Chapter three: Unspoken Truths

Optimus P.O.V.

It has been three days since Anna's offspring return. Optimus never thought that he would see Anna again. Well, he has but alive. The leader witnessed the whole moment when Anna and her young one were being chased. He saw her the moment they left their home to the moment her heart went offline. Optimus reminiscence the whole moment as he stood in the morgue where his old friend laid inside of a black body bag. He unzipped the body bag down to her neck; it was hard to see her cold lifeless body, how her skin was colorless, her emotionless face. The feeling he had was guilt and betrayal as well anger and sadness. With his index human finger, he traced her face and imaged how her skin would feel. The corner of his lips curved downwards and wished to Primus that he can feel things but Cybertronians lack their sensors of how objects, humans, and animal feel. They don't know how a human skin feel when they are cold or hot, and sometimes it would be a problem when they are being intimate for example getting a kiss and a hug. They don't know how soft a baby skin is or when they pet a dog or a cat.

This moment hit him hard for a special reason; Anna wasn't just his close friend but also his lover. Anna was part of N.E.S.T. but when things got out of hands she wanted an out. Months late she found out she was pregnant and Optimus thought it was his child but it turned out to be someone else child, someone whom he used to call an old friend before war broke out. However, that did not change how he felt for her and promised to protect her and the little one with his life. Anna never let him keep that promise and decided that it would be best to stay out of their lives and asked for him for something in return.

'I don't want her to find out who her father is, Optimus.' She told him when she placed a hand over her stomach, 'And I sure as hell don't want her to be growing up with…with…'

'Us.' He finished for her.

A tear rolled down to her flushed cheeks, 'Cybertronians.' She corrected but Optimus knew what she meant, 'This is not the life I want for her to live in. If I can – which I can- give her a better life, I will give it to her but not this one.' The leader just listened to her and begged for her to stay.

She didn't change her mind at all; made him promise to not look for them whatsoever. Whatever danger they are in, she will save herself and her child. She does not want to give her offspring a slight clue that they exist. Optimus assumed that Anna's daughter knew about their existence ever since Megatron and The Fallen took over. The world has fallen apart when the governments were taken down. The only leader in this world is Megatron and The Fallen, everybody else needs to follow their new rules or suffer real consequences. Poverty are so poor; people fight for the fittest in order to survive in this era.

Optimus knew that Anna and her little one wouldn't be in this situation if she just let him and his team protect them. His hand formed into a fist and placed it on top of Anna's chest. His daughter was almost the same spitting image of Anna but she had other physical feature that looked awfully familiar to him. Anna used to have milky white skin, her nose used to be small put pointy and her eyes, how could he ever forget her beautiful brown eyes. Her once long black hair framed her heart-shape face and her square jaw.

Oh how he wishes to talk to her one last time and ask for forgiveness. For not saving her even though he promised to not interfere in her life anymore. Optimus would have done anything for her, hell, he would offer his last name to Andrea if he had the chance and claim hers. Anna always wished to have a family and he was willing to give her one if she would just have allowed him to. If she wasn't so selfish and let him in her life, and they were almost close until she was abducted by Megatron. His fallen brother is the whole blame of this mess.

After a while, Optimus heard a soft knock on the door. He heard a spark beat and a human heart. Ironhide did not wait for Optimus permission to enter and wheeled Andrea into the morgue. Optimus looked behind to see them, his human eyes widened, "What are you doing?" Ironhide stopped pushing the wheelchair, "She requested to see her mother one last time."

Optimus looked at Andrea, her eyes were red and puffy from crying and lack of sleep. The cuts were healing however, there were yellow patches on her skin as the bruises faded. He remembered that three days ago she had a cast on her arm and today she was not wearing it. He raised an eyebrow in surprised how she was healing fairly quickly. In fact, he was really surprise that she survived this whole tragedy; no human can survive that much impact.

"I just want to…say goodbye." Her voice sounded horsed. Andrea felt a lump forming on her throat. Optimus nodded, "As you wish." Andrea looked away from Optimus, his presence made her feel nervous.

