A/N: I wasn't planning on writing a second chapter out. But I was told by the bunny. And got a push by Kacey's awesome creator too. :D Enjoy Optimus' POV as he catches the cute moment between Kacey and Bee.

And a big thank you to optimus prime 007, for letting me write the story out in the first place. :)

A Fathers Point of View

It wasn't the suddenly hushed whispers filtering through the daze I had been dancing in with Elita. Or the lack of other bots enjoying the gently lilting music with their partners, that alerted me to what I saw when I blinked my optic covers past the blur. No, it was in-fact my beautiful sparkmate, Elita. The wonderful mother to our sparklings and femme commander to the Autobot cause. It was the slight gasp and sudden shock over our connection that had me looking up and over my shoulder, where her wide optics stared.

I blinked a few more times, believing I was imagining what I was witnessing. I even shook my head, unaware of my hands tightening into fists as I released Elita from my hold and turned fully around to face the unbelievable scene. The same scene many other Autobots were witnessing with cheerful grins and drunken smiles. My audios catching a few whistles and crows of encouragement as they looked out on the same interruption to the party, that I was.

And then my optics recognized the familiar dark outline of the precious gift and cloak wrapped around the blushing femme's shoulders. Captured the delightful grin, with the slight hint of embarrassment I had seen one too many times on her face as I was given a verbal report of her latest prank. I blanched as she ducked her head to rest on the mechs chest, his arms coming around to hold her as he chuckled at her behaviour. The boiling anger from witnessing the affectionate display caused me to straighten to my full imposing height.

Many different things were coming to me all at once as I stood silently livid before an ignorant audience. Unaware of my loves sudden attention riveted to my strong frame, tensing with each second I took in my full of the scene. All ignored for the favored anger I felt fuelling my thin control. My hand itching to have my powerful rifle ready and primed in my hand. It was only worsened when someone called out Kacey's name, snapping everything back into focus and jolting me forward into action.

"Optimus!"

The small cool hands pushing at my chest, along with the flood of intense anger from an outside source had me halting in the two steps I had managed to make across the sea of Autobots. Flinching, I looked down into the flashing furious optics of Elita. Not pressing my luck with my sparkmates quick temper, I tried to calm down and not let my still simmering anger become to overpowering. Elita's was still coming in waves over our link. Much like her shock was, less than a few minutes before.

"Please step aside, Elita." I bravely requested, lifting my chin in determination.

"Like pit I will! What the frag were you planning on doing if I hadn't have stopped you?" She hissed quietly through a clenched jaw. "Go storming over there and threaten to demote him? Drag his aft away in front of everyone here and causing a scene." Elita took a deep breath, taking her hands away from my chest.

And just as quickly as her fury arrived, it was gone.

Her gaze softened as she peered up at me with a gentle and alluring smile. "Can't you feel that, Optimus? Step back from your anger for an astrosecond and listen to what your spark is trying to tell you." She took a step back and watched me through curious optics.

I took my guilty optics away from Elita and let them rest on Kacey and Bumblebee across the clearing. My height giving me the perfect advantage to capture what Elita was trying to tell me. I let go of my draining fury and did what my love told me to do. Allowing the torrent of emotion to assault me instantly. Knocking me back a step, my optics widening as if I was seeing my daughter for the first time all over again.

This time, it was I who gasped with awe and surprise.

I was overwhelmed by the pure happiness I could feel over the strengthened bond I share with my beautiful daughter. A powerful link that was only intensifying the emotions over-taking Kacey's spark, as she gazed up at Bumblebee in the moonlight. Laughter easily taken from her when he pulled her in for an all encompassing embrace, that made her spirits soar and feel safely content in his hold. Even if I didn't share such a powerful bond with my precious sparkling, it would have been easy to see how enraptured with each other, Kacey and Bumblebee were.

"My Kaceystar. . ."

My own voice made me drop my head in shame. Elita was right, I had been ready to march over and cause a disastrous scene. Not even the reassurance that it was Bumblebee seemed to get past my blind fury. So overtaken by my unnecessary need to protect my daughter that I saw nothing else. I didn't acknowledge the urgent tugging at my spark from Elita's slight fear or Kacey's pure happiness. I could have potentially caused devastation in my wake of following such a foolish endeavour. I had nothing to fear for Kacey, and even less so, knowing it was Bumblebee her spark cried out for.

