Mentions of sexual content in this chapter! They don't do it in this chapter though! Also… I don't know what you mean that I nearly forgot to update my books…
Thoughts were rushing through my head and nothing seemed to calm them down. The twins were off doing training with Hide and were forced to leave by my lonesome. Was a smart idea to leave the terrified woman to herself with no one to help calm her down? No, it definitely wasn't smart in any way to do so.
My hands started to tremble lightly and fear slowly sunk past any emotional barriers. The dogs were still back at home and were part of the small group that had a chance of bring me out of this state. Sides and Sunny were nowhere close to me, not even in sight. I couldn't bear to be around people.
On that Decepticon ship, I could have died. Before meeting any of the Autobots and growing closer to Will and the others; I would've of thought that no one would come to save me from my doom. There would be no care in the world to me if I died. That completely changed when I realized my love for the twins.
Someone, or two of them, I cared for deeply and would risk my life for as well. The twins had showed me what real love is and helped keep my fear down for it. My mother had scared me about love; it was what killed her in the end.
"Lil' lady, ya alrigh' there?" I heard the familiar voice of a special bot. I snapped my gaze up at him in surprise then realized what he asked and nodded my head. Not a sound came from me though, my thoughts taking over my mind again. "Ya sure. Ya don't look all tha' well to meh."
I hummed and tried to focus on the T.V in front of me. That plan failed as a shot of pain hit me on the of my head. Again, with these stupid not-mine emotions. It was the fifth time this week. One time, it happened three times a day which was hard explain to the twins of how I didn't feel anything. I don't believe my innocent game was going to last much longer.
Ratchet was scary on one of his good days. If he learned of what was happening, especially me keeping it a secret for so long, all hell would break lose. I didn't want to face, that was the last thing I wanted to do.
"Brey?" the sound of Jazz's voice brought me back to reality. Jazz's face was much closer than before and he was kneeling down in front of me. I was sitting on top of the 'coffee table' for the Autobots. It's the perfect height for me jump down from. Getting back up to here, that was a different story. "Ya know wha', ah gunna bring ya ta Ratch. Ya worryin' meh."
That caught my attention. I jumped to my feet and backed away from Jazz's servo with my hands out in a futile attempt to stop him. "I'm fine, Jazz. I just have a lot on my mind. And it doesn't help that Hide needed the twins. They seem to be the only thing keeping me sane at the moment," I retorted.
Jazz stopped moving and nodded his helm. "Ya could've just said tha'. If ya need uh bot ta chat with, my office is always open. Now, wha's on your processor?" He sat down on the concrete in front of me and rested his arms on his knees. I gazed at him confused on his actions. "Don't give meh tha look. I'm all audio receptors. Just say what's weight ya down."
Would it best to talk to him? Could I tell him about the weird transfer of emotions, which included pain somehow? I stared straight at his visor and contemplated whether or not to tell him.
A sigh escaped me. I sat back down on the metal and buried my face in my hands. "Jazz, I'm not use to the twin's affection. A part of me wants to fight it, fight against them. And I do, I don't like to be showered in love or affection. Neither of those things I received as a child," I started with a little part of the problem.
"An' why do ya fight agains' wha' is good?" he threw at me and seemed to raise a brow. Hard to tell under his visor.
Fear gripped my heart when he said those words. "I… uh I don't believe... in love. My mom… was killed by one of her many boyfriends and was found in a ditch." An involuntary shiver ran down the length of my spine, remembering what happened to my mother.
"You're afraid of endin' up like her," he pointed out the obvious. I ducked my head down to hide against his gaze on me. My hands started to shake again but I hid it well by placing them in my lap. "Understandable. Only thing is: Sides and Sunny care abou' ya more than ya'll ever know."
The two of them did show that very well, but people hide things from others to either protect or hurt them. That's when I decided telling him about what has been happening since I got back. "I'm going to tell you something but you must promise me to not tell another soul or being, alright?" I grounded out to ensure my secret would stay as so.
"If it endangers someone's life, ah'll have ta say something." Just get off of your chest. It'll make you feel much better, Aubrey.
