"We have to find him," Optimus hissed as he continued to search for his scout.

"Optimus…" Lennox breathed, he had been chasing the worried prime for quite some time now. "We will find him. But you need to rest. You've been at this for weeks now. You barely have any energy left."

Optimus sighed. He knew that. His whole frame was extremely weak from searching. His energon was low and his spark was aching. Not only was Bumblebee taken but something about that being made his spark turn. The familiarity. The connection. He just could not place a finger on it.

Sighing, Optimus transformed. "Are you coming?"

Lennox shook his head, Always the one to push himself. Lennox got in the blue and red semi and buckled in.

"Let's go," Lennox said quietly.

Optimus rolled out and started to drive back to the base. During the drive, Optimus couldn't stop thinking about what had occurred. Bumblebee was taken, the Autobots and humans still didn't completely trust each other, and now this figure of some sort was lurking around and grabbing them when they were least expecting it.

Days have now turned into weeks, and with no sign of his yellow scout, Optimus was becoming more and more reckless. And he knew it. He had promised himself that he would never let anything hurt his youngling. And now that promise seemed to be broken. He had no idea if Bumblebee was dead or alive.

No. He's alive. Never think he's dead. Optimus mentally kicked himself. If only I had gotten there quicker. If only I hadn't let him out that night. If only…

"Optimus."

Broken out of his thoughts, Optimus focused his attention on his passenger. "Yes?"

"Look," Lennox pointed out the window. "Are those Bumblebee's doorwings?"

Optimus skidded to a stop. Lennox quickly exited the truck, just barely making it before Optimus transformed. Optimus followed Lennox's gaze to pieces of metal sprawled out in the middle of a small canyon. They were yellow and black, with clear parts on the inside, sticking out. Resembling...windows. Wings.

"No...no," Optimus sprinted towards the metal and once there, fell to his knees.

Finally catching up, Lennox looked as well. "Oh no...I'm sure he's...fine. Optimus, I'm sire he's okay." Lennox breathed hesitantly.

The two door wings not only were torn up, like they had been ripped off, there were massive spots of energon leaking everywhere.

"They were torn out. Ripped out. By force. He's…" Optimus couldn't bring himself to finish. Been tortured. Optimus thought angrily.

Lennox knew exactly what Optimus didn't finish. "But, there isn't a body. There is still hope Prime. We now have proof that Bumblebee was here. At some point."

"At some point. Some point. He was here." Optimus growled. "When I find whoever did this, I will personally turn their insides, into their outsides." Optimus threatened quietly.

Lennox backed up. He had never seen Optimus like this. The way his optics dimmed the blue and turned the light into hatred. The way his whole frame seethed with anger. His fists were clenched so tight, that Lennox swore he saw them crack. And the way he stood when Optimus started to stand up, taking the parts with him. Lennox finally saw it. The hatred, anger, horror, fear, and the thirst for the being. What he saw, petrified him.

Optimus slowly transformed and opened the door. "Get in." He growled quietly.

Lennox obeyed and climbed in at light speed. Optimus slammed the door shut and took off. Lennox looked next to him and saw the doors of Bumblebee.

"Oh kid," he breathed, "please be okay. We're coming."

"Well, good news is, is that Bumblebee's wings have fresh emergon on them." Drift explained to the crowd of Autobots.

"How is that good news?" Crosshairs snapped at the samurai.

"If I may finish," Drift growled back, "it means that Bumblebee had crossed that area not long ago. Which also means that he was or still is close to that area. He couldn't have gotten far."

"Well then, let's go and search, find him, and kick some ass on the way!" Hound boosted.

The remaining Autobots and humans cheered. Just as they started to turn away, Drift stopped them, "we must wait for our leader first. For this mission, we need every bot we can. There is no way for us to know what we are going up against. Bumblebee was one of our strongest and one of the hardest of us to capture. If this thing can capture him, then we must be careful. We also need our strongest at his best for this mission."

"How do we know if Optimus is even going to be ready for this? No of us are medics." Sam piped in. "I've known Optimus for a long time, and I have never seen him this weak."

"So what if the Prime can't fight," Simmons argued. "We have a mini army of bots and humans. Optimus can sure as hell sit this one out."

"No. He saw that thing take Bee. He has a better perspective of it then we do. We need him for this." Sam backfired.

"Fine. Fine. Then where is he?" Simmons crossed his arms.

Every being in the room started to turn their heads and helms in search of the Prime.

"Well then, he isn't even here to help with the planning of the mission. That settles it. We're leaving." Simmons shrugged walking way.

