Sunstreaker whips around and I look around to see where the painfilled voice came from. The door to my room is wide open and a now very distraught looking Sideswipe in holoform stood. I don't think I will ever be able to unsee the hurt radiating from his eyes. His hand still holds the doorknob and his shoulders slumped forward. Words are lost in my throat. This is not how I wanted him to find out. Sunstreaker seems at a loss as well. After a moment, Sideswipe straightens up and an angered look crosses over his face.

"Are you two just going to stare at me or say something? Why would you say she's already dead?" Sideswipe demands, shooting daggers at the both of us.

"Please close the door." I barely recognize the timid voice that leaves me.

He takes a step forward and slams the door shut behind him. The hurt in his eyes is replaced with anger and the need to know.

"Explain cause as far as I know, Hart is alive and well." He crosses his arms and stares at us.

"How much did you hear?" I ask after clearing my throat.

"Sunstreaker said maybe you're here to save us." He glowered.

I take a second to gather my thoughts. Not sure how I want to approach this conversation.

"She's a ghost. She died over a year ago." Sunstreaker blurts out, not giving me a chance.

"Sunstreaker!" I scold, sending him a quick glare before looking back at Sideswipe. Who seems to be at a loss for words.

"No." Sideswipe whispers. He looks to the ground thinking his brothers' words over. "That's not true."

"Sideswipe." I start, taking a step forward.

"No, why would you lie about something like that?" He stares in disbelief at Sunstreaker.

"He's not lying. Believe me. I wish he was." It's times like these I'm glad I can't cry. I'd be bawling like a baby.

"How can I believe that. You're standing right in front of me. I can touch you." He steps forward and tries to put his hand on my shoulder, but it goes right through me. "What?"

He brings his hand up to his face and stares at it. His eyes wide, jaw dropped. He steps back, almost losing his footing. Then his eyes go back and forth from his hand to me. I'm positive none of this makes sense to him. I wanted to break this to him gently. Though, I probably would have gotten the same reaction.

"It's an illusion. A magic trick. Something humans enjoy doing or watching. You're making this all up. This is a really sick prank, and you guys know how much I love pranks, but this is crossing a line." He rants, his eyes turning angry again.

"I wish it was, but I am dead. I fell off the cliff last year. My body is still there." I explain.

"But we can see you, talk to you. Your alive." He cries out.

"I've made everyone believe that I am. I've done a good job convincing people that I am still alive. I don't know how or why, but I'm still here. There are things I can do that no human alive can do." I feel as though I am getting nowhere.

"She is the reason you and Prime woke up." Sunstreaker steps in.

"The mark on my finger? The mark on Optimus's torso?" Sideswipe looks at me for confirmation.

"You noticed that?" I almost shy away.

"Ratchet thought maybe it was from the blast, but how did you wake us?" Confusion more so than before, fills his face.

"I don't know. I just can't do it again." I tell him.

"I still don't believe this, but we have to go. I'm going to need some time." He says in a quiet voice and goes for the door.

"Sideswipe." I call out, his hand stops midair towards the handle, "Please don't say anything. No one can find out."

"No one would believe me anyway." Is all he says before opening the door and walking out. Sunstreaker following him. Not without looking back over his shoulder. A sad look resting on his face.

Now I'm alone.

My feet move me closer to my bed. I feel as though I'm on auto pilot. Once I'm there, I turn around and fall backwards. Somehow, I manage to hold myself together and not fall through. It's nice when I don't have to think about it. Makes me feel alive for once. Now if only I could cry. It's very rare for me to want to cry, but I think since I've died, I've never wanted to cry more. I am not looking forward to when the twins get back. Sideswipe will either hate me or want more answers. Neither option sounds pleasant. I am not prepared for this. No one was supposed to find out.

"Ah!" I cry out to no one.

The sun continues to shine through my window. My eyes have yet to close, only staring up at the ceiling. Sideswipes face won't leave my mind. His hurt was identical to his brother's. The same exact facial expressions. I'm sure the pain they felt was the same too. But after thinking about it, I'm sure Sideswipe feels worse. His brother, his twin kept a huge secret from him. He probably feels betrayed. I wanted to keep my secret so bad. I had no problem telling Sunstreaker to keep it from everyone, including his own twin. I am the worst human being ever. I am going to hell after this is all said and done.

I don't even want to go out to the cliff. I only want to lay here and sulk. Thinking over the damage I have caused. Will Sideswipe ever forgive me? It wouldn't surprise me if he doesn't. I hate myself so much right now. We should have told him right away. Sunstreaker wanted it too. I should have agreed. I was only thinking about myself. How could I have been such a fool? I roll over to my side, staring at the wall. My hands folded under my head; legs curled up. In two days is supposed to be my day off. Sideswipe had so much planned. He probably won't want to hang out anymore. Probably won't even be able to look at me either. Can I even apologize?

After moping for what seems like eternity, I get up and get ready for my shift. Not that there is much I have to do. I'm still in my camies from this morning. I do go into the bathroom and run some water over my face. Apart of me pretending it's the tears I wish I could let go. After hanging the towel to dry myself off, I slam my hands down on the tiny counter at the ends of the sink. All the anger I thought I let go rushing back into me.

