A/N: I've updated late the last couple of times, so I felt you guys deserved this one! I'm sorry! XD Ironhide has learned how to climb on my desk, and is attacking my hands as I type this. He's so slagging cute. Even when he climbs up my shoulder and bites my ear. XD

I accidently put some fanfiction emails in my spam folder, so I didn't get any alerts about reviews, so I'm going off my review page. If I miss anybody, tell me! I didn't mean to!

REVIEWS

Autobotschic: XD I love them too! I can't even choose a favorite between them! XD You're just a master at filling my ego. I mean, you do it, like every time, and it's getting hard to have to have people pop it... but thank you! XD

IvoryCrawler: XD I should probably warn people about that in the summary. Thank you!

IBrokeThe4thWall: 3rd bane? Who's the other two? (My guess is Megatron, and I can't think of anybody else... But then again, I did just wake up.) That's probably because I can't stay serious for too long or I get kind of depressed. I think there are some darker chapters coming up, but those I had to write without proof reading, and that was left for my Beta Fight the Fighter. She generally does all my grammar checks, and sometimes she disappears for awhile. XD Leave it to Sideswipe!

Shizuka Taiyou: XD We'll see! You never know. Synchro might kill somebody first! XD I'm just kidding!... Or am I?...

Bluebutterflywitch: YUP! It was too much of a fight to keep them out! XD I think everybody found out on their own. Prowl was just the first. XD We'll have to do something about Jazz. Maybe we can stuff him in a giant locker. (I was stuffed in a locker once. I scared the crap out of my seventh grade Principal. It was hilarious)

Xrexheartz: XD Right?

Prowl waited silently as he checked his internal clock for the thousandth time. Bluestreak should have been back by now. The word of Sentinel's death had already spread to over half of Cybertron. The council had already contacted Synchro with the payment that was promised.

One thing remained undone. Bluestreak hadn't returned. Bluestreak had disappeared it seemed. He was sticking with radio silence, and nobody could find him. Synchro was taking it the worst. He was halfway to sending the whole Helix group out to find Bluestreak.

Prowl sighed. Bluestreak was never one to take death lightly. Prowl remembered when Bluestreak got him a cyberkitten, and it had died a week later because of a mis-thrown wrench. Bluestreak was depressed for a week before he could even mention "Cyber" again.

There was no telling how Bluestreak was going to take actually killing two mechs. It was a miscalculation on Synchro's part for not telling Prowl it was Bluestreak shooting the mechs.

Synchro paced as Ironhide stood outside the building with him. "I should have never sent Blue!"

"You can't regret your choices."

Synchro snorted. "I don't think I could live with another child offlining because my own stupidity."

"Another?" Ironhide asked.

Synchro sat down next to Ironhide, and placed his face in his servos. "I use to have three kids. My other two were so much older than Bluestreak. They had a different carrier. Blue was a little tike when… Bluestreak had just learned that Blue was a color! One of his brothers is still around, but the other…" Synchro glanced out to the distance. "He wasn't supposed to offline."

Ironhide rubbed the mech's back. "You don't have to talk about it."

"Shut up. Don't tell me what I can and can't talk about! He was grown! He was an adult! He was around Bluestreak's current age, when I- When I sent him to collect a debt. How was I supposed to know the mech was a bomber?" Synchro shook his helm. "I wasn't."

"My Sire told me a story when I was younger. It was when I and Chromia were first bonded. He told me about my carrier."

Synchro turned to Ironhide. "What about your carrier?"

"My carrier knew she was going to die, and she told him. She was priestess at a shrine, and was blessed with the sight. She told my sire when they first met that he was in love with her."

Synchro smirked. "Must have been some femme."

"I wouldn't know. I've never met her. She offlined when I was a sparkling. She told my sire that if a horrible war came that she was in a happy place."

Synchro shook his helm. "That's horrible."

"The story my sire told even made Chromia cry."

Synchro shook his helm. "Bluestreak's carrier didn't want him. He just pushed Bluestreak away, and left him with me."

Ironhide remained silent while the mech continued talking.

"He's seen him before. He'll never know it was his carrier though. All because his Carrier is the worst of the worst." Synchro stopped. "Well, I can't really say that. He's slagging FINE!"

Synchro jumped as a comm. Interrupted his thought.

