Kentucky Rain Part 5

Legal stuff: Dun own the TFs. This was written for entertainment only.

"Oh hush." I growled.

About ten minutes later we were back in my rooms and she was giving me the third degree on how I had gotten there and what exactly it was that the transformers wanted from me.

"You have what? In you're WHERE?" She blinked.

"I've got Optimus Prime's spark inside of my body, and please don't ask cus' I'm still not sure my self."

She thought about that for a second and took a drink of the soda that I had gotten for her out of my room's fridge.

"So, how... uhh... long have you had him in ....?" She trailed off.

"Since the first night at the hotel, I found him on the side of the road and rescued him."

"So that means the morning I saw you..."

"Yeah I had him in residence." I let out a long tired sigh suddenly feeling slightly ill. Then I noticed the little smirk on her face and I just had to open my mouth and ask, "And why pray tell are you smirking at me?"

"Uhhh... you told me you took a shower the night you got there. So that means..."

"Shut up." I muttered.

"But he's a robot Angel," She just had to keep on going, "I'm sure he never..."

"Shut up."
"She's right you know. I had no intention of..."

I got the distinct impression that both of them were about to crack up at me, and I have to admit I had to smile my self at the silliness of it all.

And then I couldn't help my self, my stomach surged up into my mouth and I had to hit the bath room like a ton of bricks. I know I spent several minutes praying to the porcelain god in the bathroom, and faintly heard Alyssa run up behind me and start screaming for some one to come and help us and then the sensation of being moved some where.

One more time I woke up on that stupid platform in the med bay and looked around. Alyssa was sitting on one of the desks talking to Wheeljack and they had no idea that I had woken up. I looked over to one side and could see Ratchet there working on repairing Optimus' body. It was actually beginning to resemble the thing that it was supposed to once again though I could still see the marks of the repairs that were taking place. That was when I noticed some thing else, well two things actually. The first was the large relic on a platform near his body and the second was that his face and head were almost completely repaired. I say almost because the trademark that every one knows him for appearance wise was not in place, His mask. I had always assumed that it was a part of his face but apparently it wasn't. I didn't think he was aware that I was looking at his face so I turned over and started studying it some.

"Angel?" I heard him ask.

"I'm SORRY! I didn't mean to stare."

He laughed at me, "That's perfectly fine. I was just worried about you, is all... You were very sick back in the rooms."

"I noticed." I could still taste the bitterness in my mouth.

"Again I am sorry Angel."

He paused for a second and then realized that I was still looking at both the thing and his face.

"Angel? What's the matter?"

I pointed to the item, "What is that Optimus? It's beautiful."

"That's called the matrix of leadership. It marks the current prime as the leader of the autobots."

"Its lovely," I then proceeded to stick my foot in my mouth, "And you are so handsome. You shouldn't hide behind that mask all of the time."

I could suddenly feel the embarrassment radiating from the part of my self he had claimed.

"Y-you think I'm handsome?"

"As we humans say, you are total fox babe." I had to grin. "Some lucky lady back on your home world must really love you."

He remained silent for a moment and I thought I must have offended him.

"I'm sorry Optimus, that's none of my business"
He let out a deep breath, "There is no one Angel. She died as I was leaving, a very long time ago."

I could hear the pain in his voice and dropped mine down to a whisper. "I'm so sorry. I-I didn't know."

"How could you have? But thank you for the compliment anyway."

While I was in the process of talking to him, Alyssa was over at the work station getting to know Wheeljack better.

"So do you think that they will be okay?" She asked.

He smiled at her with his voice, "Your friend is very strong Miss Alyssa, and so is Optimus. It may take a while but they will get better eventually."

She sighed, "Thanks for keeping me company while I was watching her."

"It's not a problem, I wanted to stay and keep an eye on them my self. Nothing like this has ever happened before so we have to be very careful about how we handle this. Still like I said before, they both have a tremendous will to live its going to be very hard to get rid of either of them."

She nodded, there really isn't that much in the world that has some kind of affect on her. However seeing one of her friends hurt or up set is the fastest way to set Alyssa off. Right then and there to me she was in full blown protect friend mode.

"I just can't believe some one would do what you said was done to Optimus and then try to kill a girl because of it. What kind of monsters are these con thingies?"
"That's a question that all of us autobots have been trying to answer for the last nine million years," Wheeljack let out a sigh. "He wants to rule the universe and Megatron doesn't care who gets in his way or how much they get hurt as a result of it. All he thinks about is control. Some day it's going to come back and bite him on the skid plate, I just hope I'm still around to see the day that it dose."

"You sound like you've had hard time cus of these guys 'Jack?" She looked up at him.

"Well nine million years is a long time to keep a war going." He told her tiredly.

"Wait a second; you guys really are millions of years old? Truly?"

