Autobot HQ. 11p and Optimus was waiting for Ratchet to show up with me. He was hoping that it wasn't serious and that he could help me.

It was now 11:15p and Ratchet had finally shown up at HQ. Prime activated his holoform and opened the back of Ratchet and carefully took me out. He carried me to med bay, then called Smokescreen into med bay.

I was starting to come around shortly after Smokescreen walked in. Prime was also there with Ratchet.

"Nice to see you're coming around finally. Wanna explain what was going on there at the scoreboard?", asked Ratchet.

I looked at him strangely. "What are you talking about and why am I here at HQ?", I replied.

"You don't remember nearly throwing Throttle out of the scoreboard and down to the field? Or having a breakdown?", Ratchet replied back.

"No. I don't remember any of what you're saying, Ratchet. The last thing I remember is letting Vinnie use Sweetheart to go see Harley at the garage. Everything else is a blank", I said.

"Really? Maybe the sedative that Throttle injected into you somehow blocked your memory of what you did before I brought you here", said Ratchet.

"It is possible, especially since I have no clue as to why he would do that", I said.

"That's something you and Smokescreen can talk about in your therapy sessions", said Optimus.

I looked at the blue, red and white mech known as Smokescreen, then at my dad. "I'm sure he's good at what he does, but I'm not seeing a shrink", I said.

"This isn't up for debate, Wolf. When Throttle called me, he was very worried about you", Prime said.

"But dad,…", I whined.

"No buts, young lady. You're doing the therapy sessions. End of discussion", Optimus said.

I lowered my head. "Yes dad", I said.

Modo and Charley had heard the sirens and wondered what was going on.

"You don't suppose it was Throttle that came in, do you?", Charley asked.

"I doubt it. Wolf, maybe. But I know that it wouldn't be Throttle. He's much too careful", Modo said.

"Then you go find out if it was Wolf that came in and I'll call Throttle and find out what happened", said Charley.

"I hope it wasn't anything serious. I'd hate to see my bro go on without her", said Modo.

"Me too, Modo. And I know you think of her as a sister", Charley said.

"Yes, I do. I think Rimfire would have liked her. I miss my nephew so much, Charley", Modo said with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"We'll talk about it after you get back from med bay", said Charley.

Modo nodded then left their shared room.

Med bay. Ratchet's med bay, to be exact. I still refused to go to therapy even after my dad left med bay.

"Why are you going against what Prime said? He's having you do this cause he worries about you, Wolf", Ratchet said.

"I know he worries about me, Ratchet, but I don't need therapy. What I need is to get back to Chi-town and back to Throttle. And I'm leaving now", I said. Then I hopped off the repair table and headed for the door of med bay.

"You leave this bay and I call Prime back in here. And I will do it, too", said Ratchet.

"Go ahead and call him. I'll just walk right by him and on my way back to Chi-town", I said.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, ma'am", Modo said, walking in.

"You're not me, Modo. So, don't get in my way", I said.

"That's it. You leave me no choice, Wolf. I'm calling Prime right now", Ratchet said. Then he called my dad.

"What is the problem, Ratchet?", Prime asked.

"Your daughter is refusing to go to therapy like you asked her to. She's trying to leave med bay as we speak. One of the Biker Mice came in and is trying to get her to stay, but having no luck. Any ideas?", replied Ratchet.

"I'm on my way right now. I'll deal with her. Thank you for letting me know", said Optimus.

"No problem, Prime", Ratchet said. Then he cut the line.

Ratchet looked at me with this smirk on his face. I knew what that meant. He had called my dad to deal with me. I narrowed my eyes at him. I wasn't happy that he called my dad back to med bay.

"You, young lady, are coming with me right now. We're going to have a little talk about defiance", Prime said, standing in the med bay doors.

I looked at him. "I think not, dad. I have a husband to get back to", I said.

"I hate to do this, but you leave me no choice. Wolfimus Prime, you are grounded 'til you are done with your therapy sessions", said Opitmus.

I was shocked at what I just heard. "Are you serious, dad? You're grounding me? For how long?", I asked.

"Until you're done with your sessions. Is that understood, young lady?", Prime replied.

"I'm not a soldier, dad! I'm your daughter!", I yelled.

"Raise your voice at me again and I make sure you never leave this base again", said Optimus.

