Chapter 13: The Deciding Factors

As two weeks came and passed, Optimus and the children tried to regain a sense of normalcy, though that was hard when multiple factors were considered.

Jacklyn was gone...

The Decepticons were back…

…and there was a new baby in the apartment.

Cole and Kira were only aware of two of the three factors but in the long run, that really didn't change anything.

Optimus knew that it was going to be hard, but he never imagined that it would be as hard as what the first few weeks were with baby Melody.

The first few nights were by far the worst.

Optimus learned that baby humans are indeed cute, but they only do fours things: eat, sleep, defecate and cry…and baby Melody was very good at the fourth choice. It seemed as though every two to four hours, baby Melody was waking up crying about something.

Due to the lack of resources, Optimus had not been to work in almost four weeks. But surprisingly, Optimus' new manager Ms. York was very understanding and was giving him an alternative to leaving baby Melody.

She wasn't at all the witch people were making her out to be come to think of it. She was actually very reserved, helpful, convenient, and pleasant to be around. By her being forgiving, she was actually allowing Optimus to work from a company supplied lab top that was connected to the company's server.

This way, he could work from the apartment but also stay close by for Cole, Kira and Melody.

Working in the living room, with melody sleeping in her carrier, Optimus worked to finish sorting and retyping various sheets of information but his mind really wasn't on his work…

Waiting for the Decepticons was the only other problem stirring, but by far was the most nerve racking that trying to meet a deadline. He was just waiting around to see what they did, when if he was still human he would have done something already. But how can he do anything while worrying about the welfare of his children. They were his responsibility…and no way in the pits of Kaon was he going to be responsible for subjecting them to the horrors of Megatron and the Decepticons.

Just then there was a knock on the door.

Looking at the door, then at his lab top and then back at the door; Optimus slowly rose to his feet setting the computer on the coffee table and walked over to the door.

Opening it, Optimus paused and then scowled ever-so-slightly. "What do you want Caroline."

Walking in Caroline shrugged casually. "Is that any way to greet the grandmother of your children, adopted and biological?"

Putting her purse on the coffee table, Caroline sat on the couch smiling smugly. " I came to offer you a deal."

Shutting the door, Optimus was silent…watching Caroline with suspicious eyes. "What kind of deal?"

Folding on leg over the other, Caroline continued to smile in a way that unsettled Optimus. Tilting her head slightly she sarcastically looked like she cared. "It must be so hard for you…trying to raise two young children and keep your job all at the same. You must just be at your wits end and ready to give up."

Folding his arms, Optimus huffed. "Get to your point Caroline."

Smiling Caroline stood. "Very well Optimus—." Walking around him, she smiled mischievously. "I'm willing to make you an offer. Give me custody of Coleton and Kira and I will give them the life that they…deserve."

Turning around Optimus growled. "What possibly makes you think that I would willingly give Cole and Kira ?"

Laughing Caroline smiled. "Because Optimus…I've done my homework on you and…I've found out some… interesting things about you."

Watching Optimus remained silent and unchanged.

Smiling, Caroline ran a finger down his chest. "The most interesting I found though…is that there is nothing to find about you.

Looking at Caroline out of the corner of his eyes, Optimus still remained unchanged…on the outside.

Shrugging Caroline laughed softly. "I actually found it to be kind of odd…a grown man…who claimed he was an army commander, but has no army record…or…any kind of record at all? Don't you find that a bit odd?"

Watching Optimus scowled slightly. Just how much did she know?

Chuckling Jacklyn walked away toward a picture of Jacklyn, Optimus, Cole and Kira together. Taking it in her hand she looked at Optimus still smiling. "Optimus Prime…I've got so much dirt on you already that it would be foolish for you to say no. Give me Cole and Kira…and I'll leave you and your daughter be."

Growling quietly, Optimus turned to Caroline clenching his fists. "Kira is my daughter too, and Cole is my son…I would rather die then give allow them to be in your care."

Falling quiet for a moment, Caroline looked down at Melody and then at the picture then at Optimus smiling smugly. "Do you really want to play this game with me?" Stepping closer so that she was mere inches away, Caroline hissed. "Because if you do…I will personally—." Throwing the picture down, Caroline shattered the glass to the frame. "—break your family apart."

Walking away she picked up her purse and started for the door, but then stopped suddenly to look at Optimus. "You have three days to give me a response. If you don't…my lawyer will sent you a notice in the mail and I will see you in court."

With that, Caroline was gone, slamming the door behind her making Melody wake and cry.

Looking at the shattered glass on the floor, Optimus remained silent. Just when things seemed like they could not get any worse…

Walking over to Melody's carrier, Optimus carefully cradled his in his arms…trying to calm her. Cradling her against his chest, Optimus sighed hoarsely. "Jacklyn…tell me what I need to do."

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After school was done, Optimus, Cole, Kira and little Melody stood in the grocery store trying to find out what they were going to have for the evening meal.

Tugging at Optimus' pants, Kira beamed with a smile. "Daddy, I want macaroni and cheese!"

Standing on the front of the cart Cole smiled. "Yeah dad…macaroni and cheese with chopped up hot dogs in it!"

Sticking out her tongue, Kira chocked in disgust. "Yuck! I don't want that!"

Scowling at Kira, Cole huffed. "Hot dogs in macaroni and cheese is delicious…tomatoes on the other hand, that's nasty!"

Chuckling Optimus grabbed two boxes of Macaroni and cheese, putting them in the cart with the milk, butter, diapers and baby formula.

As the four of them continued down the aisle, they couldn't help but draw the attention of other shoppers. But some that were watching were not laughing.

Moving to the checkouts Optimus tried to manage Cole and Kira while keeping an eye on Melody who was squirming and cooing, obviously wanting to be held. The teenager standing behind the checkout couldn't help but laugh at the humorous argument taking place between Cole and Kira.

Leaning over, Optimus finally clamped a hand over Kira's mouth. "Hot dogs and tomatoes are both good." Looking at both of them Optimus chuckled softly. "Now stop fighting and help me carry the groceries out to the truck."

Taking the bags, Cole and Kira scampered out of the store. Paying the young lady, Optimus grabbed the last bag and trailed behind. Cole and Kira waited for Optimus at the store entrance and walked beside him into the empty parking lot.

