Mechanical Love

Area 51

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"Optimus, please....find me quickly..."

Optimus had woken up with a start. The sound of Alex's broken plea echoing in side his mind. 'I will find you, Alex...this I swear on my spark.'

 He then heard a knock on the door. With a grunt, Optimus threw the blanket off of him and when to the door. The impatient knocking getting on his nerves. "Alright! Alright! Keep your skid plate on!" He then opened the door to find a slightly older Agent Fowler.

The both of them stared at one another for a moment till Fowler cracked a joke. "You might want to put a shirt on Prime. You'll make the solders feel inadequate."

Optimus gave a smirk in return. "Maybe it'll give them the incentive to train harder." The look on Fowler's face at cracking a joke in return was priceless. Optimus quietly walked back into his bunk and grabbed his shirt and hoodie. "You sure they don't make this any bigger?" He asked.

Fowler was brought back to reality and looked to Prime. "What do ya-" He then saw the skin tight military shirt Optimus was given. He looked like one of those male models and Prime would not like the reputation that went with that image. Clearing his throat replied. "I'll see what I can do. Until then, best keep the jacket on. You don't want to know what you look like."

Optimus made a face as he zipped up his new hoodie that Alex had given him. It was royal blue with red flames around the waist and ends of the sleeves where his hands came out. He still had bed head and with a groan, he took out his tail and brushed his hair. Grumbling all the while about Primus being an aft by giving him long hair. Once his blue/black hair was back in it's neat pony tail, he walked back over to Fowler.

"I'll never get used to you looking human, let alone like a kid." The Director commented.

Optimus looked at him incredulously. "Try dropping your shower towel in front of a woman who saved you and you have feelings for."

Fowler looked at the young Prime. "You mean to tell me, that, had happened to you?" Asked in disbelief.

"Cats are evil." Optimus commented "So, how is it you believe me? Most would have just thrown me in the brig or worse, sent me to the closest insane asylum." Truly curious on how Fowler, whom he had been on rough terms with before, believe an eighteen-year-old kid was the leader of an alien race that protected Earth.

"I understand your hesitance in trusting me. Especially after the way, I treated you and Team Prime when we first met." Sighed the agent. "But now I know I can tell you apart from any imposter." He stated proudly.

Said Prime lifted a brow in surprise. "Oh? And how is that?"

Fowler turned sharply and stared into the Prime's eyes. Flower had startled Optimus who ended up going into a half made battle stance. They stood there a moment. Fowler looking directly into his eyes. Confusion was the top emotion, but Fowler could see the others. The long tiredness of war, the sorrow of solders lost, down to the almost unnoticeable glow his eyes gave. Though Primes newer emotions were of fury and deep love for another.

Fowler closed his eyes and leaned back with a smile on his face. "I'll bet every medal I ever got that your, Prime. Your eyes are just the same as when you were a bot, give or take a feeling or two."

They then walked into the main hanger with the old charges of Team Prime were at.

Raf was in an area made for him to hook his laptop into the main frame. Jack was next to him reading a book out of boredom and Miko was on the other side of Raf, cleaning a katana. All three looked up when they heard the call of "Director on the floor!". Optimus was next to him looking tired, but awake. They walked up to their area and gave their greetings. Jack was the only one at attention. "At ease," Fowler replied.

Raf looked to the agent then to Optimus as he began to state what he was doing. "I was able to get ahold of Ratchet, he had to go to Cybertron yesterday to check on the Sparklings."

Optimus's eye grew large as he mouthed. "Sparklings?"
 
Raf continued. "One of them caught the equivalent of a cold and Ratchet wanted to make sure she was doing well. Then a surprise delivery for Split-spark twins was next. But he said he was on his way back and that the others would be here later including some new additions to Team Prime."

Optimus shifted from one foot to the other. Nervous about seeing his old comrades. He also didn't know what to make of them getting new 'additions.' He just hoped that they would believe him.

Jack put a hand on Optimus's shoulder. "It'll be fine Optimus. If Fowler could tell it was you. Then the Bots can too."

Optimus looked at Jack with a sigh as his shoulders lowered. "I'm no fool, Jack. I don't even look remotely like I used to, let alone like a Prime." He stated.

Jack snorted. "Just cause your human doesn't mean you are not still a Prime. Look at me? I was an honorary Prime for a short while." He motioned to himself.

Optimus gave a nod in agreement before adding his own two cents. "True enough. But remember when MECH made my evil twin?"

Jack winced. Yeah, he remembered. The only person who didn't think it was the Boss Bot, was Miko. But then again, when it came to her wreckers and Prime, there was borderline god worship for her. Though, not as bad with Prime as it was for the two Wreckers.
 
The honorary Prime sighed. "I remember Optimus. But back when you lost you memory. You know, before this recent bout, all of Team Prime worked and worried to get you back." Jack stared at his mentor in the eye. "You may think we have been fine with out you. Truth is, that's only half true. We all missed you beyond words."

Optimus was touched. His words gave him hope that his comrades would see beyond that of his human form and see he was still the same Bot he was. Just a little more relaxed and fleshy.

Miko snorted. "Yeah, we, humans took your self-sacrificing harder than the bots did." Her eyes became darker in remembered sorrow. "Mrs. Darby took a leave of absence to keep an eye on Jack who had just stopped. He was in a coma like state, but awake." She motioned towards Raf. "Raf didn't go to school that entire time. Worried for Jack and grief your supposed death."

Optimus felt horrid knowing that bit of information. "And what about you, Miko?"

The Rocker looked to the side. "I ah, I didn't, I didn't take it well." Miko looked towards the now on Space bridge. "I had not only lost my Wrecker brothers. But I was losing my whole family. My own parents weren't that caring, nor affectionate. Ratchet was my grumpy grandfather, Ultra Magnus my strict uncle. Smokescreen and Bumble bee my younger brothers. Arcee my older sister/aunt." Miko then looked back at Optimus. "You were my father figure." She looked down at her hands.

Optimus was once again speech less at the compassion and trust his human comrades had in him. But he knew there was more to Miko's reaction to his death that she wasn't telling. "But?"

"But our perpetually hyper Rocker went into self-harming when her world she had come to love for so dearly crashed." Agent Fowler stated, walking back towards them. "Miko's family wanted to set her up in an Arranged marriage, not a day after your death and the bots departure. She had not one to blame. She couldn't blame the bots nor her parents. So she blamed her self for all the things she had done wrong."

Optimus looked to Miko, who was rubbing her arms. That's when he noticed she was wearing long sleeves. She had never worn sleeves when she was younger. Gently, he took her arm and moved the sleeve up. There, marring her skin, were two-inch horizontal lines going up her arm. He then looked at her left arm and saw the same thing. But on each wrist, was a more jagged line. Not as finely lined at the others. He rubbed the scar softly as he said. "It was never your fault Miko. There was no way to separate the All-Spark from my own." He lifted up her chin as he smiled down at her. Whipping the sudden tears from her eyes. "And I am honored that you think so highly of me."

Miko gave up her fight on tears and buried her head into Prime's chest and cried. Optimus held her as she cried, rubbing her back the hole time to sooth and comfort her.

Little did they know how the bots would fair...