Author's Note: So, the last couple of chapters have been focused on Brendan, I know. But I wanted to build it up before I integrated him into Supergirl's storyline. The next chapter will definitely start that, and it might just possibly begin with Elseworlds.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers or Supergirl. They are owned by Hasbro, DC and The CW. The only thing I own are my OCs.

❛ they've promised that dreams can come true.

But forgot to mention that nightmares are dreams, too. . .❜

— Oscar Wilde

Location: DEO HQ, National City.

Brendan was currently laying in a bed within the medical wing, fast asleep after his relapse back at the Air Force base. Outside, Supergirl, Alex Danvers, J'onn Jones ( in human form ), and the four holoforms of Shatter, Dropkick, Blitzwing and Optimus Prime watched as he slept.

Shatter's holoform was an African American woman in her late 30s, her hair slicked back with crimson streaks in her hair.

Dropkick's holoform was a younger male in his late 20s, with spiked hair with blue tips. His face showed visible scarring, mostly as a reminder as to what happened in 1987 following his death at the hands of B-127, now known as Bumblebee.

Blitzwing's holoform was an older gentleman, early 40s. He wore an an Air Force jumpsuit with long hair that had streaks of both red and grey.

Finally, Optimus Prime's holoform was a much older gentleman, he had a mustache with slightly messy hair, which was slightly concealed under a cowboy hat that bore the Autobot insignia on it.

"The damage to the hanger was pretty bad, he managed to destroy most of the support beams on the upper level. It's amazing that the building didn't come down on top of him. Luckily, most of our weapons and gear managed to survive the destruction. We cannot say the same about the Nexus Suit. He must've been working on it beforehand because it ended being destroyed by one of the stray bolts, cut it right down the middle." Shatter explained, her head turning towards Optimus who pursed his lips together.

Shatter looked back towards Brendan's sleeping form, before looking back at Optimus.

"You know you're going to have to tell him, right? He deserves to know the truth. . ." She continued, with Optimus not saying a word but instead only listening.

That's when they noticed Brendan beginning to move, his eyes opening as he pushed himself up to notice that he was no longer in his bed. His reaction was that of sheer panic, throwing himself off the bed and preparing to make a run for the door but luckily, Shatter managed to get in front of the doorway with her hands on his shoulders.

"Easy now. You're okay. . ." She said to him, trying to calm him down. She could feel his tension just by touch alone. The muscles in his shoulders were wound up rather tight. Brendan's eyes were darting all around the room, noticing Alex, J'onn and Supergirl standing there staring at him.

"What happened?. . ." Was the first thing that came from his lips.

"You had an episode again, and activated your stingers in your sleep. Long story short, the hanger is completely totaled. . ." Shatter explained, feeling him tense up more.

"And what of the suit? The last I remember it was on the work bench. . ." He asked, feeling a bit worried. He should be, after all the suit was his own creation. He spent nearly two weeks building and perfecting its design.

"Unfortunately, the suit was also destroyed. One of your stray stinger shots sliced it in half, destroyed the power core." Brendan's eyes closed shut, followed by a soft sigh escaping his lips as he rested his head on her shoulder.

That was when Optimus stepped in, catching Brendan's attention as he noticed the Autobot insignia on his cowboy hat. He placed a hand on her shoulder, and she looked back at him with a nod, with her bringing Brendan over towards the bed and shutting the door behind them so they could talk.

"I'm almost tempted to lock him up in a cell. . ." Alex stated, still feeling uneasy about the techno-organic. After seeing his display of power, she had half a mind to luck him up and throw away the key.

"Unfortunately, we don't have that authority. It appears that Optimus Prime has some political ties, and a close friendship with the Secretary Of Defense. Cybertronian matters are to be handled by Optimus and his men, not the DEO." J'onn explained.

Supergirl, however was not letting them have this.

"I can't believe you would even consider locking him up! He doesn't need to be contained, he needs to be helped! And the fact you, my sister of all people, are so quick to give up on him—!"

"—Kara, you saw what he can do. What if he decides to use that power on US?" Alex was quick to counteract.

"He wouldn't! His father is the leader of the Autobots, and from what I learned back on Krypton, Optimus Prime is a wise, noble and caring leader. He believes that freedom is the right of all sentient beings. And from the short time I've known him, Brendan also shows those very same beliefs." Supergirl, or Kara as she was now referred to as, countered.

"Supergirl is right. Brendan does share the same beliefs and ideals as his father. And as someone who had literally changed sides because of him, it's assured that he'd NEVER be pushed that far." Dropkick added, as Alex was about to counter, but stopped.

She, of all people knew that it wasn't right to judge.

Back within the room, Brendan was only sitting there staring at the man who he was now told was his father. It was almost like this was a dream and that he'd wake up any moment back in the hanger, but no, this was real. This was happening and he couldn't wake up from it.

