Sorry it took so long to update. I have had a bit of writer's block while trying to figure out how to get where I want to go with this story. Hope you enjoy it!
Optimus and the rest of the Autobots waited outside their headquarters, all optics skyward as they watched for any sign of the ship that would bring Elita 1 to Earth. The last few days had been busy ones, preparing for her arrival. Optimus himself had overseen the preparation of her quarters. He had decorated it with items he knew she would like, one being a holocube with the image of the Crystal Gardens of Iacon on it. They had gone there on their first "date" thousands of Earth years ago. Elita treasured the cube, insisting that Optimus take it with him, to have a small part of her with him.
A collective gasp was heard as a bright light shone in the afternoon sun. All optics continued to watch as the "light" began to take shape, and it was soon obvious to all present that it was the enormous Autobot known as Omega Supreme! Omega Supreme gently set down, and extended his gangplank and opened his hatch so the femme within could exit. Optimus watched the hatch, intent on seeing the one he had waited so long to see. Suddenly, a very familiar rose colored femme appeared in the doorway. Optimus froze for a moment, optics widening at the sight of his beloved. He would have liked nothing more than to run to her and take her in his arms, and never let her leave, but he knew he couldn't allow himself to lose control. She was beautiful, more beautiful than he remembered. Her rose colored armor shone in the bright sun; her soft blue optics glowed as she surveyed her new surroundings. Optimus took a few steps forward as the femme made her way toward him and the other Autobots.
"Welcome to Earth, Elita 1. We are all glad to have you here with us. I am Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots." Looking toward the other Autobots gathered there he spoke again. "I would like to introduce you to the rest of the Autobots: Prowl, Hound, Cliffjumper, Ironhide, Bumblebee, Perceptor, Wheeljack, Brawn, Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, Huffer, Jazz, Ratchet, Blaster, Mirage, Trailbreaker, Powerglide, Inferno and Red Alert."
After each Autobot had welcomed Elita 1, they all went back to their normal routines and left Optimus with her. Elita looked around nervously, unsure of what to do next. She wished she knew someone here. Maybe then she wouldn't be so frightened about being so far from home. Optimus felt her fear and looked down at her, smiling warmly. "Would you like me to show you to your quarters?" He asked softly.
"Yes, please. I would like to recharge for a little while." Elita said, as she looked up at Optimus. She saw the kindness in his optics as he spoke to her.
"If you wish, I can give you a tour of the base later, but after you rest, Ratchet will want to see you in med bay. Don't keep him waiting, if you value your helm. He's been known to throw a wrench or two!" Optimus chuckled softly, rubbing his helm at the memory of a furious Ratchet knocking a dent in his helm for being late.
"Do - do you really think he'd hit me with a wrench?" Elita stammered nervously.
"Sorry, Elita. I didn't mean to frighten you. I was just trying to make a little joke. Ratchet would never hit a beautiful femme like you." Optimus did a mental face palm as he realized what he'd just said. How could he be so careless as to tell her she was beautiful? He would have to be more careful from now on. He didn't want to scare her away.
"You think I'm beautiful?" Elita said softly, looking up at Optimus. She couldn't help but notice how handsome he was, and his optics were such a deep blue! There was something about him that made her spark flutter a bit, but she didn't know what. She had only just met him, after all.
They arrived at her quarters rather quickly, and Optimus punched in his code to open the door. "I'll have Prowl create a code for you later today. I hope you like your quarters. I made sure you have your own private washrack, and I put a few things in here I thought you might like".
Elita looked around, noticing a small cube sitting on a table near her recharge berth. She picked it up and looked at the picture on it. "The crystal gardens in Iacon! How lovely! Where did you find this, Optimus?" she cried excitedly.
"Someone very special to me gave it to me when I left Cybertron. I thought it might help you feel a little more at home to have a little bit of Cybertron here with you"; he said.
"I can't keep this, Optimus. It must be very special to you." she said, holding it out to him.
"Please keep it. I want you to have it;" he said softly. "I'm glad you like your quarters. My quarters are across the hall. If you need anything, come find me. You may go anywhere you wish on base, but if you wish to leave for any reason, you will need an escort. There are Decepticons here, and it is too dangerous for you to go alone."
