"W-what?" asked Override as Optimus told her the news.

"It's true Override," sighed Optimus with a heavy sigh. "Red Alert has been studying him ever since he was born to make sure and now that he had matured we know for sure."

"So you ran tests behind my back to make sure he wasn't Unicron and now you have found out that it was him who killed his father?!" gasped Override.

"Apparently so," sighed Optimus.

Override then sat down and placed a hand over her mouth just thinking to herself. She shook her head and said-

"So you're saying if . . . if Exillion never was . . . Hot Shot would still be here?"

"Yes," sighed Optimus.

Override couldn't believe it. How could something like this happen? Why would something like this happen. It just wasn't right.

"So . . . are we going to tell him?" asked Override wondering if they should tell Exillion.

"I don't think he's ready to know he was the reason he father is no more," said Optimus with sad optics. "I don't know when he would be."

Override just bowed her head in sadness. She still couldn't believe this and ever she was sad, but more for her son who never got to know his own father.

Okay, being the daughter of the chief medical officer has its ups and downs, but mostly . . . downs. I am Meter the daughter of Red Alert one of the renowned autobot warriors of his time, but after the war he just went back to being just a normal doctor like his parents before him. You see my brother was supposed to take up the medical tools, but he . . . um . . . can't really stand the sight of energon or anything too choppy and so I had no choice, but to carry on the family tradition. I didn't mind, but sometimes being a doctor could get a little annoying especially when a certain someone just won't leave you alone!

Okay I am a genius and this is the thanks I get. I graduated the same year as my 3,000-year-older brother. Both of us went into the family business in becoming a doctor, but it appears I have to be like my father more than I wished. I mean I wanted to become a doctor and everything, but that kind of a doctor . . . my brother, Linegar, was supposed to fill that position, but no . . . he's a little too weak (In all sorts of way!)

Anyways I don't mind too much, but dealing with . . . him. Is pushing me way beyond my limit. I don't mean my brother either. He is the sweetest big brother I know, but when it comes to defending anything . . . especially me . . . well . . . like I said he's weak. I have to admit I get harassed, but mostly by . . . ohhhh, him.

"Hey there Meter," grinned Opensky as he leaned back in his chair with his arms behind his head just perching his lips out to her making those annoying kissing sounds.

Meter just rolled her optics and and kicked the two legs his chair was balancing on and of course . . . according to gravity . . . he fell.

"HEY!" he yelped crashing to the floor.

Meter just shook her head and left the room wishing she had another patient to check up on, but alas . . . there were none. Her brother had the others and it always seemed she got stuck with him.

No offense to the family or nothing, I love Roadflare. She is my best friend, but her annoying, stupid twin brother . . . he just gets under my metal. He's one of the reasons I graduated so early. I wanted to be rid of him, but apparently . . . that would NEVER happen.

Ever since the sixth grade he wouldn't stop trying to kiss me or make some move on me. He was, as the humans say, the Casanova of the school. There was no femme safe around him. He had, at least, kissed every single femme in that school and the numbers just climb ever time he went to those partying clubs until it was done to but one . . . me.

I didn't give a care for boys and still don't! I was more concerned with school and my work than those things. I didn't want them to cloud my mind. My mother wants me to get married and settle down, but she still doesn't understand me . . . for one thing I am still only 17,000 and another I don't want to get married just yet and I'm not sure if I want to deal with having children, EVER!

I know it's strange for a femme to think so, but that is just me. My father was the same way, but my mother was a little pushy and so here I am. So I guess being pushy isn't so bad . . . but then again . . . as I watch Opensky still trying to get me . . . I could disagree.

Meter and Roadflare were having lunch together one day and they enjoyed the topics they were speaking about. Roadflare liked to talk about boys, but Meter didn't. She said they were a waste of time, but Roadflare alway brought up the subject on purpose because of her negative out-look on them.

"Why are you so harsh on them Meter?" chuckled Roadflare. "They're not all that bad."

"Well they are harsh on me so why not?" smiled Meter placing her slim hands together.

Meter looked, in a way, like her father Red Alert. She was blue like him, but she favored her mother alot. Her brother Linegar was the one who took the looks from Red Alert even though he was a little greener, but hey . . . what daughter would want to look like their father?

"Well Exillion isn't," smiled Roadflare placing her chin on her folded hands.

