finally I see my enemy bot aka the doc bot with the white and red armor, the second he set foot into the bay I raise my gun and he flinches back with shock.

"Ratchet! I've had enough of your crap!" I fire off three rounds Elita and him both yelp, Ratchet observes his chassis for damage. I transform my cannon back to my hand and give Ratchet a smirk he continues to examine himself then looks up at me and sees my smirk.

"told you I would get you back, and this was only a small portion of the revenge I have dished up for you doc bot" I snarl. Elita finally shakes herself out of her shock and looks at me.

"were those blank rounds?" I give a small nod and stretch as if nothing happened. I glance up at him then do a double take and laugh at his still form. He looks at me as if they were plasma rounds that just got him, Elita and I laugh so hard it takes 5 minutes for our cooling system to catch up to our normal temperature. Ratchet growls and shakes the scare off while Elita and I continue giggling and reenact my prank through hilarity. I wipe energon tears from my eyes and look to see Ratchet who by the way is now infuriated, like to the point of his chassis shaking angry.

"not only do you get up and walk around after being dead a day ago! You activate your weapon systems and pull this! I should deactivate you myself!" the medic scolded. I folded my servo over my mouth so only Elita can see my mouth plates.

"I think I pissed him off" I whisper loudly to her. She laughs and sighs while rolling her optics I knew what she was telling me: 'you have such a death wish'. Suddenly a wrench makes contact with my helm.

"Ack!" I yelp with shock then make optic contact with Ratchet who is now folding his arms still ticked.

"get on that slab and if you move for the rest of the day I will fill you with so many anesthetics you won't be able to wake up for a week!" I release air from my intake slowly and unsurely then slowly make my way back to my berth knowing Ratchet's threat wasn't empty I sit obediently breaking optic contact with the Hatchet. He gives a gruff grunt then comes to my location to tug each wire and tube hooked up to me making sure I didn't unplug anything. I give him an innocent smile but his face plating still holds the look that would make Decepticons leak themselves, I give up and turn my direction to Elita and smile, she smiles back with pride and it warms my spark. Again I feel a weird tug at my spark but push it away still not understanding, maybe something is wrong with my pump. Elita frowns suddenly I give her a blank look with confusion but before anything can be said Ratchet snaps at me to lie down I shoot a warning look at him then slowly lie down holding back any indication to bots other than myself that I was in any type of shape. I blow the air through my filter in a sigh then force myself offline for another recharge session.

A deep voice cuts through the large universe of my dream and echoes through my processor it is both mesmerizing, powerful, and soothing, drawing me to it and I oblige without second thought, for I know who it is, my god, savior, and guide through whatever he has planned as my fate. Primus.

"It is time child, time for you to learn your new abilities, your gifts to help you, don't be frightened, rest assured you may speak to me anytime you need through visions during recharge, and any changes to you will be for the best. Now awaken and be prepared for what is to come" and just like that my optics flash on before anything else can catch up, my air cooling is moving fast as I try to calm myself down. I look at myself to see nothing has changed, well physically. I look to my right to see Elita passed out in the visitor chair of the med bay. I give a small frown and suddenly get flashes of random images. I shake my head lightly and they go away, I hear the space bridge and a few bodies come through, must've been a squad coming back from patrol. I examine my femme creator still wondering how I didn't come to realization on our relationship sooner. I was about to comm. Optimus to bring his mate to a more comfortable recharge location like she deserved, but before I can get in a word, said bot walks into the med bay looking overly exhausted and worn down himself. He looks upon me and stops

"why have your optics changed color StormBlaze?" I gaze into his optics with confusion and tilt my head not holding back the fact I was confused with his statement. His caution shoots up and sudden flashes of our fight flash through my head, along with other visions I did not see in my flash backs realization strikes me, my gift is to see memories. Optimus must have had night visions and they must of gone through his processor when he saw my optics. I feel bad for scaring him but I wonder what my optics look like now, continue looking at Optimus a little on the edge but I try to hold that back on my expression. I could feel nervousness on him and discomfort, from him and relax my look showing him I mean no harm.

"What do my optics look like prime?" I raise my optic ridges; I cock my head with curiosity.

"They are gold, do you know the diagnosis?" I shook my head no but immediately felt bad that I just lied to my leader. Again.

I make optic contact with Optimus then look at Elita.

"can you take her to your guys' berth? She stayed here all day and is desperate need of a good recharge on a real berth" Optimus calls Ratchet who shows up in a matter of minutes, sees my optics, curses, then comes to my berth.

"Blast it femme what is going on with you?" he growls.

"Hush! You're going to online Elita!" Optimus gradually and lightly scoops the charging femme in his arms and holds her close lovingly I give a small discrete smile at the scene as he smoothly strides out of the sickbay then I turn my attention to Ratchet.

"Alright let a rip" I sigh.

"I don't know why your optics changed StormBlaze, do you have any idea?" I shrug.

"You didn't have any more night visions, did you?" I didn't have to be a processor reader in order to know Ratchet's game, if I admitted I did I would open a door for him, I don't think this is what primus has in mind, for them to know what is going on with me, yet that is…

"I got nothing Ratchet, I don't know what to tell you"

"how about the truth for once femme?" the medic sighed. He sounded stressed.

"I am, I truly don't know what is going on with me" I sigh beginning to get stressed.

"StormBlaze, I know you are lying through your dentals" the medic growled lowly, I have been through many interrogations, he was trying to pressure me, get me frustrated and spill something or make a mistake.

"Ratchet I told you, I don't know" I say with a sigh calmly. The medic scowls and studies me for a second, but sighs as if he is giving up, I haven't known him for long but I do know that he is far more stubborn than that.

"I am going to run scans and test on you"

"fine, can I go back to recharge"

"that would be wise, your body is trying to repair itself, that takes a lot of energy" I lay back down flat on my back and power down my optics.