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One month later…

It was a warm day of 10th July…

"Mommy, mommy look what I have," a little girl shouted to her mother, as she ran toward her holding something in her hands. The little girl was probably no more than 7 years old; she had long blue hair with a big blue bow in it and big blue eyes; she was dressed in short white dress that fluttered in the wind as she ran.

Her mother turned around and kneeled in front of her.

"What do you have there, hm…?" her mother asked, as the little girl stopped in front of her. "Show me."

The little girl turned her head to the right and to the left making sure no one was watching her.

"I can't," she suddenly said. "It's a secret," the little girl replied shyly.

"Come on, you can show me," her mother said. "I promise, I won't tell anyone."

"I don't know," the little girl said, somewhat uncertainly."They will be mad at me if I show you."

"They…?!" Her mother said surprised. "Who's they?" she asked, looking at her daughter.

"The doctor with big black eyes and his assistant," the girl replied, and then she bent down and whispered into her mother's ear. "They are standing next to you," she said, as she returned to her original position.

Her mother quickly turned her head, but she saw no one.

"There's nobody here," her mother said. "Now, show me what you got in your hands." she said, trying to open her daughter's hands.

"NO!" the little girl shouted angrily.

"Don't argue with me young lady, and show me NOW!" her mother ordered.

The little girl opened her hands and raveled a small human heart that was still beating in her hands.

The birds suddenly stop singing, and the sound of the heartbeats filled the back yard; everything started to happen in slow motion as soon as she saw the human heart.

Shocked, she pushed her daughter backwards and began to withdraw.

"Wha…..what have you done…?" her mother barely managed to say.

The little girl raised her head and looked at her mother; blood started coming out of her eyes and dripping down her cheeks.

"Why won't you help me mommy?" the little girl asked plaintively. "I'm all alone here. I'm cold and hungry."

"I can't," her mother replied, with tears in her eyes.

"Why mommy?"

"Because…because… I can't," her mother said, starting to cry.

"Why mommy? The girl repeated the question. "Don't you love me?"

Before her mother could answer, two dark figures appeared behind her daughter and grabbed her. The little girl began to scream as the two creatures hold her tight.

"NO!" her mother shouted, as she raised to her feet and tried to run toward them, but she couldn't move; her feet were stuck to the ground.

One of the creatures looked her straight in the eye with his big black eyes.

"She is ours now, and there is nothing you can do," the creature growled before they disappeared with her daughter.

"NO, NO, NO, NO!" her mother screamed, from the top of her lungs.

"Spectra….Spectra wake up you have a nightmare," her husband said, trying to wake her up.

"NO, NO, NO!" Spectra continued to scream in her sleep, as she pushed the bed sheets with her feet.

"Spectra….Spectra…. WAKE UP!"

Spectra's eyes suddenly opened wide and she sat up in the bed. She was breathing heavily, beads of sweat poured from her forehead. She covered her face with her hands as she began to cry.

"Spectra what happened? I tried to wake you up, but I couldn't," Dean said, putting his arm over Spectra's shoulders trying to comfort her.

"Oh, Dean it was horrible," Spectra said, as she buried her face into his chest; her tears began to wet his shirt. "I dreamed of Sandy again…." she started. "And I couldn't help her," she said, starting to cry harder.

After Sandra's funeral Spectra was having this nightmare every time she went to sleep. And he couldn't say or do anything to help her; he felt like a loser; he couldn't help her daughter and now he can't help his wife. The only thing he could do is, to comfort her, and hope that the nightmares will stop soon.

"Shhhhh….." Dean said, trying to calm her down rubbing her back with his hand. "I'm here….I'm here," he whispered.

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On Lockdown's ship

"Ugh," a rough growl escaped Optimus' lips as he awakens. It took him a couple of nanoclicks to realize that he was in the cage on Lockdown's ship; he could only hope that the rest of the Autobots managed to get to safety.

"Optimus are you alright?" a soft female voice came behind him. He turned and saw a female with blue hair and blue eyes standing on the cage where he was.

"Tessa what are you doing here?" he asked, shocked. "You have to hide; if Lockdown sees you he will offline you," he said.

"I can't leave you just here," the young teenager replied.

Optimus gave her a small, sad smile.

"You have to," he said.

"NO!" the teenager shouted.

"Tessa listen to me; you have to go and hide," Optimus said. "And when you get a chance, go to the main computer room and try to contact the Autobots," he said. "They are our only hope now."

"I don't know if I can do it," she replied.

"You can do it," Optimus said. "I have complete confidence in you."

"But what if I failed?" she asked.

"You won't," he said. "Now go."

The blonde teenager nodded; she slowly slide down the bars of the cage and ran into the darkness.

"I hope she will make it in time to contact the Autobots," Optimus whispered to himself, as he slid down on the floor of the cage and leaned his back on the cold metal bars.

"That makes two of us," a voice came, from the cage next to Optimus'.

"You… ?!" Optimus said shocked.