It had hardly been a month by the time Ratchet let Eclipse leave. The femme's systems had healed fairly well from the virus. She would have periods of lost mobility but they were coming less often and less debilitating thanks to Ratchet.

Eclipse had began to get restless and was often more irritable. The CMO took care of that problem most of the time by letting Jazz deal with her. He had a strange effect on her that usually reverted her back to her normal self. Not that she was the same as before.

Hound and Bluestreak had come a few days after she onlined to thank her. The femme greeted them with a small smile and a no problem. As she gained more energy, she chatted with the various mechs that visited her. Her attitude was friendlier and seemed to be more relaxed. When she left the medbay, she talked with the other Autobots more and settled down.

The next time she saw battle, there was a remarkable change. She was less in a killing rage but still as affective and harder to hit. Since she didn't have an alt mode and refused to accept one, she often stayed at base when the Autobots went out to help local areas. And it was the twins' goal to actually have her the victim of one of their pranks though they had yet to succeed. Most 'bots just shook their head since she did still have a temper like Ratchet.

It was apparent who was behind the calmer Eclipse. It was also apparent that Jazz had feelings for the femme. They were often seen together and accompanied each other on missions. They also discovered that she had a light, mischievous side.

Hound, Jazz and Eclipse had returned one day from patrol. It had been raining hard outside and everything was muddy and slick. Eclipse had arrived back from patrol before the other two and was hurrying down the hall. Ironhide, who was heading out for his patrol, saw her and noticed that the other two weren't with her.

"Hey Eclipse. Where's Jazz and Hound?" he asked her. She paused and looked at him, a glint in her visor.

"Oh don't worry 'Hide. They're coming. They just got… a little off track," she said. Ironhide didn't trust that look but decided that he wasn't going to ask. He doubted that they had made her mad but still… she was more than a bit unpredictable sometimes. He continued to walk down the Ark's halls towards the entrance. There he stopped and lifted his cannons and the intruders standing there. One of them looked at him.

" 'Hide, don't shoot. It's us," came a voice from the creature. Ironhide stared for a moment before breaking out in booming laughter. Mirage and Wheeljack came up behind him, asking what was going on. They took one look and Wheeljack joined Ironhide in laughter while Mirage shook his head in mirth. The one that spoke gave them a flat look.

"Yeah, laugh it up. Do ya know where 'Clipse went?"

"Yeah. Headed for the command center I expect to tell Prowl that she's back. You might want to hurry," 'Hide said, trying to control his laughing.

"Thanks." And with that, the two figures walked towards the command center, slipping every once in a while.

"Don't forget it's shift change in a few minutes," Wheeljack called after them, his head fins lighting up. There was a muffled yelp as the other one nearly slipped and the first one trying to keep him up.

"I wonder what happened?" Ironhide wondered out loud.

Eclipse meanwhile meet Prowl and told them that they were back. He took their report but said that she could be dismissed once Jazz and Hound showed up. She stood there, talking with Bumblebee as she waited for her teammates. A few minutes later, two figures slipped in. As Bee turned to stare at them, Eclipse ran over to the other door.

"They're here Prowl. I'll see ya around. Got to go. Bye!" she shouted and rushed out of the room.

" 'Clipse! Get back 'ere!" the first form yelled.

"Too late," the other one muttered. The rest of the Autobots, including Bumblebee, Prime, Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, Prowl, Red Alert, and Trailblazer, looked at them.

"Uh Jazz? What happened?" Bumblebee asked quietly. The saboteur looked at him.

" 'Clipse pushed us into a mud puddle," he said. It probably wasn't the whole truth. Both Jazz and Hound were covered in mud. There wasn't an inch of them that wasn't covered in mud and it looked like the two had found some water to wash their faces off. Sideswipe tried to hold back but ended up falling out of his chair laughing. His brother laughed and shook his head.

"Eclipse did that to you?" he asked lightly. Jazz frowned.

"Yeah. Now excuse us. I've got ta find a certain femme," and waked out of the room with Hound. Jazz let Hound head to the wash racks and headed for his quarters. Eclipse wasn't there so he figured that she had gone to her room. He tried her door to find it locked. Listening closely, he could hear music playing. He smirked and typed in the code. The door slid open.

Eclipse was facing away from the door, reading a datapad. He got an evil grin as he walked up behind. His grin got even wider as he realized that she had fallen into recharge. He snaked his arms around her chassis, careful not to wake her. Without warning, he yanked her towards him. She onlined and gave a cry of surprise. Moving quickly before taking in fact that Jazz had a grip on her, they lost their balance and tumbled to the ground, Jazz still having a grip on her.

"Jazz! Let me go!" she shouted, struggling.

"Nope. Ya saw fit to push me in the mud and now it's fit to get ya back," he whispered in her audio. She went to say something when he flipped her over and pinned her on the ground.

"Ugh! Not only are you covered in mud, you're heavy," she complained.

"Good. Teach ya a lesson," he said proudly. She went to swipe but couldn't get to him. She struggled to get out from under him but kept sliding on the mud.

"Fine. I give," she said finally. He laughed as he let her up. She glanced down at herself.

"Now I'm covered in mud! Your not nice," she said pushing him as she stood up. He grinned and threw his arm around her shoulder.

"Come on. Let's get cleaned up and get some Energon," he said.

"Sounds good."

They walked down the hall, talking and laughing. As they entered the wash racks, they saw Hound leaving. He turned and looked at Eclipse.

"I see Jazz got you back," he chuckled. Eclipse shook her head.

"Mechs," she muttered as she stepped into a wash rack. Hound left and the two cleaned themselves off. Jazz stepped out when he was finally cleaned off and noticed that Eclipse wasn't done yet.

"Come on 'Clipse. I'm sure ya are clean by now."

"Very funny Jazz," she called back, "I'm going to hit you when I get out. I've got mud stuck in my feathers." He shook his head but waited for her. She was out in a few minutes.

"Alright. You coming Jazz?" They walked down to the rec room and grabbed some Energon. Eclipse's prank having spread like wild fire through the Ark; everyone gave her a loud greeting. Sideswipe begged her to tell him what exactly she did but she refused to tell.

As the months went by, Eclipse gradually became a close friend of many of the Autobots. Rare occasions of her finding herself outside with no memory of the night were a concern but most of the time, she seemed normal.

And noted by Smokescreen, who had arrived later with First Aid and some other 'bots, Eclipse was slowly forming a strong friendship with Jazz. Soon the two were inseparable, much like the twins. Though not bonded, they were the other's second half.

But it soon was seen that it was too good to be true when the femme they knew seemed to turn rogue. She turned on those that had believed in her and speared the one she seemingly had loved straight to the spark. For when she returned one morning she did something that no one had expected from her.

She had tried to deactivate Optimus Prime. She had failed but had been able to inflict major damage. Seeing that she had been unsuccessful, she fled from the Ark only to return a few days later saying the lost memory story and sporting several injuries. She found the reception very unwelcoming.