" C-Can I help y-you?" I ask nervously as a bot stares at me.

" You, Shadow feel okay?" He asked. I pause, wondering why he spoke like that, then answer.

" I hurt a little but otherwise…" I trail of as a large group walks in, all of them looking as if someone died.

" Are you sure?" One whispers.

" Yes…." Ratchet answers. Then to me he softens. " Your… You only have a few Earth days to live Shadow."

I sit utterly silent. I was deactivating? Why?

" I'm-so-sorry." A blue bot says quickly. It'sallmyfault! I-Ishouldhavetryedharder! I'msosorry!" He sobs quickly.

"You're a minute late again Blurr." I pointed out playfully.

" Naaaa!" Blurr answered equally playful. I 'snorted,' looking back in front of me. The whole night was like this, simple, one-sentence conversations once every thirty minutes. At Midnight the we looked around.

" Aren't-Ironhide-and-Jazz-suppose-to-take-their-posts-now?" Blurr questioned quickly.

I blink the memory away and star at Blurr. Slowly I reach out and touch his shoulder.

" It's not…"

Blurr screamed at the Seeker and rushed over. He got shot in the chassis and fell backward and watched weakly as Starscream carelessly plucked the shaking me of the ground and flow off. Blurr off-lined temporarily as the Trine flow of with me.

Blurr gripped my hand weakly as he cried. Suddenly I remember that his armor should be melting mine.

" It worked…?" I said in awe as Hardhead stepped forward and helped comfort Blurr. Prime stepped up.

" Shadow… We are all sorry you had to go through this…"

I smiled as the real my shone through, pouring happiness over everyone like a waterfall.

" I'm not."

Ratchet's medical log:

Today at 8:30 local Earth time our dear friend Shadow deactivated peacefully.

Cause: Unknown

Four days after he was reactivated from a five-year stasis.

The 'services' is tomorrow.

(We'll all miss you a lot Shadow.)

The end.

D8 So sad….