Ok here's another chapter! Hope you enjoy it!

3rd pov.

Candy had been at the base for about a week now, and she was slowly warming up the Autobots. She socialized with most of them, and was beginning to love her new life with the bots. With Wheel jacks explosions, and the twins wacky schemes, there wasn't a dull moment at the base.

She was regularly brought food (which was constantly checked by Ratchet) and eventually received a bed for her room. She didn't need to worry about clothes, and was over-protected by the mechs at the base. She didn't mind though, after being ignored her whole life, being cared for, even if it was from giant robots, was a wonderful feeling.

Yet, Candy still hadn't met all the Autobots on base yet. The only bots she knew so far were Jazz, Prowl, Optimus Prime, Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, Ratchet, the Dinobots, and Wheel jack.

She was glad to have someone to talk to for once, and constantly visited the bots everyday. In order for her to walk through the halls without getting squished though, Wheel Jack took it upon himself to install a little hallway into the wall, where Candy could walk without worrying about getting trampled.

Candy had a home where she was comfortable. Sitting with Prowl, singing with Jazz, scheming with the twins, and continuing to cuddle with the Dinobots, it was like she had finally found a home. But one day, that changed.

She had been exploring the base. There were many areas she had not been to yet, and she was curious.

Eventually she came to a giant room, with four unknown bots mingling around.

"I've never been here before." Candy whispered to herself.

It seemed like a living room, consisting of a couch, t.v. and game console. The room was filled with chatter, and it seemed to be relaxed.

"Did you hear what happened to Ratchet?"

"Yeah, I feel bad for the old bot."

"Hah, better not let him hear you or you might get a wrench to the head!"

"Yeah, in fact, the Twins better have started running if they don't want their afts wielded to the ceiling."

Candy's eyes widened in awe at the conversation. More Autobots. It was incredible that each of them could be so different from each other.

Suddenly, one of the mechs spoke loudly. He was black, and held giant guns at his sides threateningly. (I'm using the movie-verse Ironhide)

"Do you guys feel that?" He said in a low voice.

All the chatter in the room stopped, as did Candy's heart. Panic fired through her for a second. She didn't know how, but obviously they could hear her or something. They looked around, their steps shaking the ground slightly.

"Where is it coming from?" Another mech asked.

Candy was afraid. She turned around and started to run, but she was quickly picked up from behind. She flailed against the digits that held her, but to no avail. She dangled from her shirt helplessly, as she rose a few feet over the ground. The mech had kneeled down, and held Candy up to his face.

"Found her!" The voice holding me shouted.

Candy looked up at the figure holding her, racking her brain to how they had found her. It was probably their ultra hearing that caught her. Candy slumped in the mech's hold.

"Primus, how is this possible?" He almost whispered, prodding gently at her sides.

Candy stayed still, her shyness returning. Not trusting herself to speak, she shooed away his hands.

"Pit, does Optimus know about this? Did he let her into the base?" The black bot said cautiously.

The bots in the room leaned in around her, as Candy tried to shrink in on herself, embarrassed beyond belief.

"What's your name fleshy?" One of the bots said.

Candy's eyes narrowed. That name again.

"Don't. Call. Me. Fleshy." Candy said loudly. "My name, is CANDY."

"Sure thing fleshy." He responded with an amused smirk.

Candy struggled again , earning a few snickers. As a last resort, she did what came naturally.

She screamed.

'What the frag?" One of them shouted, holding his hands to his head.

She didn't stop, even when the bot holding her let go. She just screamed and screamed a piercing scream until her throat was raw. Then she stopped.

Looking cheekily up the the stunned mechs, she smiled sweetly.

"Now that i'm back on my feet, lets have proper introductions, shall we?"

The mechs just stared at this particular girl. Until one of them spoke.

It was the one who had been holding her, Candy remembered, and she glared at him.

He seemed not to notice at all, and spoke in an eager voice. "I'm Smokescreen. How did you get a spark? Are you really human? Why is your signature so strong? How'd you get in the base?When did you-"

"I'm Ironhide." Another bot cut in.

He looked gruff, while Smokescreen looked rather young. Candy looked up to them, becoming a bit anxious at the lack of space. They were crowding in on her, leaving no exits. And she was confused at what Smokescreen was rambling on about. Spark? Femme? She started fidgeting.

"Guys, cut her some space. She's hyperventilating." One of the mechs warned. "I'm Hound by the way."

Candy relaxed as they stepped out a bit. Hounds voice was comforting to say they least, and Candy instantly took a liking to Hound. He seemed friendly, and didn't threaten her in any way.

The last bot picked up Candy at that moment, and brought her to his face.

"Hey Cliff, don't try to scare her." Hound said cautiously.

Cliffjumper smirked, ignoring Hound. "So…she's a tiny femme?"

A dangerous glint appeared in his eye. He pressed his metal lips against Candy's unexpected ones, as her eyes widened with surprise. Shouts of protest rung around him, but he ignored them. Gasping Candy struggled to get away, but he held her there, her femme spark filling him with a pleasant feeling. It didn't help that her small form was struggling to no avail, giving him the feeling of dominance he hadn't felt for a long time.

Suddenly, a large whack landed on his head.

"Frag!" Cliffjumper cursed at the pain, dropping Candy as well.

