Chapter 2, a voice in the darkness
"S...Sunshine...He...Help...I..."
He knew that voice... He knew her... He loved her... Oh how he loved her...
"Holly..."
"Sunshine...I...I'm scared..."
"I'm an idiot... Im sorry..."
"Sunshine... I love you..."
"...Dont think Im gonna make it this time..."
Two voices yelled in unison, her voice blending with the voice of the one he had been bonded to since the dawn of his sparking "Dont leave me!"
"Holly...You have to...Take care of...Sides...Need him...To...Be ok..."
He felt Sideswipe reaching for him, then slipping away, he paniced, grabbing frantically... "NO! SIDES! CANT LEAVE...HELP ME!"
"SUNNY NO!"
Suddenly, something wrapped around the fraying bond he held with his twin, something strong and warm and he knew her... he loved her... oh how he loved her... There in that darkness, two bonds met and merged, forever connecting spark and heart.
Optimus Prime had a problem. It was in the form of the 6am news, which showed blurred images of a giant red robot, picking up a massive silver and yellow ball that had the appearance of a piece of crumpled tin foil, which had been folded between the mangled sides of a bent tractor trailer, then turning with red eyes to look at the camara, before aiming a cannon at it and blowing it out of existance. Eventually, the actions of said autobot, would have to be dealt with. But right now, he simply could not find it in his spark. As he saw the look of barely masked horror on Ratchet's face as he struggled to make heads or tails of the remains of what they could only assume was the remains of Sunstreaker and the homicidal prankster curled in a fetal position around the sobbing human he refused to allow them to remove from his hand, rocking back and forth in the corner, Optimus Prime wished not for the first time that he wasnt the leader of the autobots. Keeping his voice soft, he crouched beside Sideswipe, whose once blue optics remained an eerie shade of red. "Sideswipe... I need to know what happened."
To Optimus Prime's relief, Sideswipe, not looking at him, opened his hand. His relief was short lived, when he realized the girl laying limply there was Heather Burke.
Sideswipe, streaks of blue forming down his cheeks, in a broken whisper "They... Saved us..."
Optimus gently, nonthreateningly took the human from Sideswipe "I need more then that Sides..."
Sideswipe pointed slowly to the mangled mess of his brother, then to his chest, then to the little human in Optimus's hand and whispered "Spark...Bonded...Them...To...Us"
Optimus almost offlined with shock as he realized what Sideswipe was saying "Holly is inside... "
Sideswipe nodded.
Optimus, fighting back the urge to empty his energon processor, he got up, making his way to Ratchet.
Ratchet "Optimus... The spark reading from Sunstreaker... It was fading and then suddenly it flared. He's alive..."
Optimus "Can you save him?"
Ratchet, his own spark heavy "I dont know... He will need a spark transfer, if I can cut through the ball he's somehow transformed himself into without offlining him I may be able to get his spark out in time for a protoform transfer."
Optimus "Ratchet, Holly is inside..."
Ratchet visably winced "That explains why he's like that... He was probably trying to sheild her from the impact... I doubt she's still alive Optimus...I'm not picking up on any signs of biological life."
Optimus, almost feeling vile "Get Sunstreaker's spark first... When you are done with that, see to Heather. Then retrieve the body inside. Holly deserves a decent funeral. "
Ratchet nodded, not for the first time wishing he wasnt who he was. "Yes sir."
With a heavy sigh, the medic got to work unfolding the crushed remains that had once been Sunstreaker.