School. I'm sorry. School. This year has been a disaster(stay tune for an irrelevant rant). So I have a B. That's one point below an A. I've had only one B in my life ever! Needless to say, I hate life right now. So goddamn much.

Anyways, I know this chapter is SUPER short, but it's probably one of the most important ones I've written. Again, sorry for such a long waiting time, but I'm struggling. Also therapy has been going on, and you guys know how that is...*insert knowing look*

Also I edited this on my phone so… trash.

Also P.O.V...yay...

Enjoy though!

Chapter 15

Sideswipe's P.O.V

Earth.
Not exactly sure what it was.

I knew it's basics, sure. It was a planet, obviously. Sunstreaker had done more research than myself. From what he talked about it, it was our version of the pit. Dirt, rock, all of that disgusting stuff. On top of all that, he wasn't too fond of the inhabitants that took up the planet.

That was where our viewpoints split. I, on the other hand, was ecstatic to see what these tiny...creatures were like. From the way Optimus described them, they seemed to have a lot of potential. When I reminded Sunny of that, however, I was rewarded with a "yes, perhaps they could be useful as slaves."

So, not the funniest joke, but at least he was joking...At least, I think he was joking. Sometimes with Sunstreaker, you just couldn't tell.

Even being his twin and being physically bonded to him, I still had a hard time understanding when he was being serious or sarcastic. Normally the answer was sarcastic, so that's usually what I just went with.

Dino sat at the control panel, giving it a once over for the like, the millionth time. Most Autobots didn't understand how paranoid this mech was, I included. But when you get stuck on a ship with him for over a few orbital cycles, you figure it out real quick. Real. Quick. I wasn't sure why, but for some odd reason, I hated this aft stained, paranoid, suck up.

Hmm…well maybe that's why.

Still, even before I had gotten to know him, he pissed me off. The way he was all 'yes sir' this and 'no sir' that to Optimus. I gritted my dentails just thinking about it. And the worst part is that he was Sunstreaker's best friend! I thought I was Sunstreaker's best friend! Like what kind of bullslag is that? He's my twin for crying out loud! My thinking was interrupted by a pair of twins more annoying than my brother and I.

"Man why you always thinking about Dino," Mudflap asked, rolling his optics.

"Tha's cause he in love wit him," Skids snickered.

I hissed and stood up, ready to backhand him so hard, he'd go farther down than the pits. At least I was before I felt a servo sharply smack the back of my neck. I turned around, my glare settling into a hard pout when I saw Sunstreaker.

"It was a joke Sideswipe, Primus relax," he hissed at me. I couldn't help but roll my optics. It was no secret that Sunny was older than me, but he only acted like that to impress Dino. If that wasn't bad enough, Dino unnecessarily chimed in.

"Sunny's right...Our goal is to make it to earth in one peice. We don't need petty little fights and comments getting in the way." He sent Skids a look at the "comment" part, but to my surprise, it just pissed me off even more.

"I don't need you to defend me," I snapped. My intentions were to stomp away angrily, but considering the lack of well...space, I had to result to spinning around, walking all but four steps, and plopping down on the floor. Sunstreker vented behind me, and I heard Dino's calm voice from farther away.

"Give him some time. This has been stressful on all of us. Some just handle it differently, that's all."

That stinkin' fragger! How can I hate him when he stands up for me like that?

I swore on Primus I would end- "shut the slag up and get ready!" Prowl, snapped at us. In total, that was the sixth thing he'd said to us. Sixth.

"We've got incoming…" Dino was immediately alert...of course he was, and I straightened as well. As classy as Dino was, the battlefront was my forte. Assuming this was Decepticon related. Mudflap's voice echoes throughout the ship.

"But I thought all tha Decepticons were on earth!" Prowl inhaled deeply as his optic twitched. He didn't do well with stupidity. Before he could respond, Sunstreaker beat him to it.

"You aft brained glitch, there were six to seven Decepticons on that filthy rock!" Mudflap opened and closed his mouth before shrugging. I rolled my optics before joining Prowl at control center. I glanced over his shoulder to read the heat signature waves. I know, how advanced. But in our defense, this ship was as old as Primus himself. I blinked at it, every circuit within me tensing.

