Sorry it's been sooo long since I updated! My plot bunnies ran away and I've had the very worst time trying to find them! Anyone have a spare bunny trap? On a side note, I saw Bumblebee today! I almost couldn't believe my eyes when I saw a beautiful yellow Camaro with black racing stripes AND Autobot insignias! And they weren't decals, either! It also had Transformers written in the racing stripes on the hood! EEEP!
Anyway, on with the story!
Elita woke early the next morning still wrapped snugly in Optimus' arms. She remained still so as not to wake the still recharging mech. She heard a low rumble coming from his chassis and giggled softly. Optimus was snoring again! Wait- again? Where did that come from? How could she possibly know he snores? Well, no use worrying about it, with those warm, strong arms lulling her back into recharge. She snuggled into his warm chassis, her head resting directly over his spark, and slowly slipped back into recharge. She didn't notice a glow behind his chest plates as she lay on his chest, nor did she notice her own breastplates glow in response.
Optimus awoke a short time later, to find Elita snuggled against him. He was sorely tempted to stay right where he was, and just watch her recharge and enjoy the feel of her in his arms, but he knew he had work to do. Slowly, so as not to wake her, he slid one arm under her knee joints and gently held her close as he carried her to his berth. He gently laid her on the massive berth and laid a soft warm blanket over her. He bent down and gently kissed her soft lips before turning to leave.
Elita woke for the second time a few hours later. She looked around, confused for a moment, wondering where she was. She soon realized she was lying on an enormous berth, and remembering being snuggled up to Optimus earlier, she realized this must be his berthroom. Sighing quietly, she decided she needed to get up and have a shower, and some energon. Flinging back the soft blanket she had been covered with, she got up and made her way to Optimus' private washrack. She didn't think he'd mind her using it just this once. Walking inside, she quickly shed her armor and turned the solvent on and stepped inside.
Optimus made his way back to his quarters to see if Elita was up yet, and to bring her some energon. He quickly entered his passcode and the door hissed open. Stepping inside, he set the cube of energon on the table and walked to his berthroom. Upon entering, he saw Elita was nowhere in sight. Figuring Elita had decided to return to her own quarters, he decided to have a quick shower, and then he would bring the energon to her. Stepping into the washrack, he closed the door behind him and began removing his upper armor. The first piece of his armor hit the hard floor with a loud clang. No sooner had it dropped, he heard a piercing femme screech.
"AAAAAAAHHH!" Elita screeched, quickly grabbing a towel.Optimus whipped his helm around to see a very embarrassed Elita holding a towel in front of her armorless protoform.
"E-Elita I'm s-so sorry!" He stammered, turning away quickly and reaching for his own piece of chassis armor. "I didn't realize you were in here. I- I thought you had gone back to your own quarters." Poor Optimus felt his faceplates flush crimson and his cooling fans kick in at the realization that she had been unarmored in front of him! He quickly left the room and allowed her to finish, thanking Primus he had only removed his chest plates!
Elita emerged a few moments later, armor in place, and gleaming brightly. "Orion, I'm so sorry. I didn't think you'd mind if I used your washrack this once. I never expected you to return so quickly." She lowered her faceplates, blushing madly at remembering the sight if his broad, unarmored chest.
Optimus looked at Elita, a look of shock on his faceplate. "W-what did you call me?" He whispered.
"Orion, what's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that? Please, say something, Orion!" She begged.
"Elita, you called me Orion. I haven't used that name in thousands of years." He said softly. "How did you know that name?"
"I- I don't know. It just seemed right, somehow." She said, her soft voice ending in a whisper. Just as Elita was about to speak again, another name hit her processor. "Optimus, who is Ariel?" Elita asked quietly.
"You are, my love, or rather, you were." He rumbled softly. "You stopped using that name at the same time I stopped using Orion Pax."
"Optimus, I'm frightened. What is happening to me? Why is my processor confusing me like this?" She whimpered.
Optimus took her in his arms and held her close, gently stroking her helm. "Shhh, love. Don't be frightened. You are just beginning to recover some of your memory." He said. The hand that had been stroking her helm slid forward and gently caressed her cheek. He slowly lowered his helm and softly touched his lips to hers. "I'm here, sweetspark," he whispered, holding her close. "My Ariel;" he rumbled softly.
Ok, I know this was short, but I really wanted to get something out for you guys after being gone so long. I will try to make the next chapter longer, and there will be a bit of a time jump so I can move this along a bit for you, cause I have a surprise in store for you, my readers! You will see in a couple of chapters! Hee Hee! Please review! They really make my day and inspire me to write more!