Loading the truck Optimus sealed Melody in behind the passenger seat, then motioned for Cole to get in. Kira was already in the truck and buckled herself in. It was only when Optimus was getting in that something suddenly felt something slammed into the back of the head.

Cole and Kira both screamed Optimus name as he was suddenly pulled to the ground.

Slamming the door shut with his foot, the truck door locked.

Rolling over Optimus looked up and froze.

Laughing a familiar red head with red eyes was cracking his neck and knuckles.

It was Knockout…and he wasn't alone. Standing behind him were several other individuals wearing black and purple hooded jackets with red sunglasses with silver bandanas over their faces.

Looks like Knockout, had decided to bring with him a few vehicons to the party.

Standing up, Optimus wiped his mouth and saw blood on his sleeve.

Hitting the window, Cole and Kira pleaded. "Dad!" "Daddy!"

Looking at them Optimus yelled. "Cole, keep the door locked. No matter what happens keep the door locked."

Turning around Optimus growled. "It's been a while since I've done this…but that's not going to stop me…"

Growling loudly Optimus charged into the group of humanized vehicons with full force.

For once in a long time, Optimus felt like his old self again.

Cole and Kira watched in awe as Optimus performed a display they had never seen. In truth, he was like a one man army. Throwing punches, Optimus was taking out the masked men one by one. Looking at Cole, Kira smiled and cheered. That was her daddy…and he was winning.

But then Optimus was blindsided in the face and jumped by several vehicons at once.

Screaming, Kira immediately reached to unlock the door but was stopped and held back by Cole. Looking up at Cole she pleaded…screamed. "Daddy needs us Cole! Let go! Daddy needs us!"

Screaming back Cole growled. "There's nothing we can do Kira! He said to keep the door locked no matter what!"

Turning back around Cole and Kira watched in horror as the masked men stood back. It was then that Cole looked over and saw the red eyed man look directly at him.

In horror, Cole moved back against the passenger window.

Smiling, the red eyed man slowly started to move toward the truck.

Cole's heart started to beat faster and faster in utter terror as the man approached and stood on the running board right against the window.

The man smiled and tilted his head. "Hello…"

Slamming his fist into the window, Knockout stood on the truck reaching in trying to grab Cole and or Kira. Screaming Kira cowered to the passenger side of the truck by Melody and screamed.

Cole and Kira both screamed as loudly as they could. They screamed for Optimus.

Looking up from being pushed into the ground, Optimus forcefully pushed his way up, out from the vehicons.

Sprinting over to the truck, Optimus grabbed Knockout throwing him. The vehicons then again pinned Optimus down.

Standing, Knockout wiped away the blood from his cheek and looked at Optimus scowling. "You scratch my paint…I scratch yours."

Pointing to the truck, Knockout hissed. "Pull those younglings out of the vehicle…perhaps we can use them to make Prime cooperate better."

Trying to break free, but failing Optimus growled loudly. "You leave them out of this Knockout!"

Just then a cry for Optimus rang out from the back seat of the truck. It was Melody.

Looking at Optimus, Knockout laughed sarcastically. "Oh Prime, you've really gotten yourself into trouble this time! A human infant? Don't tell me…you actually bred with a human?!"

Suddenly a chorus of snorts and outbursts of disgust rang out from the now standing vehicons.

Snickering, Knockout shook his head, grabbing Optimus' hair, making him look up. "Prime, Prime, Prime…you've really stepped in it this time. Cozying up to insects like humans? How much lower can you degrade yourself?!"

Letting go of Optimus' hair, Knockout walked in a circle around Optimus, provoking the vehicons to holler and boo at Optimus in disgust, asking them if they agreed that they were superior.

Looking down Optimus shook his head but said nothing as he spit blood on the pavement.

Was this how it was going to end? Was he and the children going to be taken to Megatron, were he would be slaughtered before their very eyes?

Suddenly a large figure slammed into the group, knocking many vehicons off guard and off balance.

Using the distraction, Optimus stood up and knocked out the vehicons holding him down. Standing Optimus looked to see just who his savior was.

A large African American male wearing boots, kakis and a green T-shirt with an utility vest turned and looked at Optimus. A brief moment passed before the mysterious man approached. Looking Optimus over, the man spoke.

"Optimus?"

That voice…

Optimus knew that voice…

Looking at him again, Optimus blinked. "B-Bulkhead?"

With a wide smile the man bear-hugged Optimus lifting him off the ground. "Optimus! You're okay! Thank the All Spark you're alive!"

Cringing Optimus choked. "Bulkhead…I can't—."

Dropping Optimus, Bulkhead cringed. "Sorry boss…I-I'm just…happy to see you…"

Looking over Optimus and Bulkhead suddenly took defensive positions as the vehicons were coming back. Looking at Optimus out of the corner of his eye, Bulkhead huffed. "I think no would be a good time to retreat."

Nodding Optimus turned and sprinted for the truck. "Agreed."

Running Optimus yelled at Cole to unlock the truck. After doing that, Cole quickly jumped into the back seat between Melody's carrier and Kira.

Jumping into the passenger seat, Bulkhead stopped…then motioned to them with a look of curiosity.

Watching the advancing group of vehicons Optimus cringed. "I'll explain later, right now we need to get out of here!"

Turning the key in the ignition, Optimus peeled out of the parking lot with the accelerator to the floor out onto the highway down the street.

The vehicons started to pursue but Knockout yelled to stop. Watching, Knockout laughed. "He'll come back. Now that he knows that there's a way home…he'll come back."

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Carrying Melody and Kira into the apartment, Optimus sighed a hesitant breath of relief. Gently putting Kira down then looking at Cole, Optimus kneeled making sure they were both alright.

Looking up at Optimus, Cole could easily see that there was something very wrong going on.

Putting Melody –carrier and all— on the coffee table, Optimus stood and gently ushered them in the direction of their rooms.

Looking up Kira whimpered. "Daddy, I'm scared. What's going on?"

Walking past Kira into the bathroom, Optimus threw open the bathroom closet grabbing the first aid bag. Bringing it back out into the living room, Optimus then moved into Kira's room.