Raising my head, I locked optics with Elita.

"I'm sorry my love," I held out my hand, my spark offering the same peace-offering that Elita instantly accepted. Wrapping her arms around my waist and taking the apology of how I behaved, much like she has any other time before. Giving me complete forgiveness. "I wasn't thinking straight. When I saw that it was Kacey – " I broke off, shaking my head to clear the image of their gentle but passionate moment together. I dropped it to rest against Elita's, basking in the presence of her spark within mine.

Both still feeling the tendrils of emotions Kacey couldn't contain or keep completely to her.

"I know, Optimus. I felt the same way when I first noticed it was our daughter. Right up until I saw and felt what I did. Even if Kacey hadn't have chosen such an honourable mech in Bumblebee," Elita cajoled me, lifting her head and resting a hand over my spark. "I still would have accepted it if she was feeling as happy she is right now. Wouldn't you?"

Her implored look and nudge at my spark spurred me into answering. ". . . Maybe not straight away," Elita scowled and swatted me on the chest. Hard. I resisted rubbing at the sore point. "Well I wouldn't! He would have to pass some hard, gruelling tests before I fully accepted it. Kacey deserves the best and I won't be told otherwise. All our sparklings do."

Elita's stern expression had been dissolving into the soft smile as I redeemed myself. I relaxed as I felt her love for me shine through our bond. My own intense feelings were poured back for her when she pressed her lips to mine, for a lingering kiss. Pulling away before we got too encased with our own moment and forgot where we were again. Our fellow Autobots had resumed their dancing and antics. But I had no doubt there was a certain yellow mech and his red brother lurking around somewhere, over-energized and looking for trouble.

Or fuel for base rumors.

Regardless, I still dropped a quick peck to her soft inviting lips while I knew I could get away with it. Grinning when she gave me a mock scowl. Turning so she was standing at my side with her arm wrapped around my waist, she looked across the gathering to the subject of our discussion. Both our stares locked on our eldest daughter as she swayed in Bumblebee's hold, a smile fixed to her moonlit face with her optics shuttered enjoying their moment.

For all my anger and shock at what I saw, I couldn't have been happier for my beautiful Kaceystar, than I was right then. Elita was right; deep down, I would be accepting of anyone else she may have chosen. I would never stand in Kacey's way when it came to what her spark sought for. No matter how terrifying it is to know she one-day would have a family too. But now, at least I knew she would be well taken care of. That Bumblebee would never hurt Kacey, or stop her from being the amazing and free-spirited femme she has grown to be.

"I think Kacey has found the best, Optimus," Elita murmured, speaking my own thoughts. "In Bumblebee, she couldn't have chosen better."

As Elita finished, Kacey lifted her head and un-shuttered her optics, looking straight across to us. Firstly gazing at her mother, sharing a private smile and exchange that I patiently waited through. Because it wasn't long before her deep blue optics, much like my own switched onto me. Her smile wavering slightly as I felt her small hesitation creep over our bond. Her wonder if I accepted her choice and decision. Silently waiting to be given my consent she has never needed.

She had her mothers' blessing. Now she was looking for my own.

I didn't wait or debate to pour my own delight and blessing over our bond to my anxious daughter. Flooding her with reassurance, love and joy at everything she was feeling and beholding. All of which, my daughter willing took into her spark with her smile increasing in strength and brightness. Kacey's gratitude towards me for releasing her of the fear of what I would think and feel, ran alongside it all.

And her pride for the way I let them be when I first discovered them, never leaving me with any doubt Kacey knew what my initial reaction had been, that made my own gratification swell. Knowing my daughter had all the blessings she sought after, on such an ethereal night.

'Thank you, father,'

Turning away from the sight of my daughter wrapping her arms around Bumblebee's neck and pulling him in for another private moment, I took my beautiful sparkmate back into my arms to continue where we had left off. Her own willing spark there with me every step of the way. I basked in the love I continuously received from Elita and the happiness trickling to me over my bond with Kacey, for the rest of the night. Feeling the most proud and luckiest mech when I saw a shooting star dash across the black back-drop.

Knowing those sentiments could never be taken away from me, or the ones I hold in my spark.