Rebecca and the Autobots Chapter 9

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Thank you to everyone who read, reviewed, followed, and favorited! Whoever is the 50th reviewer, I will write a one-shot from Transformers Prime or Movie-verse. Come on guys! We are almost there. Oh, if you all want me to draw a picture of Rebecca with her new optics, leave a message and I will draw asap! (just tell me which color you want) ;D Just a heads up, I'm starting part of my school in August (Science, Guitar, and Math) as well as September (History and English). Updates will come rather slow because I'm trying to graduate early, and if I get two grades down this year, I have a pretty good shot. Enjoy this update though!

Autobot Base, Rebecca's POV

I spent the next few days getting used to my new optics. Ratchet says that there should not be any issues and if I feel any pain I should tell him. I have to wear sunglasses when out in public. Ratchet fiddled with them so now they show no signs of my replaced eyes.

"Rebecca! Hey!" I heard Miko call out.

I sighed. That girl is way too energetic for her own good. She is a great kid, but gets into trouble to easily. She is the reason I got captured and tortured by KnockOut in the first place.

"Hiya! We just got back from our school tr- WHOA! What happened to your eyes? How did you get them? Can I have them? Does this make you some sort of Cybertronian-human hybrid? Why-" She rushed while dashing into my face.

"Miko!" Ratchet called, cutting her off, running to my aide.

He must have sensed my discomfort. I'm still getting used to them and it did not help have a hormonal teenager bombarding me with questions.

"She was injured by StarScream and that was the only way I was able to save her vision. Now stop asking a billion questions," he explained. "And, no you may not get them. Rebecca is going through a hard time adjusting to this huge change in her life. Give her a break."

Miko hung her head in defeat. She slunk away quietly and left me and Ratchet alone again.

"Thanks Ratch, but you did not have to be that hard on her. She was just curious."

Ratchet looked down to me.

"I understand Rebecca, but your heart rate increased dangerously fast because of how sudden her actions and words were. She could have caused your heart to go out That's how fast it was beating. Now, I want to give you a different kind of exam. Come on."

I climbed into his hand and sat down. He walked down the halls to an unfamiliar room. The lights flickered on. The walls were painted a calming sandy color. There was a Cybertronian sized couch, coffee table, chair, a machine that looked like a dispenser of some sort, and a smiling Ratchet.

"This is the where the other Bots hang out when we want to get away from the other children. You are welcome to come here whenever you want. You have to have a code to get in. Yours is 111."

"Thanks Ratchet. I will use it, I can tell you that. What about the exam you said that you wanted to try?"

"We'll do it, I just was eager to show you this first."

We went walking again, this time with me walking beside him. We ended up outside with the warm and inviting sun beaming down happily upon us.

"I'm going to make a little obstacle course for you to run through."

Ratchet started piling rocks and doing other stuff like that. When he was done, he explained how I was supposed to run through.

"Okay. First, you will zig zag back and forth through these rocks. Then you will jump over these. Lastly, you have to climb that wall at the end and jump down. Ready?"

I nodded while getting in position.

"Go!"

The first part was easy. I had trouble jumping over the second part and ended up climbing since the rocks he chose were so big. When I got to the wall, I looked up in confusion.

"How the heck does he think I can climb that?" I thought to myself. "If I could fly then it would be no issue at all."

I stood there for a moment until I felt myself going up. I then realized that I was floating in midair with nothing holding me up. I glanced back at Ratchet who seemed pleased.

"Go on. It should let you float to the top," he urged.

I got to the top and then floated down on the other side. Ratchet walked over to me.

"I installed a special code that allows a suit of armor to come around you. It should help protect you in fights."

"Once again, Thank you Ratchet."

I flew up and gave his faceplates a huge hug.

"Again."

"What?" I asked raising an eyebr- opticbrow.

"Do it again."

We spent the rest of the day practicing. He finally let me go off and rest when he was certain nothing would malfunction. I learned that I have a small null ray in my right arm and an energon shield in my left. Tomorrow I get to train with my weapons. I sighed as I melted into the comfort my bed provided.

