Chapter 12: Pain and Suffering

The tunnels in the mine were dark with the exception of the soft glow of energon, gazing around the corner, a familiar pair of optics stared around the corner, making sure that the coast was clear.

Sighing with relief, Starscream emerged creeping through the tunnels, mumbling to himself. "This is ridiculous, me having to scrounge around for Megatron's scraps."

Just then, voices stared to echo through the tunnel. Hesitating in fear, Starscream turned and ran for the nearest cover.

Two Eradicons, walking side by side were talking. "Did you hear about what happened to Knockout?"

Shaking his head, the second Eradicon huff. "No. What?"

Shrugging the first eradicon laughed. "Well, apparently…when Knockout came running back he told Lord Megatron that the dimension he went to turned him human, and he wouldn't be caught dead there."

"Really?"

"Yeah, and apparently Lord Megatron got so angry that he made Knockout go back without any backup and told him not to ever return until he had viable information about Optimus Prime's location."

"Is that why he's been gone for so long?"

"Yeah."

Looking up, the second eradicon sighed. "How'd Knockout get to this dimension anyway."

As the two eradicons walked past the place where Starscream was hiding, the first eradicon huffed. "Lord Megatron did something to the space bridge to alter its operations…what exactly I don't know."

With that the eradicon's exited the tunnel and eventually their voices were lost.

Stepping out from the shadows, a wide mischievous grin appeared on Starscream's face. Turning away he chuckled quietly. "Optimus Prime is missing huh? And Lord Megatron and the Decepticons know where he is. Interesting…"

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Walking along the catwalk…Rafael stopped, watching Ratchet as he fumbled with the base computers. Sighing gravely…Raf whimpered. "Any luck Ratchet?"

Looking over his shoulder, then back at the computer screens, Ratchet lowered his gaze. "No Rafael, nothing yet."

Gazing downward, Raf breathed hard. It's been Almost three years, five months, seventeen days and twelve hours since Prime went missing…and with every day the Autobots felt like a little more hope was pulled away. Without Optimus…the war was already lost.

Coming in from patrol, Bulkhead stopped and transformed, slowly approaching Ratchet from behind. "Anything new Ratch'?"

Slowly shaking his head Ratchet groaned softly. "No. Nothing yet."

Looking away Bulkhead fell silent. Then within only a few moments growled and yelled in anger, smashing his fist down on the ground bridge control terminal.

Growling back Ratchet yelled. "Bulkhead! I needed that!"

Looking at Ratchet in rage…Bulkhead shuttered and turned away. "It's been almost three years since Prime went missing…"

Sighing Ratchet huffed. "I know…we all want him back Bulkhead."

Just then Arcee, Smokescreen and Bumblebee walked in, looking around. "Ratchet what was that loud noise?"

Bumblebee beeped in agreement.

Coming to a halt next to Raf, Jack shrugged. "It was nothing Arcee. Just a little release of frustration is all."

Sighing with a nod, Raf whimpered. "I think we all feel that way."

Rubbing Raf's back Miko smiled the best she could, then looked at Bulkhead. "Don't worry guys, we'll get Prime back. He's a tough guy, he won't go down without a fight."

The whole room then grew eerily quiet. But then the main computer terminal started to beep.

Turning around Ratchet pressed the screen and huffed in surprise. "It's an embedded message…from Starscream."

Huffing, Smokescreen scoffed. "The high-heeled, former Decepticon?"

Growling Bulkhead huffed. "And what does Screamy want?"

Reading the message, repeated for the others to hear:

"I have information regarding the location of your leader. Bring medical kit. Come alone."

Stepping forward Arcee's optics grew wide, as did every individual's. "He knows where Optimus is?!"

Setting a hand on Arcee's shoulder Bulkhead's voice sharpened. "What is it's a trick? It wouldn't be the first time Starscream has tried to use us. This also isn't the first time he's sent a message like this."

Tightening his jaw, Ratchet groaned quietly, then turned to the others. "We don't have a choice. We've been without Optimus' leadership for far too long, and cannot afford to wait any longer. We have to take the risk…for Optimus."

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The night was dark for the moon was covered by low hanging clouds. Sitting against the wall of the cliffs, Starscream sat cringing as his entire left side leaked energon badly. Suddenly a ground bridge portal opened mere yards away from where Starscream sat.

Exiting the bridge, ratchet, Bulkhead and Bumblebee emerged; Bulkhead and Bumblebee, bearing their guns ready for anything.

Looking up Starscream whined. "Why is it whenever I ask you to come alone, you always bring THEM!"

Looking down at Starscream, Ratchet huffed. "Where's Optimus?!"

Looking at his side Starscream whined. "I'll tell you…after you patch me up. I'm mere inches from death here!"

Walking up to Starscream, Ratchet activated his blade, holding it to Starscream's throat. "Enough games Starscream. Tell us where Optimus is!"

Holding us his hands, Starscream pleaded. "Okay, okay I'll tell you what I know! Just lower your blade."

Pulling it away Ratchet sharpened his tone, speaking harshly. "Where is OPTIMUS!"

Putting his hands in front of his face, Starscream continued to whimper. "He's in an alternate dimension of some sort."

Growling, Bulkhead waved his gun. "We already knew that."

Laughing sarcastically Starscream swallowed. "Perhaps but did you know that Megatron knows how to reach that reality and already has eyes looking for Optimus?"

Looking at Bulkhead then back at Starscream, Ratchet snarled. "How does that help us?!"

Smiling, Starscream laughed. "I know where the space bridge is…and I can tell you how to get to where your precious leader is."

Chuckling sarcastically, Bulkhead huffed. "Really? And what is it you want in return?"

Looking at his wounded side, and then up at the Autobots scowling, he whined loudly. "What do you think?!"

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"So let me get this straight…you don't know where Optimus is exactly, but you know where to start looking?" Arcee folded her arms resting on a leg, looking at Ratchet.

Slowly Ratchet nodded. "In a way…Starscream told us where the space bridge is…but we have to do the rest ourselves…"

Standing up from her kneeling position, Miko tilted her head. "What are you going to do Ratchet?"

Looking up at the kids on the catwalk…Ratchet nodded. "We're going to get Prime back."

Throwing up an arm, Smokescreen cheered. "Oh yeah! Let's take those 'Cons down, Ratch', I've been itching for some payback!"