His voice was ever so calm when he threatened to keep me on the base.

Modo had to intervene when I was being threatened. "I hate to get in the middle of this family problem, but I don't think Throttle would like that you won't let her leave to be with him", Modo said.

"Do you have a better idea then, Modo? If you do, I'd like to hear it", Prime asked, as he looked at Modo.

"Actually, I do. There is a therapist that I went to after I lost my niece, Primer. If you'll allow me to, I'd like to send her to Mars and to the therapist that I went to. He helped me, I think he can help her", said Modo.

"I'll have to think about it, but it does sound like a good idea. Were you able to grieve properly after therapy?", asked Optimus.

"Yes, I was. In fact, I was planning on going back to him next week. I need some help dealing with my nephew's death. She can go with me", Modo said.

"Again, I have to think about it before making any major decisions concerning her mental stability", Prime said.

"I understand. I leave next Friday afternoon. Let me know by next Thursday night if I can take her with me", said Modo.

"I will, Modo. You've given me something to think about for the next week and a half. Thank you", said Optimus.

Modo nodded then left med bay.

"Why are you making my life so complicated, Wolf? All I want to do is make sure you get the help you need so I don't get another call from Throttle that you've gone insane or worse", Prime said.

"I don't need some stupid lecture from you, dad. I'm perfectly fine. And my mental facilities are just fine, too", I said.

"I beg to differ, Wolf. I ran a scanner over you and your processor is experiencing some, shall we say, technical difficulties", said Ratchet.

"Just what does that mean? What 'technical difficulties'?", I asked.

"What memories do you remember?", Ratchet asked.

"Memories? Of what? Of when?", I replied.

Ratchet and Optimus looked at each other then back at me in total shock.

"This is going to be trickier than I thought", said Ratchet.

Prime looked at me. "Why don't you go to the rec. room, sweetie. I need to speak with Ratchet in private", Optimus said.

I nodded then left med bay. 'How'd he know that I wanted to go to the rec. room?', I thought. I shrugged it off and headed for the rec. room to get something to eat. I was starving.

Chicago. The Last Chance Garage. It's about 4p and Vinnie is getting ready to head back to the scoreboard to see how everyone is doing. Especially, his twin sister, Vanessa.

Who knew that they would be reunited again after such a long time of being separated. Why he never mentioned that he had a twin sister to his bros is beyond reason. Perhaps he chose not to tell them for his own reasons. Who knows. All in all, Vinnie is glad that she's back among the few Martian Mice that are left.

As Vinnie was getting ready to leave the garage, Harley stopped him. "So, what happens now, Vinnie?", Harley asked.

"Honestly Harley, I don't know. I want us to be together, yet,….", Vinnie started to say.

"Yet I'm still with Sgt. Mouser. I know. Who knew that being away from you would make me realize that I still hold strong feelings for you. David and I haven't been together for very long, Vinnie. I can still break it off with him", said Harley.

Vinnie was shocked that she would break up with Sgt. Mouser to be with him. He grabbed a hold of Harley's hands and brought her closer to him. "You would do that to be with me, Harley? Why? You never showed your love for me when we were together", said Vinnie.

"I would do anything for you, Vincent. I mean that. And I'm sorry I never showed my love for you. I had to keep my personal and professional life separated during the war. And I certainly didn't want you to get distracted while you were out fighting with the others", Harley said.

"Give me a day to think about it, Harley. It's a lot to take in right now", Vinnie said.

"I understand. Let me know either way, ok", said Harley.

"I will, beautiful. I gotta go. I wanna get Throttle's perspective on this", said Vinnie. Then he kissed Harley on the cheek.

When Vinnie showed up at the ball field, he rode in and parked his bike and walked up to the entrance of the scoreboard.

As he walked in, he noticed that everyone had long faces. "What's wrong, guys? You all look like someone died", Vinnie said.

Stoker walked up to Vinnie and took him aside. "Throttle started drinking again, plus he's started doing drugs", Stoker said.

Vinnie couldn't believe what he heard. "The drinking I understand. He does that when he's depressed, but the drugs? That's not like him at all", said Vinnie.

"I know he's worried about that hybrid freak he calls a wife, but why the drugs? He's killing himself", said Stoker.

Vinnie noticed the cell phone sitting on the couch. He picked it up and looked to see if he could find my dad's private number.

