He woke up on the floor the next morning... He thinks. He remembered Megatron cutting off the power to the cuffs and the ceiling and him falling with his wrists bound. He loved the floor more then anything right now, he could keep himself covered up and could curl in on himself if he wished. The floor wasn't as bad as he thought. It had actually adapted to his heat and it was quite warm where his body curled in on himself.

He uncurled from his fatal position and spread out as best as he could with his servos cuffed together. His legs stretched and spread til all kinks were silent and no noises were heard from his gears anymore. He arched his spinal strut slightly and set it back down when he felt his sensors give a sting of satisfaction where he got out the pain.

He looked around to see the normal room he's seen for twenty-four hours now, with no change at all. He hissed as he saw the lights brighten slightly in the middle of the room. Must be trying to wake him up or they knew he was awake and just wanted him to see around. One of those two, yeah.

"Did you sleep well?" A sly and rumbled voice called from the door just a few feet behind him.

He turned his helm to see Knock Out standing in the room just beside a red colored keypad, the junior medics smirk matched his tone of voice, wicked and sly. When Knock Out stopped leaning on the wall and started to move forward, he closed his legs tight together and growled lowly at the red speedster. Knock Out simply chuckled.

"Oh don't worry the red stripes of your frame, medic," Knock Out said and drought out a medical scanner, "I'm only getting your wounds checked out and any other injuries fixed. Megatron would do worse to me then beat me like Starscream if I tried anything on you."

Ratchet watched the younger medic with sharp optics, he was not letting his guard down anymore then he had to and from then on. He watched as a red medical scan ran over him, looking for inside injuries and outside one. The scan ran over him three times before the light shut off and Knock Out's forearm beeps twice.

"Hmm. Looks like your low on energon, your left knee is stiffened, and you neck cables are delicate from being bitten but I guess it can't be helped," Knock Out said as he sat down next to Ratchet, "I'm going to have to see your knee component."

This earned the Decepticon a very stern glare and a curt shake of his head.

"Look, if you just let me fix you leg, the sooner you can be left alone. We both know Megatron's going to come back in here sooner or later and the more time I spend in here, the less you get without someone in here," Knock Out said as he whipped his head to the side, "And everyone knows that scout is gonna be the one to get a punishment if either one of us fail. I don't fix you or you deny my help and Megatron finds out, who gets the pain?"

"Bumblebee..." Ratchet said as he finally gave up hiding his leg and let Knock Out have it.

"I understand how you feel, I wouldn't want to be fixed by the likes of you Autobots but... I guess our leaders have been at war with each other so much, they forgot about us." The red muscle car said as he undid Ratchet's knee armor.

What? They were being forgotten? No. Maybe Megatron was ignoring his troops but Optimus wasn't. Every Autobot was treated with respect and care from the bottom of Optimus's spark and Ratchet certainly knew he wasn't getting forgotten.

"Your wrong," Ratchet said to the younger medic, "Optimus is not ignoring us like Megatron does to you all."

Knock Out scoffed, "Are you kidding! You Autobots are to loyal to your so called Prime, who happens to be your bonding partner. Yes, Megatron told me. What do any of you actually believe in his words? His promises? His power? His soul? Face it, Prime's running on empty and so is Megatron, they're giving out on us."

"Your wrong!" Ratchet stated, "Optimus is up and kicking more then ever and he's not giving up on us!"

"How do you explain the position you and that scout are in?" Knock Out said as he found the injury, "You are the enemies berth toy and the scouts collecting dust in our cells, curled in on himself."

Ratchet growled, "What did they do to him?"

"Nothing, he's just worried about you. He won't move a muscle other then to lay down or take in the energon we give him," Knock Out said, "Now, where we're we? Oh yes, Prime and Megatron withering away."

"Prime. Doesn't. Fail. Us." Ratchet declared.

"Then why did you spread your legs for Megatron?" Knock Out said, "Could you feel to desperate need off him? Did you pity him and let go? Or... have you given up as well?"

Ratchet let Knock Out stare at him for a few seconds that felt like hours and he fell silent. Knock Out worked on Ratchet in peace for quite some time...

-Nevada dessert-

":Optimus, why are we out here?:" Arcee asked over the comm link as she zoomed across the dessert to meet Optimus and the others at the coordinated spot.

":I have a way to get Ratchet back,:" Optimus replied back, ":Everyone, pick up your paces.:"

Arcee sighed, Optimus was getting more demanding with what he was ordering and no one liked it. Not even Smokescren who usually smiled everything off. She could tell Megatron and how he has both Ratchet and Bumblebee under his claws made everyone ill in the tanks. The humans and bots were upset greatly because Bumblebee had been captured injured and Ratchet was electrocuted and taken as well.

She sighed again, she could tell it effected Optimus the most. Ratchet and Optimus were going to bond and Bumblebee was like a son to Optimus, this was hard.

She speed up and put petal to the metal towards Optimus

-Nevade Dessert-

Miko looked out the window of her guardians altmode and she frowned. Bulkhead knew something was wrong with the little Japanese girl, she always smiled and she loved the fast rides were he broke the speed limits.

"Miko?" He asked softly.

"There dead aren't they?" Milo whispered as she curled her fingers to a fist on her lap.

"What are you talking about, Miko?" Bulkhead asked her with a start.

"Bumblebee and Ratchet, Bulkhead!" Miko said louder then before, "They are dead aren't they?"

"No, they aren't!" Bulkhead said.

"Really Bulkhead?" Miko asked, "You really think the 'Cons actually healed Bumblebees wounds or their not torturing Ratchet right now? I don't think you can prove any of that..."

Miko, even with her seatbelt, pulled her legs up and wrapped her arms around them, resting her head in her knees. Bulkhead felt even worse, he had raised his voice against Miko, he would never do that and he didn't know why he would any way.

"Miko... sorry for raising my voice," Bulkhead said softly and went a little faster when he picked up Optimus's coordinates ahead, "I guess... I'm in denial that they are probably gone..."

No he wasn't. He wasn't in denial at all. Ratchet and Bumblebee were alive and kicking on that warship, he knew it from the bottom of his spark.

"Bulkhead..." Milo whispered and brought her face up which was laced in tears, "Please tell me their alive, sitting on that ship, waiting for us..."

Bulkhead said was confidence, "Their sitting on that warship, giving Megatron a hard time!"

Miko smiled, "Thank you, Bulk."

Miko leaned down, struggling with the seatbelt, and hugged Bulkhead's dashboard. She really loved who she choose to be her guardian, she loved him and she knew he loved her back. Ratchet was a close second and Wheeljack was a harsh third, she loved all the Autobots so it was hard to actually say that any of them were... gone...

Bulkhead sighed, "Sit back and enjoy the ride!"

As she sat back and he tightened her seatbelt, he swerved and flipped off the slanted rock with enough speed to throw them a few feet, and when they landed, Miko shrieked in delight.

'Thatagirl,' Bulkhead thought, 'Just keep smiling...'

He watched as they neared Prime faster then usual because of the launches they were doing and Miko smiled and shrieking in his cab.

'Ratchet and Bee would laugh with you too...'