Scoffing loudly, Ratchet scowled. "YOU are staying here and manning the ground bridge."

Watching in disbelief, Smokescreen whined. "What?! Why?"

Pointing a finger at Smokescreen, Ratchet huffed. "You are still too young and inexperienced for an operation such as this. The time will come when you get your chance to fight…until then, you perform the tasks given to you."

Groaning Smokescreen looked away. Talk about a letdown.

Activating the ground bridge, Ratchet turned to Bumblebee, Arcee and Bulkhead, then nodded before moving out.

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There were only two Vehicons and one eradicon stationed at the spacebridge control deep in an energon mine. Bridging to a tunnel, only a few hundred feet away Ratchet, Arcee, Bulkhead and Bumblebee quickly hid behind crates and surveyed the area. Upon entering the mine, Ratchet was transmitting a signal that would jam all transmissions…just like the first time they retrieved Optimus from Megatron.

Looking up, Ratchet motioned to move forward once the coast was clear.

Within fifteen minutes all vehicons that were in the tunnels had been eliminated swiftly and quietly. Moving into the main Bridge; Bulkhead, Arcee and Bumblebee made quick work of them.

Upon walking up to the main terminal computer, Ratchet immediately started looking for the coordinates that the Decepticons used. He would know which one would be the needed coordinates because of the knowledge that Optimus was in another dimension.

Sighing in slight relief, Ratchet nodded. "I found it. The coordinates…"

Turning around, Ratchet looked at Bulkhead, Bumblebee and Arcee. "Now remember only one of us can go. The rest of us need to return to base so that when the time comes, the other three can retrieve Prime and the other chosen candidate. So who's it going to be?"

Stepping forward, Bulkhead nodded. "I'll go. I'll find Optimus, and bring back to us."

Looking at Bulkhead, Arcee tightened her jaw. "A-Are you sure Bulkhead? You don't know what's going to be beyond that portal."

Shrugging, Bulkhead laughed. "One of us has got to do it…for Optimus…for team Prime. He would do it for any one of us. We owe him that."

Slowly Ratchet nodded. "Once you go through, more than likely you will be cut off from us. We don't know where Optimus is…so…we will give you two months to find Optimus. Two months to the day. Sixty days from now, the portal will be open…Bulkhead, you need to find Optimus and BRING HIM BACK. Alright?"

Nodding Bulkhead smiled. "Got it Ratchet, sixty days from today, be at the place that this space bridge drops me off. Got it."

Nodding, Ratchet turned away to the main space bridge control. Activating it, the space bridge roared to life making the same horrible hissing noise that it made when Knockout went through for the first time.

Looking back, Bulkhead smiled and shrugged. "I'll bring Optimus back…I swear I'll bring him back."

Nodding Ratchet tied to smile. "We know you will."

Arcee also tried to smile. "Good luck Bulkhead."

Looking away into the abyss of the space bridge Bulkhead groaned. "I'm coming for you Optimus."

Then, without any more delay, Bulkhead ran into and disappeared into the spacebridge.

Upon shutting the space bridge down, there was a long pause of silence. Turning away, Ratchet groaned. "It's up to Bulkhead now…"

….*****….

What is the purpose of a dream?

Do we as individuals have to experience them in order to gain a greater understanding of this universe or are they random occurrences of synapses fired deep within the core of our brains? Why do we experience dreams? What are their purpose in this mystery we call life?

That was a question that Optimus longed to have answered…especially over the past four months.

Jacklyn was already two months pregnant when she had given Optimus the news, and due to the fear of embarrassment, Optimus and Jacklyn wasted no time in waiting to set a wedding date.

On top of that, Optimus wasted no time in filing the adoption papers for Cole and Kira.

As so to spare Jacklyn the embarrassment of walking down the aisle with a pregnant belly, which personally Optimus saw no problem with…but respected Jacklyn's wishes; thus married a different way.

Optimus and Jacklyn were married on a Tuesday evening in a small church on the outskirts of town. The only people that attended were John, Matilda, Janae, Cole Kira and Eric Reace. They served as witnesses to Jacklyn and Optimus' union, and neither one of them would have had it any other way.

Lying in bed next to Jacklyn in the dim light of the bedside lamp, only two months after the event, Optimus sighed lovingly. He could remember the way her hair and eyes glistened in the sunlight that shined brightly through the large circular stained glass window they stood in front of as they recited their vows, he remembered the way she stared at him, the love in her eyes…in her heart.

Optimus couldn't forget the way his heart was pounding as he said his 'I-do's. And never…not ever would he forget the kiss.

The kiss he gave his bride, to unify them in a holy union. Regardless of whether he believed in the human god or Primus, he felt that the marriage between him and Jacklyn was legit. They were now husband and wife…and had been for almost three months.

In that time, lots of things had changed.

Jacklyn, for one. Her abdomen seemed as though, with every passing day was growing just a little bit bigger, for the baby within her was getting stronger.

Closing his eyes, Optimus breathed slowly.

He remembered what he had thought…on that day, at the cabin when he watched Jacklyn hold baby Emily for the first time; how it would have maybe been nice to experience that feeling, of having a little one for himself.

But now…

Now that that was happening…he wasn't so sure.

Chuckling softly, he shook his head…staring at the gradient of the ceiling. A baby was a big deal, a very big deal. Already, seven and a half months have passed, and if what Jacklyn said combined with his online research was true, the gestation period for an average human baby within the womb was only nine months. Jacklyn was already well in her third trimester of her pregnancy. Though, regrettably to Optimus…the pregnancy has gone anything but swiftly.

Thinking back he could remember the morning sickness, the mood swings, the strange late night cravings like toasted peanut butter and dill pickle sandwiches that Jacklyn would plead Optimus to make for her.

Then there was the shopping day.

Then there were the parenting classes which Jacklyn claimed was more for his benefit…

And finally there was the baby shower…

Being the only male there besides John was something he'd' soon rather forget.

Shaking the thought from his mind, Optimus rolled over looking at Jacklyn again.

She looked so beautiful when she slept.

Just then, something caught Optimus' eye.

Looking down at Jacklyn's abdomen, Optimus paused in somewhat awe.

Through the thin blanket, a small hand pushed outward from within Jacklyn.

It was the baby.

