Linariel: Only one reviewer but I'm not complaining I also have some one who put me on favorite and who knows what will happen if I keep this up. People this story is worth reading at least I hope so I'm not some random person who puts themselves in a story honestly this character does not describe me. I like to make my own characters and give them a mesh of personalities from others around me or just people I meet.
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Summary: AU - Sierra always thought her life was ordinary till she goes on a class trip and takes an interest in a yellow bug. Soon she's hearing voices in her head, having strange sleeping habits, and meets others also victims of these bizarre circumstances.
Disclaimer: I do not own any Transformers the credit for these remarkable characters goes to Hasbro. I do however own Sierra and any other characters that don't appear in any of the TF or any other show, movie, or book.
Sparked Partnership
Chapter 2: Recovering
It seemed like only hours when Sierra's emerald green eyes finally fluttered opened. She yawned stiffly only to find that she could barely move and there was a large breathing mask around her nose, and mouth. Still a little disoriented she didn't know what to think. Her eyes begun to focus and she noticed instead of her baby blue wall plastered with cuts outs and drawings, all that she saw was a white ceiling completely bare and void of real color. She took a whiff of the air and wrinkled the room smelled dank too almost like her aunt's bathroom that always was a little too flowery smelling for her comfort.
'Where am I?' she thought puzzled. Her ears adjusted to hear a faint beeping sound nearby followed by far away murmurs. Then she slowly turned her heard and her eyes widened seeing the powder pink curtains she knew where she was now. She was in a hospital.
A dripping IV bag hung on the side of her metal bed with a small cord attached to her right arm. She grimaced at the sight of the tube that protruded from her wrist wishing she hadn't looked at it. Her waist was strapped to the bed. Her left arm however wasn't strapped down so she was able to move it she touched her head only to find a thick bandage wrapped around her forehead.
'Why am I here?' she thought to herself. She felt uncomfortable all at once she hated the hospital it always reminded her of her parents, and how they weren't able to save them. It just brought up memories of that… fire. She shook her head shoving away the memories they weren't important what was right now was the present.
The curtain opened all at once and a female nurse came in with a fresh batch of what appeared to be bedding. That caused Sierra to get curious. 'I couldn't have been out that long.'
She remained silent feeling timid with the nurse in the room, while she had no trouble talking to others her age adults seemed to always be the hardest to cope with she found them intimidating. Sierra watched as the nurse placed the bedding on a nearby chair then took the turned to change hers' she assumed.
The woman noticed at once that the patient was awake and staring at her. "Oh thank the stars your awake! We were beginning to get rather worried you would remain like that forever."
"Wwwhhaaattt dddoo yyooo meean?" Sierra said through cracked lips she found her voice very groggy and felt a little light headed when she leaned up.
The nurse gently pushed her down. "There now just lay still Miss Palmer you've been through a nasty spell. You were in a comma for two weeks after all."
"Twwwo weeks!" This didn't help immediate Sierra shot up from the nurse's grip in shock but fell back down when her sore unused muscles felt the tension.
"Shhh calm down hun don't strain yourself." she said soothingly trying to ease the now panicked patient.
Sierra's mind was rushing so much she couldn't relax her heart rate was increasing rapidly. 'Two weeks I couldn't have been out for two whole weeks.' It felt like just the other day Kevin had bribed her into sneaking off during the museum field trip. Speaking of which… she set her gaze on the nurse. "Kevin… the boy I was with." Bringing clarity to her words, "Is he alright where is he?"
"He's just fine he actually was the one who alerted everyone about your predicament." The nurse said. "Now I'm going to go speak with the doctor and see that your parents are informed on things."
"My… my parents are gone, I live with my aunt." Sierra said with sigh.
The nurse frowned slowly understanding that was a touchy subject. "Of course dear."
She sank back into the pillow with a sigh then her eyes widened and she spoke up before the nurse left. "And Kevin too please." 'I need to ask him what happened.' She thought to herself. Besides it would be best to make sure he didn't do anything stupid that ended with him getting in trouble. If so she supposed she could speak on his defense. Anyways he was the only one who'd been with her and he'd understand things better.
Looking thoughtful the nurse glanced through her clipboard before nodding. "I shall get right on it."