I almost couldn't believe it. Whatever it was, was right on our afts, and we all had missed it. No, that wasn't the case. Prowl had only been staring at that monitor for what, a couple of breems? Yeah, no way he missed that. Either this ship was invisible to our scanners, or it was moving impossibly fast. I had a feeling it was the latter. "Prepare and brave for impact," Prowl called out.

"How much time do we have?" Dino asked, weapons already visible.

"Mostly likely a few nanokilks...or less depending on if they move at the same speed they did a few nano kilks ago." For once, Skids asked somewhat of a relevant question.

"So we have no chance of our runnin' these con's right?" Prowl nodded before facing the side the scanner read that the invading ship was headed.

This time I mads a command.

"Then we fight."

ROSE'S P.O.V

It's strange how slow days pass, but how fast weeks fly by.

It'd been two. Exactly two from when the Autobot refugees had arrived.

Surprisingly, I was disappointed to find that it only took two and a half days for Prowl to hate me. The half just him expressing how much he hated me. Prowl hated humans, I realized that much, but he developed a quick disliking to me particularly. Not that I really blamed him, but still, I wish I could at least have a reason for why he thought about killing me in my sleep.

I have reasons for wanting to kill Skids and Mudflap in their recharge. Though Prowl and I don't get along that well, we are still a very similar pair, though I would never bow down to Optimus...yeah. The dude literally got down on his knees. I don't care if that means respect to them, I couldn't help think about Prowl begging Optimus to... No thank you. But when you look at someone like that, it was hard to think of something else.

I smiled slightly at the thought, and was interrupted by one of the two of my favorites from the refugee ship.

"What's so funny?" I shook my head as the silver mech chuckled with me.

"No, tell me. You don't really smile that much, so it had to be funny." I shook my head again, waving my arms disregard for more emphasis.

"I don't want to get into it, Sides." He gave me a look before smiling with a shrug. "Okay then," he said, trying to put on his best pout.

Needless to say, it had no effect.

"Where's Dino?" I asked, changing the subject before my mind could really starting wandering. He rolled his optics at the name.

"Be nice," I scolded. Yeah I'm a hypocrite, so what? "He doesn't do anything to you, and you're still mean to him." Sideswipe gave me an incredulous look.

"So what? You're mean to Optimus! He doesn't do anything to you." I crossed my arms.

"Optimus is an aft hole that deserves every single insult I throw at him, which is considerably not that many because I only insult him when he's being an afthole...so maybe two times a week?" Sideswipe laughed.

"Okay Princess," he said, winking at me. Princess. Goddammit. I frowned and walking away from him, his laughter following me all the way to Optimus, who stood regally talking to Prowl. I was just about to walk away when Optimus caught me.

"Rose. A moment please." He sounded different then when he normally talked to me. I did a mental recap of everything that had happened over the past week. I came up with nothing I could blame Ratchet for. I stared at him quietly, waiting for him to continue. "How do you feel about the Autobots that have recently arrived?" He questioned, optic ridges raising slightly as he did so.

Over the past few weeks, we had been doing a wonderful job at learning how to read each other. I could tell this question was annoying for him to ask. So, taking that, I figured the government were already having issues, and he needed a few humans to help his case.

"Oh, well I certainly have nothing to complain about. We don't have any problems with them, and they show a lot of respect towards this planet and its inhabitants," I lied.

Totally not when Sideswipe blew of the "E" to the N.E.S.T off of the building, not when Skids and Mudflap blew up half of Ratchet's medbay. And certainly not when Prowl had minor tantrum and hospitalized four agents.

"Yeah they're overall perfect."

Optimus threw me a grateful look, and I nodded back at him.

"The human lies," Prowl pointed out. Well nah shi- "if only to keep you safe. Earth has been more accommodating to us than we have shown gratuity."

Prowl huffed, crossing his servos and looking away. Such childish behavior. But, as I thought about it, I was only reminded of myself.

