Blurr sat quietly next to Hardhead. Hardhead looked over at him. Blurr looked hopefully back at him. Hard looked back his lap and shook his head.

" Oh… Don't-worry-then." He slowly reached out to touch his mate but stopped halfway there. Frowning at his hand he pulled back. Shadow wanted to see when their project help Blurr touch others without burning them, but… he wasn't here. He could what until Shadow was 'back' before touching anyone. Shadow deserved to see the final result, right? Sighing he looked over at the other side of the table. Bluestreak sat quietly snuggled up on Wheeljack, though nether look all the way there. Wheeljack refused to work on anything at all until Shadow was back and Bluestreak… well… the gunner hasn't said anything for a while.

The room was normally loud with laughter and petty arguments but today and for a long time before, the room has been silent like a grim weight was on everyone's shoulders. He saw Swoop sitting across the room with his brothers and his bonded, Tracks. The group looked haunted, as if their closest friend died in an accident they caused. I would know something like that. He told himself bitterly. The Aerialbots were crowd in the corner with Skyfire, Jazz was sitting next to Prowl who was speaking with Prime, and Ironhide and the twins were nowhere to be seen. Ratchet was still locked in the medical bay and the humans were out on parole and search with the minibots.

Plus, it was all his fault. He should have grabbed Shadow, called in someone earlier, done anything but being shot. Shadow would be here if he'd called in earlier… but… Ironhide and Jazz didn't come for their duty. So Jazz and Ironhide probably feel the same way he does. Just as he felt the tears prickle and his optics Sunstreaker rushed in and slammed his hand down on Prowl's table.

" It's been three fucking mouths!" Sunstreaker yelled at them. " We need to look for him, fraggit!!!" Prowl calmly looked at him.

" We need to be cautious. Shadow wouldn't want us to-" Sunstreaker interrupted Prowl.

" Frag caution! You probably don't even ca-" Prowl jerked up from his seat and glared at Sunstreaker.

" Don't you dare finish that sentence!" He growled with venom behind every word. " Shadow is like a son to me and fragged if I let you tell me Idone care!" Blurr gapped at Prowl with everyone else. This is the first time in a very long time Prowl has lost temper in public.

" Then why are we just standing here waiting instead of looking for Shadow? Sunstreaker hissed. Blurr would have laughed at how lost Prime looked if the situation wasn't so scary and serious.

" Because Shadow would not like it if we put everyone's safety at risk." Jazz interjected. Sunstreaker growled angrily. Blurr was amazed how quickly things became dangerous. Prime stood up as Sideswipe rushed in. Sideswipe grabbed his twin's arm.

" Come on." Sunstreaker just pulled away. When he did he spotted Blurr. He glared and pointed at him.

" It's your faultBlurr." He snapped before stomping off. Blurr shook slight, trying not to cry. Sideswipe apologized to everyone then walked over to Blurr.

"Don't take it personally or to hard. He's polished." He said before following his brother. Blurr rushed out of the room before Hardhead or anyone could say a thing more.

Running to his room he locked the door and slid down to his knees. He banged the back of his head on the door a few times before opening his optics. On his desk there was a moving picture frame. The pictures on it at the moment were of him and a few others, but the one that tore at his spark was of him and Shadow, inches apart, smiling with the to holding up the human peace signs. He let the tears flow as he stood up and walked over to the desk, picking up the frame.

" I'msosorry!" He cried and through the frame across the room. It shattered on the wall with a crash and he sunk to the floor and held his face. He sobbed.