So this takes place in "One of our Mini-cons is missing!".

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. Only Hasbro. I only own my characters.

Drift watched in horror as Jetstorm struggled to free himself. The tank was about to explode. Slipstream too was frozen in his spot. Drift broke his trance and rushed forward. Jetstorm looked up to find his master running to him.

"Master Drift, don't come any closer," Jetstorm pleaded. Drift stopped running and looked at his pupil in confusion.

"Jetstorm, what are you saying? If I don't rescue you, then you'll die," Drift protested, desperate to get his pupil out of there alive.

"That's why you need to stay away. If you come any closer, you'll die too," said Jetstorm, voice quivering in fear.

The mini-con looked back at his foot. He pulled again but no avail. Jetstorm looked at Drift, then Slipstream and back to Drift. Drift looked at Jetstorm's face. It was filled with far, sorrow, and love. Jetstorm managed a sad smile.

The tank exploded. Drift flew backwards with the force of the blast and shockwave. Drift shook his head and looked at the burning remains of the tank. Not that far away from the tank was Jetstorm. Drift managed to get up and crawl to his student.

Jetstorm's frame was blackened with ash and burned. Drift gently touched the soot-covered faceplate, wiping it away. A faint glow caught his attention. The samurai looked at Jetstorm's chest and saw a large gash and a piece of metal piercing the metal. The faint glow of his spark shined through the cut.

Drift picked Jetstorm up and carried him to the others. Slipstream followed closely behind his master. Drift looked at Bumblebee, who got the message. He transformed into the yellow Camaro and opened his door. Drift placed Jetstorm in the back seat and shut the door. Slipstream opened up the other side and climbed in to be with his brother.

Drift transformed and lead the way back to the junkyard. Negative thoughts plagued his mind. Jetstorm could die. Drift turned sharply into the junkyard. Bumblebee came in and Slipstream got out. Drift transformed and got Jetstorm. Fixit saw Jetstorm's condition and pointed to an area with a curtain for privacy.

~~~later

Drift sat the makeshift medibay. Slipstream sat next to him. Fixit has been working for over 2 hours now. No one has heard any news. It wasn't until they heard the sound of a flat-line. Drift's spark clenched in sorrow. Fixit came out with Energon staining his orange plating. Slipstream was the first one to go up to Fixit. The orange mini-con shook his head. Drift got up and left the junkyard. He couldn't bear the thought of his student dead.

"Where's Drift going?" asked Sideswipe.

"He can't think about what happened," Slipstream answered.

"He just lost Jetstorm. I understand the feeling when I lost my father," said Bumblebee. "He made the choice and it ended the war for good. All I have left is the humans and bots of Team Prime. Plus my uncle."

"I heard about that. You were excited when you saw Optimus Prime," said Russel.

"That's because Optimus is my father. Then when we stayed on earth, the three humans became family. When I died at the hands of Megatron, I thought that I would never see my family again. I was revived and got my voice back. Now I can speak to all my family."

"Bumblebee," a deep baritone voice said. Bumblebee turned around to find the ghostly image of Optimus.

"Dad," Bumblebee breathed.

"Your comrade is safe. A guardian angel has lead him home safely," said Optimus and disappeared.

"What did he mean by that?" asked Grimlock.

"I think that I know," Slipstream said, joy filling his voice.