Ironhide wheeled her close to her mom and locked the wheelchair so it won't roll backwards. She raised an eyebrow when she saw that the body bag was zipped down to her neck and looked at Optimus, "I was making sure that there were no objects on her." He explained. Andrea picked up a lie, from then and there with that simple lie it made her feel that she can't trust him. Andrea just nodded. After a moment looking at her mother's lifeless body from the side, she decided to get up to a get a closer look. She can't be standing up for a long time since her body is still recovering and she know she can't push her body too hard either but she will do whatever it takes to get close to her mother one last time. Even if it breaks her.

Ironhide and Optimus saw Andrea place both hands on the metal table, they didn't think of anything at the moment until she started to force herself up. Both mechs quickly placed their hands on her arms to support her but she reacted rather harshly, "I got it!" She shouted at them. Ironhide let her go right away but not Optimus. Andrea looked at him angrily with tears forming on the corner of her eyes, "I said I got it." She repeated angrily.

"I am just trying to help." He explained. Andrea's brown eyes met his icy blue ones, "I wish to be alone." She requested, "Please." Optimus hesitated for a moment, he didn't want for the young femme suffer through this alone and saw that he won't let him or anyone else lend a hand, as human say.

Optimus didn't want to push her and let her grieve for a moment, "Very well. We will be right outside if you need some assistance." Andrea didn't respond and just moved slowly towards her mother's face. Optimus and Ironhide walked away quietly. Optimus gave one last look before he walked out; if he had a human heart he would understand what it is like to have a heavy heart but his sparks just pumped didn't make him feel any different but sadness, more especially when he saw how her body shake from putting too much effort and from sobbing.

Andy's P.O.V.

I requested for a funeral for my mother. It felt inhumane just knowing that she was downstairs and…for a lack of better word: rotting away. My mother was placed in a black body bag, her clothes and jewelries taken away. My mother was completely naked. Do these people not know how to have a proper burial? I planned to have my mother's funeral this Saturday, which is two days from now and I was already stressing. I was going up and down, across and down the halls gathering flowers, looking for candles, passing the word down to whomever wants to attend the mourn. But when I was speaking to them, they were nothing to me but strangers, one of them whom saved my life instead of my mother.

Doctor Ratchet would constantly be on my ass telling me to rest and let his people handle the arrangements. I gave them a chance but they were doing everything wrong and decided to do them myself. I was walking down the hallway, and as much as I hate to admit it, I got lost. This building was huge and I don't know where I was going. This place lack of signs of directions. If I wanted to go to the bathroom, I wouldn't know where it would be. I would have to guess and if I'm wrong, I could walk in into a room where someone could be sleeping or worse: intercourse. I feel wrong saying those three little letters, it feels dirty in my mouth. I know what you are thinking so shut up!

Anyways, I managed to gather a bouquet of roses. I got at least two dozen, I don't know if that was enough or too much? But, I didn't really care. I was lucky enough to find my mom's favorite flowers, however, it got me wondering why they even have flowers in this military base? They lacked of feminine touch? I found it quiet odd if you ask me. I shook my head. The things that I am thinking right now when I should be focusing on my mother's funeral and planning to leave here soon.

As I walked down the hallway, I heard heavy footsteps and snickering. For a moment, I thought I was seeing and hearing things after Ratchet doped me up few days ago until I heard someone's shoes screeching on the floor as they run trying to be quiet. Are people seriously playing at the hallways? I was starting to question if this is really a military base instead of mental hospital. I tried to focus on my duties until I felt a cool breeze on my back. I quickly turned around to see what it was and just saw a door slammed shut. Maybe there's children in this base running around, I thought. I shrugged it off and continued walking down the halls until I heard another laughter again, ok maybe I'm going crazy. Before I turned around the corner I felt another breeze. I quickly look behind me just to see an empty hall. I shook my head when I saw no one and continued walking crashing into a strong chest.

"Ow!" I shouted when I felt few thorns penetrating my skin, "Watch where you're going." I told the man in front of me without looking at him. I knelt down to pick up the roses instead of worrying taking out the thorns.

"Here let me help you with them." He offered.

"I think you've done enough, dude." I told him but that didn't stop him. He gathered the roses for me and we got up. I almost did a double look when I looked at him and realized how handsome he looked. Peppermint soft curled hair cut short and styled with spikes all over the top of the head, a mustache, beard just along his strong square jawline. This man looked like a piece of work from Picasso; he had a breathtaking yet flirty smile, his eyes were a deep set of ocean blue color that somehow made you feel relaxed. I saw his pink lips mowing as a smile formed afterwards. This man was tall, maybe about six foot two.

