I have been neglecting y'all on this site. But that is slightly in part to the fact that I've mainly hopped over to AO3. The other due to RL bs and also a personal pet peeve that I have with this site.

Anywho the disclaimer is the usual. This is fanfiction. Thank you good day.

Chapter 1: The Girl

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"How... How long has she been in their servos?"

Optimus stared down at the girl, who sat eerily still on the berth, her unfocused gaze staring straight ahead as she ignored the scans that Ratchet was preforming. "I am uncertain. All I do remember is that she had been there long enough the decepticons... were outraged that she had been near me."

"Impossible." Ratchet muttered as he ran another scan as he glared down at the girl.

"Ratchet?"

"There's nothing wrong with her."

"Uh... isn't that a good thing?" Bulkhead pointed out.

"Well yes, but if she has been in the decepticon's hands for nearly as long as Optimus is implying there should be any number of things wrong with her. She should have some sort of somewhat fresh contusion of sorts because I highly doubt any decepticon would be gentle with a human... but, she has none. not even evidence of past injuries... And she isn't malnourished... This doesn't make sense.."

"So in other words she's some con's personal pet?" Wheeljack deadpanned.

"I... I don't know..." Ratchet said quietly.

"Why hasn't she said anything yet?" Bee asked as he leaned over to try to look the girl in the eyes only for her to close them when he came into her line of sight.

"There is no reason she isn't talking," the medic murmured. "Perhaps she was given orders by her former masters to not speak to us?"

"If that's the case what's to keep her from trying to tell the cons the location of the base or from trying to sabotage our equipment? We can't trust her to be loose in the base. Who knows what kind of plot she could be cooking up to escape back to them." Arcee crossed her arms.

"Sadly you are correct. We cannot afford to let... her off of the base. Not until we're sure she's not going to betray us to the decepticons. And since this is the case, Ratchet you will have primary care and guardianship over her."

"But Optimus-"

The steely gaze his commander leveled at him left no room for discussion. The other bots filed out of the med bay, leaving the medic with the quiet girl who only drew her knees up to her chest and buried her head to avoid his gaze.