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Chapter 2
When Sarahi awoke, she felt nauseous and sick and dizzy all at once. She wondered if one could still get panic attacks when dead. She groaned in pain, realizing that she was in fact not dead.
"Oh my god." She groaned. "I'm still alive."
"That you are fleshling." She heard a mechanical voice say.
She screamed almost instantly as she saw the owner of that voice. Sarahi could recognize that voice and all the staring faces anywhere. She felt her emotions run through her until her voice went numb.
"I think this squishy is smart." Ironhide grinned.
Sarahi felt her whole emotional system shut down. She actually could feel nothing at all as she gaped at them. She had seen most transformers movies, she had read all the fanfictions that could catch her attention, hell she had even written some herself, yet nothing could prepare her for the actuality of being sucked into another universe.
"She's also in shock." Ratchet tsk.
Sarahi nodded. "I need Gatorade." She said attempting to get out of whatever they had her in.
"I do not-"
"Listen, I know what my body needs and that's electrolytes and medical care. Right now, I'm only able to handle Gatorade." She snapped taking deep breaths before holding it for a second.
"That's not healthy." Ratchet commented
"If I haven't tried something reckless by now it's doing good enough for me." She replied trying to sit up. "Ugh IVs."
"Stay fleshling." Ratchet ordered.
Sarahi grunted but listened. She rubbed her face repeatedly to hide the tears and keep a face of indifference as she tried to reason what was happening. A lot was happening. Way too much was happening. And it was all too much.
"Are you alright?"
Sarahi almost wanted to scream when she realized it was Optimus talking. She gave a weak nod. "Too much." She said.
"I would assume so." He replied in an understanding voice.
Sarahi wanted to crawl into a small ditch and hide. She could feel her face redden and cursed herself for being such a fan girl. She moved to lay down, trying to figure out what her body was doing because it felt numb and terrified all at once.
"Do you have a designatioin?" Optimus asked.
"Sarahi Cardenas." She replied covering her eyes/
"Serayee?" he attempted to pronounce her name.
"Sah-rrah-ee." She corrected.
"I see," he replied. "Your parents must love you dearly if they have named you their princess."
"Yeah." She replied. "I'm gonna try and sleep again."
She turned to her side and managed to curl up, crying silently. She didn't care if she was twenty-three, she didn't care if was in grad-school, she didn't care that she had a stable paying job, or that she could drive freely. Sarahi was in another dimension and all she wanted was for her mommy and daddy to come pick her up driver her home and tell her everything was okay.
"What are we going to do about the human?" Jazz asked through comm link.
"I am trying to find her through all human data bases but she does not exist." Optimus said, a frown evident in his tone.
"It doesn't sound fake. Her heart beat was already speeding from shock but it didn't get faster when she gave her name?" Ratchet said.
"Then we're stuck with a problem." Optimus said.
"Should we keep her with us." Ratchet said. "She should have died with that landing yet she's mostly unscathed save for a few cuts and mostly emotional damage."
"Wait what?"
"The way she landed should have killed her. She shouldn't be alive right now."
There was an uncomfortable silence.
"What about the cube?" Ironhide asked.
"I think we have a bit of extra time. Whatever that pulse was, it threw the cons off and we managed to arrive earlier on earth, so we have a bit of time for the fleshling to heal." Ratchet said.
"So, then we keep her." Ratchet said.
"If that is what must be done, then so be it." Optimus sighed.
Sarahi wondered when sleep had actually taken over her body. She awoke again, this time not screaming. She took a moment to actually look around the area. She was surprised that Ratchet had managed to create a mini hospital room for her out of scrap metal. She was still in her old clothes, so she was covered in blood. She turned her attention back to the building. It was old and rusted and everything one would expect from a secret hideout in a movie.
"You're awake?" she heard Ratchet.
"Yeah." She replied.
"Good, Jazz managed to secure you human food and clothing." Ratchet said. "Sarahi, right?"
"Yeah." She nodded.
"You're lucky you know?"
"Gonna tell me I should have died and now there's something inhuman about me even though everything is normal?"
"Yes but how-"
"I'm a writer. I know all the clichés." She replied bitterly. "I don't exist in this universe, do I?"
"How do you know that?" Ratchet was confused by how aware she seemed to be.
"Anxiety and Mexican Intuition." She said. "Am I cleared to get up?"
"Yes."
Sarahi sat up and rubbed her face. "Is there somewhere with running water?"
"Yes." Ratchet repeated. "The others will be back in a bit."
She nodded and went to go clean herself up. "How long was I out?"
"A week."
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