I jumped a little bit when he snapped his fingers in front of me, "Your arm is bleeding." He pointed down to my said arms. I had two thorns stuck on my left arm that I completely forgot about, I shook my head, "Yeah…right." I felt dumb.

"Sorry, I'm just a little distracted." I apologized for no reason, "I'll go find Ratchet."

He laughed and I blushed, he probably get this a lot, "Yeah, he's busy right now attending to a few of our comrades. But I can help you." He offered. I wanted to take the flowers away from him but he just started to walk away, "But, you're not a doctor." I said as I chased after him.

We were at a different med bay. I felt nervous being in here without a doctor and a man taking care of my minor wounds. This man wasn't just any man, I knew who he was. Ratchet told me that this man's name is Sideswipe and it was him who saved me from drowning.

I saw Sideswipe working on taking out the two thorns on my arm but I couldn't help on staring at him. Part of me wanted to thank him for saving me but another part of me wanted to yell at him for not saving my mother first. I watched him carefully how he held a tweezer between his finger and pulled out the first thorn out then the second thorn. He pulled his hand away for a second to get a cotton ball and alcohol to disaffect my arm.

"This may sting a little bit." He warned me. I nodded once he started to pat down where he took out the thorns. With one of his hand he supported the top of my hand and it felt so warm and at the same time it felt right. His hand was big yet soft and every time he looked up at me he would smile - making me feel nervous. Now I understood what it was like to feel butterflies in the pit of my stomach, almost making me feel to throw them up. Finally, he pulled away and got up, "There, you're good as new."

I jumped off the cot and rubbed my arm where it started to sting a little bit now, "Thank you." I told him. I felt an awkwardness forming between us. I smiled nervously at him, "I gotta get back to what I was doing." I felt like I was stuttering and bit my tongue. Why am I explaining this to him?

I grabbed my mother's roses, "Collecting flowers?" It sounded like he was making fun of me and I frowned. "It's for my mother's funeral." I said and walked away feeling foolish. Was it ignorant of him to make me feel like this? I am pretty sure that he knows about what was planned for this weekend. I mean, Ratchet passed the word to his team.

I felt Sideswipe walking behind me, "Hey I didn't mean to make fun of you." He sounded apologetic but I just kept on walking. I felt bad for just ignoring his apology but I didn't want him to see me cry. Why am I crying? Maybe all this is stupid.

It is stupid.

I mean who is even going to attend to this funeral besides me? I don't know anyone in here and they probably feel sorry for a little girl whose mother's died when they probably had it worse.

I threw the flowers to the nearest trash can and walked in my room, slamming the door behind me. I slid down on the door and pulled my legs up to my chest, rested my chin on top of my knee and started to cry heavily.

God, I wish I could just stop crying.

No one's P.O.V

The Warrior saw the roses that Andrea threw in the trash can. He felt so bad, he did not mean to make fun of her. Sideswipe completely forgot about the funeral that this young femme was planning for her mother and now he made her feel completely worse.

Now he felt the need to make it up for her. The Warrior headed to Andrea's assigned room and before he knocked he heard her sobbing. He didn't know whether to leave her alone for a while or apologize now. He lifted his human hand to knock on the door but before he gave the first knock he received a call from Ironhide for tonight's patrol. Sideswipe could have ignored it if it was anybody else but Ironhide or Optimus. If he ignores Ironhide orders, he'll never hear the end of it during the night Patrol. If it was Optimus, well, I mean who is going to Ignore Primes?

An idea hit him. Once he was at the main base, he deactivated his holoform and got back to his regular alt-form, he intercom one of his comrade, "Bug, you're on tonight's patrol?"

"No, why?" The Scout replied.

Andrea's P.O.V.

It was Saturday morning and I heard a soft knock on my door. At first I thought it was Ratchet trying to get me moving since he only knock once but then I heard another knock after a few seconds. I groggily got up and rubbed my face, and thought to myself who could be at the door? I don't talk to anyone or made any friends either. I hardly go out of my room more especially of what happened two days ago with Sideswipe. I should have expected for him to make fun of me, he looked like the type of guy to pick up on a nobody.

