The halls of the base were quiet, as Serenity silently made her way down them. She wasn't really lost, just not sure where she was. She kind of thought this area of the base was for the rooms for the bots, but after she had passed an overly large office she realized it was both. Smirking, she decided she wanted to speak with a certain individual. Grasping her iPod she input a name and off she went to find the certain bot.

She was still walking down the hall ten minutes later. "Primus, will the walking ever end?" She exclaimed to herself. Her legs were starting to hurt, specially her left knee, but she would hold out as much as she could, she needed too. She didn't want to be caught by the unruly mechs that were chasing Jazz, and herself earlier that day.

Still following the little dot on her iPod, Serenity turned a corner and froze.

"Did you find her?"

"Do I look like I found her, she ran off with Jazz."

"True."

"Look if she's with Jazz, we may never find the femmeling."

"We have to find her, she knows our secrets, she's a pit spawn from Unicron."

A gasp fluttered out from Serenity's mouth as she heard those hurtful words, and unfortunately they heard it too.

"There she is! Grab her."

"FRAG!" Serenity cried as she took off, but instead of turning around to go back the way she came, she dashed between their peds and took off running. She had to follow the red dot, and get to the safety of the mech she was looking for.

"Don't just stand there, grab her, she just a small human."

Nearly slipping and falling as she took a left turn too fast, she got her feet under control and took off again. It was hard enough to get away from bots the size of building, but she was somehow accomplishing it. Grabbing the small device she type in 'short cut' to said mech and prayed that it would work. A ping sounded from the small iPod and she couldn't help but grin. Taking a right up ahead she was able to pass underneath the bots noses.

"Where'd she go?"

"Don't care, just find her."

Giggling softly she continued to run; she had a bot to get too.

Another ten minutes and she was where she wanted to be.

The door was huge as she looked at it. She never seen a door this big throughout the base and it brought goose bumps to her arms. She wondered how such a large being could have such a gentle spark.

Raising her hand she knocked on the door, put it soon turned into a pounding for she could hear the voices of the mechs getting closer.

"Please answer, please." She groaned out as she heard them coming closer. She was scared and just wanted to be with someone safe and the mech in this room was.

"Optimus, please open the door!"

Optimus was working hard on the many data-pads he had on his desk, while sitting in the comfort of his luxury office. He would have put up his feet on the desk, if he could, but knowing Prowl, he would barge in and scare him sparkless, thus him falling to the floor. He did not what to go through that embarrassing ordeal again.

Chuckling softly at the reaction Prow gave him was the only highlight of it, which he would forever keep in his databank. Letting the memories pass him he took up another data-pad and looked through the contents. Sighing he got to work on them. He hated doing paperwork, but it came with the job.

Reaching for his stylus so he could sign the document, he heard a very soft knock. Audio receptors perking up, he listens for the sound again. It was odd to hear it, since he was so used to people comm-ing him or giving him a call on his inner cellphone.

A soft 'knock sound again, but then it turned into a pounding sound. Curious and worry on why someone was pounding on his door, he stood up and made his way to the door. He was just about to open it when he heard the panic voice of a certain femmeling. Optic ridges raising he ping the door open and there close to the floor was the femmeling, Serenity. "Little one?"

"No time to talk," Her voice was quick as she stumbled in and hid behind his foot. "Hurry, shut the door."

Optimus was confused, but complied with her wish. The door shut before him as he looked down and watched the frighten youngling with soft blue optics. He was about to ask her, what was wrong when he heard the voice of his men pass by.

"How could you have lost her? She's just a flesh-ling?" The mech growled out.

"Don't look at me, you just as much as fault as I am."

"Whatever, let's just go look for her."

Optimus did not like the tone coming from his men and wanted to confront the mech, but was pulled back by ting fingers gripping his inner wires. Optics focusing on Serenity he saw the look of fear cross through those pale green orbs of hers. She looked so small, from where she was standing next to him.

"I'm sorry about all this, Optimus. It's my fault for riling up your mechs like this…I spoke my mind when I shouldn't have."

"Nonsense."

"But it's true!"

