Disclaimer - I do not own Transformers or anything related to it, because if i did Jazz would still be alive in all his awesome glory! :D

Author's Notes -

Well, here's the new chapter. Kind of slow, but you need chapters like that. SkyFire basically lost her memory. *cheer cheer* :)

Legend -

"talking"

"Italics" , thoughts

"Cybertronian"

::Comms::

Slowly SkyFire started her main systems and started to reboot her mainframe. Her optical sensors coming online first as the rest of her body slowly came through also. She gently opened her optics and a bright, white light flooded her vision.

A lite groan escaped her lips as she tried to blink out the light. Her head was throbbing and her clouded vision did little to help. It almost felt as if she took a shot to the head, . . .did she? Trying to recall last nights events she could barely even remember, her memory hazy and the only thing she could remember were slight emotions, emotions like angriness, fear, lost, pain. Yes, a LOT of pain.

SkyFire tried to sit up, warnings and red flashes streaking across her vision but she just simply dismissed them and continued. The loud noises of stressed joints and the hard, rash sound of grinding gears proved the tension they were undergoing. With great effort she finally made it to a decent position before she fully recognized the place she was in.

It was a huge, wide open room with tons of metal berths situated in certain areas. The room gave off a clean, sterile felling the instant you walked in. Tools were laid out on large, white counter tops precisely and a steady beeping noise resonated from a machine slightly behind her. Turning around she saw that she was connected to the machine and long tubes of energon were linked up to her in multiple places.

SkyFire didn't know what was going on or what happened, but she knew one thing for sure, . . .she hated hospitals! Hated everything about them. She didn't know why for sure, but she knew she had to get away and fast before whoever put her in here came back and did the dreaded things medics do in hospitals, experiment on the patients. She shuddered at the thought.

SkyFire instantly ripped the long tubes of energon from her arms and legs and a loud echoing alarm came from the machine as it stopped the energon flow automatically. Not wanting to get caught that fast she punched a large hole through the machine silencing it. She continued to rip meager cords out of her mainframe and hastened to stand. Immediately she regretted it as her legs buckled and she was sent sprawling to the ground.

Loud footsteps echoed in a near by hall and she hastened herself to stand upright and regain her composure, fear dominating her every move. SkyFire looked around the large medical room, frantically trying to find another exit from the loud footsteps that were coming closer and closer by the second. Seeing that there wasn't any she immediately took to hiding in a crook between two large, metal machines that was about seven feet from the exit way.

The footsteps stopped in front of the door and the small beeping sounds of a code being typed in signaled the large panel to swish open. With hurried footsteps a mech ran to the berth she was lying on before and took the broken machine in his hands. He was medium-sized with a bright neon yellow paint scheme, he had red designs going down his arm and behind his fore-arm were large saws just barely peeking out.

Still in shock of fear and just what he could do with those saws, SkyFire eased her way out of her current position and stealthy crept across the remaining distance between her and the door. With her back to the door, she watched the yellow mech yell out orders into his comm, himself looking quite mad for loosing his patient, more else his "medical" experiment, SkyFire mused to herself.

Easing backwards she finally made it to the door way but backed into something hard and metal. Spinning around SkyFire was looking at a large black chassis streaked with evident battle scars. Looking up she noted the evil confused look on his face, brows furrowed over his dark blue optics.

SkyFire started to back up but the black mech immediately grabbed her wrist. "What are you doing out here?" he asked, his voice stern and sharp at the same time. The medic whipped around to see his patient half dangling of the ground by the mech.

"Ease her down Ironhide. Don't let her get away just yet, she's not ready to, . . .", the medic said. Not even trying to listen to the horrible statement that was sure to come through his vocal processors she tried to yank her arm back, only to have it squeezed harder at her attempt.

"Where do you think you're going?", the black mech known as Ironhide said. SkyFire didn't like the sound of that and grabbed the mech's shoulder with her free arm and pushed herself upwards. Bringing her knee in, it connected hard with the mech's abdomen, a loud crunching noise rang out when she hit him, denting the metal evidently. He screamed out in agony and let her arm go to instinctively clutch his stomach in pain.

Using this moment of golden opportunity SkyFire brought her other arm up and lunged herself into the air over the black mech's head. When gravity took its toll she brought her leg down onto his helm as she descended, pushing off with all her strength she sprung herself forward in the air and sent the mech crashing to the ground, face first.

When she landed, with surprise speed and agility, she did a front flip to ease the force of her fall and when she was upright again she took off down the hall, not even bothering to look back. The black mech's scream of irritation filled the hall and a bright red light washed over her as an alarm was set off. Sirens blaring and the constant flicker of the lights only confused SkyFire even more.

