A/N: Like I have said before my brain does not sleep. Oh big plus I am thinking about doing a sequeal to this and another related story

Disclaimer: Don't own TF, but I own Nightfire/Nathaniel.

Chapter 4

The training at the base lasted until one-thirty, and it was a start. So far, Nathaniel...er, Nightfire...can recall a couple memories he had of his Creators and what looks like the rest of his family. Epps dropped him off at school, telling him that he'll be late for supper and just to order a pizza. To kill the last remaining hour of the school day, Nathaniel had went to the library for a little bit before going to Sam's locker and leaning against it. Once the finale bell rang, he spotted Sam sprinting down the hall towards him.

"Hey, why weren't you at any of your classes?" he asked, there was definitely concern in his voice.

Nathaniel rolled his eyes. Yes, Sam was his best friend, but he sure did go over concern and protective of him. "I'm fine. I was with Epps and Lennox this morning." They started to walk down the hall and he felt Sam's silent questions starting to get to him. "I'll tell you later."

"You better," was all his friend said. "Now," he said in a much more cherry note, "lets go get me a car."

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Sam Witwicky, Bumblebee thought as he seen the human that the other one called 'Sam' walked around the sensed the boy checking him out before he came up with the decision that he wanted to take the yellow camaro , the owner of the used car dealer was asking for a high price and Bee wasn't going to let some human interrupt his mission. Bee let off a medium high frequency which made the humans cover their ears and busted the other vechile windows.

And that was how Bee became Sam's car.

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Everything was seeming to happen within the week. First, Nightfire and now Cybertron was lost to the Decepticons which became lost to everybot. It was just unliveable now. Now that Bumblebee found Sam and Smokescreen detected Decepticons on the planet, they were now heading there, following by Prowl's team and Elita's and maybe Hot Rod. Optimus was getting everything finalized before they were missioned off.

Jazz was sitting beside Arcee as he was waiting for Ratchet to do his rounds and Optimus was comming the other team leaders. Ironhide came out of the medbay followed by Ratchet. Ironhide had a huge smile on his face plate while Ratchet had a cranky one, obviously he did something to get the medic in the mood.

"Geez, what did you do to Ratchet?" Arcee asked the weapon specialist.

"Nothing. Just made a lot of medic jokes is all," Ironhide laughed.

"Next time, I'm hitting you with a wrench," muttered the medic.

The weapon specialist was throwing in some more jokes as him and Arcee were laughing along, Ratchet was just standing there, looking ready to throw something. In a few kliks, Optimus came out of the communication room to where the rest of the team were at.

"So are we ready to head?" Jazz asked.

"Soon we will be. The others will be aboarding the ship soon, Prowl's team is about two kliks." Jazz felt his spark tingle at his mate's name and finally being able to see him. "Elita's team is about the same and Hot Rod's team will be here in a nanoklik."

The Ark dinged, main entrance door opened and they heard steps coming down the hall. The red mech, Hot Rod, was the first one in sight, giving a quick smile to the others. Behind him were Mirage, whom immediately went straight to Ratchet, giving him a kiss on the mouth; Blaster, Jazz's older brother; Jolt and Bluestreak. Jazz mentally slapped himself when he seen his brother. I didn't tell him.

"Hey-a Jazz," the older green and white mech said, giving his brother a hug. "Glad to see you a'right."

"It's good to see ya too," Jazz smiled back."Still single, I see."

"I ain't like you brother,"Blaster said. "I can't handle the bonding life; not yet anyway."

Hot Rod blinked before turning to Prime. "So you have located the Allspark?"

"Yes,"confirmed Optimus. "But lets wait for the others before I explain what we need to do."

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It didn't take long for the other two teams to show up. The spark mates whom were separated for so long reunited and were gladly in each others arms. Prowl held Jazz close, giving him kisses when no one else was looking and immediately going serious when the others came in.

"Bumblebee and Smokescreen are on what planet?" Sideswip asked as he took his seat beside his twin, Sunstreaker.

"Earth. According to the both, it is an organic planet,"Optimus said, standing next to Elita. Sighing, he continued, "Smokescreen confirmed that their are Decepticons there searching for the Allspark. As far as he could tell, Devastator and Bonecrusher are there."

Hound spoke this time, "If those two are there, Megatron won't be far."

Silently the Autobots agreed. Devastator and Bonecrusher were two of Megatron's must trusted, they were more trusted than Starscream and he was Megatron's SIC. Starscream was very...unsure, if that was even close to the right word. He did serve Megatron loyalily, he was the proud SIC of the Decepticons but he did fail countless times, did try to overrule Megatron, went on his own and rejoined the Decepticons.

"Once we find the Allspark and restore Cybertron, the war will be over,"Optimus said. "Megatron will be defeated and the Decepticons will stand down."

"Well,"Sunstreaker stretched, "for one thing, I'm looking forward to ending this."

Prowl nodded. Jazz let out a breath. "I won't be," he said, which caused every single bot to look at him with a shock or confused expression. They all knew that Jazz was at the top of the list of rebuilding their home planet but to hear him say he won't have a part of it got them. Jazz looked at his team that were also looking at him and he turned to Prowl. He vented out air, and he felt that he was being obvious to them. Finding his son was more important. "I-I am going to find Nightfire after this," he said,

"Nightfire?" Wheeljack asked, curiously. After a bit of not knowing where the pod disappeared to. "He's alive?"

"Yes," was all Jazz said. Prowl couldn't help but smiile to that and it was very, very, very, very rare to see Prowl smile these days.

Jazz leaned back into Prowl, going in and out of listening to Prime as he thought about how the reunion would go through in his processor over and over again. They were going to get their son back, Jazz was sure of it, and he wasn't going to let anything get in his way to reunite with him.

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Nathaniel was glad to be back at Epps'. He had a pretty long day with Epps and Lennox also spending a few hours with Sam. He still never told him the truth; they were too busy driving around town. Epps called a couple hours ago tellling him that something came up so he was running late tonight. Nathaniel just ordered a party sized pizza, eating it and watching The Walking Dead.

Carrier? Nathaniel sent out another heart-felt message out like he did last time.

Yes, my sparkling? Jazz came through.

I remember you. Nathaniel waited for a reply. Your Jazz, my Carrier and Prowl...he's my Sire.

You are correct, my dear. There was a pause. I want you to do something. Expand your heart and try the messaging again.

Nathaniel frowned at that but did it anyways. When he did it, he felt more whole. Did it work?

Nightfire? Came another mech voice. Son?

Nathaniel smiled back. It was his Sire. Prowl?

It's Sire to you, Prowl chuckled. I never expected to see this day at all.

I know about you two. I had Epps and Lennox to help me remember, he said, not even thinking that they wouldnt know that who those two were and why he couldnt remember them.

What is Epps and Lennox, Jazz asked.

Nathaniel blinked, forgetting that they had no idea who Epps and Lennox are. Those two were like his guardian angels at times when he needed to get away from Galloway.

They are my guardians.