I just want to say I'm really, really sorry about the terrible quality of the last chapter, my laptop was burning and I was rushing to upload it before my laptop caught fire… anyway I'm back for one more time, mainly to tell you that I will be stopping this somewhere between 5 and 8 chapters and writing a follow on which will either be rate T or M depending on where this goes and what sort of stuff you guys want to see. I won't be adding T or M rated things to this story as I would have to put the rating up and the first few chapters are totally fine for younger readers and I want them to still be able to read that one. So here are a few hundred words I managed to get out before my laptop started burning again, my poor tortured, virus ridden laptop.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my plot and OC Sophia

It had been 2 days since Sophia had met Wheeljack and later on that day Perceptor, and, after giving energon samples and all sorts of other tests, the scientifically inclined bots had all but vanished into their lab to look over everything. There was still a chance she could be turned back, providing they found her body of course. Sophia had been reading and re-reading the datapad Ratchet gave her and was picking up the different words easily. She referred to everyone as mechs now and not bots, which kept Ratchet and Prowl happy and she had met so many more bots in the last two days, the twins had dragged her around the base for a tour yesterday, and she met all sorts of bots. The one she was currently with was a tall green mech called Hound; he loved earth and was very interested in Sophia's stories about all her pets and animals she knew about.

"So let me get this straight, you have 3 dogs, 5 ducks, 10 chickens, a rabbit, a guineapig and a cat, and you live in the middle of town? How do you even have room for all those?" asked Hound from his spot across the table,

"Yup, I have good neighbours who don't mind the noise and the upkeep is pretty simple, most of them don't take much effort to look after", replied Sophia with a laugh, Hound's optics were huge as she told him about the animals she would have if she ever moved to the country. The list seemed endless.

The two continued their conversation until Prowl entered the rec room and made his way over to the pair, looking serious as ever (even though he still had little flecks of pink still on him) as he locked optics with Sophia.

"Ratchet wants to see you in the Medbay, Optimus is there, and he's asking to meet with you about your… unique case" He said strictly, before turning on his peds and leaving the room as quickly as he came. Sophia looked to Hound sadly and apologised before excusing herself and making her way out to the Medbay.

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As the doors to the medbay opened, Sophia spotted Ratchet talking with a large blue and red mech next to her berth,

"Ah, Sophia, there you are. I would like you to meet our leader, Optimus Prime." Greeted Ratchet as Sophia entered the Medbay, The taller mech, Optimus Prime turned and his optics crinkled slightly in a smile.

"Sophia, I apologise for the late introduction, I was helping our human friends move closer to base. Prowl tells me you were experimented on by the Decepticons?" his voice boomed low but was strangely comforting, it was almost fatherly.

"I, um, yes sir. I don't really remember much, one moment I was walking to work, the next I was surrounded by bots with red optics fighting over me" Sophia replied, voice meek as she walked closer to the two mechs. Optimus looked saddened by her confirmation.

"I truly am sorry this happened to you Sophia, I knew the Decepticons were looking to find a carrier but I didn't know they were this desperate, they went too far in toying with human anatomy." Optimus looked distant for a moment before looking up suddenly, shock clear in his optics. He turned to Ratchet.

"I am sorry old friend but I must take my leave, I have reports to file from Prowl and research to do" he said to the medic, walking to the door and giving Sophia a nod as he passed before disappearing from sight.

Sophia looked at Ratchet, who was still staring at the door in confusion. Carrier? Wasn't that Cybertronian equivalent to a mother? Why would the decepticons want a mother?

"Ratchet? Optimus mentioned the decepticons wanting me to be a Carrier, what did he mean?" she asked tilting her head at the red and white mech like a puppy would.

Ratchet sighed deeply before sitting down on the berth and motioning for Sophia to join him. As soon as she did, he started talking.

"Well, the decepticons killed off almost all of the femmes and sparklings at the beginning of the war, thinking them weak. Naturally, the rest of the femmes and sparklings that survived joined the Autobots, choosing to hide away instead of fight, however, the tables have turned and now neither side possesses a way to get to the femmes, who are still on Cybertron. Both sides have lost many soldiers and both sides are looking for new recruits. Problem is, recruits are few and far between, causing the decepticons to look for other ways to gain new soldiers. A carrier. Carriers are stereotypically femmes and so to create new sparks, the decepticons created you to do just that. You would have interfaced with certain cons and carried the spark around in your own spark chamber before transferring it into a protoform. Therefore creating a sparkling. Megatron would probably have made you raise that sparkling before training it for his own purposes." He said quietly, looking down at his servos, and twiddling his thumbs.

Sophia just stared at him, and then shifted her gaze to the floor. Would the Autobots do the same, would she have to interface (which she had recently learned meant to "make love") with the bots, create new recruits for them?

"Will I be carrying new sparks here?" she asked quietly, voice shaking slightly as the sudden weight of her situation came down on her.

"Only if you wanted to. No one will force you to do anything you don't want to here, I promise" Ratchet whispered, pulling Sophia into an uncharacteristic hug. Resting her helm on his chest and leaning his chin on her head.

'Poor femme' he thought, she had been so lucky to escape when she did. If they hadn't found her who knows where she would be now.

And that's it for now, I'm really glad that my laptop has survived this long. This was just a little chapter to sort of explain what would have happened if Sophia hadn't ran from the Decepticons. Little bit of Ratchet fluff there too, they are gonna be so sweet together. I still feel like Sophia may seem bit Mary Sue at the moment but don't worry, she will slowly be unravelled in the upcoming chapters. I am currently thinking of a Cybertronian name for her, so far I like Wildstrike and have made a character description for her,

Sophia/Wildstrike

She is very shy and easily put off but will always try her best to please her friends. She is very likeable and not many can hate her, not even certain 'cons. Her loyalty and compassion are her greatest assets. She has a soft spot for humans (she was one herself) and as such can usually help with anything earth related.

Well, that's it from me for a while again, leave a review, tell me what you think and if you have any ideas for the rating of the next story. See ya, and have a great week. Bye for now Xx