I'm really sorry about this but my time has been cut short. Not too long now, I would be starting the next semester. *groans* That really is not a lot of time for me if you ask. So, how about an update or two? Sounds good? Well then, enjoy!

Eunice: I hope so. I was really thinking of Que joining but then again, I'll go with Wheeljack. Both are scientist so why not? *snickers* Other Autobots are on their way... But I can't tell if they would be able to get into the main plot line. I thought it was cute for 'Sky to do that... Might be annoying for the others but still... I can say that I know a few who does it when given less specific orders. You can say that it was not his fault for thinking 'shelter' that way. ~

I do not own TF. But heck, I want to watch the next movie... Who else got the exciting news...?

Chapter 35: Theories

Wheeljack was truly welcomed in the minute that he had come in but when the brown headed human had taken the chance to take a look at the interior, they all couldn't help but come into an uproar as they had yet again found the human they thought they had lost to the Decepticons.

She was in bad condition which was what Ratchet had told them over the comlinks a little later as he managed to stabilize her breathing and her heart beat slowly became stronger within the next treatments. But the doc was not amused in the process as he halted ever so often when the human government officials had yet again disturbed him from his work.

How many times do the black suites have to come in demanding reports about her condition for the past joor?! His patience was starting to wear out even as Prime had ordered to just ignore them for the time being. Optimus had volunteered on taking on the talking humans away but there would be one or two to come and ask for the 'facts'. That just tells the NEST residents how low really the trust is. Oen was slightly right with her words telling them that as the length of time they spend with the humans expands, the government would demand more from them. Low trust and wanting to get that trust is a great blackmail as she pointed it out to the Bots.

It pained the Autobots -more importantly the Prime- that she had to suffer for their inaction or reluctance to reason with the Director by thinking that it was better for her status to be hidden from the government. Sam had survived being framed out to the world, right? So why couldn't the other be?

But as much to their grief and guilt, everything had been done and settled. They can't change the past for it had already been written in stone. All they could do now was hope that the girl was alright. The Prime had already gotten a debriefing with Wheeljack while Ratchet was the only mech not present.

Talking in their language, it enraged Mearing even more as she left them to their devises with a scowl marring her face. She was soon with the other Authority figures, trying to pry information from the unguarded medic. The NEST team was there though but even with that, the group of soldiers was powerless to stop them from going in with intentions of disturbing the mech.

Ratchet has two options, to ignore them or to throw a wrench to scare them. Ignoring had led to them eating his already small space for movement. The action of trying to get onto the medical berth as they demanded his attention was preposterous but the medic didn't care. It was not until they went over to the patient and started demanding.

"THAT IS IT! YOU ALL GO OUT OF MY MED BAY OR I'LL THROW WRENCHES AT YOU INCORRIGIBLE LOT!" He growled threateningly as his voice echoed throughout the base. That startled the mechs in the meeting as the soldiers started darting in the room when Ratchet motioned them to take the Authorities away.

Mearing was not really that keen on being told and being drag but fear was slowly building in her when the medic snapped. It was buried down with the emotion of anger though as it clouded her rational judgment.

"This is not an acceptable attitude, medic! You do not have greater authority than mine to expect me of that! We have waited for her to stabilize and she is… Now report to me what of damage had to be dealt with before she taken by the government for debriefing." She snapped with her lips dipping downwards even further and the wrinkles on her eyes and forehead started to become very visible. She had already pried off the soldier who had tried to take her back, feeling that her authority within this administration was trampled with.

Optics turning to slits, Ratchet glowered at the Director knowing full well that her anger was getting ahead of her. Her job is important and he understands that but with her interrupting him even if his patient was at a stable state, was not to be tolerated. And if the human femme thinks that he has no authority over the situation, the other was mistaken for he had always been top. Even Optimus would agree that health cannot be ignored simply.

"Director, what you are doing is unprofessional of you. You are to go back to your office and wait for the next hours to be called back for the information you ask for." Ratchet gripped the wrench tightly in his servo but did not make any other move.

"You should have understood the minute you have stepped here in my med bay that I have greater authority for this place is mine to do as I please with MY work. I may be under your authority but I do not answer to you…" His words put a scowl on Mearings face yet again as she was slowly approached by the soldier to take her away. She did not let him and just turned her heals, trekking through the crowd that had gathered and passing through the bots that had been startled out of their meeting.

Mearing's eyes lifted and fell on Optimus's own optics before her stiff lined lips parted. "You are to report to me all of the details in an hour, Prime. You have one hour!" She cleared as she went.

"Are all their species like this?" Wheeljack asked as he stared at the retreating figure quizzically, thinking of how different was the other little organic he had found from the other.