"Oohh, one boy," teased Meter shaking her body playfully. "Yea, well that 'one boy' is yours and just remember to keep him okay . . . I'm afraid he's the last non-harsh/rude-pigged boy there is. He's a Prime, there ya go. Primes are always the gentlemen, look at Optimus and I heard even his son Hot Shot was a stud, but polite to the femmes hence why Override fell for him, I mean look at her . . . she's gorgeous, how could anyone ever win her over."

Roadflare just smiled and shook her head. As she thought to herself she sighed smiling-

"Yea . . . I think Exillion inherited many traits from him, even though I never knew him, They say he looks just like him and so I can imagine what he acted like. My . . . Override must have fell in love with his personality . . . I sure have."

Meter just smiled and then touched her friends hand ever so gentle. Roadflare looked at Meter as she smiled at her. Meter then gave that best friend advice as she always does.

"Like I said," she smiled. "You're lucky to have him . . . so make sure he doesn't slip away."

"I won't," smiled Roadflare. "We've known each other since we were sparklings. We were best friends, but all that changed when he grew and became so drop-dead-gorgeous!"

Meter then let out a laugh and Roadflare joined her, but it didn't last for long as Opensky found them and made their way to them. Meter saw him first and so her face became emotionless, then that of horror. She then took a menu and placed it before her saying-

"Oh Primus here he comes!"

"What?" asked Roadflare looking at her friend and then turning to see who she was talking about.

"Hey sis!" smiled Opensky turning a chair around and sitting on it backwards placing his chin on the back of it. "Oh . . . hey Meter."

Meter had been caught and so flopped her menu down and stared at him so harshly and annoyingly. Opensky thought was too dumb to get a clue of any look. He couldn't really tell too much if he annoyed someone . . . Primus he was his mother's son!

"Hi Opensky," smiled Roadflare glad to see him this time of day. "I thought you were out with Exillion?"

"Yea, he back home those wanting to check up on some family matter. I swear those Primes have all the problems . . . better them than me," smiled Opensky with a small laugh.

"You are such a pig!" grumbled Meter her stare becoming harsher.

"What?" asked Opensky not getting it.

Meter just rolled her optics. She wanted him gone, but it appears he wasn't leaving anytime soon and so she dug her head in the menu hoping he wouldn't even see her to notice anything. Soon the waiter came and asked then what they wanted to eat.

"Oh, the usual," smiled Roadflare handing him her menu.

"And you as well?" asked the waiter turning to Meter.

All then turned to her and wondered what she's say. All waited for her to say something.

"Actually . . ." smiled Meter looking at her menu. "I'd like to try something new."

They were all surprised by this. She wasn't usually like this. Why the sudden change?

"What would that be miss?" asked the waiter.

"I'd like a heavy pound of nice and raw metal (Steak in human)"

"Are you sure you can eat that?" asked Roadflare.

"Oh yea . . . I have a big appetite," grumbled Meter as she turned her gaze to Opensky that seemed to be getting a little uneasy around her.

And so they were brought their lunch and Meter really tore into hers. She had a very sharp nice, but it seemed to be a little hard to cut it and so she looked as if she was butchering it.

"Take it . . . easy . . . Meter," said Roadflare seeing her strain herself to cut off a piece.

"Y-yea," gulped Opensky sweating a bit.

"You need help?" asked Roadflar.

"Oh no," smiled Meter rocking back and forth slicing the metal. "I have experience in the morgue so I know how to cut up something!"

"Okay," said Roadflae getting back to her business.

"What you gonna call it after you've butcher . . . I mean cut it up?" asked Opensky. "Diced metal?"

He then let out a jokeful laugh, but Meter just smiled and said-

"No, I was thinking more like . . . Opensky."

"What was that?" asked Roadflare not catching what she had just said.

Meter just smiled as she watched Opensky slowly back away from her. He then turned to his sister a bit, but never really taking his optics off Meter and that large knife she had in her hand and so said-

"Y-yea, I'm gonna . . . go and see if Exillion is done."

He then left in quite a hurry. Roadflare just smiled at her and said-

"You chased him away in 20 minutes flat . . . it's a new record."

"I have my ways," smiled Meter as she began cutting once more.

After lunch Roadflare looked at the time and so through her head back crying in aggravation-

"Oh Primus I'm late!"

"For what?" asked Meter as they walked down the street.

"My date!" said Roadflare. "Me and Exillion were going to have it at my house."

"Oh, sorry I took your time," said Meter.

