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I looked away from Optimus, almost embarrassed. He explained what he learned to me. I felt his hand gently covered, him waiting for me to explain.

"I'm sorry," I said.

Optimus gave a deep kiss, almost taking my breath away. He pulled back, his forehead leaning against mine.

"Don't apologize," he murmured. "I want you to feel safe, and I wish you would've told me sooner."

I shrugged. "I just want to forget all of this, OK?"

Feeling Optimus's hand gently squeeze mine, almost reassuringly. I looked at Optimus, his vivid blue eyes watching me carefully. His lips set in a small smile.

Optimus POV

Optimus gave Desirée one last kiss, telling her how much he loved her, before leaving her bedroom. They spent a little time talking, mainly Optimus trying to distract her from her obvious worries. It wasn't fair to her to be dealing with so much.

Though he was still tired from overusing the Holoform, Optimus Prime was going to settle the tensions that seemed to have built between his Sparkmate and Elita. In the Prime's optics, the drama that was unfolding between the two femmes had been going on far too long.

When he found Elita in her alt. mode, he waited until she awoke from her recharge to speak to her.

"Oh, Optimus!" she exclaimed through the ComLink. "How are you? Primus, you look exhausted. When was the last time you recharged?"

Optimus's eyes closed as he gave an audible sigh. "Please activate the Holoform," he said in a defeated tone.

When the electric blue sparks exploded, Elita's Holoform sat on the motorcycle, looking at Optimus almost sheepishly. Optimus knew there were some underlying feelings Elita had for him. He tried letting her know that he wasn't interested in her romantically anymore; he had a Sparkmate, Sparklings. She had always been insistent though.

"I need to speak to you about something," Optimus said, rubbing his hands over his face. He could feel Elita's eyes watching him the whole time.

"What is it?" she asked.

Optimus looked at the femme with a deep set frown. "It's about Desirée." He saw her eyes darken just a little. "She said that you went into her room and acted...strangely."

A confused set on the femme's Holoform's face. She tucked some of her brown hair behind her ears, looking at the Prime's Holoform as if he had grown three heads.

"Strangely?" she exclaimed. "I...don't understand. I've rarely spoken to her."

"I spoke to her," he went on to explain. "She said you were talking about how our relationship isn't 'normal'. How I've changed."

Elita frowned. "You have changed," she admitted. "I can't put my finger on it, though."

Optimus held up a hand, stopping the femme from interrupting him any further.

"She also said that you started threatening the Sparklings."

Elita's eyes widened. "Optimus, I don't remember saying any of this," she exclaimed. "I swear to Primus, I don't know what she's talking about! I have rarely spoken to the human."

Optimus sighed.

"Are you saying I'm lying?" Elita looked almost pained.

"I'm not accusing you of lying or anything else," Optimus sighed. "I'm just telling you what I know. Don't take any offense to what I'm telling you; just try and understand that."

Optimus's Holoform dissipated, leaving Elita's Holoform there alone, thinking over what she'd been informed.

Desirée POV

After Optimus left, I scowled. I wanted this whole problem with Elita to just end. It was completely unnecessary to be worrying over something like that. Sure, I found it a bit troubling, but the whole point of not wanting to tell someone was so that it wouldn't escalate into getting Optimus involved. He was already exhausted from overworking himself, using the Holoform nonstop.

Sighing, I looked at the ceiling. I just hoped something like that never happened again.

No One's POV

The Creators were getting beyond frustrated. Their patience was wearing thin. How were they going to successfully get Optimus?

"Use the femme," one had suggested. "Get into her system...dispose of the others, but bring the Prime back alive!"

It seemed like the easiest solution, but they were getting a little suspicious, if not curious on why the femme's behavior had suddenly changed. But with Lockdown dead, and the Creators having no other way to bring the Prime back to their ship, using that femme seemed like a logical solution. With most of the Transformers' kind deceased, killing off the rest of the creations to get to Prime seemed effortless. But when it came to their families, that's when it would become difficult.

The Creators noticed how protective they got over their loved ones. They'd stop at nothing to protect their precious families.

"Kill the families first," another suggested. "Getting the others out of the way will be more successful that way. Prime will be an easy target to acquire that way."

With all the ways the Creators could get their hands on Prime, the thought of using the femme always lingered in the backs of their minds. Using her would be a backup plan.

Just in case the others didn't turn out as successful as they thought.

Desirée POV

"Any news on Galvatron?" Ratchet had come in to do another scan. The Holoform glanced at me briefly before continuing his visit. He shook his head wordlessly, a simple grunt the only noise he made. "What's gotten you so upset?"

"I'm not upset," Ratchet said gruffly, the corners of his mouth twitching.

"Do you have somewhere to be?" I felt a bit of mischievous joy fill me. Was he finally acknowledging Rosalyn's feelings?!

"Why are you asking so many questions?" he grumbled irritably.