"It's only her…" Sideswipe muttered silent but Wheeljack heard and looked at him with the same curious look that he had given earlier when he was asked to use the World Wide Web to gain information on how to talk with the organics' language. He had already downloaded it but he still needs to make it a habit of using it.

"Dun' forget 'bout Galloway… And any other try-to-be Authority at that…" Arcee added in a whisper which the scientist questioned on whom were they talking about. The debriefing didn't really get anywhere near the time of arrival of the Prime and the other teams. They had only gotten to the part of how in the pit he managed to find the femme.

Both Cybertronians were soon stiff as if they were caught doing something naughty (which is yes) by one cough of the Prime. They stopped and let the Leader take the front as they back to their area. The need to get acquainted with the residents was arranged as the other off duty mechs were to go back with the other humans who did not know what to do after Ratchet had closed off the entrance at their faces.

Prime just glanced back to the door, giving a silent prayer to Primus that the human femme within the walls of that Med Bay was to get better. Let him repay for the mistake that had been the cost of her life.

Optimus was idling in his alt mode as he waited for Ratchet to com him for a meeting. He had sent the medic that if he was free for a report within the hour, he was to com back. There was no private area here on the base for them to have a meeting they would like to have though so they settled on their alts forming a large circle around the hangar while using their coms to talk over.

::The damage is extensive and could be both seen externally and internally. This includes over used vocal processors, slowly repairing rib near her midsection, a broken right leg, some internal bleeding as one of her ribs had managed to puncture her lungs, concussion and extensive various bruises all over her frame. She is suffering currently from hypothermia and had shut down from shock it seems… I could conclude that she had been slammed into a wall hard for her to have be in such condition but only Primus knows what had the Decepticons truly done to her…:: Ratchet's informed as soon as he questioned about the girl's condition but his tone held something that is akin to somewhat concern and skepticism.

::Is there anything of her condition, unrepairable or severe?:: Optimus egged on the medic as he asked and with that, the other was silent for a minute before speaking.

::I am still unsure of it… But, Prime… The girl is sending out a large amount of radiation that is very dangerous to the system of an organic. To think that she could still be stabilized in her condition and is still among us, the Decepticons must have done something… I am still uncertain for the length of time you need me to report hadn't allowed me to check but I request that you should not tell the humans of this.:: The medic said before the com went silent.

::How could she have escaped from the Deceptiscums, that makes me wonder…:: Sideswipe tried to supply the silence that was wracking his frame to stiffness. His thought was what it took to have another start of discussion within the heavy atmosphere.

::I might have an answer to that.:: Ratchet said silently as he soon transformed and took out a small device from his subspace. ::This was with her along with a small necklace that we hadn't seen her wore at the beginning.:: The medic said.

::I do not know what it does bu-:: Ratchet was caught off guard when Wheeljack suddenly snatched the thing out of the other's hands and then started pushing some buttons. It was a rule not to push unidentified buttons for what effect it could yield but for the scientist, it was a rule to be broken. He soon disappeared from view as if nothing was really there.

::That is like a cloaking device… and from the scans I'm trying to get, you are as nonexistent as you can be…:: Ironhide said in a bothered tone as they all thought of the implications of such a device falling in the hands of their enemies.

::If the Decepticons had found it, we could have been totally slagged.:: Will piped up the thoughts of the mech that held him in his interior so that the human could be updated on the situation. The others had agreed to that sentiment and couldn't help feel relief wash over them at the thought that it was here.

::So, that is what she had used to escape them? She made it with what, slag parts and wires?:: Sideswipe asked Ratchet in awe of such a device existing. They maybe slagged but heck, with it helping Oen to come back, he was thankful of such a thing being created and used that way. Ratchet could only shrug at that but there was no doubt that this was a custom made device.

::Maybe she got the idea from Mirage…?:: The voice of Samuel had come through their coms as he listened in with Bumblebee. They were still there and trying to see what they could do for her. Sam was as to say… stubborn and had willed to Bee that he would stay on base for the duration until the femme awakens but he could only hope for so long because there was already another meeting for him in the afternoon or so…

For the first time in weeks and weeks of guilt eating away his processor for not protecting his charge, Mirage perked up with a small smile from what Sam had implied. He was happy that at least he had managed to do something for the femme even if it was inspiring her of doing that dangerous little thing.

The meeting was later cut off when Optimus's time was up and Mearing was hailing him. He dismissed them as Ratchet had gone back to the Med Bay and try to figure out what he had found out from the organic femme. It was startling to theorize but if that is where she was headed, they should be prepared for the changes that are about to come.

Any grammars errors and spelling errors are done by me. I will apologize for the mix of words as I try yet again to get a grasp of my English writing skills.

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