Optimus sat up and paused for a great deal of time, before seeing the baby do it again, only this time, with both hands.

Chuckling, Optimus quickly caught himself and looked at Jacklyn, making certain his laugh did not wake her.

Looking back at her abdomen, he watched as the baby continued to move.

Then he had a thought; when an infant is inside its mother…can it dream?

Watching Jacklyn's abdomen move, Optimus smiled. If that was the case, what could their baby be dreaming about?

Gently resting his hand on Jacklyn's abdomen, Optimus sighed…almost lovingly.

Maybe…having a new baby wasn't going to be that bad. What if it actually turned out to be the best thing to happen to him? Just then, his eyes fell on the wedding band around his finger, a finger that resided now against Jacklyn.

Sighing, Optimus whispered for only him to hear. "Everything that happens in this life…happens for a reason. That's why you happened…"

Gently rubbing Jacklyn's pregnant belly, Optimus could distinctly feel the baby's hand pushing up against his own.

Letting his gaze soften, Optimus smiled. Sitting up, he slowly leaned over Jacklyn, checking with a quick glance to make sure he hadn't wakened her. Looking back down at her abdomen, he slowly pulled the covers away, and pulled her shirt up, so that her skin was exposed.

Optimus had remembered Jacklyn having said that an infant residing within its mother's womb can hear as early as the sixteenth week of pregnancy…and apparently, some studies say baby's can hear the lower tone of a male's voice easier than the higher tone of a female voice. So…it would stand to reason…that the baby should be able to hear voices now.

Sighing, Optimus gently caressed Jacklyn abdomen and spoke quietly. "I don't know if you can even hear me little one. Or even if you want to hear me…but I just want you to know…that no matter how uncertain I am receiving you…no matter how…uncertain I am about all of this..."

Looking away Optimus felt foolish, why was he even doing this.

"Don't stop Optimus."

Looking up suddenly, Optimus saw that Jacklyn was awake, watching him and smiling. "It can hear you. Talk to your baby Optimus."

Sighing, Optimus reluctantly looked back down. "…know…that I'm here little one. Now show me that you are here."

There was a long pause where nothing happened at all.

Looking away, Optimus scoffed thinking he did something foolish, when all of a sudden, Jacklyn's abdomen moved again, and the baby's hand pushed up center against Optimus'.

Looking at Jacklyn, Optimus couldn't help but smile a little bit.

It heard him. It actually heard and responded to him.

Resting his forehead against Jacklyn, Optimus sighed, breathing slowly. Maybe making room in this baby wasn't going to be as hard as he thought.

Just then, Jacklyn laughed softly.

Looking up, Optimus sat up smiling. "What?"

Shaking her head she smiled. "What are you doing?"

Looking back down, and then up again, Optimus shrugged.

Sitting up Jacklyn breathed softly. Looking at Optimus she laughed softly. "I know it must be hard for you Optimus. I mean it's already been seven and a half months…and some days I don't believe it myself—."

Looking down at herself, Jacklyn smiled gently caressing her pregnant belly. "—but I'm reminded every day."

Sitting up next to Jacklyn, Optimus gently put an arm around her and leaned against her.

Looking up at him, she smiled sheepishly. "It must be hard for you."

Gazing down, Optimus raised a curious brow. "What do you mean?"

Shrugging, Jacklyn looked away. "It's easy for me to feel close to the baby as it is now…it's sharing a body with me…but for you; I just mean that it must be hard for you to feel close to the baby since you haven't had a chance to get to know it like the way I have."

Looking away Optimus was silent…how did Jacklyn know?

Snuggling into Optimus' neck, Jacklyn cooed softly. "Don't worry Optimus…I'm sure when the time comes…you'll feel the same way I do."

Lying down against Optimus, Jacklyn sighed lovingly closing her eyes.

Looking away, Optimus couldn't help but wonder is what Jacklyn said was true, would he feel the same way?

Lying down with Jacklyn in his arms, Optimus sighed as he turned off the light.

Life's changes were something that no matter how hard you tried to run from, they still in some way or another manage to catch up to you.

Rolling over, Optimus stared at the ceiling. Closing his eyes, he laughed softly.

What if Ratchet or the others could see him now?

They probably wouldn't recognize him even if they did ever see him again.

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Upon waking the next morning, Optimus closed the mirror to the medicine cabinet in the bathroom and gazed at his reflection.

Almost three years ago today, he could hardly recognize himself from the first time he gazed at his human reflection.

Running his hand over his face, Optimus sighed. Facial hair now covered the majority of his upper lip, and chin. Instead of a mustache, he had a full beard.

His face wasn't the only thing that changed.

He wasn't the same, full muscular man he was before, now…he had a little meat on him.

Walking in, Jacklyn watched Optimus as he examined himself. Watching Jacklyn in the mirror, Optimus sighed. "It's amazing how far we've come in just a few short years…isn't it?"

Nodding, Jacklyn smiled. "Yes it is."

Turning his head, Optimus ran his fingers through his hair, groaning quietly.

Walking up, Jacklyn gently caressed Optimus' shoulders. "You know what?"

Looking over his shoulder, Optimus smiled. "What?"

Flicking a lock of hair out of Optimus' eyes, she grinned evilly. "You really need a haircut."

Pulling Optimus by his pants, she laughed. "Come on, I'll cut your hair for you."

Walking into the kitchen, Jacklyn made Optimus sit in a low setting chair, putting a towel around Optimus' front.

Looking down at him she smiled. "Wait here…"

Optimus watched as she walked out of the kitchen. Leaning back in his chair he let out a long sigh.

The children were gone away at school today, but he didn't have to work due to an insulation of new software being done to the company's computers. No work could really be done until the computer technicians finished said updates. As for Jacklyn, she was on maternity leave until the baby was born.

Walking back in, Jacklyn set down an electronic shaver, scissors, shaving cream and a razor. Looking at Optimus, she smiled. "How short do you want your hair?"

Breathing out, Optimus shrugged. "It matters not to me. Cut it as short as you see fit."

Sighing Jacklyn nodded. "Okay. If that's what you want."

Slowly, Jacklyn turned on the shaver an slowly started to cut hair away. Optimus watched as locks of hair drifted in front of his face falling to the floor.

Picking up the scissors, Jacklyn carefully trimmed Optimus' hair further. Looking at him and then again at what she was doing she laughed softly. "I like Melody."