After he found it, he pressed send and waited for Prime to answer the other end.

"Hello? This is Optimus. How may I help you?", Prime asked.

"This is Vinnie. Is Wolf there, by chance?", replied Vinnie.

"Yes, she is, but she's resting at the moment. May I ask what this is about, Vinnie?", replied Optimus.

"Throttle is throwing his life away with drugs and alcohol. Wolf may be the only one who can save him", Vinnie said.

"I'll wake her, then have her call you", Prime said.

"I think it's going to take more than a phone call, sir. I think she needs to be here or Throttle needs to be there. Either way, he needs reassurance that she's ok", said Vinnie.

"I'll talk with her about what's going on. But right now, I'm in the middle of an important meeting", said Optimus.

"My apology, sir. I didn't know that you were busy. One other thing before I let you go. Wolf knows that Stoker doesn't like her, and I think you should know that he calls her a hybrid freak of nature. His words, not mine", Vinnie said.

"I will address Stoker personally when I bring Wolf to Chicago. In the meantime, try to reassure Throttle that Wolf is ok", Prime said.

"I will, sir. Sorry for disturbing you", said Vinnie. Then he hung up.

Autobot HQ. Conference room. "I do apologize for the rude interruption. My son-in-law is in need of help with alcohol and substance abuse", said Optimus.

"Quite alright, Optimus. If you would like to go ahead and take care of it, I can take over the meeting and fill you in when you get back", Prowl said.

"That would be great, thank you, Prowl. I do appreciate it", Prime said. Then he addressed Ratchet.

"Ratchet, I think you should come with Wolf and I to Chicago. You're familiar with the substance abuse back on Cybertron. This isn't much different", said Optimus.

"I would go, but I have to get back to med bay. I have a long list of Autobots who are in need of their physicals. Sorry Prime", Ratchet said.

"I understand. Please be ready in case you happen to cancel those appointments", Prime said.

Ratchet nodded, then got up and left the meeting. Prime left shortly after Ratchet did. He was hoping that I could help Throttle kick this new drug habit he has plus stop the drinking once and for all.

My room. I was still asleep when there was a knock on the door. I woke up, rubbed my tired eyes and got out of bed. I left my bedroom and walked into the living area of my very spacious room.

Of course I wasn't happy that someone decided to disturb my sleep. I was visiting my brothers in my dreams. It was nice to see them again. I missed them so much, it hurts. I walked up to the door and opened it. I had a nasty look on my face when I opened it.

"What do you want, dad?", I asked.

"I'm so sorry for disturbing your sleep, sweetie", Optimus said.

"Yeah, right. Please get to the point so I can go back to bed", I said.

"We need to go to Chicago. Vinnie called me from your cell phone", Prime said.

I was shocked that Vinnie called him. "Huh. I must have forgotten to grab my cell from Throttle. So, why did Mr. Ego call?", I asked.

"Throttle is drinking again and using drugs. He thinks you may be the only one who can help Throttle. And apparently, Stoker doesn't like you, from what Vinnie told me. He called you a hybrid freak of nature", said Optimus.

I sighed. "Not again. He's just being childish. It's cause you're my father and Carbine is my mother. He'll never give up telling me that I don't deserve to be with Throttle", I said, stepping aside. My dad walked in and closed the door behind him. I had gone to the other side of the living area and grabbed something to drink for me and dad.

I walked back over and offered him something to drink. "No, thank you. I'm fine", Prime said. I shrugged and went back to the sink and poured out the drink.

I turned back around and faced my dad and asked, "Who's trying to help Throttle since I'm not there?", I asked.

"Vinnie is going to attempt to stop Throttle from killing himself", said Optimus.

At that point, I spit out my drink all over the floor and dropped my glass, too. "What?!", I yelled.

"I shouldn't have mentioned that. I knew you would get upset", Prime said.

"No shit, dad. Of course I'm going to get upset. While I'm here, my husband is in Chicago, trying to kill himself with drugs. Good thing I have a spare cell phone. I had gotten this one for Vinnie a while back", I said, pulling the spare phone out of my pocket.

I dialed the number to my first cell phone and waited for Vinnie to answer. "Hello?", Vinnie said.

"Hey Vince. Any luck getting Throttle to stop using the drugs and the drinking?", I asked.

"I wish. I told him that you were ok and was going to come back to help him", said Vinnie.