I heard another knock again.

I sighed and walked lazily towards my door. I wish the door had that little peep hole so I can see who it was and debate whether to answer the door or not. Oh well. I opened the door and saw a tall man with ivory skin and beautiful green eyes. Ok who is hiring these handsome military men? I'm over here looking like a sack of potatoes while hot men knock on my door.

Ha! I had to mentally at that. Wow, if I had friends and the world wasn't coming to an end, I would totally brag about hot men knocking on my door.

Anyways, I think I know this dude but I forgot his name though. I know it was name after an insect, but I wonder what is his real name?

The man raised an eyebrow at me, "You're still not ready?" He asked when he pointed at me. I was wearing a lose tank top and grey sweatpants that were handed down to me, my hair was a mess as well meanwhile the man was wearing suit and tie.

"Ready for what?" I asked as I yawned and rubbed my eyes.

"For your mother's funeral…" It almost sounded like a question. Okay, this must be a joke, I was starting to get mad, "Okay, who set this up? 'cause this is a sick joke."

He quickly raised his hands up, "This is not a joke-" this time I raised an eyebrow at him, "I promised. Sideswipe planned all this to make it up for you." I stared at him in disbelief. I was looking for a hint of a sick humor, any hit but didn't find any at all. Well, not through that sweet, innocent baby face.

"Okay…well I need to get ready. It'll probably take a while." I told him even though I felt unsure. "It's fine," he said, "Take your time. I'll wait for you out here." I nodded and closed the door. I walked back towards my bed and sat down, facing my mirror. This is really happening; the funeral is planned and I'm not ready. I didn't think that I will ever be ready, especially when I talked to Ratchet about cancelling it. Now I feel like an ass for running away from Sideswipe, I should apologize when I get the chance.

I gathered my clothes that I planned to wear and before I got in the shower I walked outside and saw the man leaning against the wall playing with something in his hands, "You can come in and wait in here." I offered feeling shy.

"I can wait here." He answered with a shy smile and with that, for some reason, it made me feel comfortable and trusting. I shook my head, "I'm not going to let you wait here, but it's your choice." I said, "My door will be unlocked in case you change your mind."

I showered, took my time to get ready. It only took me an hour to prepare and then left my room. I don't know where the funeral was being held at since it wasn't at the base, we were on our way to who knows where. The whole car ride was quiet but comfortable, and during that time I remembered the man's name; Bumblebee. I remembered because of his car: black and yellow. Another nameless man. I was distracted by looking outside scenery. I missed seeing the green grass, flowerings, the shinning sun and the blue sky. I miss seeing other strangers passing by going about their day and sometimes smiling at you when they catch you staring. Now, all I see is emptiness, gray sky, white snow covering most of the ground since half the snow is melted.

Fifteen minutes later, Bumblebee pulled up to a hill where I saw four more cars parked close to a wimping tree. Beneath the tree I saw my mother's coffin and few men standing behind it. This is really happening; I am laying down my mom to rest with the help of strangers, who I know a few but not close to any of them at all.

I got out of the car and got confronted with Sideswipe before I took another step.

"Hey," He smiled sadly at me. Was it because of what happened two days ago or because of my mother's death?

"Hey." I greeted back.

"I just wanted to say sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings-"

I cut him off, the last thing I wanted for him or anyone else to feel is pity for me, "It's okay. I know you didn't mean to. I appreciate for what you did for me." I looked at him and I wanted to cry but I held it in. I won't cry. Not here. I didn't know what else to do, whether to hug him, place a hand on his arm to show him it's ok. I just acted quickly and moved past him before I make a fool of myself.

I saw Ratchet, Ironhide and Optimus. They all greeted silently. I stood in front of my mom's and Sideswipe stood beside me, handing me a red roses and few more to his comrades. That was it, I felt a tear rolling down my cheek. I looked away as I wiped my tear and sniffed.

I don't know how long we have been standing here, but no one has said a word. We mourn quietly and somehow, that moment made me feel like I belong here with them. There is a reason why mom wanted for me to find Optimus, could this be one of them?

So here's chapter three! I hope you guys liked it so far! Please r&r and I will try to post soon!

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers only Hasbro does, all I own are my OC's and minor OOC's.