Turning his head slightly, Optimus furrowed his brows. "What?"

Turning his head back around, Jacklyn huffed. "Hold still, I don't want to cut your ear by accident."

Continuing to cut away, Jacklyn laughed. "I meant I like the name Melody. As a girl's name."

Putting the scissors down, she smiled. Cranking his neck back, Optimus watched Jacklyn. "Melody huh? Love, you're not by any chance trying to tell me something, are you?"

Laughing Jacklyn shook her head. "No…I'm not. I'm just saying that I like the name Melody…that's all."

Sitting back with his face up and eyes closed, Optimus smiled. "And what if it's a boy? What would you wish to name it then?"

Grabbing the shaving cream, Jacklyn carefully slathered shaving cream on Optimus' face and chin, with the exception of his upper lip.

Turning on the water to the sink, Jacklyn grabbed the razor and started wiping the cream off his face with the razor's blade.

Optimus laid still, with his eyes closed, at Jacklyn worked quietly. Looking at Optimus she smiled and laugh. Opening his eyes, he watched her and smiled.

Leaning down, she gently kissed Optimus on the forehead and whispered. "I love you."

Looking up Optimus chuckled softly. "Jacklyn?"

"Yes dear?"

Motioning with a finger, Optimus smiled. "You…uh…have—."

Feeling her face, she laughed. She had shaving cream on her chin.

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After Jacklyn finished, Optimus sat up and wiped his face clean. Jacklyn then held up a hand held mirror for him to see. Looking into it, he smiled. Now he looked just the way he did when he first came here. With the exception of a few things.

Standing up, he turned to Jacklyn and smiled. "Thank you love."

Resting up against Optimus, Jacklyn smiled lovingly. "You're welcome."

Leaning down, Optimus gently stole a kiss. Gently pulling away, Jacklyn laughed putting her hand on his cheek. "Do you want to know something?"

Looking down Optimus smiled. "What?"

Shrugging, Jacklyn just smiled. "I think you're going to make a wonderful father for this baby…whether you believe it or not."

Smiling, Optimus shrugged. "Do you really believe that?"

Nodding, Jacklyn smiled. "I really do believe that."

Just then Jacklyn cringed holding her abdomen. Watching with concern, Optimus held her, eyes filled with worry. "Jacklyn, what is it? What's wrong?"

Jacklyn kept her eyes shut for a few moments, holding her belly. Looking up at Optimus, she smiled sheepishly. "I'm okay Optimus…the baby is just kicking, that's all."

Moving away from Optimus, Jacklyn gently sat on the couch with a sigh.

Sitting beside her, Optimus continued to watch with some concern. "Are you certain that you are alright?"

Chuckling half heartedly, Jacklyn smiled. "Optimus I'm fine. It was just a kick, nothing more. Honest."

Leaning back Optimus mumbled to himself softly. Laughing, Jacklyn gently nudged Optimus. "But you can do something for me."

Looking at Jacklyn, Optimus raised a brow. "Oh, and what would that be?"

Snuggling up next to him, Jacklyn batted her eyes at Optimus, holding a few dollar bills in her hand. "Could you please be a dear and run down to the coffee shop on the corner and get me a slice of strawberry cheesecake? I've been dying for a piece all morning."

Looking at the money and then at Jacklyn, Optimus sighed taking it. "Alright. I'll do it."

Leaning up, Jacklyn kissed Optimus on the cheek. "You're the best."

Getting up, Optimus moved toward the door nodding, while waving a dismissive hand. "I know. I know. You tell me that every time I do something for you."

As the door closed, Jacklyn shook her head laughing, then leaned back looking at her abdomen again. "You're really going to love your daddy… once you get a chance to know him."

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The sidewalks were always fairly busy on that corner, especially around noon. For being a residential area of the city, there were a few good cafes and bakeries that offered excellent choices in food. But one in particular was Jacklyn's favorite. The Sit & Stay Café. To Jacklyn, it was the source of the best cheesecake in the city, and if that's what Jacklyn wanted, that's what she was getting.

Walking in to a bell ringing, Optimus was immediately greeted by an elderly man with large glasses and a blue and white striped apron. Over the course of Jacklyn's pregnancy, Optimus had become a regular to the café.

"Good morning Mr. Prime! How is your wife today?"

"Good morning Mr. Borgo." Closing the door, Optimus opened his jacket. "She is doing rather well. The baby has been kicking more lately."

Moving down the counter, the man smiled. "Little ones within the womb tend to move more after the sixth month." Chuckling he clasped his hands together. "So then, what can I get for you today?"

Returning the chuckle, Optimus smiled. "I need Jacklyn's usual."

With a thumbs up, Mr. Borgo turned away. "One slice of our famous strawberry cheesecake, coming up."

Turning away, Mr. Borgo yelled. "Romano! Affrettati a finire! Ho bisogno di un pezzo di cheesecake fragola ora!"

Poking his head from the back kitchen, a young Italian boy in his early twenties huffed. "Zio, sto lavorando il più velocemente possibile!"

Pointing a dangerous finger, Mr. Borgo huffed. "Do not use that tone with me boy. Do are you are told! Ora sbrigati!"

Looking back at Optimus, Mr. Borgo smiled. "It will be ready shortly."

Nodding respectively, Optimus bowed his head. "Thank you."

Turning away, Optimus watched as various people in the café as well as people out on the street went about their lives. With a chuckle, he sighed. What if ever one of these people knew about the bigger world out there? What if they knew about everything taking place just a dimension away from theirs? All they had to worry about was the happenings that conspired on their planet. They lived such a peaceful, quiet…clueless existence.

Turning back around, Optimus rested his arms on the counter shaking his head with a chuckle.

He was still doing it.

Three years of being away from the Autobots…away from the Decepticons…away from the war, the relics, away from everything he once knew. It's been three years and he was still thinking about it. Three years and he was still thinking about the time he was Cybertronian.

Apparently you can try not to remember…but…you never truly forget.

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"Curse this accursed human form! When I find you Prime, I swear I will make you pay for making me come here!"

Moving through the busy streets of Phoenix, Knockout was following a tracking system. Looking at it and then around at the people walking, Knockout scowled. "Where are you Prime?"