"That may be, but you have no control over it. You power is a gift, and instead of us acting angry about it, we should treasure it."

"Then you knew, all this time?"

"Yes." Optimus had known for a while now.

"I knew it… You're Optimus Prime, so of course you were bound to know."

Chuckling softly, Optimus watched as the fear disappeared and a pout reappeared on her face. He would have to say, that watching a human's face was like watching a movie; you never know what was going to appear on the face next.

Serenity had let go of Optimus's foot and was now just standing there. She was looking at the door and to Optimus back and forth, she was wondering if she could stay a little longer. She wanted to wait out the storm that was brewing in the base.

"You're more than welcome to stay little one. I wouldn't mind the company."

"Really!? You're the best, Optimus!" She was smiling brightly as she watched him chuckle. After all she had wanted to visit him in the first place.

Chuckling at her changing of moods again, he reached down and let his hand out, "The view would be better if you're up a little higher."

Taking his offer, she reached out and sat in the palm of his hand. Grasping his finger softly she was pulled up to about waist height and then higher. She soon found herself up on the large cybertronian size desk.

"I hope this will satisfy you for now."

"It'll work, thanks Optimus!" Serenity then hopped off. Walking a ways from the edges she sat down by a stack of large notebooks, which were data-pads, and pulled her own sketch book from her bag. She also took out assortment of pencils and gathered them next to her.

Watching the femmeling get comfy, Optimus sat down and watched her a little more before he pulled his data-pad and stylus into his hand. He would look up and take a glance at her every few minutes as he immerse himself, back into his work.

She didn't know how long she was there, but she didn't care. Serenity had started a new sketch and the way Optimus was sitting and looking intently at his work he was almost looking real on the page, she would have to say it was one of her best work. Switching from different pencils in the bag beside her she went for a softer tone to get the scratches that littered his frame. She was just so enthralled with her work, that she didn't even know that she was being watched by a curious mech, who was sitting in front of her.

Glancing up she didn't see the blue optics that were watching her, for she was staring at the scratches that covered Optimus's frame. She couldn't read his spark; it was hiding behind something, something powerful. It had to be the Matrix of Leadership.

"What does it do?"

"Hmm?" Optimus had been reading over a document on the whereabouts of Barricade, when Serenity asked him an odd question.

"The Matrix of Leadership, what does it exactly do? I mean, Primus told me, that it lets you talk to the other Primes and himself, but does it really do all that?"

Optimus was slightly taken aback from the question but after settling himself, he looked at her with wonder. "Yes, but I believe you already knew that."

"I can't help it, if Primus likes to talk. I like listening to his stories and wisdom."

Optimus chuckled as he saw her talk with pride on Primus's teachings.

"You know, the Star Harvester, would have never worked. I don't know what The Fallen was thinking when he went through with gathering energon from our sun…"

"Why do you say that, little one?"

Pouting at the name she couldn't help but growl at it. "It would have blown up in his face, just like Wheeljack's inventions. The Matrix of Leadership is not to be taken lightly. It gives life and it also takes life, but you already know this. You were there, when my Sam risked his own life to give you back your life. You were given a second chance to fight the evil that plague this planet once more."

"The Matrix of Leadership was never meant to carry out the task of The Fallen, it was meant to be brought back into the hands of a Prime. My brother, Sam, did this not just for you, but to all cybertronians and humans alike." Serenity had stopped her sketching as she looked up at Optimus with a face full of determination.

"Are freedom is what is important, Sam could not allow the Fallen or Megatron to take over our world. So he ventured out and went searching for a way to bring you back. When he came upon that fragment of importance to you, he carried on even though it turned to dust. His heart was full of love and determination, his only goal was to bring you back, back from the depths of the Well of All Sparks…"

"How do you know about that?" The Well of All Sparks was a delicate and religious artifact of his people, so how did she know of it.

"Primus likes to mutter a lot, so I listen in when I can…"

Chuckling softly, Optimus leaned in and stared at the femmeling. "I'm afraid that you are wrong on that fact…"

Startle, Serenity looked at Optimus and sighed. "You weren't there, were you?"

