During Season 3 Episode 7 Plus One

Throwing and catching the apple over and over as she walked, Scrap sighed to herself. She wasn't mad at Fire Heart; not in the least. He just needed to be taught to follow orders. And if that meant he had to spend time sulking in his pen, with her refusing to contact him, then that was what had to happen.

But because of it, she was bored.

Without the dragon, she had nothing to do. Everything else seemed so mediocre.

As she threw her apple a little higher, Scrap sighed again but then dropped to her knees, the apple rolling away from her in the process. She didn't really care about it; she just clutched her headset and let out a painful scream, her eyes screwed up. A huge wave of back feed coursed over her headset, paralysing her in place, her body twitching involuntary from the sound. She could feel the muscles in her flesh twitching, unable to move in their natural pattern.

As the pain continued, she felt tears roll down her cheek and fell to her side, unable to help herself. Help… please… someone… please…

Slowly she began to hear someone coming towards her, running down the hall. She was still in agony, unable to move in any way to stop the pain. Please, help me! Help! Please!

There was a moment of nothingness but then something reached under her head and removed her hearing aid. She let out a breath that had been trapped in place by the tremors, Scrap managed to turn herself onto her back, panting in pain. Before her, still holding her headset, was a large grey and red form.

She panted at him, confused but very grateful.

The seeker frowned, as if unable to believe he had saved her himself then dropped the headset to her lap and stood, walking off away from her.

Staring at the small device in her hands, Scrap found herself unable to believe that Starscream had just saved her life.

And she knew he had.

Without his help, her body would have continued to convulse and it would have killed her.

Left panting for breath, she managed to slowly pull herself up to her feet, staring off where he had left.

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"Fire Heart?" Scrap queried, looking at the beast as he stood near a communication dish, the destruction of which, she had found was the cause of her agony earlier.

The beast turned to look at her, his bright yellow eyes narrow and its fangs twitching.

She frowned as she walked over, holding her arms in the cold. "What are you doing over there?"

It did not reply.

At his side, enjoying his warmth, Scrap looked up at the screen he had been fascinated by. She blinked at the screen before hacking in and destroying all the evidence of his activities. "Fire Heart, you have to be careful! You can't go accessing the database willy-nilly." The Predacon growled at her but Scrap smiled and stepped away. "If you want to learn, you should have just asked me."

He purred happily at her. Thank you. I want to learn who I am.

"Alright then, let's get started. Predacon History 101."

A/N: YAY! I appear to be back to full health! The throwing up has stopped and I have my appetite back! Fantastic!

Anyway, thanks everyone for the get well soon messages, they really made me feel better. And to those of you who are also sick GET WELL SOON!

Just a quick question but, how many of you actually like the fact that I gave the Predacon/Predaking a name? My reasoning is that Predacon/Predaking is a title and not a name. Predacon is a species and Predaking is almost a rank. So what was his name?

I was contemplating between 'Fire Heart' and 'Fire Spark' as, technically, he has a spark not a heart but after discussing it with Girl Supersonicboy, we decided that Fire Heart just rolled easier and fitted well.

So, don't forget to review! Later!