Emptying out her book bag, he looked at her and sighed calmly. "Kira…I want you to pack as many clothes as you can in your book bag. Grab you blanket, pillow and stuffed animal and bring it into the living room."

Turning around Optimus called to Cole. "Cole do the same! Empty your book bag and pack as many clothes as you can into it. Grab your blanket and pillow and bring them into the living room as quickly as possible."

Walking in to the apartment, Bulkhead shut the door and watched. Scrambling, Optimus was packing clothes, toys, bottles, diapers and other necessities into Melody's travel bag.

Watching for a moment, Bulkhead furrowed his brows and huffed. "Uh…boss…what are you doing?"

Without looking up Optimus huffed back. "Packing."

Shaking his head slightly, Bulkhead sighed. "Why?"

Looking up, Optimus looked Bulkhead over, and then looked back down at what he was doing. "I'm taking my children somewhere where they are out of harm's way and well out of reach of the Decepticons."

Furrowing his brows even more, Bulkhead snorted. "Boss bot, we should head back to the drop off point. I came here to get you and take you home!"

Standing, Optimus grabbed another travel bag from the closet and walked into the master bedroom; Bulkhead following him the whole time.

"What do you expect me to do Prime, leave you here? After all the trouble we went through just to find out you were alive! No way, I'm not going back without you."

Grabbing Optimus by the arm, Bulkhead growled. "We need you Prime! You're our only hope of winning the war and defeating the Decepticons once and for all!

Pulling his arm away, Optimus growled. "I cannot do that Bulkhead."

Watching in awe, Bulkhead said nothing.

Sighing, Optimus looked away shaking his head. "I'm no longer the same individual I was three years ago. I've changed. I've settled down, and I have a family to take care of."

Scowling, Bulkhead snarled. "What about your family back in our rightful dimension, huh? You think we don't need you as much as they do?"

Looking at Bulkhead, Optimus huffed but pleaded. "Bulkhead, I cannot condone risking the lives of my children to Megatron's wrathful, murderous hands. If he had any notion that they were in my care, he would try to take them and use them against me for certain…or worse, kill them to hinder me."

Looking away Optimus clenched his jaw. "I cannot nor will not allow that to happen. Regardless of your intentions Bulkhead, I am taking them away from here and that is final."

Falling quiet, Bulkhead watched as Optimus turned away and finished packing. Zipping up the bag, Optimus touted it into the living room, setting it down by the other bags.

Moving across the living room, Optimus moved down the hallway into Kira's room.

With the best fake smile he could muster, Optimus cooed Kira's name and entered her room. Kneeling beside her he chuckled. "Let me help you sweet-heart."

Grabbing the clothes that were laying on the floor beside her bag, Optimus Carefully placed her clothes inside and zipped up the bag. Grabbing her blanket, pillow and teddy bear in one hand, and her hand in the other, Optimus led Kira into the living room where Cole was already waiting.

Looking up at Optimus, Cole had more concern now than ever. "Dad, what's going on?"

Grabbing as many bags as he could while keeping a free hand to grab Melody's carrier, Optimus looked down at Cole. "Cole grab as much as you can and come. Kira please do the same."

Doing as they were told, Cole and Kira grabbed their things and waited.

Looking at Optimus, Bulkhead pleaded. "Optimus…"

Wheeling around, Optimus' voice was sharp. "Bulkhead, I do not want to hear it. Either you are with me or against me. If you really want to help me now, grab as many things as you can carry and follow."

Hesitating for a moment, Bulkhead looked at the bags on the ground and then at Optimus.

Shaking his head, Optimus looked at Cole and Kira. "Come along you two…it's time to go."

Looking up Kira sighed. "Where are we going daddy."

Gazing down, Optimus smiled to the best of his ability. "We're going somewhere where I can keep you, your brother and your little sister safe."

Tilting her head, Kira whispered. "Where's that?"

Chuckling dryly, Optimus smiled. "You'll find out when we get there."

Setting the bags and Melody down by the elevator door, Optimus groaned softly looking at Cole and Kira. "Stay here. I'm going to go get the rest of the bags."

Turning around, Optimus stopped.

Dropping the rest of the bags by the others, Bulkhead huffed. "Whether you realize it or not Optimus, you're still my commanding officer, and where ever you go…I'll going too."

Smiling, Optimus nodded respectively. "Thank you, Bulkhead…for understanding."

Shrugging Bulkhead moved past Optimus. "Let's just get these kids out of here before the 'Cons decide to show up again."

Speaking simultaneously, Cole and Kira looking at one another asking, "'Cons?"

Walking back to the apartment door, Optimus walked inside and stopped…taking one last look around.

For the past three years, this has been his home. Now, he was leaving it.

With a heavy sigh, Optimus turned off all the lights and left, locking the door behind him. Walking to the elevator where Bulkhead and the children were standing, Optimus stood tall. "Alright, let's roll out."

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Driving down the interstate, the truck was a little cold with the cool night air blowing in through the shattered window. Sitting in the passenger seat, Bulkhead watched as Optimus calmly adjusted the heat to high while he maintained a legal speed as he cruised down the road.

Curled up in their blankets, Cole and Kira watched Optimus with intent, yet concerned eyes. Where were they going? Why were they going there? Why was Optimus so eager to leave? What is he running from?

So many questions, and yet no answer.

Glancing in the rearview mirror Optimus sighed. "Cole, is Melody covered?"

Looking at Melody's carrier, Cole made sure the fleece blanket was still covering her, to keep the cold night air from hitting her.

Sighing Optimus looked back out the windshield, watching the road. "Make sure she stays covered please."

Nodding Cole sighed too. "Yes dad."

Glancing at Optimus out of the corner of his eyes, Bulkhead groaned softly. "So…what's our heading?"

Continuing to stare out the windshield, Optimus groaned softly. "A place that I was taken to a few months ago. A place far from the reach of the Decepticons."

Chuckling, Bulkhead huffed. "And that would be?"

Looking out of the corner of his eyes, Optimus smirked. "Like I told the children, you will find out eventually."

Wrapping herself tighter in her blanket, Kira shivered. "Daddy, I'm cold."

