(Does happy dance) What. What. What. Done in a week. Done in a week. Who's awesome? Who's awesome?

Not me? Well, I can, sorta understand that. But I mean, look at me and my bad self. Getting this ish done sooner then four months. Alright, alright, no more self appreciation. But that doesn't stop you guys. :) Just kinda kidding. But for real. I hope you guys like this chapter and please leave a comment on what you think and maybe even some ideas you might have. Because I would love to incorporate some fan ideas in this. So leave a review and tell me what you think. And I will see you all in the next. Bye!

The scene shifted to later that evening. The archives had become practically empty, very few bots were working, putting away the thousands of pads that had been moved around thru out the day, and those that had been checked back in from outside use. There was only one mech studying for a trial the next week, sitting alone in a booth. Eve was sitting behind the main desk, logging in the last of the data pads. The team watched as the last mech stood up, rubbed at the back of his neck and left with a short good by to Eve. She responded and then went back to her work.

"You know, this feels like the set up for a really bad scenario. Like, some one comes out of the darkness, gun in hand, ready to reek their revenge. Shooting the poor archivist, no one the wiser to her death. Oo! I have shivers!"

"Miko! Now your making me worried. That doesn't happen, right Ratch?" Rafael looked up at the oldest mech, clearly worried about the young Optimus.

"No. No one is coming out of the darkness to try and kill her." Ratchet left out the 'I think' part. he was pretty sure, but you never know. "But, I'm not really sure about what is going on here. It's not familiar to me." The other nodded, just glad that nothing shocking was going to happen. After a moment, Eve stood up from her seat, grabbing the freshly logged in pads, and walking them over to their shelf. The spot was located high up o one of the stacks, not to far from the sight of the door. Getting on the lift and once in the right area, she started placing the pads in their designated spots.

She was moving along, when she got to a pad that belonged just a touch out of her reach. Instead of moving the hover deck over, Evelyn just reached out trying to slide the pad in its spot. But in doing so, and not really to Ratchet's surprise, she bumped the leaver of the deck, and it shifted, causing her to stumble over the edge. With a tiny shriek, Eve fell the fifty feet towards the ground. All of team Prime was surprised by her clumsiness, the children unable to watch with their hands over their eyes. What no on noticed was the giant silver mech rushing to stand under the falling Eve.

Eve landed with a huff and a clang, as none other then Megatronus caught her in his arms. He held her close to his chest for a moment, caught off guard by how light she was. While Eve was just surprised at being caught in some mechs's gentle arms and not the hard ground she thought was going to meet her.

"Are you alright? That was quite a fall you almost had?" Eve leaned back a little in his arms, her own wrapped tightly around his neck.

"Oh, uh yes. Better then I would hadn't been if you hadn't been here." Eve couldn't help the blush that came to her cheeks. Ratchet realized that this was the moment he lost. This was the moment that Megatron had beaten him to Evelyn's Spark. He had literally swept her off her feet. Ratchet couldn't hope to ever have been that lucky then, and with Evelyn being Optimus now, he would be squashed trying to sweep her off her feet.

"Well I'm just glad to have been here. Couldn't have a beautiful public servant such as yourself getting hurt because of her job." Eve bowed her head trying to hide her blush. "And I do believe I have met you before. I'm not one to forget someone as stunning as you." Megatronus took that moment to gently let Eve to the floor, making sure she was stable.

"I'm not sure if your seeing right, or remembering all that well either. I'm not, beautiful. You might need to be seen by a doctor as I think I damaged you in my clumsy fall." Eve was staring holes into the ground, and so she missed the look on Megatronus' face. He looked, happy, and entertained by her modesty.

"Ahh. Now I remember. Evelyn Pax. You were that feisty Femme who stood up to Shiftlock. Well, I don't believe I need an appointment for my optics, because you are just as lovely today, as you were that day. You are far to modest for your own good." Eve finally looked up to see the smile on Megatronus' face. She really wasn't able to look at it long, as she felt far to awkward and embarrassed.

"Well, either way. Um, thank you for catching me. I'd like to say I'm not usually so clumsy, but unfortunately it seems to be a pattern with me." Eve gave a shy smile. It was such an unusual feeling, to be so, insecure. She had never felt this way around anyone before. Ever, and it was freaking her out.

"I'm sure that's not true. And besides, It gives me something meaningful to do with my life." Megatronus didn't know why he was trying to make this Femme more comfortable, but for some reason, he felt the need to make her feel better. "Speaking of. I was wondering if you could help me with something. I, well have this speech I have been working on and, well I was told the best place to get a second opinion on it was here. Anyway you could help me?" Megatronus had pulled out a data pad, and Eve was already looking it over.

"Yes. This is a function the archives can provide. When would you like our notes?" Megatronus thought for a moment.

"Well, I was thinking tomorrow, if that's alright. And, well, I was hoping it might be, well, just you who looks at it?" It was Megatronus' turn to feel awkward. He had come in, thinking that he would get anyone he could to look at his speech. Anyone that wouldn't just laugh him out of the archives. But now he really, really wanted Evelyn to look at it. And no one else. Eve gave him a funny look, but complied anyways, liking how she had been singled out by someone. It made her feel good.

"Alright. I can have it ready by twenty-hundred hours tomorrow. You can come then or any time after, but before the closure of the Archive. Is that alright for your schedule?" Again, Megatronus looked a little embarrassed. To team Prime, this was one of the weirdest interactions between these two they had ever seen. They couldn't decide if it was sweet, or just awkward and embarrassing for all involved. For Miko personally, she just thought it was gross and icky.

"Well, again I happen to be a very difficult customer, and for that I apologize. But I'm very busy the next two weeks leading up to the start of the campaign trail. So I can't leave Kaon until, as it happens, campaign day. I was wondering if I could give you my video comm and we could maybe have a video chat about it whenever is convenient for you?" Evelyn had to pause, thinking about this. She normally didn't do things like that. Giving or taking private comm's, as it could be very dangerous. But for some reason she felt relaxed around this mech and, going against what she normally did, she accepted.

"Alright. I guess I can make that work." Megatronus smiled widely.

"Wonderful. You are a beautiful lifesaver. I am forever in your debt." Megatronus leaned over Eve's hand, gently kissing the top, just like he had the day they had met. The team watched as Megatronus sent Eve his private comm and then said goodbye. The giant mech walked out the door, leaving a stunned Eve behind. When the door shut, Eve leaned back on the wall sliding down. She leaned her head back, a smile on her lips. It had been a crazy half hour and Eve wasn't even sure how to process everything that had just happened. It was all to much.