I got the inspiration for this story after watching Season Three of Transformers: Prime and decided to do this story as a guardian-charge story between my OC Rachel and Ultra Magnus. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Transformers and all characters associated with the show belong to Hasbro. I only own Rachel.

Only You Can Mend My Broken Spirit

The bus bumped down the road and finally made it to the place she had asked it to stop at: The K.O. Burger Joint. She had remembered him saying he was working there. The bus stopped and she grabbed her stuff while the driving stepped out and unloaded her other two bags. Giving him a nod of thanks, she looked up at the place. It hadn't changed in five years, then again, Jasper, Nevada, never changed in her opinion.

Sighing, she grabbed her suitcase and her rolling suitcase and went in. She looked around at the tables and frowned. Same old place, though you would think they would have cleaned it up a bit, but no, it was the same old dirty eating place she remembered from long ago. It was a wonder it was still here. She walked up to the counter and saw a young man with black hair and blue eyes. Her eyes were blue too, but her hair was blonde. He looked familiar to her.

"Jackson Darby?" she now said, her voice sounding tired and bored.

Jack looked up at his name and saw a blonde-haired girl with blue eyes. His eyes widened when he saw the heart with wings necklace she wore that he had given her long ago. "Rachel?" he asked.

She nodded once. "Things have changed," she said, glancing around.

Jack looked at her and wondered if she was okay. She had written a lot when she had first gone off to college, but about two years ago, she had begun writing less and less and finally, letters came occasionally, the last one being the year before. Jack now looked at her. "Mom and I had no idea you were coming home today," he said. She nodded.

"Yes," she said, her voice somber.

Jack looked at the clock and found that his shift was done. "Hey, let me clock out and I'll give you a ride home," he said. "I have a really awesome motorcycle."

She shrugged. "I have my bags to carry," she said. "But thanks for the offer." She then moved away and grabbed her bags. "See you at home, Jack."

Jack watched her walk out the door and wondered why she wasn't happy. Guessing she was tired from traveling, he decided not to worry about it.

Thankfully, home wasn't far for Rachel to walk and she knocked on the front door. A woman opened the door and her eyes widened in shock.

"Hi, Mom," said Rachel.

"Rachel?" said June. "When did you get in town?"

"Today," she said. June stepped forward and hugged her daughter who returned the hug a little awkwardly, but with small happiness that she was home.

"Your room is still upstairs, honey," said June.

"Thanks, Mom," she said and headed upstairs to be alone.

Meanwhile, Jack was talking to Arcee as they were heading home. "Rachel is my older sister by seven years," he said to her. "She's been off to college for five years."

"That's a long time," Arcee commented. "What did she study?"

"I think she studied business," said Jack. "She was doing good last we heard, but her last letter was almost a year ago now."

"Why didn't she write you?"

Jack shrugged. "I don't know, Arcee," he said. "Looking at her now, she seems different, almost a complete opposite of what she was went she left."

Neither more was said as the two arrived home and Jack helped his mother make dinner and Rachel came down, eating only a few bites and then going back upstairs.

"Mom," said Jack. "Is Rachel okay?"

June sighed. "I don't know, honey," she said. "Your sister has changed a lot in five years."

Jack agreed and decided not to worry a whole lot about it, but as he was ready to fall asleep that night, he couldn't help but worry as he thought back on how sad she looked and it seemed, devoid of any emotion.

Big sister, he thought before going to sleep. What happened to you that you aren't the same anymore?