::Hey, it's Node. You wanna pick up your over energized youngling?::

::Bluestreak?::

::Yeah. He's passed out at the bar::

::I'll be right there. Thanks Node::

::No problem::

Synchro sighed. "Bluestreak is at Node's bar."

Ironhide smirked. "Really?"

"Passed out. That kid has the purest spark I know. I feel sorry for having to corrupt it."

"Who's his carrier, if you don't mind me asking?"

"You've met him too." Synchro sniffed. "So has Ratchet, Smokescreen, half of Praxus."

Ironhide just stared at him with a blank look.

Synchro snorted. "Wouldn't want you to hurt yourself thinking. It's Striker." Synchro stood up. "Tell Prowl I found Bluestreak."

Ironhide glared. "You're kidding."

Bluestreak sniffed as his helm began spinning. "I was good!" He slurred at the dark green praxian sitting in front of him.

The mech nodded. "I'm sure you were. Why don't you just pass out again? You were cute when you were recharging."

"Can't recharge now! They're gonna come after me! They're gonna take Prowl away, and feed him to a monster because I'm a murderer!"

"You're not a murderer, Blue."

Bluestreak's bright optics softened. "Node, Node, Node, Node. You're so nice, and Pretty! You don't know the things that happen. I want to be like you. I want to be like brother."

Node shook his helm. "Blue, I think you're doing just fine."

"I'm not okay! I'm lonely. Prowl's grown up, Smokey's grown up. Kaymin's gone. Serenade's gone. I'm so lonely." Bluestreak's helm fell to the table. "I'm so lonely, Node."

Node stood up from the bar, and stared down at Bluestreak. "Blue, you're not alone. You can't possibly be alone."

"But I am. I don't have anybody. I don't have anybody to share anything with. Nobody to share feelings with. Nobody to treat me like I'm special. Nobody loves me."

"Blue, I love you."

"That's not what I meant." Bluestreak's optics began to fade out. "That's not what I meant at all."

Node watched as he young bot passed out again. "Blue…" Node shook his helm. "Poor mech." Node sat down, and began petting Bluestreak's helm. "You'll be fine. You're surrounded by mech's and femme's who love you. They would do anything for you. You're so far away from being alone, Little guy."

"He's not so little anymore, Node."

Node glanced up at the red and black mech. "No, he isn't."

Synchro shook his helm. "I shouldn't have sent him out."

"He's fine." Node stood up. "He's a deep drunk, that's for sure."

"He lets all those deep thoughts come out." Synchro smirked. "How have you been? I haven't visited in a while. Tell Sire all your problems."

Node smirked. "Well, there's this one mech, he's red and black, I think you know him."

Synchro snorted. "What about the old psycho."

"He's in my bar."

Synchro sneered. "Younglings these days. Don't know how to respect their elders."

"I think the elders don't know how to respect the younglings." Node sighed as he walked behind the bar. "Do you want something, Old Mech?"

"One of your regular blends would be wonderful!" Synchro sat down next to Bluestreak. "He seems a little beat up."

"Bar fight in Kaon. He said a set of twins helped him."

"I didn't send Sliver or Frost with him."

"He said it was two mechs." Node placed a cube in front of Synchro. "Sideswipe and Sunstreaker."

Synchro frowned. "The gladiators?"

Node nodded. "Blue doesn't know, but you know how he is about that stuff. The less he knows, the happier he is."

Synchro took a sip of the cube, and let the burning sensation go down his throat. "I do."

Silence took over the room as more bots began coming in as it got later. It wasn't very long before Synchro began enjoying the show of over energized bots going at it. He simply smirked as a bot was slammed down on the bar next him.

Node growled. "Hey! Are you idiots planning on waxing that after you scratch it all up! And I'm not talking about your ugly aft faces!"

Synchro snorted. "You have a fine establishment."

"Shut up, and take your youngling home."

"I would, but you're working."

"I was talking about Blue. Besides, Striker tends to come in on days like these. I doubt you want to run into him right now."

"I do not." Synchro chugged the rest of his cube. "Thank you."

"No problem." Node helped Synchro load Bluestreak onto his back. "Is it bothering your doorwings?"

"No, they're okay." Synchro nodded to Node. "Thank you again. I'll be leaving. Come visit sometime. You have yet to meet Prowl, or Smokescreen."

"Blue tells me enough about them."

Synchro smiled. "They're nothing like that face to face. Good bye."

"Bye." Node waved as Synchro walked out of the building.

A/N: Ironhide is refering to my Story "Terrible Things".