Just then, a man talking on his cell phone accidently bumped into Knockout. Growling, Knockout yelled. "Hey, watch where you're going!"

Looking up from his phone, the guy scowled. "Bite me, pal."

Growling, Knockout turned away in a huff. "I hate humans."

Looking at his tracking device Knockout clenched his jaw smiling. "At least we still have ONE thing different from these fleshlings. WE still give off a slightly different energy signature. So…it won't be long now Optimus, until I find you. And when I do, Lord Megatron will reward me."

Just then the tracking device beeped an error message. Growling, Knockout nearly threw the device out of frustration. "Unfortunately this hunk of junk only works in close proximity of the target."

Stopping, Knockout looked around and growled. Sitting, at a shaded café table, Knockout sighed in frustration.

"Can I get you anything, sir?"

Looking up, Knockout met the face of a fairly young human girl. Scowling slightly, Knockout looked away waving her off. "No, leave me be."

Scowling slightly herself, she left looking at Knockout over her shoulder as she left.

Setting the device down, Knockout growled in frustration. "Trying to find Optimus Prime in this place is like trying to find a servo in a scrap yard."

Just then, across the street, the door to another café opened and someone walked out. It was a man with dark black hair and mustache, was somewhat muscular and was wearing a thin, black zip-up hoodie.

It was Optimus.

Just then, the tracking device in Knockout's possession started to beep wildly.

Wheeling around Knockout looked across the street.

At that moment, Optimus and Knockout's eyes met, and almost an expression of shock as well as horror filled Optimus' eyes. Human or Decepticon, he would recognize that ruthless smile anywhere.

Knockout didn't need to scanner to verify that it was Optimus Prime, just from his stance and the way he looked at him now…it was most defiantly him.

That was Optimus Prime.

Immediately busting into a sprint, Knockout took off down the street.

Without even stopping to think, Optimus dropped the bag in his hand and sprinted after him.

Being only a few feet behind, Optimus watched as Knockout turned the corner, barreling with every ounce of speed he could muster.

Stopping for a split second, Optimus cut through the alley hoping to cut him off.

He knew he couldn't catch Knockout on foot, but Optimus had had more time to learn this city from the ground up. He knew where there were short cuts…

Looking over his shoulder, Knockout laughed at seeing Optimus was no longer behind him. Obviously Prime as gotten a little soft being around humans and has fallen out of shape. Now…all he had to do was get back to Lord Megatron and tell him where Optimus was.

Suddenly, something slammed into Knockout, knocking him off his feet into a nearby pile of trash.

Breathing hard Optimus rolled his shoulders looking at the body fumbling to get out of the trash.

"Are you trying to ruin what little respectable image I have left?!"

Nodding Optimus knew…that was Knockout alright.

Those red eyes couldn't belong to anyone else.

Grabbing Knockout by the collar of his shirt, Optimus dragged Knockout into a nearby alley.

Slamming him against the brick wall he growled. "How did you find me Knockout?"

Shrugging, Knockout chuckled. "Good to see you too Prime…it's been a while."

Tightening his grip, Optimus lowered his voice. "Do not make me ask you again."

Laughing smugly Knockout smiled. "Do you really expect me to tell you?

Scowling Optimus huffed. "Very well, then allow me to ask you this—." Tightening his grip on Knockout's throat, Optimus moved closer and growled. "How did you find me?"

Shrugging, Knockout smiled. "We Decepticons have our ways."

Raising Knockout higher Optimus barked. "I will not ask again Knockout, how did you find me?"

Clawing at Optimus hand that held steady grip on his throat, Knockout croaked. "We…found this place by reconfiguring…the algorithms from…the portal that brought you here…we reversed the affects and reconfigured them to bring us to the same coordinates."

Putting Knockout back down, Optimus spoke slowly. "Are you telling me, that you have a way back to our reality."

Shrugging with a smile, Knockout laughed. "Naturally."

Loosening his grip slightly Optimus huffed. "Alright Knockout…where is the rescue portal."

Laughing sarcastically, Knockout huffed. "Like I would tell you?! As soon as Lord Megatron discovers your location…he will come…and you and every little human you've made relations with will parish under his hand."

Just then a police car and an ambulance suddenly blared by with their sirens on.

If only Optimus hadn't looked away for that slit second.

Using the distraction to his advantage, Knockout busted free from Optimus' grip and sprinted down the alley. Looking over his shoulder, Knockout yelled mockingly. "I'll be sure to tell the rest of team Prime you said hello…"

Sprinting after him, Optimus knew Knockout couldn't get away…too much was at stake…

Rushing around the corner, Optimus suddenly slid to a full stop.

He was gone. Knockout was gone.

The entire alley was barren and deserted.

Growling, Optimus cursed himself. How could this have happened? This of all things…

Finally…his past was catching up to him.

Shaking his head Optimus sighed. Then suddenly he looked up.

Jacklyn and the baby…Cole and Kira…they were all in danger.

Forgetting about Knockout, Optimus turned back around and sprinted in the direction of home; in the direction of his family whose lives very well may be at stake.

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Upon running up Optimus stopped frozen in horror. The ambulance that had driven past the alley just a few minutes before was pulling out from in front of the apartment building where Optimus and Jacklyn lived.

The ambulance blared past him and disappeared down the road.

Looking over, Optimus saw a police officer getting into his car. Sprinting over, Optimus breathed hard. "Excuse me?! Can you tell me who just left in that ambulance?"

Looking up the police officer raised his brows. "Come again sir?"

Hesitant Optimus pointed down the street in the direction the ambulance went. "That ambulance that just left! Can you tell me who was in it?"

Shaking his head, the police officer sighed. "Sir, I cannot discuss this kind of private information with you at this time."

Grabbing the police officer's arm, Optimus pleaded. "Please…my wife and I along with our children live in this building. My wife is Jacklyn Prime and she is almost seven and a half months pregnant. Can you at least tell me that the person taken away in the ambulance was not her?"

Suddenly the police officer fell quiet…confirming Optimus' worst fears.

Shaking his head, Optimus sprinted away into the building basement. Reaching after him, the police officer yelled. "Sir! Sir wait!"

Just then there was a loud screeching of tires as Optimus' black pick-up came barreling out up the ramp.

Making a sharp turn, Optimus burnt out as he put the accelerator to the floor.

