Once again another chappie! Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I no own Transformers. I only own Katie and the plot.

Though I had gotten some sleep that night, my brain refused to stay shut down for long. It kept replaying Sunstreaker's actions. Did that mean that he liked me? Like, liked me, liked me. I sighed for the hundredth time that morning. I glanced at the clock. 4:37 glared at me in large red letters. I sighed again. Sleep had finally escaped me. I pushed myself up and rearranged my pillows to allow me to sit up. I leaned into them and sighed again. I really didn't know what to do. I mean he was nice. He could make me laugh and understood me better then anyone I had ever met before. He just got me, all of me, and didn't try to fix me or change me. I groaned. This was starting to get complicated!

Is something the matter? I jumped, at the voice. Remembering whose it was, I calmed down.

"Not really." I replied.

If there is nothing bothering you then why are you not recharging? He asked.

"I don't know. I guess I'm just still a little hung up on Sunstreaker's actions." I pulled my blanket covered knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them.

He is a good mech. He is not like what the others say about him. Metroplex said. I nodded.

"I know that. He is really sweet. He cares, but he doesn't over do it. He understands me, Metroplex. He's the first person I've found that does." I said quietly.

You are scared. He said.

"No. I just, I don't, I..." The more I thought about it the more it seemed true. "I am scared aren't I?" I asked the Titan, my voice barely above a whisper. He didn't respond right away.

Did you like it? The question startled me. Had I liked it? As I thought about it I felt my cheeks heat up. I hadn't known him long, that was for sure, but when we talked, it was as if we had known each other for eons. I didn't need to say more then necessary, because he understood exactly what I meant. He just got me and I just got him.

I thought back to the look he gave me before he leaned in to kiss my forehead. Just remembering the sly grin had my heart rate increasing. I liked that look. It was a good look for him. I had always wanted someone to do something like that, but I was me, the freak. The outsider. Nothing like that ever happened to me. Never. I wasn't the type of girl to get to be the leading lady in a romance novel. That just wasn't how it went. My heart was meant to be broken. Not healed. At least, that what I'd come to believe.

"Is it okay if I did?" I asked Metroplex quietly, my grip on my legs tightening.

Yes. It is. I smiled a little.

"It is bad that I want him to do it again?" Metroplex laughed in response. It was a deep, slow laugh that made my smile widen.

Not at all! He continued to laugh. I joined in. We laughed for a little while longer, before Metroplex recovered and asked me a question that had me sobering in an instant. Do you like him? I stayed quiet for a minute, thinking over my answer. I blinked in surprise as I came up with my answer.

I did. I liked him. A lot. When had that happened? I barely knew him. When had he started to steal my heart from me?

"I do." I said quietly. "I like him." Saying the words out loud made it all the more real. I liked Sunstreaker. I barely knew him, yet I liked him. A lot. "Metroplex? What do I do?" I said fear creeping into my voice. "I don't want to lose my friend. Would he hate me?" I felt the tears beginning to collect. I needed to calm down.

I have watched over these Autobots for a very long time. I know more about them then even they do at times. I keep many of their secrets, secrets that they don't even realize I know. I have seen the worst of these mechs and the best of them. I have watched them go through hard times and good times. I have seen them change leaders and watched them as they defended my walls. I know these mechs better then they think. He paused. I know in my spark, that he will love you. I know, that he has spent a long time searching for someone to understand him and has found that someone in you. He will not let you slip away so easily.

I sat quietly on my bed thinking over the large mechs words. I had no reason to doubt Metroplex. We may not have been talking to each other for long, but I could tell he was a guy of few words. For him to give me a small speech, he really must have wanted me to believe him.

"Really?" I asked, still not sure.

Yes. Really. Something tells me you have been searching for someone as well. It wasn't a question. It was a statement. A very true statement. Perhaps it is time the two of you stopped searching. Perhaps, this is your prize for looking for so long. Perhaps, it is time you both followed your sparks and not your helms. I laughed a little and smiled, turning my head up toward the ceiling.

"Thanks. Maybe you're right. Maybe it is time to stop looking." I leaned my head on my knees. "You think we could actually make it work? The two of us?"

I believe that Primus would not have put you here if he did not have a plan for you. Metroplex responded. I didn't feel like telling him that it wouldn't be Primus that had placed me here since I wasn't a Transformer. He had been to nice of me for me to wish to correct him over something trivial like terms.

"You think he wants me to be happy?" I said, deciding to just go with it.

I know it. Metroplex responded. Now, try to get some more recharge. Ratchet will not be pleased if you do not get enough rest to assist in your healing. I let out a chuckle.

"Yes sir." I said as I repositioned myself and my pillows and tried to fall back to sleep, amazed at how tired I was. "Good night Metroplex."

Goodnight Katie. He said as I slipped into the dark recesses of sleep.

Metroplex watched as the young femme drifted into her dreams. He mentally smiled as he watched over her. Had he any doubts of who she was before, they had been chased away. He knew only one Cityspeaker with those markings. It was her. Primus had told him that he would send her back and Metroplex had been waiting for so many millennia for her to reappear. He had not thought that Primus would have done it this way though, as an organic. Though, the more he thought about it the more it made sense. An organic would be kept as far away from the war as was possible. Something she did not need. She had already paid her dues, in full, already.

He had been surprised at her suicide attempt, but as he he thought about that as well he found that it wasn't as surprising as he had originally thought. She never truly had a reason to live before. She had always been told that her life was to be forfeit. That she would die long before her time should have run out. It saddened him to know that she still felt that way about herself, even if the femme before him was unaware of that fact.

As she slept, he kept his silent vigil. He watched her as she rolled in her slumber, a faint smile lingering on her lips. It was then Metroplex made a vow. Though not to Primus as he had originally done. No, he made a vow to the youngling that slept soundly in his Medbay.

I will do all I can to ensure that you get the life you deserve. I will keep you from what harm I can and see to your happiness. I make this vow to you, my Prime.