"No. My spark never made it to the Well of All Sparks, instead I was drifting. I knew that my time was not over, I had much to do and Sam was the one that was willing to carry out what I could not."

Serenity looked down at her sketch of the lax Optimus Prime sitting at his desk with a soft expression. "So you were there, when everything happen. You saw everything… just like I did." The last part was mumbled as she looked from her drawing to Optimus.

"You can change destiny, but you can't change fate. It was your brother's destiny to find the Matrix of Leadership and then return to my side, once more. He's a true hero in my optics. He accomplished the task that was not meant for me."

"That's Sam for yea, when he puts his mind to something, it's bound to happen. Though sometimes he needs to think through some of this stuff, I don't think dying was part of the plan." Serenity had gone back to sketching Prime in his glory when she looked up. "Do think if the war had never started, Sam or I would not have been brought into this world that you live.?"

Looking down at the youngling he wouldn't put it pass him, but these thoughts did cross his processor a few times. "No. Your fates would have crossed paths with us some time or another. You can never get out of fate, in the years of me being a Prime; I have come to understand that nothing in this world is a coincident your either there or not. But Sam and you are a different matter. You somehow found your way into our world, and I know that even if the war did not happen, we would have found you either way."

Serenity let the words sink in as she took the pencil and began to draw in the details of the mostly unemotional bot's face. Smudging her finger into the dark lead, she smoothed it around and made the face even more realistic. "Do you miss home?"

Optimus paused and set down the data-pad that he was holding. "Every day. The loss of one's home, never truly leaves you."

Serenity could relate to the words that were spoken. Her home back in Nevada was one that she never forget, but the hardships that she went through and love that she was never given pulled her away and she ran. Ran to a place where she could be helpful. She could feel the tears about to fall but she pushed them back as she looked down at her sketch. "Do you think this war, will ever stop?"

"Perhaps one day, it will."

"But aren't you tired of fighting?"

"Yes…" looking down at the femmeling on his desk he wondered what had brought this up.

"I still don't understand why you have to fight your brother. Cybertron is dyeing; your people are lost to the far reaches of space. Why do you fight, when there is so much to live for? Haven't you lost enough?"

"In any war, there will always be loss, but it's the will of those who fight, who keep the dead alive." Optimus sighed as he crossed his arms and looked down at the small femmeling. She was such a pure child that had much to live for, the worries that she had for their war, wasn't for her to worry about.

"I'm sorry; I know it's a touchy subject."

"Your young and curious, you have the right to ask what your heart, wishes to know. Younglings have a way of seeing things, us older bots cannot." Optimus saw her looking away in sadness. Sighing he placed his hand around her small frame gently as to comfort her. "There is no harm on wanting answers, little one."

She welcomed his hand around her; it was a gesture that she would always cherish. "Thanks Optimus." Serenity rubbed his hand in thanks as she took up her sketchbook and continued to draw.

Optimus saw her relax and felt it safe for him to take his hand back, doing so he gathered the data file on Barricade and started reading again. The mech was still missing and his men were still on the look out of the runaway mech.

Sometime later Serenity looked up from her drawing and saw that Optimus was still in the same spot. Smirking, she put her drawing down and stood up. Stretching her limbs she let them pop and sighed with content. She must have gotten Optimus's attention, for he was looking at her with a raised optic ridge.

"Ratchet would not like you doing that, little one. You'll hurt yourself."

"I've been doing this since I was a kid. I think I'll live for a few more years."

Shaking his head, at the younglings thinking, he chuckled and grabbed another data-pad. He was watching the femmeling as she walked around his desk, as she worked out a few kinks. His blue optics watched her as she seemed to pace a bit.

Stretching a few more limbs, Serenity cracked her back and gave a sigh of relief. She now felt more relax and better. She had been sitting in that position for a while and was glad for the small walk. Now that she had given her sore muscles a stretch she felt like scoping out the room.

