This is chapter 6 everybody. Hope you enjoy. Please review.

A few months have passed since the incident. Elita was getting along great with the organic servants, especially Bumblebee. He loved her like a sister would. One time he made her a picture frame that held a photo of her father. She thanked him and always kept it by her bed. Nemesis however, was a different story. Ever since he saved her, he tries to approach her but then often ends up snapping at her. Elita wondered if he could try to at least lighten up. She sighed. Not possible. She let her thoughts take control of her as she fell into a peaceful slumber, unaware that she was being watched.

It had snowed last night. The gardens looked beautiful in the snow. Bumblebee was eager to play in the snow with Elita. After being inspected over and over again by Arcee, Bumblebee was given the O.K and he practically dragged Elita outside. They both played, made snowmechs, and snowball fights. After a while, Arcee came out and put a scarf around Bumblebee. He scoffed and tried to take it off as Arcee went back inside.

"Bumblebee Arcee is just making sure that you're ok" Elita said calmly

"Yeah, but she doesn't have to remind me that I need to put my scarf and mittens on. It's embarrassing" he wailed.

Elita calmly picked up the child and brought him to the area in his chest where her spark was. She whispered calm words to him.

"It's because your mother loves you and cares so much about you".

Bumblebee just sat in her hand. After a while, she put him down on the ground and they leaned against a tree, staring into the sky. For a while, they said nothing until Bumblebee spoke.

"Hey Elita, I know about your dad but what about your mom"?

"…she died when I was sparked. I don't know her, but my father said she was kind as she was beautiful. I only wish I could at least meet her, get to know her…"

Elita drifted off. She was reminded of her father and wondered if he was alright. She felt tears come to her optics. She missed her father dearly. Bumblebee noticed this and immediately did everything he could to make her feel better. She smiled at what he was doing and challenged him to another snowball fight. After hours of playing, the sun began to set. As cold as an icicle, Elita and Bumblebee went inside. Arcee told Bumblebee to go to his room and take a hot bath. Elita was just about to do the same until Arcee stopped her.

"Lord Nemesis wishes to see you in his living room" she declared.

"Can't it wait until after I've taken a hot bath? Besides, I don't know where the living room is" Elita protested. She was freezing.

"I'm sorry. He said now and Prowl will escort you" Arcee said as Prowl entered the room.

Elita grumbled as she followed Prowl. She kept her arms crossed around her chest. She was so cold; she was surprised that she didn't lose a piece of her body. Prowl stopped at a large door.

"The living room Miss Elita. Lord Nemesis will be with you" he announced and walked away.

Elita then opened the door and was greeted with a fire place that had a fire going on. Elita wasted no time and rushed over to the fire. She stopped in front of it and felt warmth flowing into her. While she was near the fire, it still wasn't enough to make her warm. Elita felt something warm and soft cover her body. She looked down and saw a blanket was wrapped around her. She turned her head and saw that Nemesis was kneeling down to sit next to her.

"I apologize for calling you so suddenly, but I wanted to speak to you" he said in an incredible gentle voice.

"About what"? Elita questioned.

"…a little later perhaps. You must get warm first" he said.

Nemesis stood up and walked over to a nearby table. Elita just stared at him. What could he possibly want to talk to her about? A few seconds later, he returned with some energon that looked warm and tasty. He then handed it over to Elita.

"Drink it. That energon will help" he explained, the gentleness never leaving his voice.

Elita held it for a minute, then pressed the cup to her lips and let the energon go down her throat. It began to warm her systems and she felt good. Nemesis watched her in silence. After Elita had finished her energon, she stared at Nemesis who was watching her calmly. Without any warning, he gently pulled her towards him. Elita was a bit startled at first. She had been pulled to a chest that belonged to a supposedly cold mech. But when she was near his chest, it felt incredibly warm.

"I had read that sharing body heat is the best way to get warm" he said calmly.

Elita blushed, thankful that the blanket was still wrapped around her body. Elita sat on the dark lord's lap. She admitted that it felt really nice. They both sat there for a few minutes until Nemesis spoke.

"I heard what you said to Bumblebee outside. About your mother that is".

Elita stared into his optics in shock. He heard? Her mother was not an easy subject to bring up.

"I just wanted you to know that I know how it feels. To lose someone you love, and to never see them again….I know how it feels".

Elita kept staring at him. His eyes were filled with a sadness that no one should ever see. She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck. Elita felt tears fill her eyes as she hugged Nemesis. She was surprised when he hugged her back. She then heard him speaking.

"My father, Sentinel Prime, was killed a few months after I was sparked. A sorcerer called the Fallen placed a curse on his shield and was killed during the battle. It was hard for my mother because she needed to take care of me alone."

"…your mother was a brave femme" Elita whispered quietly.

"Thank you".

Elita then let go and cuddled to his chest. They sat there staring at the fire for some time. Elita began to grow very tired. Nemesis noticed this and brought her closer to his chest. He began to hum softly in her ear which made her feel tired even more.

"Sleep now, my beautiful Elita".

That was the last thing Elita heard before she fell into a peaceful sleep.

WOO-HOO I am on a role. I hope everyone is enjoying this. P.S the rating may or may not go up to T. It depends on how the later chapters are affecting the story.