Smokescreen shot right up gasping in fear. His nerve wires were shaking, his gut pit was tensed. His optics took in his surroundings. He was in a dark room. No rods, no Cons, just darkness. He felt down and felt he was sitting on a birth. He felt sweat on his faceplate, but not in fear. He remembered now, he got out alive. He returned to team Prime online. He was safe. But all that happened so long ago...or so it seemed.

"Are you ok?" Teir asked. He looked down at her and smiled. Smokescreen couldn't believe how much he loved her. The way she smiled, the way her optics glowed, the way she looked at him. He couldn't help but love her. His spark warmed to know she loved him as much.

He leaned down and kissed her shoulder pad.

"Yeah, just a dream." He assured her.

She smiled and pulled him down. She snuggled up into his chest. He wrapped his arms around her. He was still stunned on how beautiful she looked compared to the first time he saw her. She was covered in dirt and dents, her optics were very tired and very faint. Now that he has brought her and a few others to team Prime, she has changed. She's much brighter and more elegant than she let on. And in some way, Smokescreen liked that about her.

Smokescreen feel asleep and Tier remained awake. She didn't want to tell Smokescreen about her Processor Mare. She knew he had the same dream she had.

He woke to the sound of yelling. He recognized the voice prints right away. Arc and Ree were arguing and bickering...again. Gruntingly he got up and walked out of the room. Walking down the hallway he noticed the twins were trying to be quiet. However they seemed to be ignoring the concept of being quiet.

"How many times must you two be told? You both gotta be quiet this early in the morning." Smokescreen yawned. Since he was placed in charge of them and Tier and the other two, it was his responsibility to reconcile the two femmes. But he still couldn't understand why they get up so early every day.

"Sorry sir."Arc said." But we are arguing over a bot we both like. And I am saying that I like him more-"

"N-no. I d-d-do!" Ree shouted, poor femme had a stutter issue.

"Time out. Who is this bot you're fighting over?" It may not be any of his business, but he couldn't help but wonder.

"Bulkhead."Arc said dreamily.

His optics shot up surprised. He shook his head to make sure he was awake. Bulkhead? Two femme's fighting over him?

Now that's something new, Smokescreen joked.

"I'm sure Bulkhead likes both of you."Smokescreen said, trying not to laugh." He's just afraid he'll crush you both."

"Oh come on Commander Smokescreen. He must like one of us."

"He might, but I'm not sure. I'm tellin' you he might like both of you equally."

"But-"

"Arc this is a matter you both must settle with Bulkhead. But go easy on him."Smokescreen then thought if that was a bad idea. What would Bulkhead do?

"Yes Commander Smokescreen."Arc said with her head down, disappointed.

"Commander?" Ultra Magnus commented, coming around the corner. All three bots straightened their postures and saluted.

"Good morning sir."Smokescreen greeted.

"I still find it hard to believe that a rookie is called 'Commander'." He set his servos on his hip plates."Only those of high ranking in the war deserve it."

"I agree sir. But it was their choice, not mine." Smokescreen said, respectivly.

"It doesn't suit a rookie."

"Yes sir."Smokescreen nodded.

"Good day then soldiers." Ultra Magnus said and walked away.

Smokescreen hated his condescending behavior towards him. So did most of his team, but he has taught them to respect Ultra Magnus. At least while he's around.

"Uptight bolt-head." Arc whispered and both femme's giggled.

"Behave yourself's now." Smokescreen said kindly. Arc smiled at him innocently. Looking around the base, Ratchet was busy with finding synthetic energon. Bulkhead and WheelJack were trying to wake up. Most of the Teama's team were waltzing around the room. Optimus came in with Teama beside him.

"Prime!" Fowler yelled from the next room."We have trouble out by Jasper. Some reason the Con's are trying to find something."

And here we go again, Smokescreen thought to himself, Beast Hunters. Smokescreen loved the name, it had a good ring to it.

"Any idea what it is they are looking for?" Kclayna asked, stopping her waltz. Fowler showed a picture that was familiar to everyone.

"Protoforms? Here?" Ratchet asked, surprised.

"Apparently these...protoforms have been hidden under Jasper and no one's noticed."Folwer took put the picture back into a folder." Guess they must've thought they were rocks or something."

Oh wow, Smokescreen thought amused.

"Alright then. Smokescreen, you and your team will be going on this mission."Optimus demanded kindly.

"Yes sir." Smokescreen saluted and signaled for the twins to follow him. Smokescreen whistled loudly. Teir, Sanna and Parate drove up to him and stood tall like soldiers. Each saluting to him.

"Alright team, we got a mission to accomplish today." Smokescreen put his arms behind his back like a drill sergeant."We are to gather as many protoforms as possible. None of the Con's are allowed to have one. Is that clear?"

"Sir yes sir!"

"Alright, let's move out!" Smokescreen and his team transformed and drove out of the new base.