You Are Never Alone
Chapter One
In all her millions of years of existence, one could never call Jynx as a graceful being. In fact, she was quite the opposite and at that moment she was demonstrating just how klutzy she really was.
Tools were falling all over the place, keeping the scrap metal company on the dingy old floor. The floor itself looked more like a maze due to the litter that had taken residence there while the petro rabbits scurried from pile to pile to avoid the femme's abnormally large stumbling feet. Reaching the desk, Jynx tossed down the remainder of the tools and scraps in one large pile, making yet another mess as oil dripped from the old metal. The femme wiped off the oil on her hands with a rag- which of course didn't do much good as the rag had been made of more holes than actual fabric- and reached down to find a missing torch when her computer blared to life.
Message. Message. Please respond.
"Yeah yeah, you stupid comp, shut yer monitor." Grumbling at the interruption, the femme tapped the comm and got down on her hands and knees to find the torch.
"Speak or forever keep your trap shut."
For a few minutes, the line went quiet. "Jynx?" The voice barked loudly causing the femme to jump and hit her head on the computer console. She had forgotten she had turned up the volume on that computer. Stupid slagging computer…why did it choose to be right there, right then and make her hit her head on it?
"Speaking," she muttered, rubbing a dent on the back of her head, wrinkling her nose irritably. Yet, the image didn't reply right away again, forcing her to get out from under the dinted console.
The image on the screen looked incredibly familiar. It was an older mech, white and red in color with a large black chevron on his forehead. He looked familiar…where did she know him from? From a long time ago…back before the Ar-
"Ratchet? The medic from Iacon, right?" Jynx poked at the screen, "You were Jazz's buddy. How is Spazz anyway? I haven't heard from 'im in probably a cycle now. He usta contact me every couple of earth days."
Ratchet shook his head sadly and his picture blurred on the screen. "I'll tell you the details later but right now you need to get on the nearest shuttle for Earth."
"Why?" An optic ridge raised in question.
"I said I'd tell you later. Just get here. Now." Ratchet growled, and the screen went blank.
Now she remembered him…he was that medic with the temper…the one that hit her over the head with a wrench a few vorn ago…
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Lights. Buzzy, blurry sounds. Someone is over him, he can't hear their voices- he can't see their faces. Grabbing. They're hurting him. Who are they! What do they want? Shackles. Needles.
When does it stop!
They wont let go! They just yell and hurt.
He twists and turns, trying to get away. Kick, scream! He can't hear himself scream but the pain in this throat tells him he is. He backs up to a wall, he hurts too bad to fight them anymore.
Too strong.
Energon is pumping through his systems, air circulating heavily. Curl into a ball, they can't hurt you then. Can't get a grip.
Make them stop!
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Ratchet cradled his head in his hands, leaning on his desk with a great sigh. This is where his job always got complicated. Amazingly enough, the day had started off as good as any other. No poor wreck in his repair bay… a tall glass of warm energon in hand… yet now, he had two mechs on his table with a completely alien problem and Ratchet was as confused as all hell.
It started with a small skirmish with the Decepticons early that day, out along Oregon's coast line. Prowl had taken a small team out with him to the location and everyone but Jazz had been just fine- Sideswipe had even come back without a scratch on his chassis which was a miracle in itself. According to Prowl , Starscream shot Jazz down with what looked like a simple null ray, which would explain why he went offline till the team had gotten back so to Ratchet it was an open and shut case. It wasn't until a few hours later that the CMO realized he hadn't woken up and still hasn't since then. Running a diagonistic on the inert Porsche, Ratchet say what the full extent of the problem was. It seemed like no matter how much energy Ratch feed him, none of it would hit his systems.
But what really baffled Ratchet however, aside from the acute energy loss, was the fact that Jazz could dream. Normally, Transformers that were in a "medical coma"- as Sparkplug referred to it although it was nothing more that stasis lock- did not have the ability to dream; much less have nightmares. And Jazz was definitely having nightmares. Of what, the medic couldn't tell. Although he strongly suspected it was being in that hole for so long that had gotten to him.
Ratchet could remember once, way back when he first met the saboteur, that Jazz had come to him with the same problem. Of course at the time Jazz wasn't in stasis but he was having trouble with nightmares. Even then, Ratchet never could figure out what had been causing it but it did eventually go away. Or at least Jazz stopped coming to him with the problem.
But of course, the merry hell that was his life didn't stop there. Oh no. No, instead Sideswipe came in carrying his own brother which on normal circumstances wouldn't have been that big of a deal. After all, one is always carrying the other after a battle. Today was different however. There had been no battle to claim the Lamborghini and from what he could get out of the red twin, Sunstreaker had just passed out just as Jazz had.
Sunstreaker wasn't hit with a null ray like Jazz though…
It was about then Wheeljack came back in, stopping as he reached the desk. "Just heard from Prime. Says Jynx is about an hour away still." Wheeljack said.
Ratchet nodded and lifted his head to see the engineer looking worriedly at him. "I'm sure they'll be fine Ratch. Stop worrying so much. I bet Sunny and Jazz just took a few too many hits to the noggin."
"That causes nightmares, Wheeljack? In stasis?"
Wheeljack shifted from foot to foot nervously, "Well…maybe. But what's Jynx going to do about it anyway? Nice girl, but you know what her reputation is."
"The same as yours?" Ratchet smiled and got up from his desk. Wheeljack followed close behind as both came to a stop in front of Jazz's med berth.
"Yeah maybe…I just don't know what she'll be able to do. Her and Jazz haven't even seen each other in four million years and they aren't technically bondmates. They don't have any spark connection or anything else and she doesn't have any connection at all with Sunstreaker"
"I know that but Wheeljack what would you do in my situation? He's comatose and having nightmares. Bad ones from the sounds of it. You aren't here at four in the morning when he's screaming. I had to strap him in last night!" Ratchet ranted, turning a dial on the readouts, "I'm not sure what it is that's bringing this on but something has got him spooked and the only thing I can think to do is to get someone in here who knows him better than any of us. She spent nearly three millennia with him, going who knows where and doing who knows what. If anyone can help…Jynx can. I don't know her real well, but something is better than nothing. And as for the yellow monster over there…I have Sideswipe. No one knows him better than his own brother."
Wheeljack looked like he was about to say something but then decided against it. When Ratchet was right; he was right. And nothing he could say would change his mind.
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Author's Notes: YEY! does the happy dance Say hello to internet access again! And may I say, moving is a major pain the aft. I will never move up three flights of stairs again. So anyway, not much to say about this fic. As a lot of you will notice, this was originally going to be a prelude to the sequel to "Alone" (Alone Ch 8 version two- not posted to but I changed it and tweaked it and made it into a new fic! Where I will go with it…not sure. I always try to come up with a plan before I write it but end up changing it so many times that it aint worth it anymore. I'll come up with it as I go…for the most part. I do have a plot and run with that I suppose. Hope everyone likes it! And thanks in advance for any reviews, I really appreciate it! Reviews are the best way for me improve my writing and I can't thank you all enough:D
(Oh and no I don't own Transformers I only own Jynx…yada yada)