"Did he believe you?", I asked.

"Nope. He picked up a dumbbell and launched it at me. It just missed my head by mere inches", Vinnie said.

"Take the phone to him and tell him that I wanna talk with him immediately", I said.

"Will do", said Vinnie. Then he took the phone to Throttle's room.

"Hey bro. Your wife is on the phone. She wants to talk to ya", Vinnie said, walking into Throttle's room.

What Throttle didn't know was that Vinnie had put the cell on speaker phone. Vinnie held up the phone and smiled.

"THROTTLE XAVIOR DARKSTAR! You answer this phone right now!", I yelled. I was pissed and Throttle knew it.

Throttle reached for the phone and Vinnie handed it over. "Is this really you, babe? Not some sick joke", Throttle said.

"If this was a sick joke, then my brother, Sideswipe, would have done this. But, since he's dead, it's really me. And I want you to stop drinking and using drugs. I don't wanna have to bury you next to Little Throttle, Sides and Sunny", I said.

"I…", Throttle started to say.

"Just promise that you won't touch that crap again. Please Throttle. I know you were drinking cause you were depressed, but the drugs are pushing it. If I had died, I think my dad would have come personally to tell you. I love you, Throttle. I love you so much. If I lost you to drugs, I would be so lost without you", I said.

I heard Throttle starting to cry on the other end of the phone. "Shh. It's ok, love. I know you're sorry for what you did. Get some rest and I'll be there as soon as I can. Now, let me talk to Vinnie", I said.

Throttle handed the phone back to Vinnie. "He should be fine once he gets some sleep. Thanks for calling my dad and letting him know. If he hadn't of told me, then I wouldn't have known", I said.

"You're welcome. I'll keep an eye on him 'til you get here", Vinnie said.

"Thanks Vin", I said. Then I hung up.

Shortly after I put the phone away, I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I gasp at the pain. It was so intense. My dad noticed and asked what was wrong. I couldn't catch my breath long enough to tell him what was wrong. He picked me up and took me to med bay to see if Ratchet could find out what was wrong with me.

On his way to med bay, my dad called Ratchet and told him what was going on. "I'll have everything ready when you bring her in. Ratchet out", he said.

Prime looked down at me while running to med bay. He silently prayed that whatever was causing me pain, wasn't deadly.

By the time Prime made it to the med bay doors, Ratchet was waiting outside med bay. "Give her to me and I'll find out what's wrong with her. But I need you to stay out so I don't have a distraction", said Ratchet.

"Alright, but as soon as you find out what's wrong with my daughter, you notify me immediately", Prime said.

"I will, Prime, just try to stay calm, ok. Getting upset and stressing yourself out won't help her any faster", Ratchet said.

Prime sighed. "You're right, Ratchet. Getting upset isn't going to help her. I'll be in the control room, contacting Jazz. Him and the boys should be on the way back", said Optimus.

"Didn't Blaster go with them?', asked Ratchet.

As the days went by, I had gotten worse. Ratchet couldn't figure out what was wrong with me.

During the time I've been staying in med bay, my dad has been visiting me. Today was no different. "Any new changes on her diagnosis, Ratchet? Should I call Throttle and have him come see her?", Prime asked.

Ratchet looked over at Prime as he walked in. "No and no. I'm going to try one last thing. If this doesn't work, then…", Ratchet said with sadness in his voice.

"I don't want to hear bad news, Ratchet. This is my only daughter. I can't lose her like this. It would also crush Throttle. Do you really want to do that, Ratchet? Do you really want to send him into a never ending spiral of depression?", asked Optimus.

"No, not really, but if I can't figure out what is wrong with her,… But on to other things. Have you heard from Jazz or Blaster since the concert in Nevada?", replied Ratchet.

"Yes, I have. They were attacked and couldn't save Little Modo. Blaster gave Little Vinnie a gun and he defended himself and his brother quite well, 'til Little Modo was shot from behind. Little Vinnie didn't even see it until it was too late. Jazz is carrying Little Modo's body in his back seat, while Blaster and Little Vinnie ride up front", Prime said.

"I'm so sorry, Prime. 2 kids lost to those thrice damned Decepticons. It makes me sick that they would kill 2 of your boys. Never thought Megatron would stoop that low as to kill innocent children", Ratchet said.