She first notices that it was mostly empty, except for the desk she was on and the lone bookshelf in the corner. Eyes lighting up she skedaddle over to the other side of the desk and look to see if there was anything of interest placed there. Serenity's eyesight wasn't the best, but she could see a picture that looked like a femme and she knew who it was. Smirking she went back to her sketchbook and flipped to another page. She lost herself in her drawing once more as images of the femme and Optimus took over her mind.

"Do you think Elita and the other femmes will make their way here, someday?"

"Wha…!?" Optimus sputter, as he caught himself from falling out of his chair. How the frag, did she know, about his Elita? How? Looking at the femmeling, he saw that she was laughing at him.

Serenity was indeed laughing at the expression that was on Optimus faceplate. It was one that she would never forget in the space of time that she would be there.

"Who told you about my Elita, if it was Primus, I'm gonna…"

"It's wasn't Primus, I just remember seeing the femme before in my dreams…" Serenity's voice wandered off to a mumbled as she looked down at the sketch. It was in the beginning stages and only had a rough outline of Optimus and Elita-1.

Optimus calmed himself, as he looked at the photo he had of his femme and then back to Serenity. The child was a mystery to him and the things she said made him curious. "Do your dreams tell you a lot about us?"

"When Primus allows it." Serenity said as she erased a part of the shoulder that wasn't looking right, before continuing on. "Though, I've been having flashbacks, when you first came here. I feel like I'm part of the adventure that Sam took." Pausing she took a glance up at Prime to see his reaction to what she was about to say. "I was there when the Allspark was pushed into Megatron's spark. I was there when Megatron was revived. I was there when Megatron pierced your spark. I was there when Sam died and met the thirteen Primes. I was there when he brought you back from the dead. I saw it all. I was seeing the actions of everything that happened, it's like I was seeing it through the optics of a mech. But I know that they're all flashbacks of what happen and not what is to happen."

Optimus had a humble expression as he rubbed his chin with his hand. "Perhaps you were meant to see what had conspired." He had never known someone in his people who could do that, but he also knew that his people could not dream.

"That's what I thought until Primus told me something else. He told me that the Allspark chose me and she was the one showing me all that has happen. Now that I think about it. It makes me wonder if it was the shard that was showing me what had happen. She wanted me to know what she had done while being on this planet."

Turning from him for a second she looked at her drawing and then to Optimus once more. "You haven't forgotten the promise you made me, have you?"

"No, nor will I ever. I know that I will follow you into the far reaches of space to carry out this task. I will guide you to where you need to be, little one, but until that time comes, cherish what you hold dear."

"Thanks Optimus, I will." She gave him a broad smile before looking back down at her sketchbook. Flipping to the page she was working on before she finished off some finishing touches before signing her name.

Optimus was wondering what she was doing, but let his thoughts leave him for he still had much work to do. Gathering a few data-pads in his hands he began reading again.

Carefully tearing out the sketch, Serenity laid it on one of the many data-pads. When Optimus wasn't looking she turned around and went back to drawing Elita-1 and Optimus. The drawing would be her gift to him, for all that he told her today. She was just about to start drawing again when a certain yellow mech came bounding in the room.

"There you are, you little slagger." Ratchet exclaimed as he saw the femmeling. "Don't think you're getting out of the trouble you caused."

"Ratchet, you know I would prefer it, if you would knock or give me a ping to say you wish to enter." Optimus scolded. The medic had burst into his office with no warning and had scared him and Serenity. It was one of the things he hated his men doing to him, especially when he was working. Just because they have access master-code, doesn't mean that they can barge on in, when they want too.

"Oh shush." Ratchet retaliated.

An optic ridge rosed, as Optimus stared at Ratchet. "Did you really just shush me?"

"And what if I did?"

The office went silent for a few seconds before laughter bursted out of Serenity's mouth.

"Oh this is rich."

"You're also in trouble sparklet."

"Jazz is so dead…" Serenity growled out.

Ratchet chuckled, "Ah, it wasn't Jazz that told me, but Prowl."

Serenity jaw went slack as she looked at Ratchet, groaning she tumbled back and laid on the table looking up at the tall ceiling. "I'm so dead."

"Am I missing something?" Optimus's voiced with concern and confusion.