Coming to a cross road in the hallways SkyFire heard yelling coming from a few halls and instantly choose to avoid all other bots at all costs. Taking a left she ran down the many corridors, she passed a couple bots but they were as confused as she was and the halls seemed to be getting bigger as she progressed.

Turning another corner her eyes flew open with joy as two large hangar bay doors were wide open letting the glorious setting sun cast its beautiful rays of golden sunshine in.

Running even though she heard familiar voices close behind her, one of them being that Ironhide fellow, she pressed on. "Freedom.", she thought. "I can finally see what's going on and why I'm here. Where is here exactly?".

But her musings were cut short when a large bullet flew by her head, missing by mere inches, and collided with a generator causing it to explode into a massive ball of fire. SkyFire instinctively dropped to the ground and spun around to land in a perfect battle crouch, arm ready to fire at the enemy.

It was the big black mech from before being held off by the yellow medic who was screaming at him. "Don't shoot Ironhide, you stupid fool! She's just frightened!". The medic was having a very hard time to keep the burly mech at bay.

Looking down at her arm and wondering why a spiraling blast of blue energy wasn't hurled at them yet, SkyFire noticed her weapons must have been disarmed. "Frag it.", she thought as she checked her systems only to have her thought confirmed.

Seeing no further need for her to just be out in the open, SkyFire turned and sprinted for the door, nothing else in the world mattered anymore, she was almost free. Adrenaline pumping through her, as she whipped around the edge of the door to take off down the road stretched out before her but she rammed into something and flew back at the impact.

Her head started to throb ten times worse, she gripped her head as her vision became blurry again, worse than before and now she could barely register anything in her thought processors. Nothing made sense anymore, not even the tall cherry red shadow looming over her, since when where shadows red?

"Are you okay?", the shadow asked, but it was jumbled up and gurgled in her mind. Slowly SkyFire stood and started to sway, she didn't quite understand the language he was speaking it wasn't the native language she was used to in Japan. "I don't, . . .feel to good.", SkyFire said slowly coming to the terms that she was slowly losing focus on everything around her. She tried to stand but lost balance and fell forward not having the strength to stop herself but a firm yet caring hands grabbed her before she could do any damage.

"Whoa there. Easy. Its going to be okay. Were here to help.", the cherry mech said easing her down to the concrete runway. SkyFire looked at him with a confused look on her face, "I cant understand you."

He looked at her surprised, then Ratchet came running around the corner with a not so happy Ironhide in tow followed by an eager looking Bumblebee. "Sideswipe what did you do to the femme?", Ratchet bellowed to him wrench in hand and waving it around menacingly.

"Nothing I swear, she just collapsed.", he defended. He looked back to the femme he was holding when she was started kicking and screaming, "No! They tried to kill me! Let me go. Let me go!"

Keeping a firm grip on SkyFire he looked at her confused, he knew Ratchet could be scary when you didn't do what he said when it came to treatment, but he wouldn't try to kill her, then reality dawned on him. She was found alone in Tokyo, probably the only language she knew was Japanese, no wonder why she's scared she couldn't understand them, this was just one huge misunderstanding. "Are you okay?", he tried again in Cybertronian.

"No I'm not okay.", she said sarcastically. "The black one tried to kill me! Where am I? What is this place? Who are you? Let me go!", SkyFire started struggling again only harder. Ironhide just mumbled something under his breath and kept a trained eye on the femme, Bumblebee looking very interested in the exchange and Ratchet just stood there knowing not to intrude on such a delicate situation, especially if the patient thinks he's trying to kill them.

Looking down at her again he noticed how she was looking at him, half interested in the answers and half on the edge of defense. "Look", he said. "Were not here to hurt you in anyway. You're on an Autobot base located just off the coast of California. My designation is Sideswipe, and yours.", he made a hand gesture for her to reply.

"SkyFire.", SkyFire said monotony, half believing him, half not sure if she should. After a few gasps of shock from the few surrounding bots Ironhide's face was replaced with shock as was everyone else's besides Sideswipe and Bumblebee. "What?", they asked in unison. Paying no head to the younglings among them, Ratchet went straight to the point. "You're the legendary SkyFire? Daughter of Skywarp?", SkyFire had a horribly confused look on her face. "Sky who? What do mean 'daughter of'?", SkyFire replied.

"You do not even know your own caretaker? Great Ratchet, just great. You brought a psycho maniac con on base and a confused one with no memory at that. And you wouldn't even let me put her down. Why are we taking care of the enemies' responsibility anyway. This is going against everything we come to know! I'll take care of her myself!", Ironhide bellowed pulling out his canons again and taking aim.

"If you don't put those things away and shut up I will personally dismantle your mouth and saw your own arms off while you're awake to feel it. Now you are lucky she doesn't comprehend the English language, she's frightened and does not know of her past. The least you could down is show some compassion let alone dignity.", Ratchet argued back.