While Sierra waited she looked about the hospital room, stunned to see a flood of stuffed animals, cards, and flowers all for her. She wasn't that popular but if she knew Mr. Phase he probably made sure they each at least wrote a get well card. Speaking of school 'I really hope this doesn't affect my report card I'm behind enough as it is.' How ironic she'd nearly been at death's door and all she could think about was what condemning punishment her high school might dish out. Then again they couldn't put anything on her she'd been out too long for that.
She laid there waiting for her aunt to arrive the nurse had suggested she rest but she didn't feel like doing so. After all if she had been out two weeks it made sense.
For the next few hours she stared at the ceiling trying to connect the cracks to form shapes. So far she'd made a dragon, a bunny, a horse, a circle, a square, and various others. But the amusement was getting old fast. Fortunately her aunt in her curly brown hair overly makeup fashion nightmare self burst through the curtains right when that happened. She flinched having been slightly tuned out of the world again the commotion did nothing to ease her nerves.
"Oh Sierra my little sugar! Is auntie's favorite little girl alright." she cooed leaning over creating a massive shadow figure on Sierra's bed. "I was so worried about you."
'Maybe it would have been better if she came later.' Sierra thought deeply starting to regret allowing her to come visit. She hated it when her aunt treated her like a kid it just added to her size and her looks. Then again practically everyone that she knew that was under eighteen was treated this way, though she could tell she got the worst of the babying. "Uhm hi Aunt Dea."
Her Aunt's face brightened. "I'm just so glad your finally awake, lamb chop, you've been out for a week."
"The nurse informed me it was two weeks actually Aunt." Sierra blinked.
"Oh weeks, days, months. How should I know for sure." Aunt Dea said with a shrug.
'That's true Aunt Dea is a blond when it comes to numbers.' She thought to herself.
Before she could speak anymore a mustached doctor came in. "Hey kiddo how are you feeling?" he asked taking our a clip board. His sharp eyes were intensely on her like he expected her to collapse at any moment.
Sierra shrank back a ways then tried to calm herself before she shrugged casually. "Okay I guess."
"That's good to hear." He said cheerfully then turned to her aunt. "Well everything checks out she seems back to normal. Though I'm still a little ify about you taking her home. The fact is we couldn't get a clear Xray of her chest cavity, and that doesn't sit so well with me. Then again that machine has been having issues." He tapped his pen on the clipboard deep in thought before he responded to the Palmers'. "So anyways the readings say she is back to normal and with her talking so fine I think it will be alright for her to go home tomorrow."
"Sounds like perfect." Her Aunt chirped happily. Then a funky melody rang out from her purse. "Oh hold on." she picked up her cellphone. "Hello... Gracie darling..." she said sing songy then her mouth protruded into a bit of a scowl. Sierra could vaguely make the soft chattering of her Aunt's partner coming from the phone. "What? You're sure? Dammit not again...Alright I'll be right over." She turned off her phone and replaced it in her bag. "Sweet heart Auntie needs to go take care of a client right now. But I'll see you tomorrow okay Sierra?"
"It's not like I can go anywhere." Sierra grumbled as much as she disliked her Aunt's company it was better then none and she really was sick of her aunt being called away on perfume selling business.
"Great thank you Honey." Her Aunt said with an overly enthusiastic smile, sometimes it seemed forced. Dea waved to her before walking out of the room.
The doctor remained behind twirling his mustache slightly as he still stared at her. The look he gave wasn't comforting it made her feel like she was under a microscope. If he was set on letting her go why did he look at her in such a foreign way? He seemed to snap out of it and let out a hmm before looking her finally directly in the eye which made her feel more uncomfortable. "Your friend's outside if you want me to show him in. I wanted your okay first."
"S-sure go ahead." Sierra said stumbling over her words as she prayed silently he'd leave her alone. He did soon the door shut softly behind her. Taking a deep breath she sank into the pillow. 'I wonder what that was all about.'
She didn't have time to dwell before a figure swooped into the room and plopped down on the side next to her bed. Sierra was about to tell the person or kid to leave when she saw who it was. 'Of course it would be Kevin is in a hyper mood when I'm ill.' She rolled her eyes and turned to meet his chocolate brown ones.
He never looked so relieved in his life. "Si-si!!!! I was so worried about you. Don't you ever scare me like that again. Are you okay? Now honestly what made you fall off the car was it a rat or something? Did you trip? Was the bug slippery?" A fit of jumbled words escaped his mouth making her more than a little dizzy.