"Cause you're avoiding them." I arched a brow, giving the medical officer a slight smirk.

He gave me a look before sighing, still not answering my question.

"Well?" I dragged.

"Where I go on my free time should be of no concern of yours." Ratchet finished his scan and looked at me with slight irritation. "The Sparkling's developing at a healthy rate, and your body's stress levels have decreased."

I nodded appreciatively. "That's good!" I exclaimed. Pausing for a moment, I tried hiding a smirk from spreading across my face. "Do you know how Rosalyn's been lately? I haven't seen much of her or her kids."

I saw Ratchet's shoulders stiffen, his eyes looking a little distant. Trying so desperately, I tried hiding the full blown smile that wanted to spread across my face. Ratchet was noticing Rosalyn! But was he noticing her in a romantic way?

"I've seen her once or twice," he said slowly, as if he were thinking over his words.

"Is she OK?" I asked.

Ratchet's blue eyes met mine, and a sudden realization hit him. "Desirée, please," he scoffed. "If you think anything romantic is going on between Rosalyn and I, you're mistaken."

Snorting, I gave Ratchet my best look. "Really? She's been crushing on you since the day you entered her life. Something's going on between the two of you and it isn't friendly."

Giving an audible sigh, Ratchet gave me a defeated look. While the relationship the medical officer and I shared was good, discussing personal matters was out of the question.

Occasionally, though, I'd give the poor Autobot a little teasing just to annoy him (and I honestly don't have anything else to do), but he knows I mean nothing behind it. Unless Rosalyn's involved. Then I mean everything behind it!

"Desirée, Rosalyn is doing just fine," Ratchet exclaimed. "She's healthy; her Sparklings are healthy; everything is fine for her."

I nodded in appreciation. "That's good! The next time you drop by to visit her, tell her I said hi."

Ratchet frowned at me, but I gave him a slight smirk in response. When his Holoform dissipated, and I was alone with my thoughts, I let my smirk drop.

I missed everyone. Cade and the others helped watch over the girls, so I didn't get to see them as often as I would have wanted. Optimus was tired, so he didn't really use the Holoform as frequently. Everyone had their own lives to worry about...and I was pregnant, laying on a bed.

Story of my life, I thought miserably.

Mya POV

As the relationship progressed between the human woman and the Autobot, Mya found herself respecting Ironhide all that much more. He had shown great patience in their time together.

Mya had made it very clear that they weren't going to rush into anything too drastic; that if they were going to have an actual relationship, it had to be a steady one. The green eyed woman wasn't one to just jump into things she didn't truly understand. Being in a relationship with Ironhide was something she really didn't understand!

But she knew that they'd get everything figured out eventually. And that excited her.

QUICKY A/N:

HEY-YO! I HOPE THIS UPDATE WAS DECENT. I TRIED ADDING A LITTLE VOICE ACTION BETWEEN THE CREATORS, I DON'T KNOW IF YOU GUYS WOULD LIKE THAT OR NOT...

ANYWHO, I DON'T KNOW HOW YOU GUYS LIKE ALL THE DIFFERENT POV'S IN THE STORY. DO YOU THINK I'M USING THAT TOO MUCH, OR DO YOU LIKE THE IDEA OF SEEING HOW THE OTHERS ARE PROGRESSING IN NORMAL LIFE NOW?

IF YOU GUYS THINK I'M USING TOO MANY POV'S, THEN LET ME KNOW. OR IF YOU WANT ME TO FOCUS ON JUST ONE CHARACTER FOR AN UPDATE OR TWO, THEN LET ME KNOW AND I'LL FOCUS ON THAT CHARACTER FOR AN UPDATE OR TWO. I JUST WANT TO MAKE SURE YOU GUYS ARE HAPPY IN THIS FANFIC!

WELL, YOU GUYS KNOW NOTHING IN THE TRANSFORMERS MOVIEVERSE IS MINE AND THE FOUR OC'S ARE ALSO NOT MINE. I ONLY OWN MY CHARACTERS AND MY FILLERS. I THINK I MIGHT'VE MENTIONED OR ASKED THIS A WHILE BACK, BUT I THINK SOMEONE MENTIONED THAT THERE WOULD BE A FIFTH TRANSFORMERS MOVIE POSSIBLY BEING MADE SOME TIME IN THE FUTURE...?! I DON'T KNOW...I THOUGHT I HEARD THAT OR SAW THAT SOMEWHERE.

BUT, ENOUGH OF MY RAMBLINGS. NO ONE LIKES A LONG AUTHOR'S NOTE, ANYWAY! TAKES TOO MUCH TIME TO READ.

I HOPE EVERYONE HAD A WONDERFUL DAY!

STAY SNAPPY.

THANK YOU, ONE AND ALL.

READ, REVIEW, ENJOY!

YOURS TRULY,

~SMITHY