Cursing the police officer got into his vehicle activating his strobe lights and sirens in pursuit of Optimus who in turn was in pursuit of the ambulance carrying Jacklyn.

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…

Immediately upon entering the hospital, Optimus asked the front desk where Jacklyn's room was. The front nurse was trying to be patient but Optimus had no room for patience.

Hearing a commotion, Janae quickly walked up and saw Optimus. "Dianne, It's okay we'll take care of all that later. Optimus you best come with me."

Moving away from the front desk, Optimus trotted quickly next to Janae. "Please Janae can you tell me what's going on? How is Jacklyn? Is she and the baby going to be alright?"

Looking at Optimus, Janae led Optimus to a waiting room and made him sit. "We got a call from Jacklyn about twenty five minutes ago. She was complaining about sharp pains in her side near her uterus and was starting to hemorrhage. She's in pre-op now getting ready to go into surgery."

Shaking his head, Optimus furrowed his brow in confusion. "I don't understand…what's happening?"

Sighing gravely, Janae cringed. "We're not sure exactly…but the best we can figure, the placenta is dis-attaching from the uterine wall, causing premature labor. The baby is losing blood and oxygen due to the location of the dis-attachment and because the baby is transverse, Jacklyn cannot deliver naturally so we need to do a cesarean. On top of all that Jacklyn is bleeding internally and has lost a lot of blood. She's probably being moved into the ER now."

Standing Optimus lowered his tone. "I need to be with her."

Stopping him Janae sighed. "I know you want to be with her. But with her life and the baby's life on the line, there are going to be a lot of surgeons in there trying to work. If you go in there…you'll just be in the way. I know it's hard…but I'm asking you to stay out here and be patient."

Slowly Janae started to walk away. "I promise I will be back as soon as I can with news on Jacklyn."

Watching Janae leave, Optimus slowly sat putting his face in his hands.

First Knockout has to find him, then he discovers there's a way back, then he finds out Megatron wants to kill him and now THIS?!

Setting his face in his hands, Optimus shook his head.

Now his wife and his baby's lives were at stake without the threat of Decepticons…

…could this day become any worse?

…

…

One of Jacklyn's friends and co-workers was kind enough to offer to pick the kids up from school and bring them to the hospital.

Cole and Kira had been in this place numerous times…but never like this. For all of them, waiting was the hardest part.

Sitting curled in Optimus' lap, Kira stayed quiet watching everything that went on.

Looking up at Optimus, Kira whispered. "Daddy, is mommy going to be okay?"

Gazing down at Kira, Optimus smiled the best he could. "Of course she's going to be okay Kira. The baby just decided it was coming a little early…that's all."

Leaning against Optimus, Cole sighed. "How long have we been here?"

Wrapping an arm around Cole, Optimus sighed. "I don't know Cole; maybe a couple hours or so."

It had in fact been five hours since Optimus had gotten there and Jacklyn had gone into surgery. Optimus wasn't even counting the minutes any more. Now, he was just hoping for news to come soon.

Slowly walking out, Janae smiled the best she could. "Optimus?"

Looking up from having his attention on Cole and Kira, Optimus saw Janae standing there watching them.

Setting Kira on his seat as he stood up, Optimus turned to the two of them. "Stay here for a moment, I'm going to speak with Janae."

Both Cole and Kira nodded, sinking into their seats. Moving toward Janae, Optimus glanced over his shoulder before turning his full attention to Janae. "How is she?"

Sighing she shrugged. "She's awake, but she's still somewhat recuperating from the anesthetics."

Quieting his voice Optimus watched in concern. "And…the baby?"

Smiling, Janae bowed her head. "The baby is just fine. She's a little underweight, but that's why we're going to keep her here for a few days just to get a few pounds on her before she goes home."

Looking at Janae, Optimus' jaw almost dropped. "She? You mean it's a—."

Nodding Janae laughed. "Yes…you have a baby girl…a daughter."

Optimus fell silent for a few moments as he tried to understand the gravity of what he just heard. He as a daughter?

He has a daughter.

Smiling sheepishly, Optimus opened his mouth but no words came out. Laughing softly, Janae nodded…somehow she just knew what he wanted to ask. "Yeah…you can see her. She's in room 103, it's just around the corner."

Turning around Optimus looked at Cole and Kira who were watching him. Janae smiled rubbing his shoulder. "Don't worry. I'll sit out here with the these two. You and Jacklyn need some time alone."

Pushing Optimus along, Janae told him to scoot. She pushed him all the way into the room, closing the door behind him.

Slowly walking into the room, Optimus stopped at suddenly hearing the cries of an infant. The crying quickly subsided only to be replaced with soft whimpering noises and coos. Looking across the room, Optimus saw Jacklyn with a small pink bundle in her arms.

The breath was taken from his very lungs at that moment, and it almost felt like his legs couldn't move.

Looking up Jacklyn smiled tiredly and laughed. "Hi."

Optimus breathed slowly. "Hi."

Smiling, Jacklyn looked back down at the bundle in her arms then looked up laughing. "Optimus, come here."

Optimus approached quietly and cautiously wondered what may be in store for him next.

But what he got, he did not expect. Looking down, into Jacklyn's arms, Optimus saw something that changed his heart…that melted it.

Nestled within her mother's arms, a tiny, newborn baby girl lay asleep breathing slowly. She was everything new born baby's were said to be and more.

She was perfect. Everything from the thin blackish brown hairs on her head to the cute little toes on her feet. Though she was no bigger than a small loaf of bread, and he could probably hold her whole mid section in the palm of his hand…she was still prefect.

Looking up at Optimus' dumbstruck face, Jacklyn laughed.

Looking at Jacklyn, Optimus was still lost for words. Where there even words in existence to describe the emotions he was feeling right now?

Looking back down, Jacklyn smiled. "Isn't she just beautiful?"

Breathing hardly at all, Optimus spoke slowly. "She's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

Looking at one another, Optimus and Jacklyn's eyes met. Smiling Optimus looked back down at the baby who was squirming making soft whimpering noises.

Just then, a pair of pretty sapphire blue eyes stared up at Jacklyn and Optimus, watching them.

Giggling softly, Jacklyn rested her head against Optimus'. "She has your eyes, sweet-heart."

Smiling Optimus fell silent. No words could describe the amount of joy …and pride that Optimus was feeling swell within the center of his chest…within his heart.