"No, it was really good talking to you again . . . just had a bit too much fun, like usual," smiled Roadflare.

They then exchanged hugs and so said their good-byes and then went back to there businesses. Roadflare went to her home and Meter to hers. When Roadflare got there she had found Exillion was already there and he was just having a talk with Jetfire. When she saw him she smiled and waved at him and he did the same and got back to Jetfire's talk, Roadflare just figured it was that normal 'I'll dismantle you if you make one move on my daughter' talk . . . but . . . Jetfire wasn't so bright himself and didn't really know that talk . . .

"Now if she rejects you don't give up, she's really saying try again and so go on and do just that," smiled Jetfire giving the strangest father talk to Exillion.

"I will sir," smiled Exillion with a couple of giggles inward about how strange Roadflare's father was.

Meanwhile Thunderblast was with her daughter telling her a thing or two, but advice from Thunderblast was never really so good either . . .

"Now when he grabs you and pulls you in his arms you do the same and everything will happen just like it's supposed to," smiled Thunderblast.

" . . . Mom aren't you supposed to be saying if he touches me slap him so hard he can't ever speak again and never talk to him again?" asked Roadflare seeing all mothers usually like that from experience.

"Why?" laughed Thunderblast. "I didn't do that."

"Yea . . . I know," sighed Roadflare turning from her crazed mother and murmuring to herself. "Sometimes I wish I had different parents."

And so afterwards they had dinner together. Exillion was a good boy and was very polite with her parents and her . . . well . . . when they were around. He enjoyed talking to them and dinning with them. Even though they were from very different families he felt like family since he had known them for so long.

Opensky wasn't there for he didn't care for these sorts of social and so left to go partying. He wanted to take his brother Jetstream, but he was too busy with military camp to even care . . . you know, just getting his head yelled off like the usual no matter how hard he tried to please his Sergent. Opensky was fine without him though he could handle his own. He was somewhat a loner in the first place . . . well . . . in this area.

After dinner they played a few fun games like usual families, but soon after they had gotten a call from a club . . . where Opensky had gotten into a little quarrel with another bot and so since they were his parents they had to go down and get him.

"I swear that boy of yours!" started Thunderblast as they readied to head out to the club.

"Mine?!" started Jetfire. "He acts like you the most!"

"Don't you blame this on me Jefire!" said Thunderblast. "Kids be good, we'll be back soon."

And so they left. Exillion and Roadflare were left all alone. It was a sort of funny incident right now. Roadflare let out a small giggle for no parent in there right mind would do this . . . but her parents weren't normal . . . that was the problem.

But then again all children thought that about their parents. It was silent for the longest and none knew what to say or think, but when Roadflare turned to him and went to say something Exillion acted quick and pressed his lips on hers and passionately kiss her. Roadflare hadn't been expecting this and so gasped to herself, but soon let her body fall limp in his embrace. Exillion had a tight hold around her body and a tighter grip on her mouth.

Exillion soon pushed his body on top of hers down on the couch. He had never been this forward to or with her before, but she didn't mind one bit. She quite enjoyed it as a matter of fact. She could have pushed him off and away, but as her arms tightened around him it only signaled that she wanted him now and she did.

She knew her parents would probably be back soon, but at that moment when their bodies became entwined with one another's she lost all thought of all else. The only thought she had was the feeling of his perfectly handsome body ontop of hers and how they fit so perfectly into one another. She had made out with him before, but not like this . . . not this deep. Exillion had never been so rough before, but at that moment Roadflare didn't mind his roughness.

Exillion was lost as well as he held her and felt her smooth curvy body under his. She was so perfect and in so many ways. He was glad he was able to hold onto her so tightly and so closely. He would give anything to just hold her like this forever.

He was in love with her and everything felt so right. He later found himself wondering if his father felt this same very way toward his mother. It was strange to think about, #1 since it was his parents and #2 since he had never met him before and never knew what he was like. Even though many people have told him what he was like Exillion never believed them 'less Hot Shot himself said it was true, but alas . . . he could never.

It was a very sad thing . . . not getting to know your own father, but hey . . . what else is expected from a Prime. Their lives had always been like this. Losing a family member or losing one of your closest friends. It was a mad line full of sorrow, but they were strong and continued to serve Primus no matter what happened to them . . . perhaps it was Primus testing their loyalty, but none would never know even though most of the Primes thought just that for what else could it be . . . some unknown curse? No . . . Primus controls everything . . . who lives and even who dies . . . so it is He who always decides.