Luckily, she was caught by Ironhide, who looked at Cliffjumper with disgust, as did the other mechs. Yet Smokescreen felt his spark thump, imagining him pressing that small body against him. He shook his head, ashamed.

Candy looked up to see a very angry Ratchet, holding his trusty wrench. She breathed deeply, trying to slow her racing heart. Ratchet grabbed Cliffjumper by his back, before shouting so loudly, it nearly deafened Candy.

"Cliffjumper! What in pit is wrong with you!? You should know better, taking advantage of a helpless human, just because of your own desire! You sicken me." Ratchet snarled.

Cliffjumper looked slightly ashamed. "I couldn't help it. Her signature was so strong, I don't know what came over me."

He looked to the ground, defeated. Ratchet threw him out of the room with one last scowl, before turning to Candy with concern in his optics. The other bots shifted uncomfortably. They had all stood there doing nothing while their friend kissed an unwilling femme.

"Are you alright?" He asked uncertainly.

Candy's face was pale, yet she nodded slowly.

"Yes…but…I need to see Optimus." She continued, ignoring Ratchets reaction. "You guys are hiding something from me."

Ratchet vented. He knew it would come to this. Picking up Candy into his own hand, he left the living room, ignoring the mechs behind him. Even though they looked concerned for Candy, he could feel their arousal. It was sickening to think of, the poor girl harassed by mechs way bigger then her. Yet, Ratchet knew he couldn't be completely angry at them. It's been a while since any of them had seen a femme, and sparks naturally pulled mechs towards femmes. But Ratchet wouldn't feel the struggle. He was already spark bonded with his own femme, who was still on Cybertron, fighting her own battles.

They walked silently, and Ratchet tried not to notice when Candy wrapped her arms around herself and shivered. She had never felt so helpless, so vulnerable when held like that. Most of the Autobots had been kind, and friendly. Candy had never felt so safe around the giant bots, until one of them had held her weakness against her.

Finally at Optimus Prime's door, Ratchet walked in without knocking. Optimus sat at his desk, reading data pads, looking up as Ratchet walked in.

"Hello Ratchet, hello Candy." He greeted, but he could tell something was wrong.

From the grim look on the medics face, and the trembling girl in his palm, Prime could gather that it had something to do with Candy's femme signature. Ratchet slid Candy onto his desk, leaving the room as quickly as he had come.

"I suppose you are looking for an explanation." Optimus said before Candy could open her mouth.

She nodded.


He explained.

"What?" Candy whispered hoarsely as he finished.

Her stomach filled with dread as his words settled on her mind. Optimus didn't look exactly comfortable either. Her whispering with fear was worse then her screaming in his face with anger.

"So you're saying, I have a girl Cybertronian heart, which makes all the mechs attracted to me, plus, they have not seen a "femme" in a crazy long time," Candy started to tremble. "And not only that, I'VE GOT YOUR LIFE SOURCE IN MY CHEST? HOW COULD YOU KEEP THIS FROM ME FOR SO LONG?"

Optimus tried to speak, but Candy didn't listen, couldn't. Fear overwhelmed her, and in her panic, she jumped down from the large desk.

"Candy!" Optimus shouted frantically, as Candy ran out of the room as fast as her legs could carry her.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she raced down the hall, Optimus's voice echoing behind her.

"What's wrong?" A familiar voice asked close by.

Jazz. Candy screamed as she kept running, afraid of what Jazz might do. All trust in the Autobots left her, mind flashing back to being pinned, held against her will. Those cold metal lips bruising and cutting hers. Jazz, in surprise tried to catch her with his large hand, but this proved to be a mistake.

"Get the fuck away from me!" Candy screamed, ignoring the burning sensation in her legs.

Jazz flinched as her harsh words were directed to him, and he shouted helplessly to her.

"Candy!"

But she was already gone.

She scrambled into her room, slamming the door behind her. She scurried into a corner, frantic eyes twitching everywhere. She had never felt so surrounded, as those heavy feet shook the ground, stopping in front of her door. She was never safe here, she had to leave, she had to-

"Candy?" Jazz's concerned voice said through the door.

Candy felt her heart thump faster. If he came in now, he would have her completely corners, and she would be completely helpless to his prodding digits.

"Go away! Get the fuck away from me!" She shouted harshly.

Hurt silence was heard from the other side. Candy realized how harsh she sounded, and tried again.

"Please…Just leave me alone." She whispered in a pained voice.

She wanted to trust him, she really did. But she now knew that they weren't friends with her because she was fun, or because they wanted to get to know her. It was never her. It was her supposedly robot heart, that made them lust. She had been so stupid, to think she finally had a family, a home, a safe place.

But now, she knew what they could do. They could take her anywhere they wanted. They could tie her up. Squish her. Use her as a toy. She was the only femme in a base filled with mechs. She knew she was tiny, but she thought they were the good guys, the ones who would never hurt her. But now, she had never felt so hurt in her life.

Jazz spoke painfully. "I'm sorry Candy."

Then he walked away, leaving Candy alone once again.

She cried.

"They won't hurt me, they won't hurt me, they won't hurt me, they won't hurt me…" She tried to reassure herself.

But each time she said it, it sounded more and more false.