Looking in the rearview, Optimus' eyes softened. "I know Kira. I know. I'd roll up my window if I could. Move close to Cole and wrap your blankets around each other to keep warm."

Doing so, Cole looked up yawning. "Dad, I'm hungry."

Nodding, Kira agreed. "Me too!"

Just then, soft whimpers started to emanate from Melody's carrier. She was waking up, and probably was hungry too.

Looking in the rearview, Optimus sighed and nodded. "Okay little ones. Okay."

Pulling off on an exit, Optimus pulled into a little gas station and turned off the truck.

Unbuckling his seat belt, Optimus got out and pulled the seat forward looking at Cole and Kira. "Alright, lets go inside and have a bathroom break. Then we will get something to eat."

Uncovering themselves from their blankets, Cole and Kira unbuckled their seatbelts and scrambled out of the back seat.

Looking at Bulkhead, Optimus motioned with the turn of his head. "You better accompany us Bulkhead. You're probably just as in need of sustenance as we are."

Nodding Bulkhead got out of the truck letting Optimus get in behind his seat to get Melody.

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Walking into the gas station, Cole and Kira immediately made a beeline for the unisex restroom.

Cole and Kira each took their turns and then let Optimus use it to change Melody.

Watching, Bulkhead couldn't believe it. This was Optimus.

Optimus Prime; the ultimate warrior of Cybertron…the bot-wrecker of legend … was a father and caretaker of three young children, one being only a few weeks old.

Watching Bulkhead smiled…and he thought Miko was bad.

They followed Optimus like scraplets following a trail of fresh energon, although Cole and Kira were by far much cuter than scraplets.

Walking over to the cooler, Optimus pulled out four packaged ham and cheese sandwiches, and two small bottles of juice and a bottle of orange soda. Looking over his shoulder, Optimus gently told the children to choose a small bag of chips each. Doing so, the immediately ran back to him, staying by his side all the way up to the cash register. Paying for the food, Optimus and the children were on their way out the door, when Optimus stopped looking at Bulkhead.

"Are you coming?"

Nodding, Bulkhead slowly pursued.

A short time later, all five of them were sitting in the truck eating quietly, although Optimus really wasn't eating because he was more concerned about Melody drinking her milk.

Holding Melody in his arms, Optimus watched the rearview making sure, Cole and Kira ate all of their sandwich and chips.

After Melody was done eating, Optimus held her against his chest, gently tapping her back waiting for her to burp.

Watching, Bulkhead couldn't believe what he was seeing. He was for the first time witnessing a part of Optimus that he or any other Autobot has never seen.

The Optimus that he knew was a leader…a commander…and a soldier who's only concern was protecting the weak and innocent of the universe as well as defeating Megatron. Now, he was Optimus Prime, a calm, collected, patient gentle human being who was a single father of three children. Who worked to get the next pay check...who cooked, cleaned and played with his children.

He wasn't the same warrior that was thrown into the ground bridge vortex…he was different now…he was conjugal, tranquil and domesticated.

Cooing, Melody sighed, laying her head wearily against her father's chest. Looking at her, Optimus smiled, gently caressing her head.

Turning around slowly, Optimus very carefully handed melody to Cole, asking him to put her in her carrier.

After Cole did this, Optimus sat, buckling his seat belt and started the truck, moving the truck back out on the vacant interstate.

Watching, Bulkhead just couldn't shake the idea from his head. Optimus has never been nor ever will be a coward…so…why was he running? Was he doing it to protect the children like he had so compellingly stated… or was it because of a different reason?

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As the night wore on, Bulkhead watched out the window fighting the urge to doze off. Looking at Optimus and then at the children, Bulkhead wondered…

Looking at Optimus, Bulkhead sighed. "Where is their mother?"

Suddenly, Optimus hands tightened around the wheel, but he remained silent.

Continuing to look out the windshield, Optimus sighed gravely. "She is dead…she died shortly after Melody's delivery due to internal bleeding."

Suddenly falling quiet, Bulkhead looked away out the passenger window for some time. Sighing, he turned back to Optimus. "I-I'm sorry Prime."

Sighing gravely, Optimus shook his head. "It is alright Bulkhead. You did not know."

Looking away, Bulkhead chuckled. "She must have been one heck of a female…to make a being like you go soft…"

Chuckling Optimus shook his head smiling. Leaning forward, Bulkhead stared at Optimus in awe. "Did I really just hear you chuckle?"

Looking up, Optimus smiled sheepishly then shrugged before looking back out the windshield.

Laughing, Bulkhead looked away shaking his head still in awe. "Will wonders never cease?"

Stretching, Bulkhead gazed out the window for some time before yawning. "What was her name?"

Gazing out the corner of his eyes, Optimus smiled half-heartedly. "Her name was Jacklyn."

Watching Optimus' eyes, Bulkhead looked away in guilt. "I'm sorry Optimus; it must be hard for you to talk about her."

Groaning softly, Optimus shrugged. "It's alright Bulkhead. It is not a fault for being curious."

Watching Optimus, Bulkhead smiled gently. "You really loved her…didn't you?

Looking away, Optimus stayed quiet for a long period of time…for several minutes in fact.

Staring back out the passenger window, Bulkhead took that as the cue that Optimus didn't want to talk about this anymore.

Looking over at Bulkhead, Optimus sighed. "Yes Bulkhead…I loved her very much…and no amount of words can describe just how much I miss her." Looking back out the windshield, Optimus sighed. "You may want to get some rest Bulkhead; it will be some time before we reach our destination."

Smiling playfully, Bulkhead chuckled. "I'm okay Optimus."

Just then, the truck started making a horrible rasping and chugging noise as it started to jar. Looking at the dash, Optimus cursed under his breath as the 'check the engine light' flashed.

Growling, Optimus huffed. "Must you really do this now of all times?"

Watching, Bulkhead suddenly looked up and motioned with a nod. "Prime…over there."

Looking forward to the right, Optimus noticed a truck stop just coming up.

Slowing down, Optimus pulled off onto the exit and just barely managed to get into the parking lot before the engine died.

Hitting the wheel, Optimus groaned then reached under the dash to pop the hood.

