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[A pile of junk was the last place he'd expected to end up, to be perfectly honest. In fact, it was the farthest thing from Autobot Outpost Omega 1 that you could get...well, at least now that Ratchet swept it up. The large Autobot rose from his position, brushing off the debris that seemed to collect from his initial entrance. He doesn't seem to really react to any of it, as if he was basically just acknowledging 'yep, I just landed in a trash heap. Oh well'. Out of all of the useless junk, there is one thing that catches his eye. The Link. He picks it up, eyebrow perked. Interesting...it seemed to be a communications device. He'd have to take a look at this.

But that didn't mean he wouldn't waste time with IMPORTANT things. His eyes immediately began to scan his surroundings, pupils dilating and contracting as he shifts immediately towards the stars. He always felt that the cosmos offered a better map than the landscape, although he wasn't exactly prepared for the results. And, like a camera lens, those eyes widen in shock. It was...Cybertron. There was no way he could be mistaken.

He wouldn’t hesitate to use the Link either, especially if it seemed to have communication properties. After all, he had to find his soldiers. At moments like this, it was best to stick together.]

Autobots, report in. This is Optimus Prime, and I fear we seem to have traveled somehow to our homeworld. It’s appearance is not as I remember, as if it has yet to be built. If you are nearby I will send my coordinates.

If not, report me yours so I may locate you.

[His gaze went from the stars to the layout of the land. A pile of junk...he certainly didn’t remember that, but some of the landscape was definitely ringing some bells in his processor. Or at least...they were similar enough. There were a few petite differences, but the gorges, canyons, mountains...they aligned with his own vision.]

Cybertron...

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Are you acquiring proper medical treatment?

[Tox-En is no joke, Bulkhead.]

...You do not seem as perplexed about our surroundings as I would assume.

I am, though they've been busy the last few days after a fight. There's a lot of medics here.

[He nearly died from it, Optimus. He knows it's not.]

I've been here..[Give him a second to remember how many days.] Almost an Earth month. [And what a pit of a month it's been.]

An entire Earth month.

[Something wasn't right.]

I had only seen you moments before my initial arrival.

[Cue his confusion.]

Uh. [He's reaching up to rub at his helmet.] This will sound strqange, but what do you remember before comin' here?

...We had just initiated Smokescreen into our ranks.

You know Smokescreen? So he was telling the truth.

[The kid really wasn't lying.]

I...never met Smokescreen. Till he showed up here callin' for us. Last thing I remember...Ratchet had helped me to the medical bay after Miko helped me with walkin'. Miko left, she wasn't too happy. You...were decoding the database that Ratchet and Raf had gotten.

...So not only are we taken to an alternate dimension...but we are pulled from separate points in time.

[Interesting...

Or potentially dangerous.]

I am to assume Smokescreen is here, since you know of him now.

It's confusin' keepin' track of who knows what.

[That shadowzone thing was odd enough, but different times, plus dimensions. It's going over Bulk's head a little.]

Yeah, Smokescreen's here. Arcee's here too, and...if you can believe it, Cliffjumper. Plus Raf and Miko. Ratchet...was here, but..he disappeared shortly after I arrived.

[It's easier to think that for the medic. Rather than the idea of him going into the badlands, and nobody's come forth yet to claim they have him or killed him.]

And...that's it. [Optimus, though, might be able to tell that wasn't all of them that were or are here.]

I have reason to believe that we are all pulled at different points. Cliffjumper's presence, while I must see for myself to rule out an imposter, could be explained this way.

[He...he doesn't want to know about anything bad happening to Ratchet. It was tough on it's own.]

I see. And...other inhabitants?

Yeah, it's lookin' like that.

[He'll just leave the Ratchet thing at that.]

There's a few cons from our world too. Knock Out, Breakdown and couple of their cronies.

He's quiet for a moment.]

There was one more Autobot from our world....Jackie. Wheeljack. [Whatever is to the right of his screen suddenly looks real interesting. Optics closing.] He was killed in a fight last week. [He knows Wheeljack and Optimus often didn't see optic to optic.]

[So Decepticons had arrived to. He'd feared that...but at least there's no mention of Megatron. That was a plus.]

...

I am sorry for your loss, Bulkhead. You two were close...

[Oh there's a Megatron, he's just not the one they know.]

...he went down fightin', like he woulda wanted and the guy was caught. [Just a part of him wishes he could've gotten a piece of the guy.]

[Optimus seems distant, closing his eyes. He and Wheeljack didn't see optic to optic, but that didn't mean the Wrecker was any less important. And thus, received a moment of silence.]

You will live on for him, then. It is what he would have wanted.

He's part of the reason I'm pushin' to get myself better.

[Because he wants to be able to do something. Not to sit back and watch. Maybe he couldn't have saved Wheeljack, but he would've done his best to help.]

Do not push yourself too hard, Bulkhead. If you strain your circuits, you will do detrimental damage to your body.

Permanently.

[You sound like Ratchet, Optimus. Plus the other docs here.

...in a good way.]

I just want to be able to do something. Most I can do right now is get just outside of the temple. [And that's if folks let him.]

You must take it slow, Bulkhead. I would prefer you slowly recover, than damage your circuits and suffer permanent damage.

You are important to our cause, after all.

[Yes, dad.]

...I'm not much use to the cause right now.

As it stands, our cause is at a standstill.

Use this time to gather your strength.

Yeah, no war here...though other stuff happens.

[There's a sigh from him.]

...fine, I'll try to take it easier. [He knows Optimus is right. It's just hard sitting around all the time.]

My thanks, Bulkhead.

[That's a load off his shoulders.]

...guess there's no chance of meetin' up with ya, huh?

What is your location.

[Of course he wants to meet up with you.]

[Oh good.]

Solus Prime's temple. [He'll give coordinates.]

I will be there momentarily.

[Coordinates are good! And like the Prime that he is, it doesn't take him long for him to roll out.]

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