Nightstar could hear beeping, a machine beeping. A medical machine. She blinked her optics open and looked around, this was not the decepticon med bay, it was to orderly and clean to be decepticons. She tried to move her arms, but she heard a rattling noise and looked at her wrists, chains. Definitely not decepticons. She glanced around, a white and red bot she new as Ratchet was monitoring some machines. He turned to face her and she glared at him. She was a captive.

"Optimus, she's awake" Ratchet called over his shoulder and Nightstar watched silently as he came over and stood beside the berth she was laying on. She said nothing, but when he brought his fingers up and placed them on her face she attempted to bite them, but Optimus just recoiled in shock, she snarled at him. He looked so sad, why was he so sad? She was his captive, surely he wanted to get revenge on her for the beating she gave him. She squinted at him and tried to work out why he looked so hurt, it wasn't because she had tried to bite him, it was something more than that, and it hurt her, why did it hurt her?

"you've grown" Optimus finally muttered, more to himself and than her and her optics narrowed

"why do you give a shit?" she asked him and he sighed, he looked so sad

"because I am your father" he told her and she shook her head, she was getting pissed off with the same old bullshit.

"Megatron, is my father" she replied breathing outwards as she spoke, was this guy as thick as his metal plating?

"Optimus, my scans indicate that her circuitry as been tampered with, most likely by Megatron" Ratchet told Optimus and Nightstar let her head fall back onto the metal berth and rolled her eyes, did they think she was stupid? Megatron had loved her, and she loved him, if Optimus really was her father, which he wasn't, surely he would have got her allot sooner than this, but something inside of her was curious, these autobots obviously believed that she was Optimus's sparkling, but that's impossible. Isn't it?

"take her to a cell, and watch her" Optimus ordered, regaining his usual composure, even if this was his sparkling, she was a decepticon now, maybe he should just let her go…

"yes sir" Arcee replied snapping him out of his thoughts, Bulkhead helped her take Nightstar to a holding cell, they hadn't used these cells before, but that didn't matter.

"I'll take first watch" Arcee told Bulkhead and he shrugged his shoulders and let her watch Nightstar. Nightstar stared at her curiously.

"you really don't remember do you?" Arcee asked her leaning against the cell door with her back to Nightstar.

"I remember what you did to Elita-one, you betrayed her" Nightstar retorted and Arcee stiffened

"I, never betrayed Elita, and I didn't kill her, neither did Optimus" Arcee told her coldly and Nightstar sighed, this was getting really old, really fast.

"what happened before that, before Elita was killed?" Arcee asked and it was Nightstars turn to freeze, what had happened before that? She hadn't ever thought about that before, she never really had to. She racked her brain for something, anything. Nothing, just a black empty fuzz where her memories should be. No, that was a lie, there was something there, an image, the one she had seen earlier, of her and Bulkhead, but that couldn't be a memory, it was impossible, utterly unimaginable.

Nightstar had been so busy thinking, that she hadn't seen Arcee turn around to watch her, the girl looked afraid, and panicked. Couldn't she remember a single thing about her time with Optimus? Arcee frowned as Nightstar shook her head.

"that's not important" Nightstar finally managed looking straight into Arcee's optics, before looking away and turning to face the wall of the cell, so both femmes had their backs to each other.

Ratchet checked on Bumblebee, he knew that decepticons were vicious, but this was awful. If he'd been in that cell for much longer, he would most certainly have died, because she had ripped a part of his spark off, Ratchet had managed to replace it but Bee wouldn't be doing anything for a while, a long while. Bumblebee clicked down at Raff, Raff had been terrified for Bumblebee when Optimus had bought him in, energon leaking from all areas and his spark flickering on and off.

"I know Ratchets the best medic on Cybertron Bumblebee, but I'm still worried" Raff replied understanding Bee's speech perfectly, Ratchet couldn't help but feel slightly pleased with himself, Bumblebee had called him the best medic on Cybertron, not that he didn't know that already, but it was nice to be complemented once in a while, Bulkhead came in and Mieko walked over to him and sat on his foot.

"Arcee take first watch?" Ratchet asked not turning around

"yeah, I don't know who I'm worried about most, Arcee, or the decepticon" Bulkhead muttered and Ratchet sighed.

"I'm worried about Optimus, if that really is Gemstar, then why doesn't she remember?" Jack called up, as if he were reading Ratchets thoughts.

"her circuitry has been tampered with, someone has purposely made her forget all information about Optimus, and the autobots" Ratchet explained to them all, but he left out the worst part, he couldn't repair her. Humans had something similar, amnesia, sometimes it was permanent and sometimes is was temporary, and usually, the humans would remember certain things over a period of time, this was just like that, but Ratchet didn't know whether or not she would remember. He hoped now that she was with the autobots, that her memories would return.

"do you think she'll remember?" Mieko asked and once again all heads turned towards Ratchet

"I honestly don't know"

Optimus sat in his private quarters holding the small object in his hands. It was a tiny little emblem, Cybertronians didn't have jewellery, they had emblems that you could apply to your body, this one was a single symbol that meant 'hope'. Optimus had planned to give it to Gemstar, when he had gotten back from his first duty, but he never got the chance. He could remember the day when she was activated. Optimus and Elita had picked out a tiny sparkling, a protoform, a silver, liquid body. They had placed their hands on it's tiny frame at the same time, and it changed, it took on Elita's gender, a tiny little femme, and had, as they later learned, Optimus's bold personality and loyalty. She was also very bold, unlike most young sparklings. Optimus remembered, he took her to a meeting with the autobots, they had all bought their children, as they thought it would be a good idea for them to bond and become friends during this hard time. He had placed her down with the other sparklings and gone to discuss the decepticon movements with the others. The autobots had been so involved with their discussion that they hadn't noticed Gemstar watching them, intrigued by the conversation.

"if we went around this way, we risk being seen, but there's a huge chance we wont be" Bulkhead had said when Gemstar had coughed gently, Optimus and the others looked down at her, her large blue eyes wide with ideas.

"yes sweetspark?" Elita asked her lifting her up gently

"you'd get caught going that way, but if you went, through that corridor, there wouldn't be any risk at all" she pointed out and everyone looked back at the map, and then at Optimus.

"at are you teaching her? She's a genius!" Cliffjumper exclaimed, and Elita smiled down at the small child, she was talented, no doubt about it, but what would such a talented child be able to do, as a decepticon.