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The rain stopped by early morning the next day, Optimus was at the Political Hall once again, as was Aliena. Avalon argued about the voting system for new counsel members with Galvatron and Aliena whispered to Optimus, "Why am I here again?"

Optimus answered with a slightly unsure look himself, "I am not entirely sure, though I do believe they wish to discuss a matter concerning the Predacons."

"Oh."

Avalon glared at an ex-con while Levitacus began, "Optimus Prime is right, it does concern the Predacons, but other issues as well."

Aliena looked skeptical but listened as Longarm spoke. "Has there been any new news on Shockwave's Predacon or on Shockwave himself?"

She shook her head, "No, not since he attacked the Aerialbots."

"What of Starscream?"

She sighed, "If there was anything to report it would have been already."

Levitacus smiled, "That is good to know."

She glanced at the door longingly as the room's air began to constrict, "Not to be rude but, was there some other reason you needed me or…?"

Avalon nodded, "There is. With Iacon rebuilt we are starting to move to other cities and rebuild them. Tyger Pax and Klaksis are already underway, however, we were planning to start reconstruction on Tyrest as well."

Aliena blinked, frowning as she thought, "Isn't-isn't that the city near Kaon? Bordering the Sea of Rust?"

Avalon nodded, "Indeed it is."

Her frown deepened, "But that's where the Predacons live."

"And that's where the problem lies." Longarm replied.

Aliena fixed him with a hard look, "I don't think building there is an option. Besides, I saw it, as did Bee and several others…it may as well be considered part of the Sea of Rust for all its worth. Kaon would be a better place to fix up than there."

Leviticus shook his helm and refuted, "But most are not willing to live in Kaon."

She arched an optic ridge, "Most Autobots or most Cybertronians?"

"Does it matter?" Avalon asked.

Optimus kept a neutral face while Galvatron silently bore into the counsel.

"Of course it does!" Aliena fought to keep her voice relatively calm, hiding these kind of emotions were not her forte. "We're offering Decepticons the chance to live peacefully and, to be honest, I don't know how well that's going to go if you only focus on the Autobots. Kaon is a familiar place to a lot of them, just as Iacon and Klaksis are to Autobots. Besides, I'm not going to 'try' talk Predaking out of Tyrest. They need someplace to live too and that place out of anywhere is good enough."

Avalon borderline glared at her, "This isn't-"

"It is!" She cut him off, "And I'm not going to. Rebuild Kaon, or Vos, or some other place, but leave them alone."

"You are being unreasonable!"

"I'm being unreasonable? Have you even listened to what I've said?!"

Optimus stepped between the two, "I believe that this discussion is at a close."

Avalon pushed Optimus out of the way, "No, she is a Prime now and must learn to be what a Prime is." His attention turned to Aliena, "You cannot just spend all your time patrolling and leading the Aerialbots. Your place is here in this Hall with the Autobots, so learn it."

Her face was entirely unreadable but her optics hardened. She shook her head and stepped back before walking away.

Avalon's faceplate became a light tinge of blue as he yelled, "Aliena, Aliena Prime!" At his yelling she sprinted out of the Hall, foot thrusters activating to hasten her leave. He turned to Optimus, "You're her sparkmate, get her back in here."

Galvatron growled lowly at him while Leviticus and Longarm remained silent, watching the exchange. Optimus retained his usual calm look, however, his optics and voice carried a silent threat, "I will not. This matter is closed and she has given you very valid reasoning."

"But-!"

"Enough!" Galvatron finally broke, "She is a Prime, your Prime and the Predacon's representative."

Optimus' calm charade finally broke, face dipping into his disapproving look, "And despite what you may want to believe, this is not her place."

*O*

Aliena flew out on her patrol, not waiting for the other two to arrive. She was well into the patrol by the time the Aerialbots caught up. "*Whoa, Aliena, wait up.*" Silverbolt commed.

Aliena slowed to wait for Silverbolt and Skydive, the latter asking, "*You went on way ahead of us, what's up?*"

"Nothing, just, the counsel…"

The coms were silent for several minutes as no one could think of anything to say, and Aliena wasn't up for talking at the moment.