Getting out, Optimus called to Bulkhead. "Turn it on when I instruct you to."

Climbing over into the driver's seat Bulkhead sat and waited.

Putting up the hood, Optimus growled and fumbled for several minutes with various parts of the engine.

Calling out Optimus huffed. "Bulkhead, try to turn it on."

Turning the engine over, all that happened was a continuous clicking noise.

Sighing heavily, Optimus ran his fingers through his hair, looking around.

Looking at Bulkhead, Optimus approached the driver's side door and groaned. "I'm going to go try to locate a mechanic to try to repair the engine. Please stay with the children and see that they stay asleep."

Nodding Bulkhead complied. It was only when Optimus started to walk away that Bulkhead called out. Turning around, Optimus waited. Looking over his shoulder and then back again, Bulkhead cringed. "What do I do if your infant wakes?"

Shrugging Optimus slowly started to walk way. "Just hold her…usually she'll stop, and if she doesn't give her a bottle of formula."

Looking at Melody's carrier, Bulkhead turned around again but Optimus was already inside the café.

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Walking in, Optimus looked around seeing very few people were there. There were a few men sitting at the counter and a few at the booths, but overall the café was dead.

Walking up the counter, Optimus looked around wondering where the staff was.

Then out of nowhere a rather large woman wearing a waitress' uniform and entirely too much make-up walked out with a cigarette in her mouth. "Can I help you, hun?"

Regaining his train of thought, Optimus motioned to his truck parked outside. "I am looking for a mechanic…you wouldn't happen to know where I can find one?"

Pulling the cigarette out of her mouth with two fingers she coughed obnoxiously, then sniffed inward hard snorting the mucus from her nose down into her throat. Looking at Optimus, she smirked. "Sorry hun, our mechanic is off duty for the night and won't be back until tomorrow."

Growling Optimus looked away, then nodded looking back he smiled and bowed his head respectively. "Thank you for your help. I appreciate it."

Turning away, Optimus walked quickly back outside to the truck were Bulkhead was sitting…or rather sleeping.

Poking Bulkhead in the shoulder, Optimus huffed. "Bulkhead, wake up."

Snorting Bulkhead sat up blinking tiredly. "I wasn't sleeping…I was just resting my eyes."

Patting Bulkhead's shoulder, Optimus huffed. "I'm sure you were. Now come along and assist me with this."

Sitting up, Bulkhead rubbed his eyes opening the door to get out. "With what?"

Shrugging Optimus sighed. "You'll find out."

Walking through the parking lot a few hundred yards away from the café where the truck driver's parked their rigs, Optimus carefully walked alongside in the shadows where he couldn't be seen by the café. Walking up to the first rig, Optimus checked the passenger door. Seeing it was locked he moved on to the next rig.

Watching, Bulkhead hissed a whisper. "Optimus, what are you doing?!"

Looking at Bulkhead, Optimus cringed. "I cannot wait for a mechanic to come tomorrow Bulkhead. The sooner we get to the destination point…the sooner I can be sure that they will be safe. I do not wish to break human law, but given the circumstances…"

Looking at the rigs, and then back at Optimus, Bulkhead sighed with a groan. "Alright…fine…"

Turning around Optimus surveyed the parking lot and paused. Sitting on the far end of the lot was a rig that made Optimus scoff humorously.

The rig itself was a machine that resembled a spitting image of the kind of truck he was when he was an Autobot. The only difference was that the rig was black, blue and gold. Walking over to it, Optimus surveyed the inside of the cab verifying that the cab was empty…which by luck was completely vacant.

Now the next question was whether or not the cab was unlocked.

Pulling the handle of the passenger side door, the door suddenly popped open springing the cab light to come on. Looking in the cab, Optimus was partially relieved to see the key was in the ignition. Closing the door quietly, Optimus looked to Bulkhead and sighed, then motioned with his eyes to move back toward the truck.

Meeting back at the truck, Optimus climbed in and gently shook Cole.

Looking up tiredly, Cole rubbed the sleep from his eyes. "Dad? What's the matter?"

Pulling the driver's seat forward Optimus whispered. "I need your help carrying everything from the truck to another vehicle."

Yawning Cole whispered back. "Why?"

Shrugging Optimus smiled sheepishly. "The truck broke down again, and we need to keep moving."

Nodding Cole carefully unwrapped himself from his blanket and climbed over Kira.

Upon jumping out, Cole was handed as many bags as he could carry then led to the far end of the parking lot. Opening the door, Optimus stood on the step to get into the cab and grabbed the bags from Cole to toss them in. Once all the bags were loaded, Bulkhead carried Kira and Optimus carried Melody.

Optimus knew what he was doing was wrong. Bulkhead knew it too. But both of them knew that if they were going to keep moving in order to stay ahead of the Decepticons –who were almost certainly trying to track them— they had to do what was necessary. And this was by far one of those times.

Climbing in, Optimus turned the ignition and the rig roared to life.

Pulling out, Optimus moved out onto the highway then into the turning lane to move onto the interstate. Watching the driver's side mirror, Optimus was waiting for the owner of this rig to come sprinting out of the café yelling up a storm. But no one came.

Rolling down the road, the truck stop slowly faded away out of view. Once the lights were gone, and the landscape was dark Optimus sighed a breath of relief. But now was no time to celebrate…there was still plenty of road ahead…and there were still plenty of opportunities for things to go south.

Like Murphy's Law stated; "Anything that can go wrong…will go wrong."

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By time the sun rose the next morning, they were only five miles south east of Sioux Falls, South Dakota. From that point it only took roughly one hour and nineteen minutes to travel from Sioux Falls to Lake Benton…to the cabin.

Pulling up the narrow gravel road, the branches of nearby trees rubbed and scratched against the cab. Its large frame barely fit the path and just made it through the thick brush up to the cabin.

Turning off the engine, Cole and Kira scrambled out of the cab yelling for joy at finally realizing where they were being taken, although they had a pretty good idea after they passed Sioux Falls.

Climbing out of the cab with Melody in his arms, Optimus sighed in relief. This was the one place he could think of that would offer a safe haven for the children from the Decepticons. The location was quiet, remote…and in most respects, deserted from civilization. It was the perfect place…

Running back to the cab, Cole and Kira both grabbed their things. Handing Cole the key to get in, Cole and Kira scampered away to go inside.