I sighed deeply and began to scratch an invisible itch on my arm. "All I have to say is don't tell Ratchet. He'll probably kill me then somehow bring me back just to scold me for my actions… I keep having a 'transfer' of emotions between Sideswipe. Just him and he feels them too. I don't know how to explain it. It's quick and lasts less than a second."
"Ah've heard abou' yar stay in Sides's spark chamber. Wasn't the smartest idea but it worked and seeming uninjured. I'm guessing that what ya're feeling is the after affects of it. If ah was ya, ah would go ta Ratch ta get tha' checked out. It could be worse than ya know," Jazz suggested the one thing that I was against.
Again with letting the medic know about this was dangerous for myself. Death could be eminent by having a talk about this with him.
"I told the twins if it worse then I'll go to him."
"Ya sound like ya not sayin' somethin' abou' it," he pointed another oblivious out. I scratched nervous at the back of my neck and changed my gaze to the floor.
"Yeah, uh… it's happened multiple times since then and I've lied about it. It even happened when you were in here but this time it was pain. I'm guessing Sides got knocked upside the head or something." His glare intensified and he leaned forward, seeming a little threatening now.
"And why haven't ya gone ta Ratchet?" Anger was evident in his voice but most of it was backed up by worry and concern. Most of his accent was gone as well.
More nervous than before I messed with my hands as my anxiety started to rise.
"It's nothing, Jazz. If it was, Ratchet would have found something when he held me in the Med. Bay for the second day I was back. You remember that, the twins threw a huge fit about it. I don't blame them and was glad that Ratchet allowed them to come inside with me."
Jazz nodded his head but seemed to disagree with my words. "Still doesn't mean ya should avoid the doc for this unknown after affect of bein' in direct contact with Sides spark. This could offline ya. Do ya know what the twins would do if ya were gone and it was their fault? All pit would break loose and worse would follow after." Hide likes to tell me the hell that the two brought when I was captured.
"Jazz, please don't tell anyone. Not a single soul or being, please," I begged and gave the ol' puppy dog eye look to add to the mix. It was hard to tell what he was truly feeling under his visor. Hopefully he was leaning towards my way and not going to comm. anyone about this.
"Alrigh'. But, ya mus' promise me if ya have another episode ta go ta the doc." I agreed to his terms and he left me to my own devices. Then I realized that if Jazz was here, so was Zeke but I didn't have the courage to step outside of the rec. room without one of the twins. So I went back to watching the show that was on the T.V.
Later in the day, the twins waltz into the Autobot's Rec. room looking extremely tired. Both of their paint jobs were scratched and flaking in a few spots. Sunstreaker looked the angriest out of the two yet the moment our eyes/optics met, his rage started to calm down.
A cheerful smile made its way onto Sideswipe's features. He scooped me off the coffee table and brought me against his face plates. Someone was joyful to see me. "We've missed you. It did feel good to do some training with Ironhide," he greeted and handed me off to his brother.
Still not use to be handed off like some sort of doll between the two of them. "He didn't have to go so rough. He scratched my paint that I just perfected this morning," Sunny complained to me.
Ah, yes this morning. The two of them knew they were training with Hide. They spent all they had with me and we had our fun. But for some reason Sunny thought it was smart to work on his paint job, now it was badly damaged. Said bot wasn't happy all his hard work went down the drain. "You knew about working with Hide, this morning. Why would you perfected your paint job?" I questioned with an amused smile on my lips.
Sunny glared at me playfully. "I always have to look clean and that's hard on this mud ball planet," he scoffed about what my planet was made of.
I smacked him with the back of my hand and returned the playful glare. The hit hurt me more than him but I acted like didn't hurt one bit. "Hey, you're talking about my planet. It's a pretty planet to me."
"It's the only planet you've been to or on. Plus, your opinion is a little bias since this is your home planet." Sunstreaker did have a point but I'm only human. We can't survive the rough and harsh planets they've been to.
The conversation ended after that and the two brought me back to their berthroom to hang out for the rest of the day.
