Epilogue

It's been about that week or two since the battle at Mission city. During this time, we have all been moved to some warehouse facilities in a desert place for safe keeping while the government did some damage control. We were all there; the Autobots, the Witwicky's and Mikaela, the soldier guys that we met in the city and even Simmons, you know the leader dude who kidnapped us? Yeah him.

When I had first seen him I immediately jumped him, intent on beating the shit out of him for hurting 'Bee. But I had only gotten a few punches in before the soldiers now known as Lennox and Epps had to pry me off and drag me to a safe distance. It took 'Bee and Ratchet a good hour and a half to calm me down enough to not attack Simmons again, and even then Ratchet had to give me a sedative. Thought I still glared at him every chance I got for the rest of the day.

As I had predicted, I almost completely broke down once all the adrenaline and excitement wore off. I had spiralled into a pit of self-hatred and depression for most of the week. I was angry at myself for not helping Jazz when he was in Megatron's clutches; instead I stood there like a complete idiot. But there's is nothing I could do about it except accept it and try and get on with my life. Though, this didn't stop me from isolating myself from everyone but 'Bee. I stayed in my demon form, only really joining the group whenever the government had new updates on everything.

I don't know why but I felt that I needed to keep my distance from everyone. Well not that it was very long for me, since I spent most of the week sleeping or out looking for something to eat. I'm sorry I may have a lot of respect for the military and what they do for our country; but their food is not adequate for my specific diet of fresh meat and vegetables. Anyway, I would go out at night when it was cool and go hunt for small animals that'll keep me going; and sleeping or bonding with Bumblebee during the day. It probably wasn't healthy that I wasn't socializing but it just felt right. I didn't want to bother everyone with my sadness.

By the end of the week Ratchet had somehow set up a little clinic area where he was giving everyone cheek ups. When it was my turn, I felt sort of out of place, since the last time I went to the doctor in my humanoid form was when I was seven. But then again going to the Vet is even weirder cuz' they touch your no- no parts every time to make sure they work properly. Ratchet just checked my vitals and stuff. He paid extra attention to my ears and tail. Curious as to how my species developed such traits. I just told him that it was exceptional breeding and powerful magic. This earned me a scowl from the good doctor.

He asked me many questions about our history and Physiology. I couldn't answer many of them, due to the fact that I didn't really have much knowledge about Demons in general. I was only in that community for seven years or so and there's only so much that seven year old's are told about things.

All in all the check up with Ratchet was what brought me out of my emotional rut. You see, during one of the more quiet moments I had taken to looking around the room. In the corner of the room, I noticed there was a metal slab that was about waist height for Ratchet, on top of the slab, laid a lifeless Jazz. I had been staring at Jazz for quite some time until Ratchet piped up; saying that Jazz was going to be fine. The attack from Megatron didn't quite reach his spark. He was mortally injured but still alive, barely, but still alive. According to Ratchet, Jazz was in stasis which I assume is Cybertonian slang for coma. He would heal, slowly but still heal. But he would live and be with his teammates gain.

That fact made me ecstatically happy, instantly offering my services to help with anything. Of course I offered to help after pocking Ratchet in the eye, for not telling me sooner. I may not be a mechanic but I can still help with getting tools and reaching small spaces. Ratchet agreed on the simple statement that me working and learning is better than me making kissy- face with 'Bee, as he so eloquently put it.

Speaking of 'Bee, he and I are doing great; at least I think we are. He hasn't complained about anything yet so I must be doing something right. I told him about the whole intended mate thing during the week. He took it well, too well I think. Poor guy almost fell out of the table trying to reach me to give me a kiss. This was really funny considering he was still on one of the Ratchets exam tables…..legless. But he was happy that I would be staying by his side for years to come.

I also reconciled with Optimus. I sort of bumped into him when I got back from a hunt the day after my check up with Ratchet. I was just walking back deep in thought about something I can't even remember to where Sam was so he could clean the blood off my fur. What? Hunting and eating wild gain isn't a very clean activity. And Sam has been cleaning my fur of blood all week, he's used to it.

Anyway, as I turned a corner of the warehouse where all the humans were kept; I crashed head first into a metal foot. When I looked up I came face to face with the one and only Optimus Prime. He analysed me for a moment before realizing that my front was almost complete wet with blood. I guess he thought that I finally went ahead and killed Simmons because he started scolding me on how killing humans just because their annoying and they tried to imprison you is wrong. I promptly burst out laughing at his words, finding it hilarious that he thought that I still wanted to kill Simmons. I only want to torture him. When my laughter died down I explained that the blood wasn't human blood, and that it was Pronghorn blood (It's a type on mountain goat also found in some deserts) and that the human bastard was safe and sound inside.

Optimus calmed down after that. With a confirming nod he lowered his left hand to the ground next to me. It took me a minute to realize that he wanted me to climb up but when I did, I did so quickly. Optimus lifted me up to chest level, while standing from his kneeling position on the ground. Once he was standing and was sure that I was secure in his hand, he turned and headed to the Autobot warehouse; saying that Ratchet could help me with the blood. He walked slowly, almost as if he didn't quite want to get there yet. I got frustrated after a while; turning to look up at him I asked what was wrong. It took some time for him to respond, seeming to be contemplating something. Finally he came out and asked me if I was still upset with him.

