I was still hiding in the tree about 20 minutes after they arrived. Smokescreen was looking around the pond ,and Optimus and Ratchet were looking around in the forest surrounding the meadow. I waited until I knew Optimus and Ratchet couldn't see Smokescreen then ran to the edge of a branch and jumped behind Smokescreen. I snuck up so I was right behind him and put my servo over his mouth and pulled him down so we were hidden by the grass. He turned around and charged his cannon, but once he saw it was me he put them down, and unexpectedly tackled me in a hug.
Once he got off me I looked at him seriously with a furious look. "What the hell!? Why in Primus are you here!?" I whisper yelled at him. "Looking for you." He stated shyly refusing to look into my optics. "With prime and Ratchet!?" I was angry but my spark ached, I knew this wasn't going to turn out the way I wished. "I didn't want them to come but they found out, and they found your profile, they insisted I tried to keep them from coming.I-I'm sorry Star." I knew he was lying about keeping them from coming with him. It stung to see him in front of me and he was actually showing that he cared, while I was hiding it.

"Don't call me that," I said my voice was low and I was fighting back tears. "Why did you show them my meadow my hiding place? This is a secret place were I can be me, and let go of my feelings, and forget about the world, and the war. Why did you come here!?" I exclaimed and without thinking I lunged out and tackled him hitting him over and over tears streaming down my face.

*** SmokeScreen's pov

I was blocking all the punches she threw at me. Looking at her face plate stained with energon and the anger clear. But the one that threw me off was that the pain was also showing, so I did the only thing to stop her. I grabbed her fists and flipped her over so I was on top. She was crying optics squeezed shut tears falling of her faceplate onto the ground. I spread her servos out and linked out hands together but before I could do anything els she sat up and hugged me, sitting in my lap. Her arms were around my neck and she was crying into my chest, I was holding her tight resting my forehelm on her helm.

"Sh it's all right don't cry. Don't cry Star." I said cradling her placing a small kiss on her helm. The crying stopped and I was wondering what I was gonna do next. I looked at her faceplate still stained with energon, but she was fast asleep. I smiled and picked her up bridal stile and walked to into the meadow and called for a ground bridge. It appeared shortly after I turned my com of and walked through it. When I walked got in the base everyone was waiting and just stared when I walked in.

Ratchet was the first to speak, " Where have you been? I comed you 25 times and so has Opti- Oh my Primus." He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw who I was holding. Every one was confused and Arcee was getting impatient, "Who in Primus name is that?" She snapped. "This is FlameStar also known as BlazeWing."

That caught everyone off guard and Arcee snapped. "WHAT!? You brought a DECEPTICON into the base!? THE SECRET BASE!!!!!??" She shrieked and everyone in the room either backed up or flinched. And by then I had set FlameStar down carefully on a berth. "Yes. I did." I said standing up looking at Arcee strait in the optics. "Why!" She exclaimed. "Because," I paused for a second and looked at her for a second." She's not a decepticon." I said flatly.

"Uh hu and how in the pit do you know that?" She asked. "I know a decepticon when I see one and she is not," I thought for a second and then looked at Ratchet, "Ratchet will explain." I said picking FlameStar up and walked off to my room.

***FlameStars pov
I didn't know how long I was out or where I was but I could tell I wasn't in the meadow. I slowly sat up and opened my eyes only to find I was on a berth in a room. It wasn't my room I could tell, I saw a computer in the corner of the room. I started to get up when the door opened, I shot back down and shut off my optics only on enough to see who was in front of me.