I looked away, a blinding rush of shame infiltrating my mind. It had been what my Friend had been warning me about. And I had pushed him away, like I did so many other people. I had hurt his feelings by letting my mistrust take over, and in return he left. It made sense to me though, wasn't such a hard blow. I had expected him to leave. It was a miracle the rest of the Autobots hadn't gone. It was hard to trust someone who doesn't trust you in return.

The only one I can say the rule doesn't apply to is Optimus. But that's because I trust him. It's like I have to. And somehow, I knew he felt the same way.

I turned slightly to glance at the two Autobots face expressions, and while Prowl looked annoyed, Optimus stared at me, expression diming with concern.

"I hope that you can come to terms with this planet, Prowl. This planet is as special as our own. In the meantime, I would like you to speak with Jazz about the last few ships." I frowned.

More ships? Prowl scoffed at his remark about our planet being special, yet he walked towards Jazz's office, which was built about three days ago. I glanced at Optimus.

"What did you mean by "another ship?" Optimus frowned slightly before answering.

"Yes I meant to discuss the topic with you before anyone else, but I need to give something to Prowl." Wow. So he simply said that to give him something to do. I held back a smile.

"So there are more Autobots? Ones that are alive?" Optimus nodded.

"A couple of ships worthy. I was ready to ask advice on how to handle it." I bit my lip. So that's also why he asked about how the new Autobots were doing.
"Just to translate: You want to bring these ships to earth, somewhat soon, so they can live here?" Optimus's lips twitched slightly, and it wasn't in a humorous manner.

"Affirmative." I shook my head.

"It's way too soon, Optimus. They just got here! Plus, they've already done so much damage, the government wants them to go back anyways. If you want any chance of bringing them here, you'll have to wait."

Optimus sighed, gears shaking slightly.

"I was afraid you would say that. My only fear is that the Decepticons will begin to seek this planet as their home, and unlike us, they won't ask."

I shuddered at the thought. The Decepticons. Thought to be dead. But Optimus wasn't stupid, and neither was I.

They were out there, waiting for the perfect time to take over.

? P.O.V

I stood in front of Starscream, blaster equipped.

"Deals off. Megaton swore that he would be here to fulfill his part of the deal. He wasn't supposed to die!" Starscream hissed at me.

"Well it isn't my fault that he's too much of an aft brain to plan ahead! Another reason I should be leader!"

I snorted.

"Shut the hell up! Lead who? The few Decepticons that are on their way to earth? Yeah right. Some fucking army!" Starscream growled.

"Don't assume little one, it's what got Megatron where he is now. Besides, they took care of that Autobot refugee ship easily enough, didn't they?" I rolled my eyes.

"They killed one. Big whoop."

Starscream snapped at me, growing tired of my mouth. "Careful boy! I won't hesitate to destroy you!" I snorted.

"So when you somehow manage to revive Megatron, he can destroy you too? Alright, I'll make it easy for you," I said spreading out widely. Starscream turned away.

"So you do know of my plan. Then why was it necessary for you to go through all of that slag about the deal?"

I shrugged.

"Cause I like to get under your skin...or whatever the hell you have under that metal."

The silver bot looked like he'd do anything to toss me off of a cliff. I grinned like the maniac I.

Did I want to be here? Absolutely not. I'd much rather be with the people I liked, and who seemed to like me.

Not with this dimwit, who was so fake, he looked it.

"The mission is to kill Optimus," I said, restating why I was here, solely so I could leave.

"And?" Starscream wanted me to finish.

"And bring her to you, yes, can I go now?" No way in hell were they getting her. Rose. She was too protected.

Idiot.

Starscram laughed, harsh and raspy.

"And yet you care. You know the rules. Just as she cares the blood of an Autobot, a Prime to be more specific, you carry the blood of a Decepticon. I suggest you remember that. Didn't Megatron say that ignoring you're bloodline was about as dangerous as switching sides. And if my memory chamber serves me correctly, you are a descent of the Fallen."

I hissed softly.

"It would be wise to remember your place, yes Dylan?"