A yelp escaped my lips when I felt something shock me in my sleep. Immediately, I sat up to look at what did so and noticed the light glowing from the middle of my chest. What the…? Not again. This was the second time this week and only happened when I slept next to the twins. It happened the night when Will offered me the position of joining N.E.S.T.
Off to the left side of me, Sides's optics onlined and lazily landed upon me. Quick like a cat, I grabbed an armful of blankets and hugged them tight to my chest. It covered up the glow, thankfully. "You alright?" Sides questioned tiredly and rubbed at his optics.
To help ease him off of my back, I smiled softly and nodded my head. "Yeah, just a dream," I lied smooth and felt guilt well up inside of me the moment after. Worry zipped through me, shit, and it wasn't my own emotion but I acted like I hadn't felt anything.
His optics widened in surprise then narrowed as to observe any behavior change. To add to throwing him off, I tilted my head to the side with fake confusion written over my face. "Are you feeling guilty of something?" he inquired and leaned closer to me.
"No, why would I?" I threw back and continue the game of lying. My mother had taught me to do this extremely well without being caught. More guilt welled up inside of me. I needed to stop it but the result was something I didn't want: being taken to Ratchet.
Jazz had told me if I felt another transfer of emotions again to go to the doc, and it's happened on multiple occasions. One of the many things about me though: I was the most stubborn woman you'll ever meet. You can try all you want but no way are you going to make me do something I didn't want to do.
Movement to the right of me caught my attention. Uh-oh, we woke sleeping beauty. Never wake up Sunstreaker if you want to keep your life; he didn't like to be disturbed in his recharge. "Would you two shut up?" Sunny growled and shuffled his frame slightly.
Sides ignored his twin and continued to have his optics locked onto me. "You're lying," he stated. I couldn't keep up the act anymore and bowed my head in defeat. His words caught the attention of Sunny who sat up to be included. "Brey, why would you keep this a secret from us?" The tone he used broke my heart into pieces. I felt like utter shit for him finding out that I was lying to him.
I hugged the blankets even tighter then noticed the glow was making its way to my arms. Not good. If I made too much movement, they could get a glance at the elephant in the room. And the entire situation would get even worse and painful than it already is.
Any excuse would be pathetic and futile so I stayed silent. It was my best bet instead of letting my brain think of a way to get out of this.
The red twin leaned down with his brows furrowed and gently tucked his digit under my chin. He forced me to gaze up at him. Tear welled up in my eyes, on the verge of falling but not just yet. All I could say to him was: "I'm sorry" and even that was terrible. It didn't excuse my actions of lying to him, nowhere close to.
"Aubrey, I have contacted Ratchet and we meeting him in five minutes. Come on," Sunny joined in finally and slipped off of his berth. Was it me or did I not hear anger in his voice? I was terrified one or both would be furious with my lying. All of my mother's boyfriends were when they learned of the truth of a lie she told them.
No, this was them ensuring I got checked out. Except there was a sl- "Are your arms glowing?!" Sides gasped and tugged the blankets out of my grasped. I made an attempt to snatch them back but was a second too late. My chest and arms were out for show.
Both of them stopped in their tracks and stared at me. Afraid of what they would do, I curled up into a ball to hide the fact my arms and chest were glowing. "Aubrey, how long has that been going on?" Sunny questioned and took a step towards me.
"I don't, I don't know w-what's happening. I-I-I was s-scared to tell," I mumbled. "And, the… the glowing only ha-happened the, the day Will, Will asked me to join N.E.S.T." Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Sides move closer but stopped, his own fear growing inside of his optics.
"We need to get you to Ratchet," Sunstreaker declared and carefully picked me off of their adjoined berths. His brother snapped out of his gaze and followed his brother out of the small hangar styled room.
Sunny moved swiftly through the roadways and past the large hangars towards the Med. Bay. I stayed silent, unable to say a word as my eyes were glued to the blue hue slowly spreading to my finger tips. It was getting worse the longer Sunny held.
Hot and cold battled in my internal temperature. Heat was boiling inside of me then a cold feeling would wash over me. This cycle would continue onward without an ending insight. Whatever was happening had never happened before and starting worry me. What was going on with me?