"No." Sam snapped. Simmons turned around. "We're not leaving Optimus behind. He's probably just resting. Most likely trying to gain his strength back. Just give him a few more hours and then we'll go. If he won't come then, then we'll leave. Alright?" Sam turned and faced the crowd. Once Sam saw heads nod and murmurs of yes, he was satisfied. "Okay. Until then, start preparing yourself. We want to be as prepared as possible."

Both Autobots and humans then began to scatter and prepare. Sam walked over to Lennox and asked, "Is Optimus in his room?"

"He should be," Lennox nodded towards the room hallway. "If he's not then I'm going to…"

"I'll go find him." Sam quickly cut Lennox off.

He then walked down the hallway, passing each room with ease. Sam still wasn't as comfortable around the new Autobots. He the stopped at the black and yellow door and sighed. I just reunited with my best friend, only to lose him once again.

He then walked on and came to a stop in front of Optimus's door. Here we go. Sam pushed open the door and found Optimus leaning against an open window.

"You doing okay, big guy?"

Optimus slightly turned his helm and nodded. His navy blue optics never once left the window.

"He's going to be alright Optimus. Trust me." Sam said calmly.

"The last time a human said to trust them, over one hundred of my Autobots and closest friends were killed." Optimus glared out the window.

Sam was silent. He knew that. The last time he had seen Optimus, humans he had trusted turned their backs and started to kill the Autobots off. Ratchet, Sam knew, his death still made Optimus livid.

"I know...I know." Sam looked down feeling guilty.

"Sam…" the Prime started, "where, where did you go? After the battle in Chicago, you disappeared."

Sam took a deep breath. This is going to be hard. Telling Optimus what he did after that battle was something Sam never wanted to talk about. But looking at Optimus's face, he knew he had to tell him.

"I...I got a job at one of the biggest companies around," he stated slowly. "When the world announced that all transformers were to be hunted down and killed, I knew that Bee would be in greater danger if I had stayed with him. So I," Sam gulped, "I told him to leave and never come back. I acted angry and basically told him to fuck off." Sam had looked away from Optimus when he said this. He didn't need to look that Optimus to see his face. The anger, betrayal, hurt, and understanding.

"I never wanted to. But that was the only way for him to leave. For him to be safe. If he had stayed with me any longer, both of us would've been caught dead. I regretted those words before they even came out of my mouth. I never once contacted him after that."

Optimus nodded. He was still scowling but Sam could see in Optimus's optics that he understood. "What happened then?" The Prime asked.

"Then I got a new job, changed my name to Nozzi Morgan," Sam smiled at Optimus's face. "I know, stupid name. Don't ask where I came up with it."

Optimus smirked and shook his helm. "But then...the company paired up with this bigger company...to...hunt you guys down. I never knew why. But then Autobots were coming in. Not alive either. I didn't know what to do. I tried telling them that you guys were good and that this shouldn't happen. But I also couldn't let them know who I was. So after awhile, I started to go along with it. I swear in my life Optimus. I didn't want to. But if they figured out who I was…"

"I know." Optimus broke in. "I understand Sam. You were trying to protect those around you and yourself. I would've done the same."

Sam smiled. Of course Optimus would say that. He looked at the prime. Optimus was always the one to never yell, or get angry at you. He would alway hear your side and be understanding no matter what. Sam shook his head. How was Optimus like this? How, after everything he has been through, how is he still one of the kindest beings?

"You know Optimus?" Optimus turned to look at Sam once again, "you haven't changed a bit." Sam smiled. Optimus's optics widened and then a small smile broke out on his face.

"Neither have you Sam."

Holy...wow. Hey guys! It's been a while. AGAIN! I'm so sorry that this one took awhile to write but I've been very busy.

Not only did my computer break but my internet got shut down for a week. I've been having to write this off my phone when I'm out of the house. Which is a pain.

But I finally finished this chapter! Yayayya!

BUT OMFG I SAW TRANSFORMERS 5 AND I ABSOLUTELY LOVED E IT. THE ACTION WAS AMAZING AND CRITICS CAN KISS MY ASS BECAUSE THIS ONE IS THE BEST YET! (In my opinion) THE BUMBLEBEE AND OPTIMUS FIGHT WAS BADASS! AND I LOVED THAT BUMBLEBEE WAS IN MOST OF THE MOVIE. AND OF COURSE OPTIMUS HAS TO MAKE HIS GRAND ENTRANCES.

Anyway, I'll try and get the next chapter out sometime in a few weeks.

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