Optimus, was staring right back. The look in Brendan's eyes clearly showed that he had questions. He had expected this, after all everything that had happened to him only happened because of Optimus.

Finally, after a long silence, Brendan spoke up.

"Why did you abandon me?"

Shatter immediately looked at Brendan. "Brendan! That's not right to—"

"It's alright, Shatter. . ." Optimus stopped her, looking over at Brendan once more before continuing.

"I didn't abandon you, I assure you. What I did was to ensure your safety. After your mother died, I felt unfit at the time to raise you, due to my duties as Autobot Leader. And so, I had to send you someplace where you could properly and safely grow. It was not an easy choice to make, in fact, it was one of the most difficult and painful decisions I ever had to make as Prime." Optimus explained, with Brendan's fist beginning to clinch up a bit. The knuckles becoming white.

"And you never bothered to come find me once you felt it was 'safe' enough?" Brendan asked, the anger in his voice clearly evident.

"Once you vanished from the residence of your previous foster home, it had been nearly impossible to find you. I tried looking everywhere, but you managed to keep yourself hidden for so many years. Then once you appeared as Nexus, I knew then it had to be you. No human on this planet has ever seen the Autobot Elite Guard symbol before, and yet you used it as the symbol of your Nexus armor." Optimus continued on, Brendan's mind beginning to wander.

How DID he come up with that symbol? His mind back to the day he was making initial designs of the suit, and remembered how the symbol just appeared within his mind. He could never figure out where he had seen it before or how he could picture it so clearly. The more he thought about it, the more his anger subsided.

"Once I made my way to National City, I began to observe you as much as I could until I could make certain that you were my child. And every time I was close enough to you, I could feel your spark through the Matrix Of Leadership. Which is impossible. It appears that, during your conception, the Matrix's energy fragmented off and merged with you."

That was when Brendan spoke up.

"What is this Matrix Of Leadership?"

"The Matrix is an artifact that is passed down from leader to leader, it a portion of Primus's spark and is a conduit of his power. It grants infinite wisdom, as well as many other abilities that I have not yet discovered. We learned that after your birth, the energies of the Matrix bonded themselves with you. And overtime, the energies began to fuse with your own spark. This caused you to have a sort of telesthetic link with the Matrix, which is probably what kept causing you the nightmares you have been having." Optimus explained, allowing Brendan to process every bit of information.

"So, what I've been seeing—"

"Are actually my own memories during the war on Cybertron. I am so sorry you had to witness such terrible things. I never wanted you to see what become of our homeworld. . ." Optimus's head hung low for a moment, a sigh escaping his lips as Brendan got up from his spot.

This was a lot for him to take in, and he didn't prepare for his own father to come back into his life. He knew that he'd need time to adjust to this. That was when a hand found itself on his back, looking back to see Optimus.

"If you desire some time to process this, I completely understand." Optimus told him, a soft nod following afterwards.

"Thank you. I just...this is so much...I need time..." He responded, which Optimus nodded once more.

That was when another thought crossed his mind, and he immediately snapped towards Shatter.

"I just realized, where the hell are we going to live now?. . ." He asked her, in which Shatter seemed to give a soft smile.

"Supergirl, I mean Kara, has offered us a temporary place to live, at the farm her cousin, Clark lived on. He's staying there for a bit with his wife, Lois."

'Kara? So that's her name? Hm, cute name.' He thought it himself, a snort leaving his lips afterwards.

"I guess it'll have to do. We'll move what we can from the hanger over to their residence for now. In the meantime, I'm gonna have to build a replacement Nexus suit. . . " Brendan said, his mind trailing off. He just realized that was going to be harder than it looked, as most of the equipment he used to build the original suit were scarce and hard to obtain.

That is when Optimus held out his hand, in his palm was a small flash drive with the Autobot Elite Guard symbol on it.

"Ratchet had made this in advance, they are blueprints for a suit design. After the accident, I asked him to begin designing a replacement for your destroyed one. He wanted you to look at the design first before beginning construction." Optimus explained, as Brendan looked down at the drive before taking it gently from the Prime's hand.

He made his way over towards a nearby computer, which had been sitting in the corner as he plugged the drive in and began typing. Soon afterwards, images began popping up with the title 'MK III' in big bold letters.

His eyes widened, looking over the designs. He found himself astounded. Not only was this suit definitely more advanced, but it would utilize nanotechnology for activation. This would greatly benefit him in future events when quick transformation was required.

As he looked over the data, a grin began appearing on his lips. Shatter saw this, and began smiling herself.

"He's definitely got his mother's smile. . ." She said softly to Prime, who nodded with a soft smile of his own.

"Indeed, he does. . ."