This story contains Major Spoilers for Transformers Dark Of The Moon, Please only read on if you do not mind the spoilers OR you have seen it like myself.

There are no pairings technically, though what you choose to see is up to you as a read 100%.

I hope those of you who wish to read this enjoy it. Admitting it was written at 3-5 AM after seeing the movie so its very emotional and not planed.

_Chance to click back_

Author: TransformersLover95

Date: 29/06/2011

Characters Directly mentioned: Optimus, Ironhide, Sentinal,
Ratchet, Will Lennox(whose take on the deaths will be looked into later)
Jazz, Arcee, Que, Chromia, Sideswipe,Bumblebee,Jetfire.

Overview: After a battle to end all battles, Optimus and his crew must deal with the monumental loss of two more mechs,
one of which seemed far more invinable then even Prime. The aftermath of the Battle and those left to deal with the loss

Optimus Prime had refused repairs, only, when he was sure that all his warriors and friends were safe, would he even contemplate letting the medic close to him, and that was only after a final goodbye was said.

In the chaos that had rained down so suddenly upon them no one had even had time to process the loss. One moment they were a strong team, Ironhide strong, and fearless in battle alongside Sideswipe, fighting, yet still passing on long learned wisdom to the younger fighters.

And then the traitor reared his ugly head, Sentinel Prime, Before any could react, before any could even fathom the Mech that had seen it all, done it all and survived it all had faded, the infected rounds hitting his spark, the long thought mystical disease spreading faster than even the tails of it described. One moment a friend had been among them, spark beating, damaged, but repairable, until one final shot delivered a wound not even the black mech could survive.

Yet, they hadn't been able to stop, and so, they'd rushed off into battle, to defend the home they had built with the humans, a troubled one and a difficult one, but a home none the less. And as they gathered up the remains of Que, the old inventor having stuck to his sparks need for peace until they end brutally executed at the hands of the Decepticons.

Optimus thought back to the last true contact he had had with his old friend, the rough vocals uttering an explanation "this isn't the silent treatment, trust me, we've seen it and this isn't it" a hard fist to his plating, words that his vocals hadn't caught and then the almost amused mutter of "he's pissed" before the mech had back away.

He replayed that memory, desperately trying to recall the words the mech had muttered, but he'd been unable to find them, he stayed like this for the long trip back to base, Que's remains respectfully gathered. He heard murmurs from Lennox, asking what was to be done in the case of Ironhide, Optimus spoke up, the first time in many days "We will collect every part of him, just as we would any other solder, he has given up more for this war than any other" the collection of mechs around him nodded.

The moment the plane landed they made a beeline for the sight of the mechs death; sparing no thought to the level of complexity they began gathering every particle of rust that had once been the long invincible mech.

They did nothing for two full days, until the mech they had once all been saved, protected and fought with was side by side with Que. None of the mechs said a word as the metal case sealed shut of the two cases. They were moved to a small underground room, barely big enough for the whole team, two such cases already lay there, one contained the body of Jazz, they had refused to allow the mech to be dumped with the Decepticons after the tragic battle of Mission City. The other contained the combined body of Arcee, fully combined into her large form, after losing two thirds of her spark and the trauma faced by her were too much and she passed after a month of pained living and agonising existence.

Jetfire would have been entombed beside him had the mechs wishes for his body to be used in order to aid Optimus in battle had not been fulfilled in full. The Primes trailer was back in one piece and as the two cases joined the others, Optimus pulled out the matrix, holding it over the two new cases it glowed bright, blinding the mechs in the room.

When the light died down there were glyphs imprinted onto the case, like they had with Jazz's.

The old black warriors name was carved at the top, along with the mechs last message from his spark to those left behind.

Never one of you blame your selves, while I was not ready to join the matrix I am, though grudgingly at peace. I wait with all those who have fallen before me, in wait, for when the next among us Join the Well of Sparks. I pray that it be on their terms, and not at the hands of a Decepticon. Optimus do not feel guilt for not mourning me immediately after I extinguished, it was not possible, and to do so would have led to so many others joining me here. You will defeat them, you are strong, all of you. I am honoured to have worked with you in life, and wait being reunited in death. If my will has any say in this matter, not one more of you will fall in battle.

Till All Are One, Optimus, you are a True Prime.

The mechs had all found themselves stopped by the mechs final words; they were overwhelmed by the finality of it. They had spent two earth days, collecting his remains, but still it hadn't sunk in that the gruff, but loyal, trustworthy battle hardened warrior wasn't returning to them like he had after so many battles before.

None of them had the emotional power to read what Que's final words had been, they had all been far to close when the mech was destroyed, and far too close to the same fate, Bumblebee placed a hand into the case containing the inventor, his head rested over where the mechs chest lay and he vented heavily, unable to form anything.

They all left, one by one, until Prime was the only one left, each murmuring a spark wrenching goodbye each mech in turn. Optimus said a pray to Primus to guide Que safely into the well and regarded the case holding his oldest friend "I fear" he spoke aloud to the case "that you do not need a pray to safely enter the Well, you have done more than any could have dreamed of asking old friend, and I almost fear for those in peace in the well, for you have never enjoyed peace. I hope that you will meet Jazz, Arcee, and Que soon after joining, but I pray those we lost earlier, including the one femme who calmed your spark my friend. Chromia's presence after so many Vorns will do you good" he said, as if he were simply talking to the mech as normal.

His chest flared and the matrix pulled out from his chest twirling and glowing bright before reinterring his chest the voice of his old friend filled his audios one last time "Optimus, you were right, the well is as real as I was, those who fought with us are here, including your femme my friend, I fear you have a long wait until you are due here, but do not fear it when it comes. Please, tell Bumblebee that he made me proud that day, every day before it and will, long into the future" he felt the presence of his friend fill the entire base, and knew every mech had felt it. And then as soon as the mechs body had been lost, the presence was gone. But he knew, as did every other mech on his base he ventured that there was nothing to fear of the Well, there was only the fear of leaving those few left behind alone.

He walked out of the crypt and joined his mechs, High-grade had been passed around, Primus only knowing where Sideswipe had obtained such fuel was beyond all the mechs but none questioned it. With a silent raising of their cubes they all drank to friends lost in this battle, and all others before it.

'Till All Are One' Though Prime as he raised his cube.

Now the Reason Wheelie and Brains are NOT mentioned is because I wasn't 100% sure of their deaths, so I would hate to misinform people on wether or not they lived...will be edited when details are finalised.