Looking at Optimus, Jacklyn sighed softly, and shifted the baby toward Optimus.

Looking at Jacklyn with some weight of confusion, Optimus wasn't quite sure.

Smiling, Jacklyn cooed softly. "Hold her Optimus. Hold your baby girl."

Looking down at the bundle of pink blankets, Optimus swallowed hard before finally nodding. Putting his arms gently around her, Optimus was slow and quiet.

Resting a hand on Optimus' arm, she could tell that he was nervous. But…this was his first baby

Holding her close next to his chest, Optimus suddenly felt something new…something nice…

Slowly rising off the bed, Optimus walked to the window with the baby in his arms, watching her the whole time. Looking at Jacklyn, he smiled and then looked back at his baby.

Was this feeling…this need to…love and protect…to nurture and defend…was this what all father's felt when they held their children for the first time?

Gently caressing the baby's cheek, Optimus felt as though…

Suddenly a tear ran down the side of his face.

Jacklyn couldn't believe it. Optimus…

…was crying…but not with tears of sorrow…but with tears of joy.

Wiping the tears away, Optimus breathed hard and laughed sheepishly.

Smiling warmly, Jacklyn shook her head. "It's okay Optimus. I know how you feel."

Looking at her hands, Jacklyn brightened up and pouted playfully. "Now give her back to me…I want to see her."

With some hesitation, and a lot of will power, Optimus did give the baby back to Jacklyn, but sat close, watching, keeping a hand on her covers.

"Mommy? Daddy?"

Looking up simultaneously, both Optimus smiled at the sight of Kira and Cole peeking in the door.

Opening it all the way, Janae smiled. "They wanted to make sure you were okay Jackie."

Smiling Jacklyn nodded and laughed. "That's okay."

Looking at Cole and Kira, Jacklyn smiled warmly. "Guys, come here. I want to show you something."

Running over to the bed, both Cole and Kira climbed up to get a look. Smiling Jacklyn pulled the pink covers back to better show the baby's face. "Meet your new baby sister."

Both sitting in awe, Cole and Kira smiled. Looking up Kira beamed. "Mommy, what's her name?"

Looking at Optimus, Jacklyn shrugged…they haven't even talked about a name.

Smiling, Optimus kneeled holding Kira. "Her name is Melody." Looking at Jacklyn, Optimus smiled.

With her eyes softened, Jacklyn laughed shaking her head, then looked at Kira. "Yes, her name is Melody."

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…

No matter how much Optimus wanted to tell Jacklyn about Knockout, he just could not bring himself to tell her the truth.

After everything that had happened today…with baby Melody being born, Optimus just could not stain the happy occasion.

Lying in bed alone that night wasn't easy, but considering Jacklyn had just delivered, it was necessary that she at least stay one night in the hospital.

Putting his head back on the pillow, Optimus inhaled and exhaled loudly.

His thoughts were 'thinking about Jacklyn and the baby, about Cole and Kira. None of what Knockout said was going to bother him…if it came down to it…he would take his family away. So far away that no Decepticon OR human could ever find them or threaten to harm them.

Laying his arms under his head, Optimus smiled and chuckled. Setting aside the words of Knockout, Optimus felt like he was the king of the world. Nothing could tear that down for him. Nothing.

Just then the phone rang. Answering it, Optimus was cheerful…but within a few short moments, all that changed. Slowly letting the phone fall from his ear to the floor, a voice kept asking "hello? Are you there? Mr. Prime?"

Just a few short moments ago, Optimus was on top of the world…now…just as fast as his world was built up…it came crashing down…in a devastating, fiery inferno.

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…

The doctors said…there was nothing that they could have done.

The bleeding was internal and could not have been detected until it was too late.

That she lived a long, good life and that they were sorry for his loss.

To Optimus…they were nothing more than words…

They were just words…and no amount of them said…could bring Jacklyn back.

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What is death?

Most common human dictionary state's that death is the following: the act of dying, cessation, esp. of life. But what is it really? What is the act of dying as far as one's heart is concerned?

…

No amount of words, or actions could take away the pain and anguish Optimus was feeling in his heart. It almost felt as though a piece of him was ripped away suddenly, and the wound was left behind to fester. Jacklyn was a part of him…a part of him that was gone. Her body was now nothing more than a cold, empty, lifeless container that once held the most beautiful spark in the universe.

Why did it have to be her?

Of all the people in this world, why did her life have to be the one swallowed by the dark, cold talons of death?

Optimus couldn't understand…he didn't want to understand.

Just when everything seemed to be going so right…why did everything have to turn out so wrong?

Why couldn't it have been him instead?

Why did those children have to lose their mother?

Why were the hands of fate being so cruel and thankless?

Why? Why? Why? WHY? WHY? WHY?!

Nothing in this twisted, sparkless world made any sense anymore…nothing…

…

Though, it was honestly to be expected…the children took it the hardest.

Though it really didn't sink in at first, the message soon became clear that it was no joke…when Optimus himself fell to his knees.

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The funeral was scheduled for a Tuesday in the middle of June. Though it was late in the year, the cherry trees in the cemetery were blossoming.

It was late evening as the sun was setting that she was buried. She would have wanted to be laid to rest during the twilight hours of the day.

Many people came, and said their good byes. Staff from the hospital that worked with Jacklyn, people that worked with Optimus, friends, family…

Many people loved and adored Jacklyn…and her passing was hard on all of them.

But not as hard as it was on Optimus.

Standing there, dressed in his suit, Optimus fought and fought and fought with all his strength not to do what was not permitted to him.

Watching them lower Jacklyn into the warm black earth was the breaking point. Whatever Optimus may have been before, whatever…commander exterior he may have managed to hold onto in these past years was suddenly lost.

He could not hold back the burning, aching tears festering…building with the pain.

His wife…the mother of his children, adopted and or biological…the best friend he ever had in this world or any world…was gone.

Everything he had come to accept…came to appreciate… was shattered.

He would not hold back the tears any longer. He was done trying to be the strong, emotionless man molded to be for others. For once…for himself…he was going to say goodbye.

…

After the services were done, and everyone was going to their cars to go home, a familiar voice called to Optimus. "How dare you…"

Turning around, Optimus was suddenly met by a hand across his face.