Climbing out of the rig, Bulkhead looked around and whistled in astonishment. "This is quite a place you got here Optimus."

Looking around and then at Melody, Optimus sighed. "This cabin was built by Jacklyn's father..."

Smiling sheepishly Bulkhead shrugged.

Looking at Bulkhead, Optimus motioned to the cabin with a nod of his head. "Come Bulkhead, I think it's about time we have lunch."

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Standing at the stove watching the boiling macaroni, Optimus listened as Cole and Kira talked to Bulkhead…asking him question after question about who he was and how he knew Optimus.

Sitting up, Cole rested his head on the table. "Where did you learn how to fight?"

Chuckling, Bulkhead shrugged. "I learned how to fight when I joined the Wreckers."

Sitting on the other side of Bulkhead, Kira kneeled on her seat. "What's a Wrecker?"

Sighing Bulkhead leaned back in his seat. "Well, a Wrecker is a—."

"Bulkhead."

Looking up, Bulkhead and Optimus' eyes met. The glance Optimus was giving him… he knew he needed to stop.

Looking at the children, Optimus sighed. "The Wreckers were an army group, children—."

Putting a bowl of macaroni and cheese in front of Cole, Kira and even Bulkhead, Optimus smiled. "—now stop bothering Bulkhead and eat."

Grabbing the spoons by their bowls, Cole and Kira immediately started digging in.

Watching them, Bulkhead slowly did the same…then paused looking at Optimus in disbelief. "This is really good."

Scoffing, Kira scowled looking at Bulkhead, also in disbelief. "Haven't you ever had macaroni and cheese before?"

Bulkhead looked up at Kira and then at Optimus.

Optimus just shook his head looking away to scoop a bowl for himself.

Looking back at Kira, Bulkhead just shrugged and went back to eating.

Scoffing again, Kira just shook her head and sighed. "You guys are really weird…"

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As the sun started to set, Optimus stood alone out on the porch with a glass of iced tea in his hands, watching the fading rays of the sun cast their light over the ripples of the water. The last time he stood here, he was standing with John and it was morning.

Everything during that time seemed simple compared to the situation conspiring now.

"Optimus?"

Looking over his shoulder, Optimus sighed. "Hello Bulkhead."

Walking up beside him, Bulkhead laughed softly. "The kids told me I might find you out here."

Looking over at Bulkhead, Optimus shrugged casually. "I've found that this is a good place to clear my thoughts."

Looking out over the water, Bulkhead nodded. "I can easily see why. The scenery is defiantly something to look at."

Optimus just simply nodded saying nothing.

Sighing Bulkhead casually rubbed his hands. "Optimus, we need to go back. Ratchet sent me to this reality to get you, and I said I was not coming back without you. Do you really expect me to go back on my word?"

Gazing at Bulkhead out of the corner of his eyes, Optimus remained quiet.

Shaking his head, Bulkhead growled looking away. "What happened to you Optimus? You used to be so proud, tough and…reasonable. Now you don't think about anyone but yourself. That's not the Prime I knew."

Sighing Bulkhead shook his head. "I came here looking for the leader of the Autobots. But all I've found is a human more interested in running from the problem than facing them. The Optimus I knew would have never run."

Stomping down the stairs, Bulkhead walked along the beach until he was several yards away from the cabin. Watching Optimus sighed furrowing his brows. Then he looked back out across the lake grieving. "Oh Jacklyn, what should I do? I thought I was doing the right thing bringing the children here…but now…I am not so sure. Is Bulkhead right? Have I veered away from my real purpose?" Looking up as the sun went down, leaving streaks of pinks, oranges and purples in the sky. Sighing heavily, Optimus lifted his face into the breeze. "Tell me what to do Jacklyn."

"Daddy?"

Turning around, Optimus smiled seeing Kira standing in the doorway. "What's the matter Kira?"

Shrugging, Kira sighed. "Who were those mean men that were trying to hurt you?"

Smiling sheepishly, Optimus shook his head. "They were just bad people Kira. But you do not need to worry about them anymore, they're gone…they can't hurt you."

Looking down for a moment, Kira huffed in confusion, and then looked up. "Daddy? What did Bulkhead mean when he said you weren't the Prime he knew? Was he looking for someone else who's last name is Prime?"

Turning his head, Optimus looked away. "Well, Kira, you see—."

Looking at Optimus' face, Kira continued to ponder. "And what did he mean when he said you weren't being yourself?"

Rubbing the back of his head, Optimus shrugged smiling sheepishly. "Kira sweet heart, that's a little hard to—."

Putting her hands on Optimus chest, she furrowed her brow in concern. "I thought you told us that no matter what, we always have to be ourselves? I thought you said that we can never be happy if we pretend to be something we're not?"

Looking at Kira in astonishment, Optimus smiled warmly. "When did I say that?"

Shrugging, Kira smiled sheepishly. "I don't remember, I just remember you saying it…or maybe it was mommy. I don't remember." Looking up she blinked and smiled. "When are we going to eat supper?"

Observing Kira for quiet sometime, Optimus eventually smiled. "Soon."

Grinning Kira scampered away, completely forgetting about her previous questions. "Okay."

Watching Kira scurry away, Optimus smile slowly faded away.

Kira was right. You can't be true to yourself as well as your purpose in life if you pretend to be something you're not. So why was he pretending to life such a simple when he clearly knew he was meant for something more? Why was he running from a cause he was created to defend?

Furrowing his brows, Optimus closed his eyes and breathed hard. If Jacklyn had known the truth, if she had known who he really was, as well as his purpose in this universe, she would be ashamed of his hypocrisy. He preached so freely to the children that in order for them to be happy in life, that they needed to be happy with themselves, that they didn't need to pretend to be something they were not.

That's exactly what he was doing, and he knew it. Standing up, Optimus again stared off into the horizon and breathed softly. "Jacklyn…I wish you were here. Maybe you could tell me the right way to go."

