Chapter two: Taking It All In
The silver-haired Warrior busted through the bay doors and called out for the Chief Medical Officer, "Ratchet!" Sideswipe carried the human femme in his human arms. Both of them were leaving trails of water but Sideswipe didn't care at the moment; he didn't care that he was wet because he didn't feel cold, he didn't care if his good clothes were ruined and stained in blood because he knows he can always replace them. At the moment, all he cared is for the young femme's life. She was soaking wet, her skin was blue and she was bleeding from the corner of her head. The femme looked lifeless and in his human arms and he didn't like how she looked and he didn't like that one feeling that she won't make it.
"RATCHET!" He shouted once more when he rushed through the med bay. Jolt immediately came in, "What's the ruckus?" Sideswipe place the femme down the cot, "Get me Ratchet." He ordered.
"Who is she?" Jolt was in his holoform just like Sideswipe since he interacts with humans most of the time. Jolt saw the femme on the cot but couldn't completely take a good look at her since Sideswipe was hovering over her
Sideswipe turned around angrily, "For primus sake, Get Ratchet!" He shouted at Jolt. The CMO assistant noticed that the femme skin was blue and he immediately knew that she was gone.
"Sides…"
"GO!" The Warrior shouted while he started to take off his wet clothes and then proceeded to take the femme's clothes off. Jolt left to look for Ratchet and Sideswipe quickly got the femme on the nude. Most of her body was covered in bruises and cuts, with his optics he scanned her body temperature and it was dangerously low. Sideswipe never thought that he would have to get nude for a stranger, "Guess this is your lucky day, femme." He tried to lightened things up. Sideswipe laid down next to the young femme, placed his arm under her and pulled her next to him to warm her up. With his other arm, he hugged her really tight. Sideswipe didn't know how cold she felt but checked up on her temperature once more, "Primus, why aren't you warming up?!" He tried everything that he could think of, pulling blankets up to them, rubbing his human hands across her body to create heat. All this felt weird for him. Of course, he is used to feeling up on femme, but not unconscious one AND of course with the permission.
"Come on femme, start warming up. Give me a sign that you'll pull through." He scanned her body once, twice, and three times. Sideswipe would look up on world wide web and type in her symptoms. He came across a website and according to she had hypothermia. He needed to remove her wet clothes which he already done, call for emergency, and list of many things that he has done. Sideswipe was starting to get aggravated until one thing that he came across: check for a pulse. It says that if there is a pulse to start a CPR, "I can do that." He thought to himself.
With his index and middle finger he felt for a pulse on her neck and wrist. There was pulse but very faint, "That's good enough." He quickly got off, put on his wet pants on and proceeded to process of CPR. He placed one hand on her chest and another hand over his hand and started to push down. He pinched the bridge of her nose, opened her mouth to blow in and push down again. He continued until Ratchet got in the room.
Sideswipe right away told him about the situation. Ratchet told him to move but the Warrior refused to move an inch, fearing that if he stopped the femme might go offline. The last thing he wanted was to have a dead femme on his hands. Literally.
"Sideswipe, move so I can do my work." Ratchet pulled him away by his shoulder, "And for Primus sake, put on some shirt."
When Ratchet pulled over his stethoscope he froze half way before he checked the femme's heartbeat. His human optics widened when the CMO recognized her, "Sideswipe, where did you find her?" The medical officer quickly assumed that the Warrior was on his games again.
"We picked up a signal when the Decepticons were around. Bumblebee and I weren't sure where it was coming from." Sideswipe explained, "We saw tire marks and broken glasses on the road. There were signs that whatever happened there, the Decepticons got to them before us. That's when Bumblebee scouted the perimeter and saw a car sunk in deep the lake." Ratchet didn't have to hear the rest. At the moment, the CMO was not worried about the Decepticons, what he was worried about and managed to ask was, "Where is her birth mother?"
Sideswipe didn't reply, he just gave a sorry look and looked down at his feet. After a few seconds he said, "She was far too gone to be saved." The scout reported to Sideswipe when he tried to resuscitate the femme's mother (both of them did not know at that moment.)
Ratchet returned to save the femme. He started with the CPR while instructed Jolt to get warm blankets, chemical hot packs and to advice the nurses to prepare warm liquids for when she wakes up.
"I tried that." Sideswipe told Ratchet when he saw him struggling.
Ratchet ignored him and continued to count as he followed the CPR routine. The Warrior saw Jolt coming in with the items that he was instructed with and the Nurses following behind him with machines, tubes, wires, and monitors.
"Start the IV!" Ratchet shouted. It's been twenty minutes already and the young femme still hasn't respond. There were tons of fluids inside of lungs and he needed to get it out.
"She's gone too, Ratchet. I think you should stop." Sideswipe suggested. That's when Bumblebee walked in and saw the whole commotion.
Ratchet glared at the Warrior, "When there's a beat there is a chance."
"How many chances can you take before she offlines?"
"As many as I can." He snapped back.
When Ratchet saw that the femme wasn't reacting, he followed to his last option; with his hand he created a fist and punched once on her chest causing for her to vomit out all the water that she swallowed. Jolt and Ratchet rushed towards her sides to aid her by patting her back and asking her questions. However, when she was done vomiting, she passed out once more.
