A/n: I'm soooo sorry that I haven't updated for a while, but I've been so busy and I've have writers block. I know this chapter is sort of short, but it needed to be written. Now I reveal the fourth point of the square! Enjoy and please review! I'm trying a new style of writing (hopefully it's improved) so I'd like to hear your opinions. I'm trying to add more description, plz let me know how I do!

Chapter 42

Confessions of Love

The friendly yellow giant that we have come to affectionately know as Hot Shot paced the floor outside the med bay without any signs of stopping. He had just returned Emrial to Red Alert and he knew that any moment now the science bot would burst through the electronic sliding doors and announce that the task was finished. The task? Hook Emrial up to a lie detector. Sure, Red had slipped her some truth serum, but for the touchy subject they were about to embark upon her, they needed to be absolutely sure.

Just as the young warrior had predicted, the science officer burst through the giant sliding doors and nodded his head, motioning for the yellow one to enter. She lay in a semi-conscious state, her eyes were snapped open wide to reveal nothing more than pure white. In the bright light her hair lay about her shoulders, glimmering softly. What unmistakable beauty! Well, except for the helmet and cables currently hooked up to her, but that made no difference to the love struck Autobot. Hot Shot had to stop to catch his breath every time he laid optic upon her, but what did she feel for him? That was what they were about to find out.

Hot Shot took a seat in a wheelie chair beside the bed. It squeaked as he moved forward. The transformer grumbled a great deal as he came to a resting place beside the nearly sleeping beauty. He leaned forward to began to questioning when...SQUEAK!!!!

"ARG!" Hot Shot leapt up and threw the chair across the room. It made a satisfactory clatter in the farthest reaches of the lab.

Sitting behind the lie detector the science/medic officer coughed slightly. "Was that absolutely necessary?"

"Forget it!" Hot Shot stalked across the room and picked up a solid chair and slammed it next to Emrial's resting place. Grumpily he sat down and scooted up to the edge of the bed.

"Ahem." Suddenly he felt a great deal of nervousness, and for some unknown reason felt compelled to clear his throat. "Uh...Emrial?" He hesitantly spoke, blushing slightly he realized that he squeaked worse than the offending chair.

"Yes, Hot Shot?" She spoke in a calm, hypnotic manor.

"Emrial, do you love me?"

There came an outright giggle from the girl's soft pink lips. "But of course!"

The Autobot's hopes began to rise. "Really? How so?"

Those same soft lips pursed as the girl to whom they belonged began to think. "Well, you've always been there for me, I can always rely on you to catch me when I'm going down, literally. I can train with you and we do lots of fun stuff together. I...love you as if you were my brother."

Hot Shot's jaw nearly dropped to the floor. Like a brother?! Picking up his bottom mouthpiece and popping it back in place, he set it tight and proceeded to ask the question he hated most. "Do you love Jet Fire?"

A bright smile radiated the girl's face. "Jet Fire is a really fun guy. Sometimes he can get us nearly killed, but even then he laughs. I sometimes wish he were more careful. Some may think he's a show off but I believe that he's a free spirit that should not be tied down."

Hot Shot groaned. He himself had witnessed the other transformer's dangerous quirks, so that wasn't quite what he wanted her to tell him! "But do you love him?" He pressed onward.

"I...have feelings for him."

Hot Shot glanced up at Red Alert. "Is the serum wearing off? She appears to be hiding something." To which to officer just shrugged and cranked up the volume on the CD player he had installed in his system to full volume so that the ATeens were making him nearly vibrate from the sound waves.

"This is hopeless!" The reckless young Autobot punched his fist in the wall as he hastily left. Glancing about and noticing that the other bot was gone the medical officer turned down the volume and walked up beside Emrial. There was something that he too had been waiting to clarify.

"Uh...er...Emrial?" He did his best Hot Shot imitation, vocally speaking.

"Yes?"

"Do...you love Red Alert?"

A little smile once more played over the girl's features. "Red Alert is a truly good friend that I can confide in. He has always been there for me. I am honored to be so close to him."

"Close enough." The robot smiled. All this time, the dreams he had been harboring, they had some hope after all.

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