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Later that night, the cabin was still. Cole and Kira lay in their room asleep and Melody lay in her travel crib sound asleep. Watching Melody for the longest time, Optimus lay on his pillow thinking. Only a few short years ago, he thought he knew who he was…but now…after everything that had happened over the previous weeks…he wasn't certain anymore. Groaning softly, Optimus rolled over and stared at the ceiling fan, watching the propellers spin slowly. Closing his eyes he breathed slowly, listening and feeling the inhale and exhale of each breath. What was he supposed to do? Who was he supposed to be?

When he first came to this reality he knew who and what he was as well as what he was supposed to be? But with everything he went through, with everything he experienced, he adopted a new idea of who he was and what he was supposed to be. He never thought that his past would actually catch up with him.

But it did.

Bulkhead was here, right now just down the hall sleeping…waiting for him to go back home with him. But was it really home? Over the course of the years this has become home too. He had become so accustomed to being human that now it just seemed like second-nature. Almost as if this has what he's always been. Though that was by no means true, it's how he felt.

But how could he knowingly condemn the Autobots, his Autobots to a fate started form a revolution he aided in starting?

What kind of message would he be giving Cole and Kira? If they knew about his past, about the things he's seen, done and felt…if they knew he was knowingly running, hiding from his past…they'd be ashamed.

Drifting away into sleep, Optimus' chest fell heavy with troubling thoughts. It's always "What if—?"

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The dream that Optimus experienced that night was nothing like he'd ever experienced before.

It was as if he was in a pitch black space, enclosed tightly around him, gripping him…suffocating him. The only thing he could hear was his own breath, his own thoughts.

It stayed like that for several minutes until suddenly a light was shed on an upstanding mirror behind him. Turning slowly, Optimus cautiously approached then paused seeing his own reflection…as a Cybertronian.

They stared at one another for what seemed like eternity until slowly, his Cybertronian self turned to walk away.

Then the mirror was blank. There was no reflection.

"Optimus."

Looking around, Optimus searched the blackness…

…that voice…he knew that voice…

"Why are you doing this to yourself sweet-heart? You think you're protecting the kids…and maybe you are, but in the process, you're hurting yourself."

Slowly, stepping out of the darkness, wearing a long, drifting, black, sleeveless gown, Jacklyn smiled. "Hello Optimus."

Opening his eyes wide, it felt as though to Optimus that his heart stopped beating.

"J-Jacklyn? Is it really you?"

Laughing softly, Jacklyn nodded. "Yeah…It's me." Walking forward, her eyes started to tear. "It's good to see you Optimus."

Lifting her hand to his cheek, Jacklyn watched as Optimus pushed his face into her hand, letting himself allow the aching tears from his eyes to fall. Pulling her into his arms, he sobbed quietly. "How is this possible? I thought you were dead… I-I saw your deceased body. I buried you. How can you be here?"

Smiling sheepishly, Jacklyn just shrugged. "Who says I am?"

Pushing away gently, Optimus looked Jacklyn over for a long time, then felt his heart sink. "Are you saying that all this…is just a dream?"

Looking away Jacklyn just shrugged. Also looking Optimus cringed in pain. "Are you saying that none of this real? That this is all just a hallucination conspiring in my brain as a means of fantasy?"

Laughing Jacklyn grabbed Optimus' chin turning him back to face her. She smiled gently, warmly. "Just because this is taking place in your head doesn't mean it's not real. It's as real as you make it, Optimus."

Furrowing his brows he hesitated. "I-I don't understand. What do you—?"

Gently resting a finger on his mouth, she chuckled softly. "Optimus, sometimes things happen in our lives that we don't always understand, sometimes they'll do as so much as knock you down on your back and try to keep you lying down . It's our choice whether or not we're going to find the courage within ourselves to keep trying to get back up."

Pulling Optimus close, Jacklyn purred. "Don't worry so much about Cole, Kira or even Melody. They're stronger than you think. You just need to do what it is you need to do, even if that means taking our children into a potentially dangerous situation. You need to do what you know is right. You have to finish what you started…you need…to face Megatron again."

Looking up suddenly, Optimus flinched. "How do you—?!"

Laughing softly, Jacklyn playfully flicked Optimus in the nose. "Optimus, I'm in your head…I know everything."

Pulling Optimus back over to the mirror again, Optimus paused seeing only his reflection of his Autobot self.

Resting on his shoulder, she smiled and whispered. "You know what it is you need to do Optimus…so do it. Preserve the beliefs you hold so dear. Protect the innocent, defend the weak and never forget who you are. You are Optimus Prime…leader of the Autobots…Cybertron last hope…"

Sighing, Optimus shook his head looking at the mirror, and then he turned to Jacklyn only to find she was gone.

Looking back into the mirror, Optimus stood still. Then slowly, his Cybertronian self reached through the glass, holding out his hand, for his human self to take.

Watching it, Optimus breathed slowly and clasped it tight.

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Opening his eyes, Optimus looked around seeing that the sun was just rising. It was morning.

Rising quickly, Optimus threw off the covers and trotted into and down the hallway. Stopping at Bulkhead's door, Optimus pounded on it, yelling for Bulkhead.

"Bulkhead, get up!"

Opening the door, Bulkhead yawned rubbing his eyes. "Why, what's going on?"

Continuing to move down the hallway to Cole and Kira's rooms, Optimus sighed. "Get dressed and ready to move out in an hour. We're going back to Phoenix and going through the ground bridge. We cannot allow Megatron to step foot into this dimension for there is no telling what damage he can or will do."

Watching Optimus with wide eyes as he rounded the corner, Bulkhead laughed. "Optimus Prime is back and ready to rumble!"

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Helping Bulkhead load the semi truck with everything they had just unpacked, Cole huffed. "Tell me again why we're leaving right after we just got here?"

Looking at Cole, Bulkhead just grinned. "Because Prime just needed to clear his head, and get his thoughts in check."

Looking at Optimus, Cole sighed softly. Something has changed in him all of a sudden, in a way he almost seemed…stronger. He seemed more like a leader.

Clenching his fists, Optimus stood tall on the deck, expanding his mighty chest outward.

The Decepticons were not going to stop searching. Optimus knew that, but chose to pay a blind eye to it.

Not anymore.