"Is she going to live?" Bumblebee asked. The scout was standing behind the Warrior, Sideswipe glanced at him then at the medic, waiting for an answer. Sideswipe, deep down, he did hope for her to live but then at the same type, she is better off dead than being miserable in this new world order.
Bumblebee on the other hand, he really hoped that she lives. She is far way too young to die and has a lot to live for.
Ratchet looked at the two Autobots, "She is stable…for now."
The medic knows who this young femme is and who her mother was. Ratchet only seen this femme once and hoped that he will never see them again as they were set off to a better life. But, Optimus was right; once someone comes across to them, there will always be danger. No matter who you are.
Andy's P.O.V.
I never learned how to swim for two reasons: I am scared of drowning (which already happened) and I am scared of the oceans. I am scared of the vast, deep, cold, dark ocean and never rising up to the surfaces.
Fortunately, I didn't drown at an ocean, but a lake. I still feel like I am floating, I can feel the cold water, my hair floating around my face, my lungs burning up but I was still floating. I wanted to breathe fresh air, I wanted to swim towards the surface but as much as I tried to go up I felt like I was going ten feet down. I opened my mouth to scream but only formed bubbles.
I felt stuck.
I felt like this wasn't going to end.
I saw my mom swimming towards me, her hands reaching at me but I couldn't reach for her. I saw her mouth move, like as if she was trying to talk under the water but only bubbles came out from her mouth and somehow I knew what she was trying to tell me.
Optimus.
I wanted to call out for my mom, I want her back. I want her to tell me that everything will be okay and this is just a dream.
I want to wake up.
I shut my eyes close and thought to myself to wake up because if this is how I was dying, it was slow and painful.
I was starting to lose control and tried again to swim up, I tried so hard and screamed with all my might. I was about to give up when I was close to the surface and reach towards the bright lights. I could almost see the night sky and the shinning moon until I started to hear someone else, "Andrea…" A deep male voice said my full name. It's been a while since someone has said my full name. Only my mom called me Andrea whenever I was in trouble.
The voice sounded so far and I was so close to the surface, I was so close to have my head out of the water.
"Andrea, can you hear me?" I felt being pulled down again. No, no this can't be happening. Either let me die or let me live, why can't I choose my own fate? Everything got dark again; I am being swallowed into the black abyss.
"Andrea, can you move your fingers?" What? This wasn't making any sense. I felt someone touching my wrist. "Can you open your eyes?" The same voice asked.
"She's brain dead, Ratchet." Another male voice said. Was I saved? Is my mom alive? Did she make it?
"Her heart is still beating. We have to keep trying." The first male voice remarked angrily. I tried to open my eyes and whenever I tried, I felt like I was looking at the sun and felt a burning sensation. Once I finally opened my eyes, everything looked blurry. It took me a while to adjust my vision. I saw people crowding over me, I saw a man in front of me wearing a white lab coat. The man had dark brown hair, pale blue eyes and light beige skin. You can tell right away that he is a doctor.
"Andrea, do you know where you are?" He asked. My eyes scanned around the room and saw two men standing by the door. One of them was observing me closely while the second man that was a few inches shorter than me talked to a nurse. I started to feel overwhelmed when I noticed that there were a lot of people in one small room but I couldn't find one in the crowd.
"Her heart rate is rising up, Ratchet. Is she experiencing a heart attack?" The man by the door asked. By the way he talked, you could tell that he was the boss around here. The way he stood tall and alert, the way he dressed all professional and casual. His gruff look he had due to his beard forming, yet his black hair was still manageable. The doctor whose name turned out to be Ratchet, was checking my vitals and responded to the man, "She's having a panic attack. I think it's best to let her rest." The doctor reported. The man by the door just nodded, "Very well. Any changes report to Sideswipe." Then left. Those were odd names; it must be nicknames.
Ratchet pulled up what I thought it was a pen and flashed it at my eyes, instructing me to follow his fingers. I wanted to talk and ask where I was but I couldn't. I couldn't find my voice and realized that I had some type of tube in my mouth. I had wires connected on my arms and an IV hooked up at the top of my hand. I wanted to take all these off and look for my mother. She must be around here.
"Andrea," he said my name once more, "I know that this is going to be hard on you. And it's better that you know this now and from me." I felt a heavy weight on my chest and I knew where this was heading at. My vision started to get blurry again but that is because tears were forming. I knew she died but I refused to believe that, I had hope that she survived
"Your mother passed away, Andrea." I shut my eyes closed when I felt the tears fall. I am alone, she left me alone in this messed up world. I felt Ratchet place his hands over my cold ones, "I'm really sorry. Just know that you are in good hands." I didn't want to hear the rest. I just let the darkness swallow me again.
God, I wish I was the one in her seat. This is too much for me.
Life is so unfair.
Note:
Hey guys, I hope you liked this chapter! Just a quick reminder that I do not own Transformers, only Hasbro does! All I own is my OC'S and minor OOC'S. Please R&R! I will be posting twice a week so be patience!
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