"Woah woah." Sierra put her hands up in a T though it was a bit difficult with one hooked up to an IV. "Time out one question at a time Kev."
He smiled sheepishly. "Sorry Si-si so what happened? One moment I was looking at a picture… I took of you the next I hear a loud noise and find you on the floor."
'Yeah what did happen?' She tried to think through her thoughts but found them blank. "I was hoping you could explain it to me."
"You mean you don't know either?"
Sierra shook her head.
"Dang it I was hoping to be able find out what the static was."
"Well sorry to disappoint you but I don't have a clue what happened." Sierra said shaking her head then growled in frustration. "Slaggit I wish I could remember what happened..." She pressed her bandage forehead to her hands.
Then looked up when she received no response from chatter box Kevin. He was looking at her in shock his mouth open, confusion clearly written on his face. "Sierra, w-where did you hear that word?"
Sierra looked at him blankly not understanding what he meant. Then she recalled the word she'd uttered it was something as soon as it crossed her mind that seemed foreign yet at the same time so right. "I don't know it just came to me. Why?"
Kevin looked serious now as he touched her hand and her eyes locked with his. The look was one of accusation, and worry. "Because I've never heard anything like it in my entire life."
The next day she was permitted to go home. Though the doctor was pestering her questions continuously before her Aunt came, it was in those moments she was truly relieved to see her excitable aunt then stay in his eye sight. He asked her things that left her baffled like why she had been sleep talking during her comma according to the nurses she mentioned something called Cybertron, and many other things they'd never heard of. Sierra herself hadn't either so the doctor finally blew it off as a delusionary state of panic or some big word she didn't understand.
Once safe in her room she was welcomed with a cheerful squeaking from her guinea pigs Carmel and Coffee from inside their cage she held each of them for a while in one of her dad's old red work shirts with pockets. Feeding them each a carrot which the gnawed at eagerly. Then went on the computer to update her art gallery on Splotches online community and checked to see if she'd received any new comments. After that she spent a few hours engulfed in a Nancy Drew mystery novel till her Aunt called her down for dinner.
Her favorite dinner of chicken fried rice awaited her. But she just stared at the plate blankly. Something seemed almost foriegn about it. Wasn't her meals mostly glowing and liquid? Wait what? She shook her head trying not to think about that random thought and grabbed her fork to dig in only problem was she grabbed it with her left hand instead of right so it was a painstaking process to even move it.
Her Aunt raised an eyebrow. "Pudding you're supposed to use your right hand when you hold a fork."
Sierra looked at what she was attempting to do, and switched her fork to the other hand. "Oh primus you're right." she scolded herself not even noticing another foreign word rolling out of her mouth.
Her aunt had noticed thought she looked at her accusingly trying to decide whether she had heard some new fangled cuss word or just a made up word as children were known to be doing now. She'd been reading a lot of new aged parenting books ever since Sierra came to be under her wing. Finally she decided to ignore it. Glancing at her niece she was relieved to see her doing things correctly now. Dea didn't pay it much mind though, the doctor after all said she might be a little dazed and absent minded from being in a comma that long so she wrote it off at that.
Once she finished Sierra put her plate in the sink, went into her room, and went into her room crashing tiredly into the bed to fall asleep. After two weeks on those firm hospital beds she was beginning to appreciate her own bed even more then before. Soon she fell into a deep sleep.
"No get you're aft… back… it's… time… be a nanoclick... save the... Prime!"
When her Aunt passed her door again she could hear her sleep talking the words were of such she'd never heard of but as before she ignored them. She was just a mess from being in a coma that's all. Nothing else to worry about… nothing…
A/N: We're getting to the part when Bee comes in promise but hear me out I hate it when people jump into things to fast with a story. You need time to get to know the character and gradually come into the issue not go straight into it. Though I will tell you it won't be long. Later I might condense them into bigger chapters. Thanks again for the reviews they are so special.
As soon as we get to Bumblebee things will start to slow a bit more. I plan to update once a week at least but right now this just expect them at random. I'm finishing up with college finals right now and I'm going home for a week so I want to get this in soon as possible.
I apologize about grammar mistakes I don't have a beta reader if anyone wouldn't like to help me in that area I am open to offers.
