(Bot Type: Angst, Hurt/no comfort)

It had been a few jours since Prowl had sacrificed himself to give the Allspark enough power to save Detroit- you and the rest of Team Prime (Optimus, Ratchet, Bumblebee, Bulkhead) had been distraught when you'd all found out.

You'd stayed on Earth when the others had gone back to Cybertron temporarily, and had practically been a work-aholic, trying to contact the Allspark to talk to Prowl, using the quiet and calm of the forest around Detroit to try and help you.

You'd had no success so far, only a splitting processor-ache. You couldn't bear to do anything else- you needed closure.

And despite all those failed attempts, here you were; sat in the forest surrounding Detroit, next to a lake and crossed-stabilizing servos as you meditated, trying desperately to contact the Allspark.

You'd already screamed and cried and punched a tree like it personally offended you in the worst way possible, you were just exhausted. But you refused to stop, even if this was detrimental to your health and non-existent contacting the Allspark progess.