(In an other dimension)
Optimus Prime was walking in the hall of Diego Garcia. Making sure he did not step on any humans on his way to the rec room. When he stepped through the door, he smiled at what he saw. Humans and Autobots were gather around a big tree and were currently putting the last decoration on it. The only thing missing was the star on the top.
"Optimus! Optimus!"call an excited voice. The Prime look at his feet and saw the 6 years old girl of Will and Sarah Lennox holding a big star in her arms.
"Well hello little Annabelle" he said.
"Can you help me put the star on top of the tree?"she ask.
"Of course" he respond before picking the little child in his hand. Optimus walk to the tree and brought his hand high enough for her to place the star. Everyone in the room cheered and Optimus put the child back down. She went running and laughing to her parents after thanking the Autobots Leader for his help. He smile sadly at the child with lounging in his spark. He always wish to have his own sparkling. His own child to take care of and love. Bumblebee didn't really count, he was already a young mech when the Autobots find him and Ironhide took the role of the creator. After the death of Elita-one in the war, Optimus had lost the hope to ever have a family of his own.
Later that night, when everyone was sleeping soundly. In Optimus private quarter, a wise presence was watching the Autobots Leader sleep.
"You have been alone for far to long young Prime. It is time for you to find happiness... "said a voice before the presence disappear. Not long after, Optimus opened his optics and look around his room.
"Weird, I had the feeling that someone was watching me" he though before returning to his recharge.
The next morning, he was awoke by his com-link.
::Optimus here:: he answer.
::Hey Prime! Sorry if I woke you up, but Galloway just arrived unannounced and want to speak to you. I told him you were not awake yet, but he kept insisting:: said Ironhide. Optimus groan in annoyance. He was a very patience mech, but that human have a way to get on his systems.
:: Okay, I'm on my way::he said before closing his com-link and exiting his quarter to meet with the human liaison.
(? P.O.V)
When I opened my eyes, I was laying on my back in a huge room. Looking around, I saw that it looked like a bedroom, but everything was so big and so high that I was feeling like a baby again. "Where I'm I and how did I get here?" I asked myself. Then I remembered, I was stabbed and slowly dieing when that voice appeared and said I was going to wake up in a new life. I try to get up, but couldn't and that's when I saw that I wasn't human anymore. I was made of metals, cables and circuits. I was so shocked that I didn't hear the door of the room open or see the mech looking at me with wide optics. Then I started crying. I was a monster now, people will hate me more than before.
(normal P.O.V)
Optimus couldn't believe what he was seeing. He just came back from meeting the annoying liaison and intended to go back to his recharge. He wasn't expecting to find something that no Autobots or Decepticons have seen since the beginning of the war. He just stared at the sparkling laying on his berth room floor. He snapped out of his shock wen the sparkling started to cry. Optimus went to it and gently picked it up but it kept crying it's spark out in distress. He was even more shock to find out that it was a femme, but she didn't seem to know that she wasn't on the floor anymore. The mech gently brought her to his chest plate and sit on his berth.
"Shhhhhhh,little one. I'm not going to hurt you" he said gently. She abruptly stopped crying before flashing her blue optics open in surprise. The sparkling femme froze and just stare with abnormally wide optics. The Prime saw the shock and distress in the child wet optics.
(sparkling P.O.V)
I just stared, frozen in place at the robot looking at me. "I am dreaming, I know it's a dream, it have to be, because no one has ever looked at me with kindness and especially not Optimus Prime for the simple reason that he is not real. He's a fictional character. It's a dream. A dream of my greatest desire. My last dream before I died." I said mentally. I didn't want it to end. If only it was real, that he was really there holding and looking at me that way, as a real living being. I want it so much that I could imagine and feel the warmth coming from his chest and arms holding me close to him. For the first time in my horrible life even if it was in a dream, I wasn't feeling like a worthless piece of trash.
(Optimus P.O.V)
I watch the sparkling in my arm looking at me like I would disappear the moment she would blink. It was a bit troubling. We stood there looking at each other in silence until she started to fall asleep. At that moment, she finally moved and clung to my chest plate armor like there was no tomorrow. Now I was worried. Why was she so afraid to go to recharge?
(sparkling P.O.V)
I didn't want this dream to end for fear that he would disappear. So I held on his armor and fought the sleepiness, because I knew that once I fell asleep, I wouldn't wake up again. Then, the presence of before was there again.
"It's alright sweet child. You can sleep. Everything is going to be fine" I heard the voice softly say in my head. I don't know why, but I have the feeling that I could trust this mysterious voice named Primus. So I let sleep claim my abused and exhausted mind.
(normal P.O.V)
Optimus watch the sparkling finally fall asleep. He was unsure of what to think of the situation. His spark and mind was telling him two different things. He wants to keep the young child. He knew it was selfish and that a Prime should not have that kind of though, but his spark was almost begging to keep her. His logic was telling him to find her creators and give her back. For now, he will let her recharge. It was still to early in the morning to go to the med bay. A grumpy Ratchet wasn't something you want to face at 5 am. Optimus laid down on his berth with the sparkling on his chest to be more comfortable. He put a protective hand on top of her before falling to recharge himself.