Optimus sat in the Decepticon med-bay; not wanting to leave Bumblebees side, whilst Prowl accompanied Megatron to the command centre to contact the Autobots. He sat in one of the chairs, staring at the door leading to the operating theatre; that Hook had taken the young mech through. He dropped is faceplates into his servos as he felt tears forming in his optics. He blamed himself for what had happened, he should have known Sentinel would try something; but to attack Bumblebee and sparkling nap his nephew. A small sob left his mouth as he mentally apologised for failing not only Bumblebee or Firefall, but his brother as well… He promised his brother that Firefall would be safe.

"Sir" Prowl said from beside the blue and red Prime, causing him to look up at the mech. "Megatron has offered us some spare quarters, if we wish to rest" he said, not missing the tears that Optimus had tried to hide.

"I will thank Megatron for the offer. But I can't recharge right now" the Prime spoke, his optics again landing on the door to the theatre. "I can't leave him" the Prime said.

"You need to rest sir" the black and white mech said, as he sat next to the large mech. "You must keep up your strength" he finished, though knowing in his spark nothing would convince the Prime to leave.

"Thank you for your concern Prowl. But I will remain here" the large blue and red mech said, as he watched the doors carefully, wishing there was more he could do.

Suddenly a voice sounded beside the two Autobots "Sirs", both Autobots jumped ever so slightly, having not expecting another bot to be there. "I apologise for interrupting, but Megatron asked me to deliver these to you" the tall blue and white mech said as he held out two energon cubes.

"Thank you" the Prime said, as he took one of the offered cubes. "We appreciate the gesture" he continued. He watched the mech bow respectfully before turning to leave the two in peace. "It's my fault Prowl" he said suddenly, shocking his 2IC.

"Sentinel is at fault here sir, not you" the black and white mech stated, leaving no room to argue. "You strived towards peace, where he wanted to continue the war, by stealing a youngling" the mech said, a shudder ran through his body as he imagined what the disgrace Prime was doing to the youngling. "He is a monster" he whispered lowly.

Optimus looked down at the mech, having never heard Prowl speak like that before; but he couldn't blame the mech, he himself though what Sentinel did was atrocious. "Did you contact the base?" he asked, trying to change the subject.

"Yes sir" the mech answered, as he retrieved a datapad from his subspace to hand to the larger mech. "A list of mechs willing to aid in our search for Firefall" the mech finished.

Optimus looked over the list, taking note of the names. He was not surprised by many of the names on the list, most of them had also wanted peace for some time; and probably wanted to have a servo at taking Sentinel down for what he did to Bumblebee. He nodded as he handed the datapad back, having taken a mental note of all the Autobots who were journeying to the Decepticon base. "When will they arrive?" he asked the smaller mech.

"They will be leaving within the hour, so ETA should be about an hour and a half sir" the black and white mech said.

Suddenly the theatre doors flew open revealing the Decepticon medic wheeling out the Autobot scout. Optimus jumped to his pedes hurrying over to the medic. "How is he?" he asked, voice and frame full of concern.

Hook sighed as he stopped the berth in the spare space, allowing the small mech to recover. "He will live" he started, as he turned towards his office, Optimus in tow. "It was touch and go for awhile, the knife nicked his spark chamber; but thankfully didn't touch his spark. He lost a lot of energon but I put him on an IV line… I believe with plenty of rest, your scout will make a full recovery" he said, watching as the Primes shoulders sagged in relief.

"Thank you Hook" the mech started "So very much" he said, gaining a nod from the medic, before turning to walk towards the small yellow mech; taking a seat right beside his berth.

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Megatron stood in the command centre next to the chair, where his mate currently sat. She still had tears slowly streaming down her faceplates, her processor thinking about where their son could be. "Firewing" the mech started his voice soft and compassionate. "You should go and get some rest" he said, though he knew she would probably decline.

"No" she said abruptly. "I want to stay in case anything happens" she said, turning to face him; her optics dim and devoid of all the usual emotions. "I want to stay so that when we find Firefall, I can beat the living slag out of Sentinel for even thinking of touching him" she growled, optics suddenly full of rage no-one was used to seeing in her.

"I understand my dear" the silver mech said, as he knelt in front of the femme. "I will not force you away, but I do wish you would rest" he said, a servo reaching out to cup her cheek softly.

Suddenly the monitors went off signalling an incoming transmission. "Incoming transmission from Autobots sir" a mech said.

"Bring it up on screen" Megatron answered, as he stood; turning as he did, to look at the screens. He watched the screen light up to reveal Jazz, the Autobot third in command. "Jazz, I assume you will be leaving shortly" he said, his servos clutched behind his back.

"Sure am. Will be leaving in 10 minutes" the mech answered, in his usual cheery way.

"Very well, I will have an escort to you near the Autobot border" the silver mech said, causing the Autobot to nod before the transmission cut out.

"Starscream" Firewing called, gaining the tri-coloured seekers attention. "Take the seekers out and escort the Autobots safely here" she said.

"Yes ma'am" the seeker answered as he turned to leave the command centre.

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