"Perhaps." Ratchet chuckled before he briefed his Prime into the ordeal. "Serenity here, has accomplished what no human has accomplished before on our dear SIC…"

"And that is what, exactly?" Optimus pushed.

Serenity just groaned as she tried to cover herself, up from the world.

"Serenity has fried Prowls logic circuits." Ratchet smirked.

"He's okay, right?" Serenity asked with a whisper.

Optimus stared wide optic for a brief second before he dropped his head in his hands and went silent.

"Yes, a little confused but okay. Optimus?" Ratchet asked as he saw his leader still hunched over. Medic skills kicking in he walked around to his leader's right side to see if anything was wrong, but he got a surprise of his own.

First it was his shoulders that were shuddering and then the small burst of chuckles. But Optimus couldn't take it anymore and burst out laughing. Head lifting and launching back, he bark his uncontrolled laughter out.

"Ah man, I think I broke him Ratch'." Serenity groaned as she tried to hide herself behind her sketchbook, but was losing that fight, since she was starting to pick up the contagious laughter.

Ratchet wasn't sure what to think, but he was frowning at how Optimus was taking this news. Though earlier he did have a laugh himself, for he didn't think the humans had it in them to do this to their Prowl. "Optimus…"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry…no wait, I take that back, this, my friend was the best medicine I needed all day."

"I see that Prowls misfortune has helped you, but this is a dire situation, sir. What if this happens again?"

"It won't I promise… Though, he had it comin' to him." Serenity said since it was mostly if not all her fault.

Optimus just bursted out laughing again, for he had an idea on what prowl had gotten himself in.

Ratchet glared not only to Serenity but Optimus also as he flew up his hands. "Slaggin' younglings." He groused before he headed for the door. Turning around swiftly he pointed to the two youngsters with a growl before pinging the door open and stepped out.

When the door shut behind him, both Optimus and Serenity looked at it and then too each other before bursting out with laughter again. Ratchet was a hoot when he was upset.

:: What's your ETA? ::

Ravage was surprised to hear the voice of a mech he hadn't heard from in a long time over his comm link. :: About three months. Why? ::

:: Soundwave is getting… antsy. ::

:: …really? You have pictures, right? Cause I want to see. :: Ravage cackled through the comm. Never in his lifetime would he ever hear that word about his creator.

All Ravage got over the comm was a growl in return.

:: Do not worry yourself, Barricade; I'll be in the states soon. I'm sure Frenzy and yourself, can handle a few more months. :: Ravage practically purred through the comm.

:: You better not be taking the long way around! :: Barricade nearly roared it couldn't possibly take him that long to get to Nevada.

:: And if I am? ::

Still growling Barricade replied. :: I don't think I can handle Frenzy that long. :: He might have groaned a bit from the thought of watching his little partner for that much longer.

:: Is Frenzy acting up with that virus runnin' through him, again? ::

:: Unfortunately, though hopefully with you and Soundwave near, he'll improve. ::

:: Perhaps…Speaking of Soundwave, any word on when he's hitting the atmosphere? :: Ravage asked as he was still forging through the snow covered land and avoiding the eyes of humans

:: Negative. Last I heard he was still finding information on that femmeling, for Megatron. ::

:: I see. So it will be a while for him and the rest of the bird brains to make it where you are. ::

::Affirmative. :: Barricade wondered about the human everyone was talking about, but right now he had other duties to perform. :: Looks like the Witwicky's are on the move again, I must go, Barricade, over and out. ::

:: Until next time. :: Ravage replied.

On the out skirts of the town, Barricade saw a little green Austin Healey BJ8 with two passengers drive by. Staying a good distance away he followed. It was his job ever since Mission City, but not from Megatron's orders, but his own. He had found some information of the Witwicky's that had peeked interest. Odd but informative information, that had belong to their eldest child, Serenity Rose Witwicky.

TBC

I still do not own Transformers…

Well hello my little kittens. To say the least, we get more into what is to come and another twist that I'm sure you guys might not have seen. This chapter was a little over 4,450 words. Hope you enjoy, now onto reviews.

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