Jasmine's P.O.V.
I wake up to the smell of coffee and the sounds of Ratchet cooking. He catches me going to the table and tells me to go back to bed. I ruined his breakfast in bed plan. I get back in bed, thinking about things we can do today. We are leaving late tomorrow afternoon. Not sure if Ratchet wants to stay here or not.

Ratchet walks in with a tray loaded with our breakfast. He sits on the bed and extends the tray's legs, placing the tray above my legs, allowing him to lie on the bed. He takes a cup of coffee and puts it on the nightstand by him, and pulls out another tray from the drawer before getting a plate.
"The owner of this building prepared for guests wanting to do something like this," Ratchet comments.

After breakfast and we're ready for the day, Ratchet suggests a walk around town — though it'll be more like ten miles of the town. I hope he knows this will mean shopping. Ratchet says we'll go to some historical sights tomorrow before going home tomorrow.
Ratchet wants to spoil me with something nice, but I already got want I wanted yesterday and three months ago. Though it's just athletic wear, he insists on paying for it.

Ratchet's P.O.V.
I never thought I'd fall for a human, but after saving Jasmine, I realized I've always loved her. Between her being underage then the bullshit the Autobots and I dealt with, we couldn't become more than friends. I'm happy we reunited — I only wish things were different. It hurts seeing the girl I love struggle even though it's nothing new to me or the other Autobots. Even watching our other friend deal with mental struggles hurts.
I buy Jasmine new athletic wear and some other clothes. Once the bags are in my subspace, we go to a nice local restaurant for lunch. Even though all we've done is clothes shopping and lunch, this is a nice mini-vacation with my girl.

Jasmine wants to enjoy the pool when we get back. As I look around what this place has as we walk to the elevator, I feel like this is a very affordable three or even four-star hotel. Though there's half a spa with a steam room and sauna. I'll fill in the missing half of the spa experience tonight.
Jasmine looks so sexy in her bathing suit.
We didn't expect two pools that connect. One is like the one humans use for swimming sports.
"Mmm, a gym and this pool," Jasmine smiles.
"Nope, this is a vacation," I remind her as I lead her to the other pool.
With no humans around, I get out the two pool floats I blew up before we left the base from my subspace.
"Is this really a last-minute trip?" She asks as she takes a float.
"Hey! I'm just that good at planning and preparing."
She laughs as she gets into the pool.
"Cold!" She exclaims.
I laugh as I get into the pool.
Once we're adjusted to the water and on the floats, we enjoy floating around the pool.
"You know what? Before our unexpected reunion, when was the last time you had a vacation?"
"If breaks in-between the cons attacking counts, then before the scrap in Chicago. A vacation like this; I don't remember. I love being a medic — though I hate seeing severely injured patients. I feel bad when one dies even if I did everything I could."
"I know, it's a downside of being in the medical field, but I look at all the people I can help."
"Yeah, that's a good way to look at it."

After a while, Jasmine is ready to go back to the room. Jasmine takes a shower while I prepare the bedroom to give her a relaxing back massage.
"What's all this?" she asks as she sees the lit candles around the room and relaxing music playing on a low volume.
"I said I'd give you a massage," I tell her.
She takes off her bathrobe and lies on her stomach on the bed.
I start at the shoulders and work my way down to her lower back. Jasmine is quiet, and I wonder if she fell asleep.
"That feels so nice," she comments as I massage her lower back.
"And I thought you fell asleep," I comment, which gets her to laugh.
Once I'm done, I lay on the bed, allowing Jasmine to lie close to me.
"Any chance we can get the next week off?" She asks.
"Unfortunately, no."
Interestingly, she's been waiting to begin training; now she wants another week to spend time with me.
It's a nice, relaxing afternoon before I cook a nice romantic dinner. We talk about where we're going to go tomorrow and when we should head home.

The next day, we go out for breakfast and visit several historical sights before returning to the Airbnb to enjoy the pool for a bit and then the sauna.

Jasmine's P.O.V.
As I pack our clothes, I find a note on the end table. I thought it was a survey about our stay...

Do you think you're safe? You do not know what's in store for you. I'll let you know what's in store for you won't be happening any time soon. Live in fear, bitch.
— Yazmine

How? She's in prison, unless...
I scream before I feel like I can't breathe.
"Jasmine!" Ratchet exclaims as he rushes towards me.
He was me lay on the bed.
"I... can't... breathe..."
"Easy, you're ok, you're safe."
I try to sit up, thinking that'll help me better, but Ratchet keeps me down.

Ratchet's P.O.V.
It's scary hearing Jasmine struggle to get air in. Extra oxygen will not help, but I wish I had a syringe with relaxant with me.
"Breathe with me," I tell her.
She struggles at first but follows my breathing, and she calms down.
Once she's calm, I lay on the bed with her. She's still trembling. This is not sudden depression like we deal with, nor a thought that triggered this.
"Let me finish packing, and we'll go home."
I hate the fear in her eyes, "you're safe."

Ratchet: Optimus, we have a problem. Someone is going to have to stay with Jasmine while we talk.
Optimus: understood.

As I finish packing, I find a note and my answer to what caused Jasmine's panic attack.
Scrap, Jasmine is in we have a subspace as I can't carry the bags and her as we go to my alt mode.
"Come on, time to go home."
I hate she's still trembling, and end up carrying her to my alt mode. I have a relaxant in the back of my ambulance.

"This is going to help you," I assure Jasmine as I inject the drug.
I don't know if she'll fall asleep before we get back, but she'll be asleep soon.