with each passing day. Tanner, he loved you very much and was so proud of you and out of both honour and duty I shall now be your guardian as I once was his. I will watch over you as he had and will protect you till the end of time," Ironhide vowed and gave her a charming grin.

"I don't know," Tanner sighed with a smile, "there's only way you can watch over me like he did and that's by answering this question; what will you do if I ever bring a boy home?"

Ironhide's arms immediately transformed into two big, startling guns that hummed as Ironhide hissed, "You feeling lucky punk?" Tanner threw her head back and laughed.

"You passed, that's exactly what my dad would do if he could!" Tanner exclaimed wiping a tear from her eye. It felt good to laugh again. Ironhide gave her a wink as she walked to the last Autobot.

He stood at thirty-five feet tall making Jazz look like a small child and making Tanner look like a toy. His alt-form was a Peterbilt 379 cab painted in blue and red, red flames on a blue body. His face was one that held much wisdom, kindness and leadership. He had ear finials at the top of his head and had a retractable face plate that revealed his mouth. His eyes were kind and wise.

Tanner felt shaken at his presence; she knew who he was of course but in her father's many journals he always seemed at awe in the presence of this particular Autobot and always seemed honoured beyond any extent. She too felt honoured and in awe.

"You are the leader of the Autobots, a great descendant of the Cybertronians original leaders. You are kind, wise and righteous. You believe in justice as much as you believe in night and day. You are brave, powerful and compassionate, you always try to better the world around you and believe that every creature has the same rights and you believe that it is your job to protect every creature."

"That is correct," the Autobot said his voice was deep but not gravelly like Ironhide's, it was calming and reassuring. It was music to the ears. "But you have not said my name."

"Everyone who hears your name shall cower in fear or sing in praise, your name bring courage to the weak hearted, making the weak strong and cowards brave. You are the idol of many and many wish to be you or at least see you.

"You are Optimus Prime."