"Why me? Why did I have to die?" I scream at myself in the mirror. "What did I do to deserve this? If anything, why bring me back as a ghost, a husk of who I once was? WHY?!?!"

I can't stand looking at myself anymore. I'm not going to find answers from a reflection. Scoffing at myself, I leave to go to my shift. The door slams behind me as I walk out, startling some soldiers walking past. I can feel them watching me as I continue to storm away. A hardened look in my eyes is as obvious as the scowl on my face. It's normal for me to be left alone, but not usually stared at. I guess I never look angry. Which is true. My emotions are usually in check. Before I step into the hanger, I stop for a moment to attempt to relax myself. Some deep breathing, nope can't breathe, maybe stretch a little, nope can't feel my muscles. Think happy thoughts, don't have too many of those, but the few I have will have to do.

I walk into the hanger with a slightly less pissed off face. I think about my time spent with Sunstreaker and the flirty moments with Sideswipe. By the time I get to my station there is a small smile playing on my lips. I look across the way and my smile falls. I forgot for a second that the twins were on a mission. Also, that they are both mad at me. The scowl that I was able to get rid of has returned. I plop down in my chair and start warming up my computer. Though, I do wonder how they are doing. The Autobots and the soldiers who left have yet to come back.

"Hart." I hear my name being called. I look up to see my Sargeant walking over to me.

"Yes, Sargeant?" I inquire, standing back up.

"We have been trying to keep tabs on the teams, but team Alpha has gone dark. I have half of us continuing to monitor team Bravo. I want you part of the other half trying to get sights back on team Alpha." He instructs.

"Good to go, Sargeant." I immediately answer. As he starts to walk away, I ask, "Sargeant, what team are the twins on?"

He looks to the ground and sighs before looking back at me, "Team Alpha." He says sadly.

I gasp, my eyes widening at the realization. "No." I whisper.

"All we can do is try and find them." He tries to reassure me, but it does nothing to help me.

He leaves to go check on others. My eyes snap to the screen and get to work. I tap into their last known location. It's the same coordinates as the article we found. I retraced their steps until they vanished. It's like they walked through a field and disappeared. Their life signs aren't showing up either. They could be anywhere. Team Alpha consists of Optimus, Ratchet, the twins and Mirage. Along with Lennox and a team of soldiers. All of them are who knows where. I decide to listen to the transmissions prior to them disappearing.

"We are reaching the coordinates." Lennox said.

"Any readings, Ratchet?" Optimus asked.

"A faint one. It's growing stronger the closer we get." Ratchet answered.

"The whole town seems deserted." Lennox wondered out loud.

"I'm getting a spike." Ratchet said.

"These are the coordinates. There's nothing here." Lennox said.

"Let's move forward." Optimus urged.

"Optimus, it's right in front of us." Ratchet scoffed.

"There is nothing here, but dirt." Sunstreaker's voice brings a smile to my face.

"There used to be a house here. It looks like it was never here." Lennox sounds confused.

"So, why are we still standing here? Maybe there's a trap door or something." Sounds like Sideswipe is getting anxious.

"Wait, Sideswipe!" I hear Sunstreaker shouted, "SIDESWIPE!"

"He's gone." Lennox gasped. I can't help gasping along with him.

"Sunstreaker! No!" Optimus roared.

"They both just vanished." Mirage finally spoke up.

"Optimus, what do we do?" Ratchet asked.

There's a pause. I'm on the edge of my seat waiting for a response. I hear Optimus in the background trying to reach them on the comm link. Doesn't sound like it's working. After what feels like forever, Optimus speaks again.

"They haven't come out yet. Let's go in. Proceed with caution." Optimus warned after another moment.

"You heard Prime. Everyone on high alert." Lennox ordered.

"This seems like a very bad idea." Mirage is the last one to speak and then the comm lines turn to static.

"No weird field, no trace, what is this orb?" I mutter to myself, "Is it the orb?"

My mind starts racing through the possibilities. I need more insight on this orb. It releases an electromagnetic field, but what if it does other stuff too. Maybe it created some kind of shield. One where you walk in and are invisible to the outside world. My invisible theory seems more and more plausible. I need more information. I get up from my seat and find my Sargeant.

"Sargeant?" I call out to him as I get closer to him.

"Hart, find anything?" He asks turning to me.

"No, but do we have any more information about the orb? Like what else it does? Or what was it built for?" I ask.

"You'd have to ask Optimus or one of the Autobots about that. I probably know just as much as you know." He answers honestly.

"Is team Bravo still out searching?" I look up to the entrance to the hanger.

"They are on their way back. There was no point in continuing the search when we know where the orb is." He speaks.

"They aren't going to check out the location?"

"We don't need anybody else vanishing." He claims.

"Well, you got a point." I mumble under my breath going back to my station.

The night rolls on with no word from team Alpha. Team Bravo lands not too long after 2230. Jazz and Ironhide storm into the hanger, roaring orders, roaring for answers. Elita One and her sisters try to calm them down. Epps is by my team in seconds trying to find his own answers. Unfortunately, we know just as much as they do.