Exillion soon quit thinking of this as he leaned too far over the couch and caused them both to fall right between the couch and a small table for putting drinks and things on for the guests. This caused a great giggle between the two in this hysterical moment. But soon that giggle vanished as Roadflare grabbed Exillion's face and guided him to her lips for he seemed lost at the moment. Exillion just smiled seeing Roadflare react to his move so openly.

Soon their bodies became more entwined as they made out with one another like they hadn't before. Roadflare surprised Exillion yet again as she wrapped her legs around his waist. His optics widened as she guided his hand to her thigh, but soon he deepened his kiss. Roadflare only pushed him harder against her feeling his kiss deepen.

She was enjoying this and only wanted him to never stop. Soon it wasn't just Exillion getting rough with Roadflare, she too began to get rough with him. She had dug her slim fingers into his metal making him groan but continue. He didn't want anything to stop his action.

Roadflare also tightened her grip on Exillion as her legs began to squeeze him to where he could hardly function properly. She placed her hand on the back of his head and just pushed him into her. She attacked his lips with her teeth at times just biting him and making him flinch and jolt back. Exillion often wondered if she was doing that on purpose to make him stop but seeing her playful smile saying 'come on, give me more' he knew she was just playing and teasing him and so he didn't let her biting hurt him so.

And so as they attacked each other Exillion had noticed Roadflare had stopped. She just released all the tight grip she had on him with her body and laid like a statue. She was starring at something in shock or fear.

"What?" asked Exillion as he turned to see who or what it was.

He then too froze seeing her mother standing in the door way just starring at them with her mouth wide open apparently not expecting to see this when she got home. Roadflare soon got up the courage to speak.

"Mom it's not what you think," she started.

"Oh I'm sure," shook Thunderblast all a little unsure at what was going through her mind at the moment. "Carry on if you must, but you father and brother is coming in soon and I don't think they'll like this too much you know them."

She then gave out a strange little smile of hers and through head to the side a bit as she walked away into her room. As Exillion gave Roadflare just a brush over the lips before getting off each other they heard Thunderblast say down the hall-

"Just don't get pregnant."

"Hhh, I wasn't doing that mom!" called Roadflare back as they got up.

"Sure looked like that," called back Thunderblast.

"Would have been soon if you didn't walk in," mumbled Roadflare to herself with a slight blush as she glanced at the handsome Exillion.

Soon Jetfire walked in with his out-of-it son Opensky.

"There ya go son," sighed Jetfire bringing him inside. "You're home down."

"Hey Opensky," smiled Exillion.

"Hey Xill," smiled Opensky hardly managing a wave.

Jetfire then took him to his room where he could rest and recover his strength. Roadflare just sighed and looked at Exillion who was staring out at the stars. She could tell he was thinking of so many things. So she came to him and asked what was on his mind.

"What is it Exillion?" she asked.

As he stood there out on their porch he just cast his optics down in a bit of sadness, but soon turned his head to his femmefriend and so told her-

"When I held you Roadflare so many things were running through my mind."

"Yea . . . me too," blushed Roadflare.

"What I mean is . . . was my father this affectionate towards my mother?" he asked.

"Well I suppose so, I mean they had you," stated Roadflare.

"I know, but . . . I love you Roadflare . . . just so much and I wonder if anyone can love you more than I," he said.

Roadflare just smiled her blushing smile hearing Exillion's affection for her. She would tell him the same, but it was just harder for her to say for she couldn't find the right words to do so.

"It's just . . . I guess the problem is I never knew him," sighed Exillion turning away into the darkness from her. "At times I wish I did, but at other times . . . I'm not so sure."

Roadflare smiled warmly and touched Exillion's shoulder. He then turned to her and she took his hand in hers and pressed it gently across her face just sighing. She then looked up at Exillion with her sparkling blue optics and said-

"I'm sure he did Exillion. You will know . . . some day."

"Yea, when I'm dead," scoffed Exillion.

"Or . . ." said Roadflare turning his head to hers once again. "Sooner than you think."

Exillion couldn't help but smile as her hopeful smile traveled to him. She was always so positive on life . . . and that was a thing he admired greatly.

"Thanks Flare," he smiled as he embraced her in his arms in a warm hug.

"Your welcome," smiled Roadflare tightening the hug.