They were nearing the end of the patrol when Silverbolt suddenly commed, "*Hey, me and the others were planning on heading to Tyger Pax tomorrow to help in some of the building. Did you want to come?*"

"Probably best I not, I'd just get kicked out no doubt." Had she been in bipedal form she would have rolled her optics.

Skydive's voice was sympathetic, "*Well, we'll keep an optic open for anything strange then.*"

"Alright, thanks."

They split off and Aliena landed near the edge of the city and bent the light around her so as not be seen. The last thing she wanted was to seen and stopped or given any of the myriad of looks she was now used too.

She reached their house within an acceptable few minutes, opening the door and shutting it quietly—resting her helm against the cool metal and letting the bent light drop.

"A door opening by itself is very peculiar."

Aliena jumped and activated her blasters, aiming at the couch where Galvatron sat. After several second to regain her beating spark she asked, "What the pit are you doing here?"

He smirked, "Optimus wished to discuss some things without the counsel around." He gestured to the house.

She deactivated her guns and intaked, "Great, swell, give me a heart attack while you're at it."

"I believe, it would be a spark attack."

She glared at him, "Whatever."

She closed the berthroom door and leaned against it with a vent, was there no peace to be found? Deciding that Optimus could be a while she decided to call Jayce and the others for the moment. Sometime during the call she heard Optimus enter and discuss something with Galvatron. It was well into the night, and long after the call had ended, when Optimus finally came to recharge.

Aliena roused just enough to hear him enter but made no move to show it, and neither did he as he simply laid down to recharge.

*O*

Optimus found Aliena sitting on the couch the next day with a cube in servo but untouched. He sighed and sat next to her, after grabbing his own, "They won't be rebuilding on Tyrest."

"Good." She answered emotionlessly.

"Aliena…Aliena?" She didn't respond, just stared ahead. "Aliena, look at me, please?"

She finally turned to look at him, "What?"

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

He frowned, "I know that there's something, Jemina, do not tell me 'nothing'."

"Fine! There is something, it's the counsel, and all of freakin' Cybertron!" Optimus' optic ridges rose but remained silent. "I just can't Optimus! I can't be what they want! They want me to be Cybertronian. They want me not to help them. They want me to be in that blasted Political Hall getting things straightened out. They want me to be you and I'm not!" By this point she was standing and pacing the floor. "I'm at my wits end with all of…this!"

Optimus stood and lightly grabbed her arm, stopping her from her pacing, but she still kept her helm turned away and glared at a corner. "That is because many of them have forgotten what the Thirteen were like, and how their roles varied from one-another's."

She brushed his servo off, with a scoff, "Yeah, well they certainly won't listen to me about it."

Optimus looked at her, hurt in his optics, "We all have roles we play, we just haven't found yours. Once the new counsel is established I will work with you more, I promise, but this-"

"I know, I know. It needs to be done. I get that, it's just. Everything they want of me I can't do. I want to help rebuild. I want to help scout new areas to rebuild. I want to with the Energon distributions; but it's "below a Prime" or "it's not something Optimus Prime would do"—I've freakin' heard that one too! They don't know what you've done, what I've seen you do. And I'm just so-" her servos fisted in anger as she growled/yelled before continuing. "They want me in that Hall and they won't let me do anything else! I swear that if Ultra Magnus wasn't the head of the patrols I wouldn't be allowed to do that either!

"And when I'm finally in there, doing what they want me too—they don't listen and pass everything I'm trying to say off like I'm a child who doesn't know what consequences are." Lubricant began rolling down her faceplates as she buried her helm in Optimus' chest plates. "Optimus I—why am I a Prime if I can't do anything."

Optimus was silent for several minutes while she recollected herself, "What you can do, is not something they can see, or even understand. Even I don't understand it or know why, but all Primes are chosen for a reason. And I firmly believe that yours is to make Cybertron better. Where you come from, you hold no lingering prejudice or loyalties to any faction—like even I do. You can see bots for what they are, not what they were." Optimus paused, in thought, "Why don't we take the day off? There was a beautiful place I knew of long ago in Iacon. It may or may not still be there."