The light inside of the Med. Bay was on and alerted me that Ratchet was already inside. We made it pass the doors and Sunny slowed down his pace to a mild walk. The medic didn't look pleased for having to be woken up in the middle of the night but motioned towards a berth anyway.
Sunstreaker set me down on the berth. The cool feeling that washed over me left the moment he no longer touched. All I was left was with the overwhelming heat inside of my body.
I felt a scan run over me and gazed both fearfully and hopefully up at him. That's when Sides finally made it into the hangar looking shaken up. The cool washing over feeling came back but didn't override the heat. I already knew this had to be a little tied to him but didn't know it was this much tied to him.
Ratchet carefully held my wrist between his digits and took another blood sample. My blood looked perfectly fine by the naked eye but something cellular could have changed. "Have you not noticed that she's glowing Ratchet?" Sunny spoke up and sounded angry.
The neon yellow mech didn't even stop what he was doing to answer Sunny. "Yes, I have, Sunstreaker. That's why I took a blood sample." Ratchet finished up with what he was messing with and turned around to face me. "Aubrey, tell me everything that has been happening. Any small detail will help."
Nervously, I glanced at the twins and noticed Sides was standing a few extra steps away from us. Why was he so far away? Then I remembered the question Ratchet asked me. So I explained what has been happened for the past two weeks since I have been back.
As if perfect timing, at the end of my long montage, whatever he was testing with my blood was done. It beeped to alert that it was finished with its process. Ratchet went over to the device, gasped, then dropped his servos onto the table. He turned around to face me as if he seen a ghost. "How are you not dead or dying at least?"
This caught the twins completely off guard and their frames tensed up, ready for anything. "What are you talking about, Ratchet?" Sides nearly shouted while holding in his anger. Worrying about the mech flipping out, I called out to him softly and gave him a gently smile. My actions seemed to calm him and his brother down a little bit.
"There is a tiny amount of your spark essence inside of her heart. She should be dead." His words caused me to sink down to the ground and hug my knees tightly. "But for some reason, your body has accepted the energy. And the reason for the weird emotion transfers is the connection is trying to form a bond." I remember the twins talking about bonds but not completely understanding what it is.
"Is the essence going to harm her?" Sunny asked the all-time questioned.
"Not so far. Like I said, her body is accepting Sides's spark essence. I would need to keep an optic on her to ensure that it stays that way." He turned to me. "About that hot and cool feeling washing over you, the bond isn't completely and your body is reacting to that."
"How do I complete a bond?" Both of the twins tensed up at my words and I thought I had offended them by asking that. "Wait, was that offensive? I'm sorry if it is."
Ratchet opened his mouth to speak but Sides beat him to it. "No, a bond like that is special and you asking that out of the random surprised us. But you really want to be bonded with us?"
"Yeah, of course. It feels right to be with both of you," I answered and smiled kindly up at the both of them.
"To answer your question, Aubrey, to complete your bond is to interface with the two." The reaction from the twin had me worried about what interface is. Both of raised their brows in shock and glanced at each other in shock. I gave Ratchet a questioning look. "That's kind of what I thought. Interfacing in human terms is sex."
My eyes widened to the size of dinner plates when he said that. First thought that came to mind was: how do you expect me to fuck one of them? That's why they acted that way, I'm acting the same as them anyway. "Don't worry. Their holoforms will suffice as they carry a tiny sliver of their spark inside of the holoforms."
That helped calm the fact I thought he was telling me to have sex with two twenty foot tall robots from the planet Cybertron. But that doesn't deny the fact he is saying that I still have to have sex with them.
A deep, deep red covered my entire face. I buried my face in my hands to hide the blush. "Since nothing else to pose a threat to you, I'm going send you three on your way. After are done with your activity, please alert me." So after I have sex with them, I have to share the lovely details with Ratchet. Fantastic.
Ratchet let us leave his Med. Bay. Silently, we made our way to their berthroom, still in shock of what the neon yellow mech told us. All I have to say is I never had a threesome before. I guess it's time to try new things.