"Thank you for everything, Optimus;" Elita said. Optimus turned to leave, her door gently hissing shut behind him. Elita lay down on her berth, and began to think about the day's events. She didn't get very far, before her optics shuttered, and she was deep in recharge.
Elita woke early the next morning, and feeling rather hungry, decided to set about in search of some energon. She didn't have to look far, as there was a cube of energon sitting on a table in the living area of her quarters. There was also a data pad lying next to it, with a red light blinking, indicating a message was there. She picked up the data pad and began to read the message while sipping her energon.
Elita, I thought I'd leave you a little something to start your day. I will come by later this morning to show you around the base. Optimus Prime
Elita finished her energon and threw the empty cube in the trash. She decided a shower was in order, so she made her way to her washrack and turned the faucet on and adjusted the temperature to suit her. She stood under the sprayer and let the solvent wash over her rose armor. After grabbing a scrubber nearby, and washing herself well, she turned the solvent off and grabbed a large fluffy towel and dried herself off. She rummaged through her things and found a small can of wax, and proceeded to give herself a much needed polish. That done, she checked her internal chronometer, and saw the time was 10:00 A.M. She wondered when Optimus would come by, but she didn't have to wonder very long. A knock on her door caught her attention. "Come in"; she said softly.
Optimus opened her door and it took all of his legendary self control to not let his jaw hit the floor. Elita had been beautiful when she stepped off of Omega Supreme, but now she was absolutely stunning! Her soft rose armor was polished to perfection, the chrome highlights glistened in the soft light. Optimus had to quickly compose himself before he spoke. "Are you ready for your tour?"
"Yes, thank you;" Elita said as she took the arm Optimus offered her. He led her to medbay first, since Ratchet was still waiting to see her.
"Good morning, Elita. I trust you recharged well?" Ratchet said as she walked through the door.
"Yes, thank you. I'm sorry I didn't come to see you last night, like you wanted. I just wanted to take a nap, but ended up recharging all night. You're not angry, are you, Ratchet?" She asked timidly.
"Primus, no! Why should I be?" Ratchet asked.
"Optimus said you didn't like to be kept waiting, and you liked to throw wrenches when you were angry"; Elita said.
Ratchet glared at Optimus. "Why in Primus' name would you tell her something like that, you glitch! The poor femme is scared to death right now because of your big mouth!" Ratchet said, throwing a wrench at Optimus. It hit his helm with a loud clang. "Ow!" Optimus yelped, rubbing the new dent in his helm. "Easy, Ratchet, I was just teasing her a bit. I told her you never hit femmes"; he grumbled.
"Don't worry, Elita. I would never hurt you. Come over here and sit on the berth. I just need to run a few scans to make sure you are functioning properly after your long trip", Ratchet said.
Once Ratchet had finished with her, Optimus led Elita around the base, showing her the control room, Prowl's office, the brig, the training room, and the shooting range. Their last stop was the rec room. Sunny and Sides were in a corner with a cube of high grade, talking about their latest mission. Bumblebee was sitting on the couch watching T.V., and Jazz was listening to some music, courtesy of Blaster. Optimus and Elita walked in and found a table away from most of the noise, and Elita sat down while Optimus brought her a cube of energon from the dispenser. Taking his own cube, he sat across from her and took a small sip.
"Thank you so much for showing me around, Optimus;" Elita said quietly.
"You're welcome, Elita. It was my pleasure. I hate to leave you here, but I must return to my duties. Bumblebee, will you take Elita back to her quarters when she is ready?" Optimus asked.
"Sure Optimus, no problem! Elita, ma'am, just let me know when you want to leave;" Bee said.
"Optimus, wait just a moment, please"; Elita said, as she made her way to him. She leaned up and planted a soft kiss on his cheek plate. "Thank you for the energon this morning"; she said softly, blushing a bit as she spoke.
Optimus was glad he'd worn his face mask that day. It hid the deep blush creeping up his faceplates. "You're welcome. Elita;" he said, turning and walking away quickly, before anyone could see his rapidly reddening faceplates.
A/N: I know Elita is a strong femme, but I figured since she lost her memory, she might be a little shy and unsure of herself, since everything is so new to her, and she has yet to remember how she was before her death.