This is a fanfic about Arcee and Starscream. Arcee is out on a drive, and Starscream is there to meet her. Arcee is tested, and comes to a conclusion, when she holds Starscream in her arms.

Arcee went out for a short drive on a bright, sunny day to clear her mind. Oh, how she longed for this moment! To be free from work, and to be free from the kids- sure, the humans were great friends, and they had contributed to the war countless times, but sometimes Arcee needed to be alone. Normally on a moment like this, she would have went out to Cliffjumper's grave, but that was gone... their was officially nothing left from him. Not the grave, not the horn, nothing. She went to an abandoned, everlasting road that was far away from Jasper Nevada, and she liked it.

She liked to be alone, and she needed to be alone and away from the war and death. But, apparently fate seemed to be taking another route... Ratchet comm. her, and informed her that Starscream's life signature was near her, and urged her to come back to the base (or the temporary base that Fowler had given the autobots since it was destroyed). "No! Ratchet, it's just him, and Starscream isn't exactly... the dangerous type. I can take him!" she said. "But, Arcee- I CAN TAKE HIM DAMN IT!" yelled Arcee speeding up a bit. "Fine, but if you need back up, just call me, and I'll send Bumblebee or someone." Ratchet replied. "Why, so Starscream can be out numbered? That's not fair, Bumblebee and I could cream him! Where's the fun in that?" Arcee chuckled. "Okay, seriously? You no, you're starting to sound a lot like Bulkhead and the rest of those wreckers." Ratchet said, sighing. Arcee laughed a bit when she heard Bulkhead yell something in the background, and shut her comm. link off.

Starscream showed himself, diving straight down towards her. She transformed, and readied herself, feeling a few droplets of rain hitting her armor. She smirked, This is going to be exhilarating! she thought to herself, closing her optics and trusting her senses. "Well, well, well. Arcee. Long time no see... how have things been going for you, autobot." he said chuckling, also feeling drops of rain hitting his helm. "Cut the scrap Starscream. Do you talk and have social get together, or do you actually want to start acting like a mech, and take on a femme? Or can you not handle that?" she said, chuckling. "How dare you! Funny, the last time I faced you, I believe it was you who passed out on me... after you found out who obliterated you're beloved Cliffjumper." Starscream said. He felt more drops of rain, as did Arcee, and in no time at all, Arcee reveled her weapons, and Starscream reveled his claws.

By this time, the rain was showering both of them, as they began to beat eachother to scrap. Arcee had managed to slit his chest open a bit, and shoot him in the arm, but she had a few gashes herself too. Starscream had sliced her in the side, just like he did back when they were in the desert, and energoen quickly, flowed down. All of the air was sucked out of her, but she took it like a solider would, and continued to attack her enemy slightly slower than before. All she had to do was doge, until the air came back to her.

Starscream sliced here and there, but the slagging femme wouldn't keep still, so he waited for her to strike; and when Arcee, he would counter it, and send her to her death, but decided to get in over his head. "What's wrong, can't the mighty, stealthy Arcee take a slice to the side, or are you just weak? Cliffjumper took it like a bitch, but you I can tell you're gonna take it like a whore!" he yelled, triggering her anger.

The rain beat down harder and harder onto Arcee and Starscream, and the wind picked up, whipping their faces. Arcee's optics widened in a fury of shaking rage of anger. She spun around once, kicked him in the gut, then plunged his knife straight into his chest... into his life. Energoen quickly flowed down onto her arm, as she transformed weapon into her arm. The bright liquid pooled out onto the rocky, dusty abandoned road, as Arcee transformed and sped away to places unknown. Starscream dropped to his knees, and clutched his wound. He had to get back to the Nemiss now! He was losing energoen, and at pace, it would take forever to get in the med bay. He shook, and felt his energoen flow from his wound, and mouth.

The deep gash in his chest didn't help at all either, and the breath had been taken away from him. He contacted the Nemiss as fast as he could, not caring whoever got his message. "This is... com-comma-...commander Starscream. I... request em-ener... emergency groundbridge... coordinates." he said, taking deep breaths... breaths of death. "Uh, request accepted, Commander Starscream. Stand by and await the groundbridge." said a drone. In a few minutes, a groundbridge was activated, and Starscream moved towards it slowly.

It took him about ten minutes to emerge from the battlefield, and present his beaten, dying figure to the drones that were working... including Soundwave. Greta, Starscream was hoping not to attract any attention at all, but Soundwave would surely make a fuss over it, and notify Megatron. Starscream felt his spark beat all through out his body, and pressed his servo over it. He felt his legs wobbling as he made his way to the med bay, but he wanted collapse. He wanted to drop from exhaustion of his fight with Arcee, he didn't want to walk anymore. He could his entire body shake, and he felt his optics starting to close. But, he couldn't pass out- he wouldn't pass out! Not after being beat by a femme! He would become the laughing stock of the Nemiss! But, sleep was starting to embrace him, and he felt it getting nearer and nearer to him, just as someone ran over to him, and rush him out of the Groundbridge room. He didn't know who it was, or if he was on his way to the after life. He wanted to stay awake, but whoever it was, slung him on their shoulder, and walked him to the med bay, all to calmly. He also felt another person take him away from whoever was formerly carrying him, but this person seemed... stronger and too familiar. Whoever it was was carrying him bridal style, and in no time, Starscream was slipping away into his stasis mode.

TBC