Exillion, before he left, he looked once more at Roadflare with a sly smirk. She had the 'what?' look on her face and so he grinned and said-

"You know I will finish what we were doing one day."

"One day soon?" smiled Roadflare swishing her shoulders back and forth playfully.

"Yea," smiled Exillion thinking of that day coming so quickly.

And so it grew late and Exillion had to leave. He went back home and found his mother and grandfather waiting up for him.

"What took you so long to get home?!" cried Override. "I thought you had been killed."

"What me?" chuckled Exillion. "And in cyber city, come on mom."

"You never know now-a-days with these small groups of decepticons," sighed Optimus seeing there were still some who resisted peace.

"Fine . . . I'll call next time 'kay?" sighed Exillion rolling his optics. "Since you insist to know wherever I am."

"It's not that Exillion, it's that you are my only child," said Override.

"And heir to Prime," added Optimus.

"Now see, there it is again. Can't you give the Prime title a rest for a day?!" asked Exillion.

"No, you need to know your responsibility," said Optimus. "Everyone has theirs and you have yours."

"Yea, yea," sighed Exillion getting tired of all this.

He then paused for a long moment thinking to himself. Optimus could tell he was thinking about his father. He waited for Exillion to speak before he said or did anything and so he did.

"Did my father know his responsibility?" asked Exillion looking at his grandfather.

"Yes," shook Optimus. "He was overjoyed with it, but it too became a burden to him and even before I told him I was his father he always felt some kind of burden upon him like everyone expected so much from him that he couldn't give, or at least he thought he couldn't. He thought he could never live up to me . . . when he already had so many times over . . ."

Optimus trailed off with remembering optics of days long ago. Painful, happy, sorrowful days that he'll never get back but pay anything to do so. Exillion cast his optics down in the sadness of never getting to know him or even say one word to him. Optimus looked back at his grandson and saw his face.

Exillion needed to at least see his father, this Optimus knew. It just wasn't right for a child to not know his or her father. Exillion needed this and so Optimus thought of a way, but how? Only one thing came to his mind. He didn't know if it would work, but he had to try . . . for him.

"Exillion I would give anything to relive those memories I had with Hot Shot," said Optimus. "You would too . . . but you have never known him."

"I'd give anything to at least look on his face," gasped Exillion thinking this was crazy, but yet it was the one thing he wanted the most.

Override looked at her sparkling . . . he was growing up so quick and didn't even know it. Override too would give anything to spend just one more day with Hot Shot. He was very special to all of them. He was a son . . . a husband . . . a father . . . Everything Hot Shot wanted to be in his life, but never truly got to experience either one of them to its fullest.

It wasn't right to take those joys from Hot Shot, but perhaps those joys that he never truly knew could be passed on to Exillion. But him not knowing his own father was the harshest thing on him right now and his spark ached for him . . . for one glance at him . . . one sound . . . one laugh . . . one smile. All these things Hot Shot would freely give to him if he could, but he gave the most precious thing he could to Exillion . . . life. If Hot Shot hadn't taken his own life Unicron would have returned and killed everyone and Exillion . . . would have never known life like he does now.

He needed to be greatful, but it was just so hard for him to see all his blessing. Override knew Hot Shot was the only one who could point those out for him . . . but he wasn't there to do so.

"You will," said Optimus.

Exillion just rolled his optics. He had this talk before. The whole 'when you die you'll see your loved ones again' talk. Optimus then came up to Exillion and said as he took him out-

"Come with me."

"W-where are you taking me?!" asked Exillion as he was pulled out of his home by the strength of his grandfather.

"To cybertron's core . . . Primus' very spark," said Optimus wondering if doing this just might work.

Override stood in the door way and just watched them leave. They were going to see Hot Shot and so she sighed to herself and just smiled. She knew she had to stay for it was for Exillion only. Even Optimus had to let Exillion do a certain part of it alone . . . she wanted to see him again, but it wouldn't be fair to her son . . . it was his time now . . . to look upon his father.

Hot Shot's girl: Sorry it took so long for an update guys. I couldn't really think of anything. I mean I know the ending and chapters close to that, but filling in what I didn't think about is that hard thing . . . as you can tell I have to think for a while to get down what I'm gonna write, but don't worry I know what I'm gonna write next so everything's cool. So yea I'll be trying to update Survivor next, but I have an idea for Sparks of power so yea . . . It might be a while till this story is updated next so sorry for the wait on those who LOVE this story. Well see ya later, bye :)