If he could have been grinning down at her he would have, "Well not by how we recon time. Most of us here are still pretty young by the way we think," He paused and anticipated what she was about to say, "Yes even Optimus. He was actually one of the younger ones to be perfectly honest."

Alyssa gaped, "You've got to be kidding me."

The robot shook his head no, "Nope. He had no idea what was going to happen or what he would eventually become, but the way I understand it was that he was..." Wheeljack thought for a second, "Well comparatively speaking, I'd say that he was just barely the mental equivalent of one of you who is 25, when the incident happened."

She continued to gape at him for a second and then shook her self.

"What incident?"

"The incident where he became Prime," he told her simply.

"What happened?"

Wheeljack shook his head, "I think it would be better if you asked him. When he's repaired he can tell you better than any one else can."

The scientist turned to look at where I was laying next to where his commander was being fixed as well.

"We've all lost so much to this stupid fight, him most of all."

Alyssa blinked, "I'm sorry I don't follow you."

"The girl he loved, her name was Elita-1. She was destroyed right as this ship was taking off from our home world." He sighed

"Oh lord, I'm sorry."

"I doubt he'd tell anyone about it if they asked, he doesn't ever say any thing. But it still hurts any one who knows what to look for can tell."

Alyssa looked over to where I was near Optimus and then back to Wheeljack, "you sound like you really care about him."

"He's a good commander and an even better friend. I was supposed to be on that recon mission that night, but I had another project I was working on. It was important but not that important. But he still let me keep on working and took the mission him self." The scientist looked away from the two of us and back to her, "If I'd gone on the mission like I was supposed to he wouldn't be like this, neither would your friend."

She reached over and patted him on the hand, "That's true, but if this hadn't happened then the two of us would have never met. And as much trouble as all of this mess is, I'm Glad that I met you guys, I know Angel is too."

That's when Ratchet noticed I was awake and came over to me.

"Your awake, how are you feeling?"

"If you'll pardon the pun, I feel like I got ran over by a Mack truck."

The medic looked at me for a moment and then laughed.

"You can't be to sick if you still have the snarky thing going on." He paused and tilted his head, and what about you?"

I wondered for a second who he was talking to, and then the duh hit me as Optimus answered him.

"As well as can be expected all things considered Ratchet,"

There was something the both of us where thinking but couldn't quiet find a way to say, thankfully for the two of us, the medic anticipated what we wanted.

"From the look I can tell your wondering how much longer until repairs are complete, right?"
"Not that obvious is it?"

He grinned, "No... not at all. As for when I'm going to be done, I would say another 24-48 hours and I should have him repaired enough to transfer him back to his body."

I sat there for a second, "Umm... So how would we...?"

That stupid grin came back, "If I do the job right here Miss Angel, his spark should return on its own."

"Oh."
For some reason a deceptively simple answer like that wasn't what I was expecting. To be honest though, by this point I had given up trying to anticipate what was going on.

Right then Alyssa noticed that I had come back to the land of the living and got Wheeljack to bring her over to where I was.

"Mind telling me what happened?" She demanded.

"That's the million dollar question ain't it?" When she gave me her look I continued, "I really don't know. Ratchet can tell you more details than me, just chalk it up to the fact that transformers and humans don't mix well."
"That, Miss Angel, Is the understatement of a life time."

"So how far along are the repairs Ratchet?" Wheeljack asked.

"I was just telling her another day or so, but if you wanna help me this will go a lot faster." The medic grinned, "Course if ya want some flirt time, I will give you breaks."

I had no idea that transformers could blush, however the blinking panels on the sides of Wheeljack's head promptly turned several shades of bright pink and were on the way to full blown red. Alyssa wasn't much better, her own face having turned a very cute shade of magenta. Ratchet proceeded to crack up and dragged Wheeljack off in the direction of the commencing repairs.

"Oh yeah," He remembered something, "Miss Angel, I wanna keep you here."

"Ya mean here in the med center?" I asked

"Yes, those attacks are getting worse and worse. I wanna be able to get to you ASAP if you have another one."

"So what you're telling me is...?"
"Consider your self his prisoner." Prime replied.

"Hmm... been through this a few times I take it?"

"DON'T get me started."

"I heard that Optimus!" Ratchet called to us.

Alyssa giggled, I snickered and eventually even the wayward commander gave in and started laughing too.

The two who were working on the repairs gave us the thumbs up sign and then pulled the curtain closed again. I was doing a really good job of pretending that I was feeling better and was about to ask Alyssa something when she suddenly stuck her finger in my face and pointed at me.

"YOU, both of you, Go back to sleep."

By now I was used to people giving me orders like that one so I saluted and told her, "YES SIR!!"

That earned me a glare and she yelled for one of the guys to come and get her down off the of the repair table. I leaned back and put my head down again.

"This can't get any more complicated," I gave a nice long yawn.

"You're probably right there." He agreed. "Still better safe than sorry, do what they say please?"

I nodded, "I will."