No more running.

No more hiding.

As the last descendant of Primus and the carrier of the Matrix of Leadership, he could no longer just sit by and do nothing as Megatron moved in to take the universe for himself. He had to be stopped, and it was going to be Optimus to do it. It's always been Optimus who had to do it.

He was a commander, a soldier…a warrior. Nothing could change that. Nothing could extinguish the fire. Nothing could tame the hunger.

The time to act was now.

He was Optimus Prime…the real Optimus Prime.

Walking off the deck quickly, Optimus surveyed the rig. "Is everything loaded and ready for transport?"

Nodding, Bulkhead gave a 'thumbs-up'. "Loaded and ready to roll."

Nodding in compliance, Optimus huffed softly. "Excellent."

Looking at Cole and Kira who were sitting on the steps to the cabin next to Melody's carrier, Optimus sighed slowly. Turning to Bulkhead he spoke softly. "Bulkhead, may I ask a favor of you?"

Nodding Bulkhead shrugged. "Sure boss bot, anything."

Motioning to the steps, Optimus continued to speak softly. "Will you watch over Melody while I have some time alone with Cole and Kira?"

Looking at them and then back at Optimus, Bulkhead nodded slowly. "Sure Prime, take whatever time you need."

Nodding, Optimus slowly turned away toward Cole and Kira. Smiling softly, he sighed. "Cole, Kira?"

Looking up at the same time, Cole and Kira didn't speak. Turning to his side Optimus continued to smile. "Why don't we go for a walk on the beach before we leave?"

Jumping up Kira was more than willing, but Cole got up slowly watching cautiously. Tilting his head slightly, Cole sighed but remained silent.

As they walked, Optimus said nothing the whole time.

Kira ran ahead, looking for pretty rocks and other interesting things that may have washed up on shore.

Then Optimus stopped and yelled for Kira to return.

Doing so, both Kira and Cole slowly looked at each other and then at Optimus.

Sitting on a log that drifted onto shore, Optimus sighed. "Cole, Kira…do you two remember that story that I told you about that young Machine from another world?"

Falling to the sand, Kira sat and laughed. "You mean the story you told us about Orion Pax? Yeah, I remember that story! That was a good story!"

Looking at Cole, Optimus spoke quietly. "Do you remember that story Cole?"

Thinking for a moment, Cole slowly nodded. "I remember. Why do you ask?"

Slowly looking away, Optimus fell silent. There was no easy way to tell them this…but keeping them in the dark about the bigger picture was no longer an option. They needed to know. They needed to know the whole truth.

Turning back, Optimus smiled sheepishly and leaned back against the log. "What…if I was to tell you two…that Orion Pax…wasn't a fictional character…that he was a real individual, and his story really did happen?"

Both Cole and Kira suddenly fell quiet, and Optimus' heart stopped as he waited for a response.

Suddenly Cole burst out laughing. "Y-You're kidding right? What, we're supposed to believe that there are giant alien robots out in outer space? Yeah right! Nice joke dad… Let me guess, you know them."

Shrugging Optimus sighed. "Yes I do. And so do you."

Cole slowly started to stop laughing. "Really, I haven't seen any giant robots running around."

Sighing Optimus slowly stood looking across the lapping waters of the lake. "That's because they are not robotic organisms in this dimension…they're human, just like you."

Looking at Optimus with disbelief, Cole scoffed. "Really? And just where are these robots dad?"

Turning back around, Optimus straightened. "Coleton…you're looking at one."

Slowly Cole's smile faded. Looking Optimus up and down, Cole shook his head.

Kneeling in front of Cole and Kira, Optimus spoke slowly and calmly. "The truth is children, Orion Pax was my name before I became a Prime. Everything I told you two in that story, was about my past… my true form is that of an autonomous robotic organism from Cybertron. The name Prime is not my last name but is instead the title I carry bestowed on me by my creator, Primus.

Three years ago, I was thrown through a tear in the space time continuum caused by a device we call a ground bridge. My first intention was in trying to find a way of going back…but…when that proved to be pointless…"

Setting her hand on Optimus' Kira stopped him. Looking into his eyes, Kira and Optimus both fell quiet.

Kira stared into Optimus' eyes for a long time. She just stared.

Slowly, she looked at Cole. "Cole, I don't think daddy's lying. I think he's telling the truth."

Furrowing his brows harshly, Cole huffed. "How do you know Kira? There's just no way—."

"Cole—."

Looking up Cole, suddenly felt hand rest on each of his shoulders. Kneeling in front of Cole, Optimus spoke slowly and softly. "—I realize that all of this is hard for you to accept as being the truth. I understand. Thinking about it, yes it all does sound crazy. But just because something may seem different or impossible doesn't mean it's not true."

Turning away Cole didn't know what to say. Chuckling, Optimus took Cole's chin in his hand, turning his face toward his own. Smiling Optimus shrugged. "I'll make you a deal Cole. Let me show you what I really am. If you still don't believe me, I will take you, and your sisters and give to your aunt Matilda and uncle John, and you will never have to see my lying face again."

Holding out a hand, Optimus waited. Looking at Optimus' hand and then at his face, Cole paused. Straightening up Cole shook Optimus' hand. "Okay."

Nodding, Optimus slowly stood. "Alright, now that you two know the truth, we can get moving."

Turning around, Optimus walked quickly back up the shore to the cabin. Trailing closely behind with Cole behind her, Kira huffed in puzzlement. "Daddy, where are we going?"

Looking down, he smiled. "I told you. I'm going to show you both what I really am."

Climbing up the hill to the cabin, Optimus sighed. "Bulkhead, get ready to roll out."

Nodding Bulkhead swung around to open the passenger side door. "You got it boss."

Grabbing Melody's carrier and a book bag from the cabin, Optimus walked to the driver's side door. After getting Melody secured, Optimus placed the bag on the driver's seat, opening it to reveal two hand held guns. Cole and Kira watched as Optimus handed one to Bulkhead.

Taking it, Bulkhead nodded motioning out the windshield. "So we gonna go kick in some Decepticon tailpipe?"

Looking at Bulkhead, Optimus started up the truck and nodded. "Yes Bulkhead, we are."

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