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A little info: Italic- Nebulla's thoughts
Bold - Flashbacks
Enjoy!
Nebulla sat and stared into… nothing. Conversation that she had with Autobots still rang in her head. Her father was dead.
'Arcee refused to say anything, until they return to the base. Nebulla tried to block all those horrible thoughts, that kept plaguing her mind. Femme sighed.
-Mom, what is so important, that you can't tell me without others?
Arcee kept silent, but Nebulla felt, that her mother was… crying?! It was unnerving: driving between two motorcycles, in deadly silence, god knows where.
Finally, in the distance, she noticed some sort of buildings. 'That must be the base.' Nebulla smiled to herself. 'Home.' She transformed and ran to the entrance.
-Dad! Dad! I'm-… - she suddenly slammed into something. Hard.
-Hey! Watch where-… Ratchet! – Nebulla jumped from the floor and hugged the mech. – I've missed you! And… What's wrong? – she asked, after seeing sorrowful expression on his face. Without any warning Ratchet hugged Nebulla. Femme was little confused: she and her mentor had a good and understanding relationship… But Ratchet rarely let his emotions show, like he did now. This left Nebulla even more worried. 'What happened here on Earth?'
After Ratchet let her go, Nebulla felt someone take her hand. She raised her head and saw that Arcee had tears in her eyes.
-Let's go. Everyone wants to see you.
Nebulla followed her mother through the door, that led deeper into building. She found herself in a big hangar. And her mother was right: everyone was here. Femme immediately smiled. But… The smile left her face after she noticed, that Jazz wasn't there. And everyone's expressions were those of sadness.
-Ok, what's going on?! And no lies!
Optimus stepped forward and placed hand on her shoulder.
-It's good to have you back, Nebulla. But we have very bad news… Nebulla…
-Where's dad? - interrupted him femme. Hand on her shoulder tightened.
-Nebulla, he's… dead. Jazz was killed by Megatron, while protecting the All Spark.
Nebulla felt numb. But suddenly everything fell into place. She wanted to scream and cry. But instead, in terribly cold voice, she asked:
-Where's Megatron?
-Dead…
Nebulla nodded. Then suddenly turned and bolted out of the room. She heard someone calling her name, but paid no attention to them. She just needed to get away from everything. 'Yes, it's a dream, a nightmare. When I'll wake up, all will be well again.'
When her legs refused to carry her any further, Nebulla collapsed. She felt how tears made their way down her cheek, but inside she felt nothing, just emptiness. '
When the door to her hiding place opened, Nebulla ignored the intruder. That was until strong hands hugged her. She looked up and stared at Ratchet.
-How come you always find me?
-It's a talent, that I had to develop, in order to teach you.
'-No! I don't want to!
-Listen, if you want to assist me in the future, you'll do as I say! And I want you to go and fix Ironhide's arm. It sustains minor injuries, so you won't have a trouble. Now go!
-No, I'm not ready! And he'll kill me, if I'd mess up. – Nebulla turned and sprinted out of the room. Ratchet sighed and followed. There's no way he's letting Nebulla get away from her duty.
Many years ago she confessed to him, that when she's confused or afraid, she search for the highest place she could find. It helped Nebulla to relax, those places gave her peace. Ratchet made his way to the roof of their base in Iacon. And, of course, he found Nebulla here.
-And now, young lady, back to work!'
After hearing Ratchet's words Nebulla smiled. It was weak and broken smile, but smile nonetheless.
-I think we should go back,- said the medic. – Everyone's worried about you. Especially you mother.
Nebulla nodded and stood up.
-Lead the way, because I don't know how I got here.
Ratchet merely smiled.
