I was standing face-to-face with my master. Energon was coming out of his newly formed cuts across his faceplate.

"Shzarah, I'm surprised to see you. Especially after that little show you put on when the autobots realized who you were. What'd you say? Oh yes, 'Remember me 'con?' That wasn't a very nice way to greet me." He said. His crimson optics weren't filled with anger, they were filled with relief.

"I'm sorry Master, I couldn't blow the secret." I said looking down.

"Do they know now?" he asked hopefully.

"Yes, they all do. They also know I'm your servant."

"How's Bumble Bee?"

"Bee's taking it a little hard."

"How hard?" he sounded worried.

"When I left he wouldn't talk to anybody."

"Scrap this is my fault. But was he happy as an autobot?"

"No doubt about it. He's the guardian and good friend of a human and he grew up to be a lot like you."

"That's not good." His face dropped.

"I meant in a good way. He cares for his friends. You should've seen the look on his face when-" I stopped. I didn't want him to know about the incident at the ocean. He glared at me; his eyes narrowing.

"When what?" he said.

"Never mind, there was an accident at the last battle but Bee wasn't injured."

"Shzarah tell me immediately." His voice became dangerous. I sighed.

"Jazz had grabbed onto Starscream's wing and when they were over the water Jazz fell."

"So Jazz died and that's when Bee was so upset."

"Not exactly, Jazz is alive."

"Then what happened?"

"I dove in after him. I swallowed a lot of water according to Ratchet. My flame almost went out."

"You nearly died, for an AUTOBOT?" he roared and I winced.

"He's my friend, I couldn't watch him die." His glare deepened then it relaxed into shock.

"You didn't." he said.

"I didn't what?" I said. Scrap I'm in trouble.

"You love that autobot don't you?" he said. His optics went back into a glare.

"What? I-I don't know what you're talking about." I stuttered.

"Don't lie to me, Shzarah. Did you fall in love with this Jazz?" he said.

"Yes…" I whispered with a small voice.

"I can't hear you!" he said, danger filled his voice.

"Yes, I did fall for Jazz." I said louder this time. His glare deepened for a moment but he didn't say anything. Then, as if he had a change of spark, he softened.

"If I seem cruel, I'm sorry. This kind of behavior is pounded into decepticons, that's why I sent Bee away. Warn that 'bot that he better not hurt you." That was unexpected of him to say. I stood there in amazement. He continued, "Because if he did, he'll have to answer to me." Now I understand. He's trying to protect me as well.

"I'll be sure to pass along the message." I said with a quick giggle.

"You need to leave soon, but give Bee this. Tell him that if he ever needs to talk to me to use this." He handed me a small device. I smiled.

"I will, but didn't you know that he can't properly? He can only speak Cybertronian or use a human radio."

"So I've heard. That's alright I still know Cybertronian." He smiled.

"Be warned, it may be a while until he feels ready. I only told them last night." He nodded.

"Of course, Primus knows how long it took for me to make the final decision on sending him away." He bid me farewell but before I left he stopped me. "You no longer are required to be my servant. You're free now." I sighed and turned.

"Soundwave, I hadn't seen you in eons. If I wanted to leave your service, wouldn't I have already?" he stared at me in surprise. "I'll continue to watch over Bee." Then I flew away.


Shzarah is free, but she's still loyal to Soundwave. He turns out to be different than what everyone thinks. I've been sick in bed all day so I have a lot of time on my hands to write.