Disclaimers – I do not own the Transformers I only own Kelly

Summary – Memories hit Optimus as he tries to reach his human mate while trying to realize and understand just who he truly is.

Single chapter story - Oscar'sFAIRmaiden's honey bunny wrote this

Home at last

Optimus Prime's POV

Memories keep swirling within my processors I have to make it back to my human mate, she is counting on me. She saved my life, she was my whole world.

Will she still love me?
Will she still want me when she learns I am only a machine?
Will she throw me away, will she think me dysfunctional because I am not really human?

I….I saw him he was my Sire figure I can never forget him, and my mate she has a weapon based on the lines of the guardians and protectors.

So, not only was she, my mate, she was my protector.

Which means she would know about me, wouldn't she?

I watched her, I felt her in my holoform's arms as tears ran down my face. She held me as her arms ran down my back.

She kissed my cheek.
"It's okay, I love you," she whispered.

"B….But will you still love me knowing I am a killer?" I asked as tears ran down my face.

She ran her hands over my face. And, then she kissed me with such force, and when my eyes opened we both had tears in our eyes.

"You are not a killer, you were a leader and the last Prime you were told to survive and you had to live. Never, I mean NEVER ever call yourself a killer, do you understand me?" she said with such force.

Silence hit the room.

"Do you know who you are?" she asked me as tears hit me.

"Yes," I whispered.

She watched me then.

"I…..I'm Optimus Prime," I whispered as she made me look at her.

"You're my husband who I love, I would kill to protect you, do you understand what I am saying?" she asked me.

I nodded.

"You love me regardless that I am not human as you once believed?" I asked.

"You are still my husband, you are still the one I married the one who I will stay with through good and bad," Kelly responded.
I smiled sadly at her. She was my rock. She was my hero now.

"Might be a good idea to get Ratch here, you may need his help with your joints transforming," she replied.

"You won't leave me, correct?" I asked still scared.

Her nephew left our quarters by then.

"Let me show you," she said with almost like a purr like a feline.

I was home….