Oria felt stronger, so she continued to track. She hoped her brother was alright. She was getting close. She could feel it. She turned onto a dirt road, and waited to see her brother.

Optimus could feel his sister's spark nearby. Ratchet had shooed the others away from him, and cleared Optimus to leave, on one condition. He had to have at least one Autobot with him at a time. So, Optimus asked Ironhide to remain with him. Ironhide argeed. Together, they went outside. Bumblebee ran up, "Optimus sir, are you alright?"

"Better, thank you", Optimus replied. As they talked, Oria scanned Optimus. That caused the Autobot leader to look around. A minute later, Oria revealed herself.

"Oria reporting for duty, sir!" she joked. Ironhide was shocked. She was taller than him!

"Oria... It's an honor to meet you", Optimus greeted. She rushed forward, and gave her brother a hug.

"Wow. They really are twins", Sam mused. Besides being a mech and femme, they were almost identical.

"You must be Sam. Bumblebee, and my brother's close friend Ironhide", she pointed to each one when she said their names. "Like I said, I'll change mine to match his. My name will be Optima." She grabbed Optimus by the wrist, and started to pull him. "You have a medic. The one I talked to. I'm hurt, can you lead me there?"

"Yes", Optimus replied. They left the others standing there confused.

"What on Cybertron just happened?" Bumblebee asked. Ironhide shrugged, and walked off. Bumblebee sighed, and turned towards Sam. He recieved a confused look from him, so Bumblebee just shook his head, lowering his hand for Sam to get on.

Ratchet managed to fix a gash where her stomach would be, as well as several dents covering her arms and legs. He made the mistake once or twice, of forgetting who was working on, and called her Optimus, or her brother Optima. He finished the repairs quickly, and the two left Med bay talking. Ratchet smiled shaking his head.

Optimus gave his sister a brief tour around base, before heading to his office. Optima followed him. "So, you're just going to work now?" she asked.

"Yes. I need to finish some reports, Optima. There are so many, and I need to try to keep up with them", he answered. He entered his office to find his desk filled with reports.

"Then let me help", she offered.

"No need. This is my job, so it isn't fair to force you to do it for me. You should rest anyways. Give yourelf time to heal", he responded. She stepped in front of him, and placed her hand on his wind shield. "What?"

"Let me help. I'm your sister. Haven't I proved that? You seem tired, so maybe you should get some rest", she said back. He shook his head, then sat down behind his desk. Before he could say anything, she grabbed half the pile, then took off running. Optimus started after her, only to run into Ironhide. Both tripped over the other, and fell to the ground in a tangled mess.

"Slag it, Optimus. What were you doing?" Ironhide demanded. He pulled away from Optimus, then gave his leader a hand up.

"Optima took a pile of my reports. I need to finish those. I'm sorry, my friend. I didn't mean to run into you", he replied softly.

"Why'd she steal them?"

"She should be resting, so I refused to allow her to help. She took them, then ran off"

"Let her help then. She'll get so bored, she'll fall asleep", Ironhide offered with a grin. Optimus rolled his optics, before placing either servo in his hip. "I'll help you okay?"

"Thank you Ironhide", Optimus said. They both took off to find Optima.

Will was walking through the hall and caught sight of a familiar red and blue paint job. He called out, "Hey, Optimus."

"Close but not quite", came the reply. Will had been looking at a clip board, until he recieved a responce in a higher voice than who he thought he was talking to.

"What?"

"I'm not Optimus, as you can tell. I'm his sister. Your name is William Lennox, correct?"

"Yeah. Call me Will. And you?"

"Optima. Hey, if you see my brother, don't tell him I was here. I kinda took part of his work", she asked. Will nodded, and Optima took off to find somewhere to hide and work. Lennox stood there for a minute, wondering what just happened, then started walking again.

When Optima ran in, Ratchet dropped what he was doing. "Optima? What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Can I hide here for a while?"

"Hide from what?"

"My brother", she replied smiling. "I took these from him, because I can tell he's over worked. I want to help, and when he told my I couldn't I made sure I can. Anyways, may I stay?"

"Of course. We all think he's over worked. I'll help you as well", he replied, taking a few of the top data-pads. She sat down in the corner, and started to work. About ten minutes later, Ironhide walked in.

"Hey, Ratch. You haven't seen Optima have you? Optimus is searching for her. Nearly ran me over", Ironhide said, watching Ratchet move to the other side of the counter. Optima put her hand to her face.

"No. You two alright?"

"We tripped over each other but no damage was done", he replied with a grin, "Why? Worried Prime dented your best buddy?"

"No! I was afriad you're thick helm might of hurt him! We need him in working order", Ratchet countered. Ironhide rolled his optics before leaving. "And... He's gone. That was too easy"

"Thank you Ratchet. If my brother won't let me help, then I'll find a way to any ways", she smiled.

"You are definitely his sister"

"Why do you say that?", she asked, cocking her head to the side slightly.

He grinned before replying, "You're both stubborn."

Optimus gave up. He couldn't find her and Ironhide also had no luck. He simply went back to his office, thanking Ironhide along the way. He entered his office, and started to work on the remaining data-pads. It wasn't long before his door opened, revealing his sister.

"Hello there. I just thought I'd bring these back. I had some help. I just didn't know where each one went when finished", she mentioned, nefore placing her pile down on his finished pile.

"Thank you", he said. He smiled as she sat across from him.

"Will you let me help now?"

"If you wish", he responded by handing her a pile. She gladly accepted it, then began to work. He finished as she started her last. "Thank you for your help."

"No problem. Oh, that reminds me. I was wondering if you'd be willing to do something in return. It will benefit us both", she started, and recieved a nod, "Great! The bind between us, allows us to do certain things. We need to practise, so things like feedback won't happen anymore"

"When do you want to begin?" he asked. She smiled.

"How 'bout tonight", and with that, she tapped his arm and hurried out of the office, leaving behind her a very confused Prime. He shook his head then returned to work.

Optima wandered through the halls. She passed several doors, and nodded to each Autobot she passed. She exited the base, and stood on the pavement in the back of the base. She stared off into space, and nearly jumped in the air when she felt someone touch her shoulder. SHe swung around, only to fall when the person stepped back.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to scare ya. Need a hand?" Ironhide asked. She smiled, as he helped her up.

"It's alright. Thanks. Did you need something?"

"Oh. Just wonderin' if you're okay. You were walking like a zombie bot through the halls. Some thing wrong?" he motioned for a few boxs across from them. One was for some one Optimus' height, while the second was slightly smaller. She smiled, then walked over.

"I was just thinking about how much I've missed. The last time I saw my brother was when we were sparklings, and that was from a far. We're just meeting now, and he's the leader! I never got a chance to grow up with him. And Megatron betrayed. I wasn't there for that. I would've been able to help Optimus through that. We were seperated because it was dangerous. If Optimus stayed with me, he'd of been at a higher risk. He might not of gotten a chance to grow up. I missed my family so badly", she explained with a sigh. "I want to help him now, but he won't let me. It kind of hurts. I just want to help."

"He doesn't let many mechs or femmes help. Ask him. I'll have him let you help", he offered. She smiled.

"You would?"

"Of course. He needs help with his work. All of us know that. Any Autobot would be willing", he replied. He stood, and she followed. Air rushed into her intakes as she approached the door. She raised her servo, and knocked on the door.