Now, let's meet the Autobots! The image cover for this fanfic is obviously Arcee. Isn't she pretty? I am surprised she's shipped with everyone in the show. Onwards with the story!

Chapter 2

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend

Somewhere along in the bitterness

And I would have stayed up with you all night

Had I known how to save a life

" You're still thinking about them again?" the medic asked his patient. He was a normal build drake who is not to slender or not too bulky. But he is stocky. He had white coloured scales and red stripes. His face was squared shaped along with matching neon blue eyes. His face was slightly wrinkled from the stress and past he had experienced. He flicked his tail which had the fin shaped like a squared sword.

" I missed them Ratchet," his patient sighed. She was a pretty dark blue dragoness with a slender frame and matching cobalt blue eyes filled with grief and anger. She had a mix of silver and black from her sides, face and underbelly. Her little winglets were like part of her but she can't fly due to their small size. But she made up for everything with her speed, skills and stamina to be equal with the males.

" Grieving is not going to bring them back," Ratchet reprimanded her. It has been yet, months since Arcee lost Cliffjumper and years since she lost her other partner Tailgate. Despite her tough exterior, her insides were fragile like glass. She tried her best to forget about them but her memories kept replaying their deaths to this very day. How Tailgate was murdered in front of her or how she found out who snuffed Cliffjumper. " I know it has been difficult forgetting them but you need to move on. Tailgate and Cliffjumper would be spark broken if you linger on the past."

Arcee wanted them to be in peace. They probably are while she however, is not. She has tried everything to distract herself from thinking about them. Patrolling more than usual, hunting with Bumblebee or Smokescreen. Hell she even sparred with the Wreckers, each punch represents her frustration with herself. She failed to watch out for them. They died because of her. Every memory she had with either of them made her stomach ache, filled with moths rather than butterflies. And those moths are making holes in her every time she moves. She was so focused on her internal self, she was not aware of the claw that collided with her face. She fell back, snapped back to reality from the impact. When she's conscious, a figure crouched down looking at her with eyes mixed with guilt and fear.

" Primus Cee," he whispered. " I'm so sorry! Didn't mean to be that hard."

" I'm fine, Bulkhead,"she gave her Wrecker friend a reassuring smile. " I was having a flashback…"

" Still thinking about them?" he asked. She nodded. Carefully, he touched one of her winglet with his muzzle. Being the largest and the less brainy, he tried his best to comfort her " It's not your fault. They chose to save you because they care about you. They know that you're tough but sometimes you need a little nudge." Arcee looked up at the bulky drake. He can be sweet when he tries his best to comfort a friend. She appreciated his sweet gesture.

" Thanks, Bulk," she smiled. " But I think I should get some air." Respecting her wishes, Bulkhead left the training ground to hang out with his best friend, Wheeljack. Now, the femme was all alone. She leaned against the wall, sighing deeply.

" I could have saved you," she whispered to herself. " I failed to protect the both of you because I was stupid enough to be captured! I will finish off Airachnid and Starscream. For you Tailgate, Cliffjumper…" With the silence surrounding her, she allowed herself to cry.

Meanwhile Ratchet was about to take a nap after examining his leader's mate, Rose. Rose is considered to be one of the very few Earth dragons who could bend plants at her own will. She has lush green scales and decorated crests which looked like branches. Her wings were almost like the leaves of palm trees but very sharp to tear flesh. Recently, she had given birth to a son. Optimus' son looked exactly like his father except he inherited his mother's oak brown eyes.

" You look tense Ratchet," Rose commented. Ratchet turned his head back. Ratchet explained to the leader's mate about Arcee's guilt, resulting her to distance herself from most of the males because she does not want to lose them like her partners. Rose listened to the medic carefully while grooming her son. " Sounds like Arcee needs sometime alone. I know it is not good for her but her heart needs time to patch up. And that takes a longer time than you performing a transplant."

Ratchet nodded. He does not want Arcee to be depressed. She's a valuable member of the team and losing her would be devastating. He knew she kept blaming herself for her death, knowing it is not simple to move on. But he had another thing to worry about: Tonight he was invited by other medics of Therm Asylum to study the patience. Sounds like something his rival Knockout or Shockwave would consider but him? He was only interested in their mental disorders. He wondered if he could find who could be cured or redeemed.

He doesn't understand why would medics at asylum treat their patients in the most pathetic way. Hiding them from the world, separating them from the common society. Medics are suppose to help, care for the patients no matter what challenges the patients would throw at them. If he was the only one invited to the asylum, he should bring a friend in case.

" I will ask Optimus if he is free tonight," he concluded.

Just to let you guys know, every chapter has a few verse of song lyrics. Try and guess who sang the song and the title of the song. Yes, Rose id also another of my Oc and so is her son. Why? Because someone like Optimus Prime deserves a mate who will support him and a son to bring him joy. Let's see what happens in the next chapter.

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