Ava slowly opens her eyes as she woke up from a restful night. However, when she registered that she was sleeping with an alien robot, she shrieked in surprise and scooted away from it. She didn't stop until she fell off the berth and would have broken something if it weren't for a black hand reaching out to her and catching her in time. Ava opened her eyes as the hand brought her back to level ground and unfortunately, facing the robot who is now awake and his expression full of concern and panic.

"Are you all right, sweetspark?" he asked.

"Huh?" Ava asked as she was confused about the meaning of the term. Sweetspark? She sounded it out in her head. Then, a light bulb switched on as she thought of what that word sounded like. Oh, he means sweetheart. But, that's what parents call their... Ava's eyes widen when she realized what he was getting at. Does he think I'm his child? But, I'm not even... robotic.

Then, events of what occurred the last week suddenly flooded her mind. Megatron capturing her. Manipulating her. The Autobots coming to her rescue. Gaining her memories back. The space battle.

"Oh, yeah. I'm fine, it's just... I'm not used to sleeping with a... robot." Ava finally answered stutteredly after a few minutes of silence.

"I understand, you are still regaining your memories and will need time to adjust to your new life style." Optimus said.

"Wait, since when did I agree I was going to live here?" Ava asked.

Optimus blinked surprised by that question. He thought that she would be more than happy to stay here with him now that they're reunited. "Are you not happy that we are a family again?" he asked.

"Oh, well, uh... it's complicated."

"It's all right, sweetspark, you can tell me. I won't be mad." Optimus coaxed her into admitting her feelings.

But Ava isn't so open to admitting her feelings as she was before. "I don't know. Can you put me down, please?" she asked, politely.

Optimus sighed in disappointment but complied to her request and gently scooped her up and lowered her to the ground. Ava pulled out her phone and saw that she had text notifications from her friends which brought a smile to her face. She walked out of the room without saying anything, leaving Optimus alone in his berth to think about his daughter's behavior.

He shouldn't be surprised that she wasn't as happy to be reunited as he is, but he was. She was alone in that pod with no one to comfort her, protect her, give her warmth, for Primus knows how long she was in space before coming here to this planet. So much could've happen during that time that she isn't willing to share or just doesn't remember. He just hopes that she'll confess what happened now than on the battlefield.

Optimus walked into the command center and his attention was brought over to Bumblebee talking to Ava, or at least trying to get her attention. A disappointed frown formed on his lips as he approached his medic who is working on the computer while he watches his daughter.

"Morning Optimus." Ratchet greeted.

"Good morning, Ratchet." Optimus greeted back. "Any signs of Decepticon activity or energy signature's?"

"Not yet." The medic answered.

Optimus looked back to watch his daughter as she continued to ignore Bee and look at the cellular device instead. Arcee and Bulkhead stood next to each other to the left of him and saw them convsersing with each other.

"She's the same as she was on Cybertron." Ratchet observed, bringing the Prime's attention back to him. "I mean by social standing."

Optimus silently agreed with the medic, his frown deepening.

Ratchet noticed his expression and could tell something is amiss. "Optimus, something wrong?"

Prime sighed. "I don't know, Ratchet. I am happy that I have my daughter back, but I feel as if she isn't the daughter I loved on Cybertron."

"Well, it has been eons since you two last saw each other. She needs time to adjust to our life style again."

"I don't what to do with her. It's like she's a whole different person."

"Optimus, calm down. She's your daughter. Do what you did on Cybertron. Rekindle your relationship with her. Spend the day doing the things that she likes. I'll worry about the Decepticons causing trouble."

"Thank you, Ratchet." Optimus said gratefully. He walked over to where his daughter is sitting. "Ava."

"Yes?"

At least she acknowledged his presence. But she still stared at the device in her hand. He needs to set rules for her if she was going to be living here.

"Ava, would you please put that down and look at me while I'm talking to you?" Optimus politely yet sternly asked.

Ava heard the sterness in his voice. She sighed and reluctantly laid her phone next to her on the couch and looked at the robot. "I'm... listening "

"Come, we're going for a drive." Optimus walked toward the entrance of the base and transformed. He opened the passenger door and waited for Ava to follow.

Ava tried so hard not to chew him out, but breathed a sigh to calm down before standing up and walk down the stairs then over to the semi truck. She hesitated to climb in the truck, but forced her legs to move and climbed in. She went to shut the door, but pulled her hand back when the door closed on its own. The engine roared to life and the truck started to move on its own as it drove through the entrance tunnel and out of the base.

Silence fell as Optimus drove nowhere in particular while Ava stared out of the window and watched the scenery pass by. Optimus activated his holoform and decided to break the silence as he asked. "So, what is it that you like to do these days?"

Ava glanced toward the steering wheel and was shocked when she saw a man driving the vehicle. She shook her head from the shockness and gazed back out the window. "All of this is... weird." she admitted.

Optimus glanced over at her. "What is?"

"Everything!" she answered. "I am just... confused about this war that I seemed to be the target for everyone that is involved in this war." Ava laid her head down on the window and closed her eyes.

Optimus looked at her and saw that she was in distraught. He cursed Megatron for capturing her and manipulated her. He hated seeing his daughter in such distraught. Hopefully, she likes history like she did on Cybertron.

"Ava," he gently placed his hand on her back. She lifted her head and opened her eyes to listen. "I am... sorry for not being there to protect you from Megatron as I promised. And... I admit that I was expecting you to be the same daughter I loved back on Cybertron. However, I now understand that you were alone all those eons in space and on this planet without me to guide you on an alien planet. But you must understand, because you are my daughter, I had no other choice but to send you off-world in order to protect you from the Decepticons. I realize that, because of my decision, I could have caused thousands of lives, the Autobots defeat, and the one that I hold dear to my spark - you, my daughter."

Ava listened to every word he said and it sounded like he was speaking from his heart. She wanted to comfort him but she couldn't as this was all still too new for her. Finally, after moments of silence, she turned and faced him. Optimus didn't know what she would do as he couldn't tell from her unreadable expression. So he waited patiently as his spark raced.

"Would you... like to see where I live?" Ava asked.

Optimus smiled. "If it means spending time with you."

Ava lifted her head and Optimus' spark fluttered when she smiled at him. A faint one, but it was progress. Optimus wanted to hug her, but he scooted back to the steering wheel instead as he wanted to give her space. However, he was surprised when she rested her head on his shoulder. Optimus smiled and wrapped his right arm around her as he used his other arm to drive.