Dustin stood with Jaymie in his house about to walk out but then dropped to his knees. He then fell onto his back and looked up at his daughter. Jaymie, who had tears falling from her eyes, held her father's hand. She didn't have to ask anything. She knew what was happening. She was always too smart for her own good. She got that from her father.
With what strength he had left, he nodded. He saw his daughter, then his vision blurred and he closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he saw Éclair's face.
"The beam has ceased." Perceptor said.
"How long have I been out?" Dustin asked.
"Half hour, forty five minutes tops." Éclair said.
"Dustin, I want you in my medical bay. I want to run a full diagnostic." Carly said.
"Very well, Doc." Dustin replied, still hazy.
Later that day, Dustin sat in his room looking at old photos of him and Sarah and what they shared. He missed her deeply. Then there was a knock on the door. He looked up and saw the welcome face of Éclair. Without saying anything, Dustin moved over and offered a seat to her. She came in and sat down next to her boyfriend.
"I guess I should thank the Decepticons this time." Dustin said.
"Why's that?"
"Well, they let me see what my life would've been like with out the Transformers."
Éclair looked down at the picture in Dustin's hand.
"So this is Sarah?"
Dustin nodded.
"Will you tell me about her?"
Dustin looked at her and smiled.
"Well, Sarah was a kind, generous girl…." Dustin began.
The End.