*A/n: Some extra long chapters for some extra awesome readers! P.s, just as a little joke, both William Lennox and Agent William Fowler are in this chapter. For some reason I found it amusing.* 

You woke up later than usual. For some reason your body refused to get up- like you knew deep down something was about to happen. You simply shook it off, however, not wanting to make too big of a deal of it. After getting ready, you entered the main room to find all the Autobots and their human partners gathered.

They were all in deep discussion. The worried looks on their faces as they spoke among one another showed that whatever the subject was, wasn't very good. 

Noticing that none of them have noticed you, you clear your throat, "Good morning everyone." 

Everyone freezes in place and all eyes shoot towards your direction. 'Did you do something wrong?' 

Every person and Bot silently look toward each other, their expressions now changing to slight panic. Some mumble some "good morning" 's and "hello" 's as to not make everything seem more suspicious than it already was.

"Heyyyy...Morning, (Y/N)!" Colonel Lennox tries to cheerfully greet you. He was probably one of the friendliest higher-ups and one of the only people you enjoyed having conversations with.

You smile. "What are we doing? It must be important with everyone gathered like this." You try to pry some information out of him. 

"Oh, y'know, scouring the globe for traces of energon and what not. In fact, it looks like we might have hit the jackpot!" Lennox diverts your attention to the screen which was now showing the image and location of some big energon deposit. 

Agent Fowler, who was stiffly standing next to the colonel, nods strenuously, "Yup! Sure seems like it! We should probably help the Bots go gather it!" The ex-special ops soldier coughs into his fist awkwardly. 

"Alright, what is really going on? What are you not telling me? Do not think that I did not notice how you all became uneasy as soon as I entered the room." 

Both men stay quiet, not knowing how to handle this situation. How do they tell you that you were the reason all Decepticon activity had skyrocketed? 

"Fine," you turn away and go to where you knew you would get some answers, "I will go ask Optimus."

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"Optimus?" 

The mech in question tiredly turns his attention to his new-found friend. "Yes Miss (Y/N)?"

You climb up the stairs to get to his face's height. "I came by to check on you. How have you been lately?" 

Optimus glances at the Decepticons causing chaos on the screen once more in concern before facing you fully. "I am...unsure." 

"Unsure?" You frown, now getting tired of this strange behavior. "Optimus, what's going on? No-one will tell me. I'm becoming really concerned. If something is wrong, please tell me." 

"You are right. You have the right to know what had been going on the passing month; especially since it concerns you." Optimus places his servo down, beckoning you to climb on. "I would like to speak with you in private about the matter, (Y/N)."

Wanting answers so badly, you do so. The Prime transforms around you and drives out of the base, letting Fowler and Lennox know that you would be gone for a while. He drives out of town, past the buildings and finally, once there were no more signs of any people, stops in a field. 

Both of you stay silent- you waiting for Optimus to explain things, and the Prime busy pondering over the carefully chosen words he wishes to use to explain everything to you. 

"..."

"Miss (Y/N), I apologise in advance for what I am about to say. Please, understand that I do not wish to manipulate your views of anyone in any way, but it is important for you to understand..."

You furrow your eyebrows, "Understand? Optimus, understand what?" 

"Megatron is not the mech you believe he is. He is not the mech you were deceived to think he is."

The Autobot leader's words brought a sudden pang to form in your heart. "What do you mean? Optimus, if you are referring to all the bad things he does and did do throughout his life, I already know. I am not blind to the destruction he had caused. I am no fool."

"I never regarded you to be one, (Y/N)." The Prime turns his hidden optics to you, "I am sorry, my friend, but Megatron had been planning on manipulating and using you as a means to get to us from the very start. It is most likely that the first time he came across you he did not see what he, and I, now know. He did not expect you to influence him as you did. He simply saw an opportunity."

You think back to the day you first came across him in the woods. He was cold towards you, arrogant even. 'Why did it start to seem like that changed?'

"As much as I can hope that you have changed him during your time as his unsuspecting prisoner, I must go on what I know he does- what he is-"

A strange feeling started forming deep within your stomach, the same feeling you get when you are about to enter a fight. 

Optimus' cab darkens, "-a tyrant."

The roar of jet engines reach your ears and before you could pinpoint where it was coming from, the sound of transformation sounds out. With a roar of anger, a massive fist is brought down upon Optimus' hood, severely denting it. 

"Optimus! I have come to retrieve what belongs to me!" 

Megatron was bent down before the Prime's alt, blade out and prepared to spill blood. 

Optimus revs his engine, "Miss (Y/N), I think it would be best if you get to safety."

You get out of the Prime's cab and reluctantly do as he instructed. You were not the type of woman to just stand aside and let the men take over. Immediately the warlord's burning red optics go to you. 'Oh, how badly he just wanted to take you and leave this place.' 

Optimus transforms, his servos already turned to swords. This forces the Decepticon lord to remove his gaze from you and bring it to his rival. Megatron sneers and shows his sharp denta, "Give her to me, and I shall leave something of you for your Autobots to retrieve."

The Prime's battlemask slips into place, "You will not have her, Megatron!"

Reaching the point of absolute outrage, Megatron rushes to Optimus with a battle cry. The Autobot brings up his swords to shield himself from the hate-driven attack. And so, the two leaders clash blades. 

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They did not fight long. 

As the Cybertronians fought, you took a plunge into your thoughts. 

'It isn't supposed to be like this.' 'They are both your friends.' 'They both, at the very least, seem to care for you in a way.' 'Neither, and yet both of them are wrong.'

'...They both are fighting...for you...' 

You quickly came to a conclusion: you could not just stand here and allow them to end one another- not here; not like this.

Taking in a calming breath, you bound towards them.

"ENOUGH!!!"

With a voice like resounding thunderclap, you instantly gain both's attention, causing them to pause in mid parry. All seem to freeze in place as you- shoulders straight and head held high- marched towards the two still-armed leaders. 

"Miss (Y/N), you must stay back for your own protection-" 

"No Optimus," you stop your friend from finishing. "I cannot allow you to fight my battles for me." You then turn to look the other in the optics. "Megatron...I will come with you, but please, promise me that you will not retaliate against the Autobots, at least not because of me." 

For a moment the warlord's hateful glare subsides, "Very well, (Y/N) (L/N)-" But soon it returns as he kicks Optimus away. "-but know this: I will rip out the spark of Optimus Prime!" 

You are snatched up off the ground by his grey servo. Optimus, now on his feet once again, goes to take you back, but your beseeching eyes make him stay in place.

With a sad and understanding smile, he nods his goodbye.