Ratchet moved away, going to his large computer that glowed a bright green, showing odd symbols that I have never seen before. I assumed that it was their language; Cybertronian that Optimus had mentioned before.

"You're free to go Cathrine", Ratchet commented, as Optimus stood in the door way awkwardly, although he did not display the emotion of feeling 'awkward' it sure looked like it to me.

"-but", Ratchet spoke up, looking at me from the corner of his optics that glowed a soft sapphire, "I do recommend that you be more careful, hm?. I do not wish to see you with a dirtied cast again", he scolded me, waving a digit in my face, I blinked and nodded my head with a sheepish smile on my lips, it didn't take much to feel intimidated by these guys, they were tall and could easily squish me like a fly.

"Okay..", I responded quietly, rubbing my upper arm, the pain in my body was numbed by the pain killers that Ratchet had given me earlier, but I knew it would come back by tomorrow, or sooner. Optimus hummed, walking over to me quietly, noting that Ratchet was finished with his small talk. Optimus looked down at me and held out his servo, in a gesture for me hopping on.

I carefully hopped on to his large metal hand, sitting down quickly, as he raised to his full height. Although the height slightly scared me, I remained calm, keeping a straight facial expression, but I couldn't stop my stomach from bubbling up with nausea and the easy thought of falling and smashing against earth's surface.


"How are you feeling?", Optimus brought me out of my thoughts by his question, my eyes stung slightly, the shock of my mother and brother being killed was easily gone in he matter of seconds, and the shock was soon replaced with sadness, it didn't help my own flesh and blood rejected me.


"Honestly?...", I raised an eyebrow at Optimus, before continuing, "I feel like I'm not good enough, not strong enough", my confidence failed me, as my voice wobbled and started to squeak slightly.


Optimus remained quiet, allowing me to let out what I was feeling, "Heck...My own dad just abandoned me, That's saying something", I threw my hands in the air, before running my right hand through my horribly faded hair...seriously need to re-dye it.


I sighed looking away, "I have no friends...no family...no home...", I trailed off my sentence, my voice going into a whisper, while I put my head in my hands, trying to think of what to do. I didn't want to stay at a military base, no offence to the Autobots or soldiers, but I knew I would get in the way and I sure as hell won't be safe here. I really am just a Teenage kid, not knowing what to do with her life.


Optimus broke the suffocating silence with his usual hum of thought and wisdom, "To me, You are good enough, and especially strong. Do not allow the downfalls ruin your knowledge of life, although things look bad now, I can assure you; it will get better. Everything happens for a reason", Optimus looked down at me, his optics re-sizing and re-adjusting here and there.


A light smile found a way to my lips, "Thank you Optimus", I patted his index digit softly, before I looked up to notice we were heading towards the rec-room. I sat up and re-adjusted my posture, not wanting to look weird sitting on a Primes hand.


I breathed out, as we entered the rec-room to be greeted by many Autobots and some soldiers that walked along the ground carrying rifles on them in a security matter. My eyes caught on a male boy that was talking to Bumblebee, next to him was a Blonde female. I tilted my head wondering who they were and why they were here.


Optimus lowered his hand, and I quickly hopped off. Being distracted by the two unfamiliar faces, and curiosity got the best to me, I went to walk over to the pair and meet them, but was stopped when Optimus spoke up, "Cathrine, wait"


I quickly spun around and looked at the crouching prime, I was quite surprised at how he crouched so fast without making a noise. I tilted my head in silent question, while humming at him. Optimus's eyes looked to the floor, thinking on what to say. I awkwardly stood there, getting the feeling of eyes on us, as I waited on what the Prime had to say to me.


"Do you still wish to have me as your Guardian?"


My gut dropped, eyes widening slightly, I felt my mouth dry, "I...", I trailed off my sentence rubbing my good arm, looking at him with hesitant eyes, not sure on what else to say.


Optimus held my gaze, "After everything that has happened?", he continued to press the question, his optics having a stern gaze, I felt them go into my soul, "are you willing to be my charge and be able to face the challenges a head?, because you and I both know that everything has change and will continue to change. Fate has twisted ways, and leads us down certain paths, but now, now is your choice on where fate will lead you and which path you will take", Optimus spoke to me with his strong and baritone voice, the tone of his voice was the type he used on his soldiers; the tone that always put me on edge and easily pushed me off guard on what I was doing, because I knew the tone held no jokes, no simple conversation, it plainly held out choices and actions and right now, I had a choice, and that choice would take action on what will happen next in my life.


I swallowed the lump I felt in my throat, I bit my lip in thought, 'was I..?', I closed my eyes tightly, breaking eye contact with the prime, as my good right hand curled into a fist at my side.


Breathing out, I looked up at Optimus, my eyes opening showing the determination in them, I was dragged into a war that I knew nothing about, met new people and a totally different species, lost loved ones and I knew I would gain new ones over time if I allowed time to do so.


"Optimus I am willing to have you as my Guardian"


,But I couldn't help but think;


Is he willing to have me as a Charge?.