The next day….

"Again. Try to aim for the left most target."

The left target was left with a hole clear through the middle.

"Good, good. IronHide would be proud. Right target this time."

I ignored the random and unknown name in favor of shooting the target. I would ask Ratchet about it later. Right now, I was to focused on the task at hand.

"Annnnnnd…. Middle target."

I quickly blasted it away. I took a small bow.

"Good job Ree. You're getting way better. Let's go get something to drink."

Ratchet lowered his hand next to me. I jumped on and sat criss cross. My legs were so sore from standing all day in the shooting range. We went to the secret room, as I dubbed it, first. The red and white Bot quickly grabbed a cube and filled it before walking to my room. I grabbed a frosted glass before filling it with chilled lemonade. I chugged the glass before setting it quietly on the table. I glanced over to see a smirking ratchet with a half full cube.

"What?"

His smirk grew. "You looked funny."

"I didn't know that anything could be funny to you."

He fake pouted for a moment before laughing. I stared at him in confusion. He saw my expression and quickly explained.

"What the other children find funny, I don't. They like humans tripping and stupid lines like SpongeBob. That show does not have anything accurate! Fish don't have legs, or talk, or anything like that! You know, on Cybertron, I used to laugh all the time. I haven't laughed a lot recently. Until… until you came here."

I felt my cheeks heat up with embarrasment. I bet that I looked like an tomato.

"Does he like me as more than a friend?" I questioned to myself.

"Rebecca, I don't love as anything more than my charge. I just wanted to make sure you understand that."

"I know Ratch. I love you too, but as a friend."

I smiled warmly at the Bot standing a few feet away. We then chatted for a little while until we went into the main room. I met June Darby, Jack's mom who is a nurse at the hospital. She is very nice, but has a sad look and longing in her eyes.

"Ree, I'm going to give you your check up today," she said.

"Why? No offense, Mrs. Darby, but I like Ratchet just fine," I argued.

"I'm sure you do! But I want to give you your check up. My orders."

"*scoffs*, "Orders? I'm 26. That means I'm an adult. WHICH means that I can make my own fragging descisions. I WANT RATCHET!"

By the end, I was screaming in her face. I looked at everyone's expressions. June and the kids looked frightened, Optimus and Ratchet looked concerned, Bee, BulkHead, and Arcee all looked ready to pounce on me should I try anything testy. I looked back to June who now looked angry. REALLY angry.

"You're coming with me. I don't care how old you are, I'm still older. I'm need to check your eyes."

"You mean my optics, stupid, slagging, daughter of a glitch mouse," I muttered the insults but she still heard me.

"What did you say to me?"

"YOU MEAN MY OPTICS, STUPID, SLAGGING, DAUGHTER OF A GLITCH MOUSE!"

She made a move for my arm, but I started running before anyone could say, 'crazed femme on the loose.' I heard Ratchet yell my name, but I kept going. I ran until I couldn't breathe, so I stopped next to the training room. I walked inside and started up the first exercise. I cried a loud warcry while I dashed forward to attack the first holoform.

Ratchet's POV

"YOU MEAN MY OPTICS, STUPID, SLAGGING, DAUGHTER OF A GLITCH MOUSE!"

I flinched when I heard my charge use such foul language. I watched as Rebecca ran out of the room. I dashed forward to go after her. But I felt a heavy servo hold me back.

"Let her go Ratchet. She needs a little time to herself," I heard Optimus say.

"I'll give her a few minutes."

A few minutes later… Ratchet's POV

I finally cracked and ran down the hall after Rebecca. I couldn't bear to see her like that.

"Rebecca? Are you in here?" I called around the base.

I walked all over the place. I finally found her in the training room. She was covered in busies and her wrist looked broken. She was sitting in the corner of the room, crying.

"Are you okay?"

She shook her head slowly.