Wheeling back Optimus looked, only to see Caroline glaring at him furiously. "This is all your fault!"

Grabbing Caroline suddenly, John pleaded. "Mother please! This is not the time or the place!"

Pulling away she bellowed. "This is the perfect time and place!" Pointing to Optimus, she roared murderously. "This imbecile killed Jacklyn! If he would have left when I warned him too, none of this would have happened!"

Looking at Optimus in the eye, she hissed. "Jacklyn's death…her blood…is on your hands. You killed my daughter…and you will pay."

Turning away, Optimus slowly opened the door to the truck and looked at Cole and Kira who were watching their grandmother.

Growling, Caroline snarled loudly. "Mark my words, you will pay for this! Do you hear me?! You will pay!"

Starting the truck, Optimus quickly drove away out of the cemetery.

John's vehicle along with various others followed.

Huffing, Caroline watched and growled. "That son of a bitch took my daughter's life…I will make him suffer for what he has done."

"You really should try to control that temper of yours Caroline."

Without glancing over her shoulder, Caroline smiled mischievously. "Henry T Bennet. So nice of you to stop by."

Walking out from the shaded protection of a nearby tree, a tall, lanky figure adjusted the over coat to his tux. "Please, you called me here to discuss business…"

Scowling out the corner of her eyes for but a moment, Caroline shrugged. "Very well…we might as well skip formalities and get straight to the point."

Looking at the man, Caroline growled. "I want him broken Henry."

Folding his arms, the man raised a brow. "Broken how?"

Turning back around, Caroline snarled quietly. "I want my grandchildren taken from that…buffoon."

Walking up beside Caroline, the man paused. "You want me to win you legal guardianship of those children? What about the new born?"

Shaking her slowly, Caroline huffed. "No. I don't want the infant. That may also be Jacklyn's child…but it shares blood with him. No, I just want Cole and Kira."

Shrugging the man huffed. "And just how exactly do you intend to claim custody to your grandchildren?"

Gazing up at Henry, Caroline's voice sharpened. "You are my lawyer…I'm paying you to find a way."

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…

Supper that night was very quiet. Neither Cole nor Kira really had any ambition to talk, not that anyone could blame them.

Their mother was gone. Their father was somewhere around the world probably on a fancy yacht with a mistress or two. Their grandmother despised them, and the aunt and uncle who adored them were already on their way back to Washington D.C.

All they had now was their step father. All they had now was Optimus.

And all Optimus had now…to hold on to Jacklyn's memory …were them.

None of them couldn't hardly eat anything. None of them really had an appetite. All the really did was push their food around their plates until they got bored.

Looking up Cole sighed. "May I pleased be excused?"

Looking up, Optimus slowly nodded.

Taking his plate, Cole got up from the table and walked over to the counter. Grabbing a plastic container from the cupboard, he scooped his food in and sealed the lid, then placed it in the fridge.

Watching Cole, Kira looked up sheepishly. "Daddy, may I be excused too?"

Looking at Kira, Optimus again slowly nodded.

Getting up, Kira did the same.

Walking away together, Cole and Kira whispered amongst themselves. Optimus watched them until they were out of view then proceeded to do the same as what they had done.

The only thing that could make this any worse was if a Decepticon suddenly showed up on their front door.

…

Later that night, as Optimus walked down the hallway, he stopped hearing Cole's voice in Kira's room

Stopping in the shadow of the hallway, Optimus listened.

"Cole? Is mommy in heaven?"

Looking at Kira, Cole sat next to Kira, holding her. "Of course she's in heaven Kira. She's up there with grandpa watching over us, protecting us."

Leaning next to Cole Kira sighed heavily. "I wish mommy was here. I really miss her."

Clutching Kira tightly, Cole sighed. "I really miss her too."

Breathing slowly, Optimus slowly entered the room. Both Cole and Kira looked up as he walked in. Watching him, they moved apart making room for him to sit on the bed.

Sitting, Optimus sighed looking at Cole and Kira.

Without really saying anything, both Cole and Kira climbed into Optimus' lap. Pulling them into his arms, Optimus sighed and cooed. "I know you too must miss your mother immensely…and I know nothing I can do will take away the pain you both are feeling. But know…that I'm feeling the same pain."

Clutching Optimus' shirt tightly, Kira looked up with pleading eyes but said nothing. She just put her face into Optimus' chest and cried.

Watching, Optimus could easily see that Cole was trying with all of his physical being to keep himself from crying along with Kira.

Resting a hand gently on Cole's shoulder, Optimus spoke softly. "Cole."

Looking up, Cole's eyes were red and moistened. Smiling Optimus gently ran his fingers through Cole's head. "It's okay to cry."

Slowly, Cole looked down then fell against Optimus hugging him tightly. Breathing softly, Optimus closed his eye holding both of them in his lap. Resting his lips against Cole's head Optimus whispered. "Cole, crying does not make you appear as being weak, in reality it makes you stronger. Believe me, I know."

Breathing hard, Cole sobbed. "I-I was trying to be strong…for Kira."

Speaking softly, Optimus cooed. "I know, I know…but you're just a little boy. A child…you shouldn't have to be the one to worry about things like that. That's my job."

Looking up, Kira sniffed. "Daddy, will it ever stop hurting?"

Looking at Kira, Optimus furrowed his brows slightly. "What do you mean Kira?"

Resting her head against Optimus, Kira cried. "My heart daddy, will it ever stop hurting?"

Looking at Kira, and then at Cole …Optimus tightened his jaw and sighed. "I know it may be hard to believe now Kira…and it may be a long time, but the pain will eventually go away. You won't ever forget the pain…but it will get easier over time."

Standing up with both Cole and Kira with her blanket in his arms, Optimus slowly walked out of the room using his arm to turn off the light. Walking down the hallway, Optimus slowly walked into the master bedroom where he and Jacklyn used to sleep.

Setting Cole and Kira down, Optimus sat on the bed and laid with them…holding them.

Both crawling across the bed, Cole and Kira laid on either side of Optimus, curling up next to him. Pulling up the covers Kira snuggled into Optimus' chest crying softly.

Closing his eyes, Optimus breathed slowly listening as over an hour the sobs became soft cries and eventually fell silent as Cole and Kira fell asleep.

Breathing Slowly, Optimus sighed and whispered for only him to hear. "Primus help me."

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