~~~000

Drift slashed at a tree. He couldn't believe that Jetstorm was dead. He thought them as more than students. He thought them as sons. Drift heaved in air and looked at he destruction around him. The samurai master just shook before passing out, hitting the ground hard.

~~~junkyard

"Mother and father always talked about an angel from Primus watching over us," said Slipstream.

"Now the angel has come and kept Jetstorm alive," Sideswipe summed up.

"Exactly. The same thing happened with our older brother. He was a flier. It was during the final days of the war when he was killed. An Autobot thought that he was a Decepticon and shot him down. The Autobot then shot him again at point blank range and left him to die. I witnessed the attack from our home," Slipstream told the team. "Airstream was on his way home when it happened. I called medics and they took him to the main base. Jetstorm and I followed and waited for news on him. Ratchet came out and told us that he passed. A medic rushed out and said that Airstream was still alive. Ratchet put him in a deep stasis. After he hid him, Ratchet deleted any evidence of where he went. Only he knows where Airstream now rests."

"Ratchet huh. If I recall right he stayed here on Earth," Bumblebee said.

"Then why hasn't he come to investigate us or the crash site?" asked Grimlock.

"I don't know. I'll bridge over to the base tomorrow," Bumblebee said.

Slipstream sat down next to Jetstorm. He smiled and thanked Primus and the angel for sparing his brother. His thoughts drifted off to his master. He didn't want to think of how Drift would react.

Drift returned shortly after dark. He saw the others sleeping and decided to sleep on the far side of the junkyard. He briefly looked at Jetstorm before heading off.

Jetstorm woke up the next morning. Everyone was there, except for Drift. Slipstream pushed a cube of Energon into Jetstorm's hands. Jetstorm smiled and drank the cool liquid.

"Slipstream, where is Master Drift?" asked Jetstorm.

"He believes you to be dead," said Slipstream. "I found him recharging over there."

Slipstream pointed to the corner. Jetstorm stood up slowly and headed over to the corner. He found Drift in a sitting position with his hands in his lap and swords at his feet. Jetstorm cautiously walked in front of Drift.

"Master Drift?" Jetstorm called. No answer. "Master Drift, are you alright?"

Drift opened his optics and looked down at the small mini-con. He couldn't explain it. His student/son was alive. Jetstorm looked up at his master before looking away in shame.

"Jetstorm," Drift whispered. "Is it truly you?"

"Yes Master it is," said Jetstorm. "I... I'm sorry that I ran away. I cleaned your sword the wrong way."

"It's fine Jetstorm. All that matters is that my students are safe and alive," said Drift.

"But... I thought that you would be angry," said Jetstorm.

"I have learned that once someone is gone, you realize what you had something with them. Then you wish that they stayed longer," said Drift.

"Hey Bee is leaving now," Sideswipe said as he walked over.

Drift got up and left. Jetstorm followed and stood next to his brother. Fixit activated the groundbridge and Bumblebee drove through.

"Where is Bumblebee going?" asked Jetstorm.

"He went to go visit Ratchet," Slipstream answered.

"Ratchet? He's still alive?" asked Jetstorm.

"Yes he is," said Slipstream. "Come, let us go for a walk while we wait."

Jetstorm and Slipstream headed out into the forest. Drift watched them leave. He sighed and left back to his corner to finish meditating. Everyone watched him leave the group. Sideswipe glanced at Strongarm with a worried look.

"You think he's gonna be alright?" asked Sideswipe.

"I'm sure he'll be rine... trine... fine," said Fixit, hitting his chest.

"He didn't seem happy to see Jetstorm again," Sideswipe said, confused.

"We will just have to wait," said Strongarm.

~~~000

Jetstorm looked around at the scenery. Everything was bright and alive. Flowers were bloomed and birds sang. A lake shined in the sun and fish caught food. Slipstream smiled in joy.

"I miss him," Jetstorm suddenly said.

"I do too Jetstorm," said Slipstream. "At least he wasn't killed by Sunstreaker. Well he was but he came back."

"I hope that yellow one was caught after Cybertron was rebuilt, and put back in prison," Jetstorm growled. "He killed him and he knew that Airstream was an Autobot. Something happened between the two to make Sunstreaker hate him."

"What?" asked a familiar voice.

Jetstorm turned around to find Sideswipe there. He patted Slipstream, who turned around. Sideswipe went to his hand and knees in denial. Jetstorm approached carefully.

"Sideswipe?" Jetstorm called.

"That was what he did so wrong? Shot down someone on his own side?" Sideswipe mumbled.

"Sideswipe forgive me for being rude," Jetstorm apologized.

"He was arrested after word got out that about him killing an Autobot. I later heard that Airstream was the one killed. Airstream was my best friend. Sunstreaker didn't like him because he was smarter and hanging out with me more," Sideswipe explained. "Airstream kept me out of trouble. Yeah I still pranked with Sunny. After we heard he was dead, I caused a ton of trouble. Sunstreaker begged me not to tell, but I did."

"Airstream is hidden somewhere. Sadly Ratchet is the only one who knows where," said Slipstream sadly.

"Fixit to Sideswipe. Have you found them?" Fixit asked over the comlink.

"Sideswipe here. Yeah I found them," Sideswipe replied.

"Good, Tree... Fee... Bee is on his way back," said Fixit. "I would advise you return."

"Alright, we're on our way," Sideswipe said and cut the line. "Come on you two."

The three make it back just as the groundbridge opened. They could see Bumblebee come through with someone. Jetstorm and Slipstream studied the silhouette. It looked familiar from somewhere, but they couldn't remember. Bumblebee came through and the figure behind him. The portal closed and the figure looked around. Jetstorm got excited and nudged Slipstream, who stood with an open mouth. They rushed forward and tackled the figure down to the ground. The figure laughed and hugged them.

"Airstream!" they cried in excitement.

"Hey you two," Airstream greeted.

"We have missed you brother," Slipstream said.

"I've missed you too. Both of you," said Airstream and spotted Sideswipe. "Hey Sides. It's good to see you."

"Same here," said Sideswipe.

Jetstorm got up first, Slipstream following. Airstream got up and smiled. Friends and family are reunited after many years. Everyone was happy now.