I froze for a second. In truth I hadn't really thought about my grudge with Optimus in the last few days. But I responded with my thoughts on the matter anyway. I told him that I wasn't mad at him anymore. But I still didn't understand why he was so willing to give his life for a plan that was destined to fail. I knew that the Allspark wasn't the only thing that could make new Cybertonians; it was just the fastest. Even if Optimus destroyed it; Megatron would have found a way to build his army and take over the planet and such. I also told him about how much the Autobots needed him. They may be strong warriors but they still needed his guidance and leadership.

Optimus stayed quiet, listening to me rant the whole time; never once interrupting me to defend his thought process. And when I did finish my talking, he waited to make sure I was done before speaking. He explained how he was tired of all the fighting between the Autobots and the Decepticond. He thought that by destroying the Allspark that Megatron would give up on his pursuit of power. And that if he died during that process, that it won't be too much of a loss for the Autobots. But that after Sam had killed Megatron, he realized that destroying the Allspark himself would not have changed anything. Megatrons mind was too clouded with hatred and anger to ever give up. Once he had finished his own monologue of information. We came to a silent agreement, both happy to be friends and even more happy that we all lived. Mostly…

Anyway, when we finished our reconciliation; Optimus took me to Ratchet the get the now dried blood off of me. Ratchet promptly freaked out when he saw my blood covered form. Most likely thinking that I either got attacked by something or that I finally killed Simmons. Either way, he yelled at both Optimus and I for not coming to him sooner. It took a while to convince him that the blood was neither mine nor was it human. Eventually though he understood that the blood was from my most resent meal. This raised the question of why I'm not eating the food the government was serving. To which I had to go on and explain that my diet had strict limitations on what I could and couldn't eat. All food that I ate had to be all natural and fresh. No by-products or artificial flavors or stuff. Because apparently my stomach is an asshole, and like to stick to my wild animal diet; or else I'll get sick and weak. That's a no-no for a Demon, sick and weak are like our worst enemies. Sick and weak = death to us.

In the end Ratchet understood my need to go out and hunt instead of staying in and taking the risk of becoming sickly due to the crap that most humans call food. No offence. I mean I wish I could drink Starbucks coffee, it sounds awesome but I can't. Sometimes being a Demon isn't as fun as it sounds. Ratchet ordered me though to inform him of when I went hunting and what I caught, so he could have a better understanding on my kind for the future. I agreed since it meant that I didn't have to walk around the human warehouse covered in blood. But this means that Ratchet appointed himself as my personal caretaker, much to 'Bee's annoyance and my absolute amusement.

A few days later, the government representative came to tell us all what's going to happen to us. Simmons and his men were fired for mistreatment or something; they were told to sign a confidentiality agreement and then sent away in a chopper. You should have seen the look on Simmons face, it was priceless. Lennox and Epps were offered a position to be a part of N.E.S.T. An organization created to help the Autobots find and capture the remaining Decepticons. The Autobots were going to stay at N.E.S.T. obviously. And the rest of us, well we were also ordered to sign a confidentiality agreement, then sent home, under the protection of the Autobot Bumblebee to 'ensure' our 'safety'. Ratchet had Optimus 'Order' him to come and check in on us to make sure that there weren't any side effects to the battle in Mission City. But really he just wanted to see me every once and a while to see if I was okay. Which I thought was adorable.

When we were taken home, we were given an awesome escort by the Autobots and a few military people. It was great. All the neighbours thought that we were a part of some international gang or something and didn't come anywhere near the house for like three months. I was signed up for school by the end of the summer. I took some aptitude test the Ron made me go to and I found out that I would be spending senior year with Sam and Makeila. Yeah, I have to go to school now; since its out that I'm a Demon and not actually a pet dog. Judy thought that it would be unfair to keep me out of 'Fun learning' just because I hadn't gone to school in ten years. Yay… note the sarcasm.

I guess that for now, life is looking up for us. The Autobots won the war, the earth was safe. And I had a whole family again. I don't know what the future holds for us but no matter what I will protect this family that I have attained over the last few years. Beginning in Sam and now including The Auobots and even those military guys Lennox and Epps. And know that I thought about it I came a long way from what I lost to what I have now. i don't want to loose it this time I've found a home, and I sure as hell am going to keep it.

Well. Thats it. its done, for now. Any thoughts?

Okay so this was the ending for Looking for Home! I don't know if to continue on with the rest of the movies, or to just leave it here. So tell me what you think i should do, cuz i have no idea.

The other Ren/Autobot story which will be with Ironhide, Is already up and running, though i think it'll be a slow burn. Check if out if you wan't

Also i'll be uploading another Ren story but its from the hobbit fandom. The details aren't yet defined, i need a tittle but i'm quite sure that the pairing will be Ren/Fili. I'd love any contributions for the tittle and i promise that you'll get all the credit for it. :)

This was updated on: January 15, 2017

-With all my love

Karybear1