"No. I don't like her. She is a doctor, I don't like doctors. I never have, never will. They just seem creepy. Poking you, scanning you, cutting you, sewing you… I just don't enjoy the thought of some else knowing more about my body than I do."

"Rebecca, I am a doctor."

"I know, but I know you. You're not some random human I met who wants to check me. I trust you with my life."

"But I have poked, scanned, cut and sewn you. How come you were fine with that? When the Decepticons had you and I finally got you back, you were inches from death. Minutes more and you would have died. I had to restart your heart several times, hook you up to life support, and operate. You should be scared of me, not her. She is your own species for primus sake," I pointed out.

"Yes, but I still trust you more. I love you Ratchet."

"I love you too, Ree. I better take care of that wrist. It looks like it's getting pretty bad."

I activated my holoform so I could hug her before letting her get into my hand.

"How did you hurt yourself?"

"I was training. I jumped and did a spin attack at the same time. I landed awkwardly on my wrist. It hurt pretty bad, but not as bad as now."

"Oh," was my intelligent reply.

We made to the medbay in no time. I set her down on the examination berth before scanning her swollen wrist.

"It's bruised, but not broken. Let me wrap it up so you don't damage it further."

I projected my holoform down and quickly wrapped it. I scanned her further, checking her cuts, bruises, and everything else. I was applying some cream to help with the bruises, when she put her hand to her forehead and grimaced in pain.

"Did I hurt you?"

"No. My head is just pounding. Now it is swimming. Why are there two of you? Oooo….. pretty lights."

She fell over giving me a spilt second to catch her before she slammed onto the hard surface. I scanned her to find her heart beat and blood pressure dropping dangerously fast. Her heart was down to 30 beats a minute by the time I got her down to hooked up to machines. I had to start performing CPR to keep her with us.

"Come on Ree. I need you. Come on."

I finally found the issue. Her optics need energon to keep them working. I am able to give her energon in small doses while she is asleep, but they need more energon than that. Her heart is trying to get it going faster and is wearing down. Once again, she could die right in my hands. My thoughts were ripped away when I heard a solid beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.

"No, no, no, NO!"

I cut open her shirt and attached the paddles to her chest to administer the electricity that very well could save her life. The only thing I can do now to save her is…

Rebecca's POV

I woke up feeling…. Strange. Not human is the best way to describe it. I remember a headache, fuzziness, and then black. I put a hand to my forehead only to see silver out of my optics.

"Since when is my hand silver?"

I shifted my gaze to see an extremely tired Ratchet. He gave me a weak smile.

"How are you feeling?"

"Like this is déjà vu. Do you ask that every time someone wakes up in here?"

"Yes. How do you really feel?"

"I'm really sore and my head feels like it will explode. Oh yeah, and my hand looks silver for some reason."

"It is silver. The only way I saved you this time was… making you Cybertronian."

"I'm a Cybertronian? Like, entirely?"

He handed me a mirror. He isn't as large to me as before. I looked into the mirror only to see a silver face looking back.

"Can we see the chick Ratch?"

"Ya, we wanna meet her."

I heard two voices come from outside of the medbay doors. Suddenly, a silver mech and a yellow mech burst into the room. The silver one looked kind of cute while the yellow one looked weird. Both held some of the same traces. They looked like brothers.

"Rebecca, this is SunStreaker and SideSwipe. They landed on earth while you were out. Now get out of my medbay!" Ratchet said.

"Wow! That is one cute femme! Hey sweetspark, wanna hang sometime?" SunStreaker said.

"Move it SunFlower. Hi!" SideSwipe punched his brother.

I giggled as they fought over me until Ratch pushed them out of the medical room.

"You need to rest Rebecca."

"Really. *Sigh*, I don't want to rest. Can I at least choose a new name before I have to go to bed mom?"

"No. You can choose after you get some recharge. You big sparkling."

"Fine."

I offlined my optics, as I had gotten used to that, and fell into the deepest recharge ever.

A/N

Okay, I need ideas for Rebecca's new name!