Subi: (pounces on Shockblast) MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA...

Shockblast: X-X OH GOD! SOMEONE GET HER OFF ME! (Subi glares at Sixshot and Terrorsaur, who quake in fear, but don't want to leave Shockblast behind)

Spiritprime: (runs past, still chasing Optimus) WOULD YOU JUST HOLD STILL FOR FIVE SECONDS AND EXPLAIN WHAT YOU MENT?.! (everyone stares after them)

Optimus Prime: You'd get out of here if you knew what was good for you! Subi's more insane than you realize!

Subi: WHAT WAS THAT, OPTIMUS?.! (snaps fingers and he turns into a green ball of flame)

Optimus: AHG! O-O; BY PRIMUS, ARE WE ALLOWED TO SAY ANYTHING, EVEN IF IT'S THE TRUTH?.!

Subi: ... Probably not. (grins an evil fox-ish grin) Depends on what you say is true... >D MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA...

Spiritprime: O.o;;;; Maybe I should get out of here while I still have the chance... >>;

Subi: Too late. (cackles and locks Spiritprime in a room) ... I could do this for hours...

Terrorsaur: (edges away from Subi) ... I think we have a bigger problem than we usually do with Shockbox...

Sixshot: (trying hard not to look scared) I think you're right...


8. Back to the City

Optimus shivered as he stumbled into the house from outside. Note to self: Never go from a raging inferno to a place where it's almost about to snow... He slowly made his way to the kitchen to get a glass of Energon-1. Uhg... He thought faintly as he finished the glass. Never did have much flavor... He set the glass down near the sink and shakily went into the living room.

"She'll wake up if I go back in our room..." Optimus mumbled, and with a sigh, went over to the couch. Stretching himself out on the couch so he was comfterable, he quickly fell asleep...


She woke up slowly, vaguely aware that something was missing. She stirred slightly, before activating her optics and looking over her shoulder.

"Damn..." Elita muttered, and pulled herself up. No Optimus... "Should've known..." She sighed, and getting out of bed, shivered with a sudden cold. Turning, she pulled two of the blankets off of the bed and wrapped them around her shoulders. She then started down the hallway to the living room. One of these times, I'm going to remember to change the code to the door so he can't leave... She told herself as she reached the living room, only to stop short.

There was Optimus, stretched out on the couch with his arms folded and pressed tightly against his chest, asleep. His chest and shoulders rose and fell with soft, deep breaths, and Elita realized he was colder than she was. She quietly slipped over to him, pulling one of her blankets off her shoulders as she went. Spreading it wide, she gently put it over him, and tucked the edges around his shoulders and his side that was pressed close to the back of the couch. Elita reached out slowly and softly ran the back of her fingers down the side of his face, and gently patted her hand on his arm, before turning and moving over to the door to check the log.

She wasn't suprised to see that it'd logged an leaving and entering code that hadn't been there when she went to bed earlier. What surprised her was that it only had fourty-five minutes in between the different codes. It would be pushing it, but he could make it to the spaceport and back in that amount of time... Or he could make it to the outskirts of the city and look at the stars for about ten minutes before coming back... Elita glanced over her shoulder at him with a frown. Neither accounted for why he'd been shivering so badly. Where did he go? She wondered inwardly, before turning and silently slipped down the hallway. Where ever he went, he got what he wanted to done, meaning he wasn't going to be going anywhere anytime soon...


When he woke, he became aware of something small curled up in his lap. Activating his optics, he looked over at it and found it was Alexis, and he slowly began to pick up on Shiori's voice talking to Elita in a nearby room.

"No one can keep him anywhere if he puts his mind to it, Elita. I wonder why you even try to keep him here sometimes..."

"I do too. I suppose everyone does. What suprises me is that he comes back, really... There's so much other stuff he could be doing, yet he still tries to devote some time to spend with me," Elita sighed, going through the room and into the kitchen. Shiori followed her into the living room and stopped on the other side of the counter.

"If he's looking for time to spend with you, then he cares and feels he doesn't have enough as it is," Shiori told her. Elita nodded gently and got out two glasses.

"Do you want anything?"

"No thanks, we were on our way to Hot Shot's place for lunch when we stopped by. Alexis is very persistant about seeing Hot Shot every few days..."

"It looks like she fell asleep over there," Elita couldn't help but giggle. Shiori glanced over her shoulder. Optimus locked optics with her, and sent her a soft, amused smile. He glanced down and gently woke the small seeker up. Alexis's dark blue optics lit, and she looked up at him. Seeing that Optimus was awake, she smiled at him.

"Shiori said you were going to Hot Shot's for lunch, not for a nap here," he teased quietly. Alexis giggled and slipped off his lap.

"Sorry, Uncle Optimus," She peered at him suddenly. "It'll be okay."

Puzzled, Optimus tilted his head. It'll be okay? What's wrong to begin with? He wondered. Alexis leaned over and kissed him on the cheek before dashing to the door and past Shiori.

"Hot Shot!" The small seeker chirped, bounding out the door. Shoiri waved a hurried goodbye to Elita and Optimus before running out after her daughter.

"Alexis, get back here!"

Optimus laid on the couch, his optics whirling through blue, gold, and white as he thought. Finding that he didn't understand what Alexis had ment at all, he finally said to no one in particular: "What will be okay?"

Elita looked over at him and saw his confused look. Setting her glass down she went over to him. "I don't know what you're thinking, or know much about what you have to do for Primus... But do you remember that time when we got each other-?" She began.

"Drunk. How could I ever forget?" He finished for her, grinning. Elita smiled at him.

"Then do you remember what I told you later that night?" She asked. He paused, searching his memories.

"Yes."

"It hasn't changed; I'm still here for you..." She told him, and kissed him. Optimus blinked in suprise before wrapping his arms around her, deepening the kiss.

"I know," He said when she pulled away, smiling at her. "Thanks, Elita..."


Subi: O.o;;;; I had to edit this one somewhat at the end... Oh well. >D There's a reason this fanfic is rated what it is.

Optimus Prime: (has managed to put out the flames that were on him) ... O.o;;; Please tell me you didn't just try to go there...

Subi: >D I did; You got lucky this time.

Optimus Prime: >. Slag... If anyone asks anything about that last statement, they'll be getting a good what-for.

Subi: o.O Does that include me?

Optimus Prime: Possibly... >>

Subi: Oh. in that case... >D (chases Terrorsaur)

Terrorsaur: (screams bloody murder and runs for his life) AAAAAHHHHHH!

Optimus Prime: V-V; I have no idea how we manage to survive here with her...

Sixshot: O-o;; Neither do I. She's worse than Shockbox...