Chapter 11

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The next day I went over to Lennox's home and met his wife and his newborn daughter after he took me to the hospital. We spent all day at the hospital, then when I was ready to leave Will's, Ironhide was ready to take me to meet with Optimus Prime.

I was sitting inside Ironhide.  The seats were comfortable.  He was parked a few feet behind Ratchet.  Ratchet was in front of me so I couldn't see Sam and Mikaela.  But I knew they were snogging on the hood of Bumblebee.

So that was the year.  I finished school with the Autobots protecting Sam and I.  In the midst of that, Sam and Mikaela started dating.  I was fine.  I didn't cry every night because I lost Jazz.  The only one who cared about me.  But he died.  So now I have no one.  Maybe I'll meet someone next year in college.

"With the All Spark gone, we cannot return life to our planet," Optimus started.  "And fate has yielded its reward, a new world to call home.  We live among its people now, hiding in plain sight, but watching over them in secret, waiting, protecting.  I have witnessed their capacity for courage," Optimus went on.  "And though we are worlds apart, like us, there's more to them than meets the eye.  I am Optimus Prime and I send this message to any surviving Autobots taking refuge among the stars.  We are here.  We are waiting."

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