Cliffjumper's POV;

I stepped through the ground bridge looking gazing around the base. It was the same as always. Rachet had his little dysfunctional computer, and there was the organic sized elevator for Agent Fowl, I mean Fowler.

But other than that the room was empty. Except for Arcee, Bulkhead, Bee, and Boss Bot of course.

I know I probably should be more respectful to Rachet, he is the reason I am still here anyways. But right now I was frustrated. I wanted to know what was so different about this organic girl.

Rachet stepped in behind me. His steps were heavy, like something was weighing him down. The secret about the organic probably.

"So what's the story about her." I demanded turning to face him. He just looked desperately to Optimus.

"What girl?" Bulkhead asked. Bee chirped the same question.

"You're still talking to her?" Arcee asked smirking.

"Her name is Carly." I said, looking back at the rest of the group. I swore I saw Optimus flinch at the mention of her name.

"How do you know her?" Optimus asked.

"I saw her crouching on the side of a gravel road. She looked like she had been through hell, so I stopped to talk to her. What's so wrong with that?!"

"I tried to stop him from seeing her, Optimus, but he deserves to know if he won't." Rachet said looking apologetically at Optimus.

"I suppose he does deserve to know." He sighed taking in a big breath. "Carly is my daughter."

I didn't know how to respond to that. Was he serious?! But she knew nothing about us! Or did she? I couldn't tell!

I racked my brain trying to process this.

"But I thought Eleta-1 was your sparkmate."

"She was. But she fell in the war." he looked away for the moment before continuing. "When Rachet and I first came to Earth I meet this organic. Everything about her was exactly like Eleta-1 I couldn't explain it. It was as though she was reborn on Earth. I began to see her on a regular basis. Soon I found myself in love with her. I wanted to be with her always. When she became pregnant, I knew that was a sign, a sign that we could finally be together…" his voice broke, like he couldn't say anymore.

"But she died while having Carly." I said remembering what Carly had told me.

"Yes. I vowed to never let anything happen to that baby girl."

"Then why fake your death. You must know how much it's hurting her!"

"Rachet's clocking around our home began to fail, he was soon able to see my spark signal. I had to leave, that way when the Decepticons resurface, they will never know about her, they will never be able to hurt her. That is why Rachet has warned you to stay away. That is why I advise caution."

"How could it begin to fail?" Arcee asked.

"We don't have the sufficient technology."

"So Cliff's girlfriend is Optimus Prime's daughter?" Bulkhead laughed.

"We just started going! I don't know if we can consider it girlfriend/boyfriend yet. She didn't even admit that we went on a date tonight."

"I can vouch for that." Rachet said, "I saw the whole thing." Bee chirped and whirled in response.

"Bee's right, that sounds a little creepy…" Arcee said.

"I'm just looking out for her."

"But wouldn't the Con's be able to track you?" I questioned.

"I asked him to look out for her from a distance." Optimus said putting a hand on the mech's shoulder.

"But still wouldn't that seem suspicious?" I asked. Optimus just sighed. "And are you ever going to tell her? I'm sure she wouldn't mind as long as she knew you were alive. She could stay here at the base with us. She is graduating soon."

"She would be put at risk."

"But we could protect her! Keep a constant eye on her! She would be safe!"

"You just can never be sure when Decepticons are in the mix."

"But they are gone! There has been no sign of the con's for over two years!"

Decepticon's POV;

Starscream sneered down on the lush forest in Montreal. The trees were too thick for his scouts to find the energon mine. He paced back and forth tapping his foot in annoyance on the metal flooring.

Soundwave walked onto the bridge silent as always. His best and worst quality. He was a good listener, and he would never talk your ear off. But the constant watching, listening, studying everyone's every move. It was more than a little unnerving.

"I trust you have good news for me."

'This was not a date!' a female voice said ringing crystal clear from Soundwave's recording. A quiet kissing sound quickly followed.
'Now it was. See you tomorrow.' A familiar cocky male voice said.
A small commotion sounded and something fell to the ground after the sound of a door opening.
'Carly! Thank god! Where the hell...CLIFFJUMPER?!' another familiar voice said, this one female.

"Interesting. I would like you to keep an eye, or should I say ear, on this development." I said dismissing him.