She looked at him quizzically, "You're going to blow the counsel off?"

"No," he smiled in a way that Orion Pax did, usually when he was scheming something, "but the health and wellbeing of one's sparkmate is most vital; and it is highly looked down upon for one of a high class or a Prime to let that health decay."

She smirked, "Isn't that an old, caste rule."

"Yes, technically, but as my sparkmate you come first."

"So where is this place?"

*O*

Galvatron stood with the counsel waiting for Optimus. It was taking every bit of self-control he had to not snap one of their necks, or burn a hole through a chest plate with his fusion canon, or…he intaked and pushed the thoughts away. As desirable as they sounded, it wasn't right.

When he got a ping from Optimus opening a com line, he nearly jumped for joy. But instead, he growled out, "Optimus, in all the millennia I have known you and we have fought each other, I have never known you to be this fragging late."

He swore he could see an amused sparkle in the Prime's optics when he answered calmly, "*My apologies, Galvatron, but I will not be coming to the Hall today.*"

"What?"

"*Something was brought to light with Aliena and I believe we are in need of some time away from everything.*"

"You're having sparklings!" He was so sure of the fact that he didn't even state it in a question.

"*No!*"

"They're what!?" Leviticus and Avalon yelled/asked.

"Swell, even more to take up their time." Longarm growled.

Galvatron glared at all of them, clearly telling them without words to mind their own business. "If it's not that then what's so important?"

"*It's nothing of concern. I was simply informing you not to tear the Hall down, again.*"

He glanced at the three mechs giving him expectant looks, "With this counsel? No guarantees."

*O*

Optimus lead Aliena through the equivalent of a Cybertronian subway system that was still being rebuilt. Eventually they came to a very small station that looked to be forgotten, even before the war. Optimus chuckled, "It still looks like how I remembered it."

Aliena couldn't help a small laugh either.

He turned, "Stay here, I want to see if it's still there." When he returned a minute later he was grinning, "Offline your optics."

She laughed quietly and did so. Optimus grabbed her servo and turned the corner, "Alright, online them."

She stood in a room full of multi colored gems, every one cemented in the metal earth. Rays of varying colors jotted all around the smaller room. She looked up to see a small crack in the ceiling that allowed the light in to bounce off gems or crystals, creating beautiful patters of crisscrossing light. "I don't have the words…how did you find the place?"

He smiled fondly, "It was actually Ariel who found this place." Aliena looked at him, curious to know more, "These tunnels used to lead to mines during the Golden Age where gems and stones like these were mined. Once the threat of Megatron, war and abolished caste systems broke out, most of these mines were abandoned."

"So why was she here? Or was she looking for somewhere to stash stuff?"

Optimus smiled and shook his helm, "This mine in particular was shut down long before the war due to a large part of it collapsing, and being so close to Iacon…"

"Oh," she smiled and rested her helm on his shoulder, "well it amazing."

He sat down and pulled out the data pad from his subspace and worked on decrypting the file. Aliena would have teased him about working if it wasn't for the fact that he enjoyed it so much, especially right now when the fate of Cybertron and Earth didn't rested in the balance, that it was almost like play time to him. Much like a lot of men and taking care of their cars. She resigned herself to simply rest against him and observe the lights and gems, watching as they would occasionally change position or color as the entrance light beam moved. She was nearly asleep, listening to Optimus' digits as he tapped on the pad, when he intaked sharply.

Her optics shot open as Optimus suddenly said, breathlessly, "By the Allspark."

Looking down at the tablet her optics went wide, "Oh my, gosh."

Oh! what is it, what is it!? We must know! I am wicked ehhahaha! I left y'all there in the Avenger's one too-what? i couldn't have the one that haven't read it yet know then read it...blame them for you're not knowing. but any guesses? i'll give you a virtual high five if you get it (like Beaks does in Duck Tales;)

Hope you have a fun Memorial Day if you're American or just a good weekend otherwise! Tata for now!