SkyFire was getting pretty mixed up with the sudden change in language every few seconds but she knew they were talking about her. Thinking that hiding behind a barrier as simple as language to discuss things without her knowledge while she was right there she thought was cowardly and it infuriated her.

"Hey!", SkyFire bellowed. "If you're going to talk about me, talk about me in a way that I can understand! What's going on?", she asked determination in her blood red optics. The two arguing mech's just stared at her before the yellow mech took a tentive step forward. "I'm sorry about that, I do apologize. My designation is Ratchet I'm the Autobot's field medic. When you showed up at my bay, you had a nasty blow to your head. I treated you and fixed your other wounds, we are just here to help, understand."

When SkyFire gave a slight nod to confirm she was still on the same page as him, Ratchet continued, "I do not mean to cause you alarm but please come with me back to my med bay so that I can see how you are healing. But please believe me when I say that we are indeed here to help.", Ratchet offered a hand to her and she tentively took it.

When she stood and he released her she staggered a bit only to fall forward again her optics dimming. The ground rushed to greet her but the initial blow never came as she was holstered up into someone's arms. SkyFire took one more look around her as her vision was swimming, she just saw the bright, reflective chassis of the red mech, Sideswipe, before totally blacking out.

"What do I do with her Ratchet?", Sideswipe spoke readjusting the femme in question in his arms. Ironhide just snorted, "Don't let her out of your sight, not for one minute. I don't trust her, she could easily be lying about her amnesia.".

Ratchet merely scoffed at him, "Ironhide you don't trust anyone. Plus the readings I took before showed that their was severe damage to the cranial, that could have easily triggered her amnesia. Now don't cause more trouble than is needed.", Ironhide just snorted and walked off loosing interest in the conversation and Bumblebee had a wide grin across his faceplates.

Ratchet motioned for Sideswipe to give her to him, "I'll take her to the med bay. Most of the base is informed of her disappearance and are still on alert. I need you and Bumblebee to go and relieve them of duty.", with that said he turned and walked back into the base with the sleeping femme in his arms.

Wondering what would happen to her Sideswipe started to walk with Ratchet but remembered he has orders, turning back to Bumblebee his grin had gotten wider the last time he looked at him. "What?", Sideswipe asked getting a little more than creeped out with the look he was given.

Bumblebee looked around to make sure no one was near, just the occasional strolling bot here and there, before blurting out with a cheesy grin, "You like her don't you.". Sideswipe reeled back at the comment, why would he like her? Hell, he did even know her.

"What are you talking about!", Sideswipe retaliated. Bee gave him the knowing eye, "'Hide is not going to like this.", he sing-songed. "I know you. You never treat new comers like that. You usually avoid them, least have physical contact with them.", after a brief moment of silence Bee motioned for 'Sides to follow him. "Come on we have to put the base at ease and alert Prowl of the femme's retrieval."

"SkyFire.", 'Sides said automatically. Bee stopped walking and turned to face him, tilting his head with a wondering look. "What?", he asked. Sideswipe looked up and started walking towards the base. "SkyFire. Her name is SkyFire."

Bee gave a short laugh, "Yeah. I have to remember that. I feel kind of bad for her though.", he said lowering his head a bit. 'Sides gave him a questioning glance, "Why?", he asked slightly intrigued.

Bee shrugged his shoulders, causing his door wings to shift, "I don't know, it just has to be really hard to not know who your caretaker is. She might not even know how to identify the spark bond she probably has with him. She might not have dwelled on it to much now, but the next time she wakes up it would probably hit her hard."

"She just needs a friend, that's all. Plus its kind of a good thing that she lost her memory.", 'Sides said strolling through the long halls of the base.

"And why is that?", Bee asked, in stride with his walking.

He gave a minor chuckle, "Because now we don't have to deal with a decepticon who has their memory and would probably try to kill us, and Ironhide wont have one of those track and shoot sessions like he did before in the base."

Bumblebee had his warm smile full force again, "Yeah, that didn't end to well . . . For the base that is."

"Yeah, why don't we split up. I'll go find Prowl and you go locate Red Alert.", Sideswipe said taking a right down a hallway towards Prowl's office. Bee had an annoyed look on his face, "Why do I get Red?", his only answer was the burst of laughter from Sides as he continued to walk down the hallway, leaving the yellow bot to muse in his own frustration.

Everyone knew that the paranoid security chief didn't take bad news to well. Especially when it came to that of a decepticon, or worse. . . .a decepticon on base.

Author's Notes -

Well kiddies, I was actually attacked by my cousin to update. But I do apologize *apologize apologize*. Rate and review if you want that cookie! :D