Her ears were ringing. Blood dripped from her mouth, the warm substance running down her face and ears from the screeching sounds of metal and blasts. She was exhausted. She felt herself losing consciousness, but she was fighting it back, forcing her body to keep awake. Even as she struggled to keep awake, even as Optimus himself was struggling to get up from the blasts, she still reached out towards him, as he did with her. When their hands connected, it was as if everything was okay again, that it was just the two of them hopelessly in love with one another. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
