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Sam cracked his eyes open and was instantly blinded by the fluorescent light shining down on him. He tried to lift his arms to cover his face, but only his left arm came up all the way. His right arm came up a few centimeters before it fell back down with a heavy 'thump.' He blinked a few times to clear his vision and soon the room came into focus. The ceiling and walls were bright white, which made the glow from the over head lights all the more bright. He glanced over and saw one of the walls had a curtain covering it, and like everything else, the curtain was white.
He remembered Optimus and Ratchet saying that they would be taken to a hospital where they could be kept under until their sparks formed, which made him figure out that this must be the room in the hospital that they were staying in. However, a few questions came to him- why wasn't he still asleep? Where was everyone? And why couldn't he lift his arm all the way?
He figured that he would ask Ratchet about the first one whenever he came in, and as for why he couldn't lift his arm, he found the answer to that question when he looked down at it. He found that he had been changed from his normal clothes into a pair of hospital pants and the gown. He pushed aside the thought that someone had changed his clothes for him and focused on his arm, which was still lying under the cover since it hadn't really moved like his left arm did.
He used his left hand to grasp the cover and gave it a quick pull. The cover folded so that he could see down to his waist, and upon seeing his arm, he had to stop himself from shouting in alarm. All the way from tip of his fingers to his elbow was laden with a shiny silver metal coating in place where his skin should have been… It was stunning. He could barely hear the soft clicks and whirring noises coming from it as there were several tiny metal plates on there that would twitch and shift slightly every now and then. Aside from the metal plating, it looked the same as it always did. Sam slowly ran his left hand over the foreign metal surface and found that it wasn't cold like normal metal should be. Just like the Autobots' metal armor, his arm was warm; he tapped lightly against it with his finger and felt the vibration travel up his arm.
He started to test the new appendage; he began moving his fingers and found that he had to actually think about it for it to happen. Slowly he was able to move his hand like normal although he winced every now and then as the metal slid against each other. It actually moved smoothly so there was no scraping noise, but the feeling was just so strange to him. Once he was finished getting the use of his hand back; he tried once again to lift his arm, and he was able to get it to go up a few inches before it fell back down again.
He began to breathe heavily, having found out that the reason he was having trouble lifting it was because it was a lot heaver then what he was used to. It felt as if he had a fifty pound weight strapped to his arm. Once he got his breathing under control, he tried once more. This time he was prepared for the strain and was able to move it more, lifting his arm over his chest and wiggling his fingers in his face. He brought it a little closer so that he could touch his face with the metal fingers. The contact sent a shiver down his spine and he moved it away, finding the metal 'skin' to be surprisingly familiar. Soon the weight caught up to him and he had to drop his arm again, but forgot to move it away from his body and it came crashing down right on his chest. Two things happened then; one was that he felt like he had just dropped that fifty pound weight on his chest (making his chest hurt like crazy), and two he heard the sound of metal striking against metal.
He stopped after hearing that and stared down at his chest where his arm rested. Feeling greatly confused, he lifted his arm and moved it over to the side of the bed. He let it fall down again and heard it 'thump' against the mattress box, but there wasn't the same metal on metal sound as before… he lifted his arm again and let it fall on his stomach this time. The wind went rushing out of him but still no metal on metal sound, so finally he moved it so that it was above his chest again. He took a couple of deep breaths before he let it fall, ready for the pain and able to ignore it so that he could clearly hear the metal of his arm hit something else made of metal.
Sam used his right hand to rub his chest and heard the soft sound of scraping. Deciding he had had enough, he looked around the room and saw the door that led to the bathroom. He pushed the rest of the covers off of him and slowly pulled out the tubes and wires that were attached to his left arm. He was only mildly surprised to see that he didn't have a heart monitor attached to him but didn't choose to dwell on it. He swung his legs over the bed and tried to lift himself up, but quickly fell back down onto the bed. He just lied there, as his chest was heavy now too, just like his arm was.
"I don't like where this is going." He said to the quiet room.
He forced himself up onto his feet and grabbed a rolling chair that was next to his bed, and used the chair to help him moved at a manageable pace through the room. He passed between the two beds that held Mikaela and Will, and saw that they were both still asleep and looked comfortable. He made it to the door of the bathroom and stopped to catch his breath; then he sat down in the chair and used it to move the rest of the way inside. When he made it to the sink area, he stood up and looked at his reflection in the mirror, eyes going straight to his right arm. Even in the dim light of the bathroom, it still looked like it was glowing.
He tore his eyes away from his new arm and looked at his chest that was covered with the thin fabric. From what he could see right now it didn't look any different, but he wasn't sure of what he would find underneath the gown. He moved his hand around his side to pull on the strings that held the gown closed, which took him a few seconds longer than usual to undo the ties since he was using his new hand. About a minute later, he was finally able to get them all undone. He held the front of the gown closed with his hand and prepared himself for what he was about to see.
Slowly he opened his hand and the front of the gown fell open, leaving his chest bare and exposed to the crisp air. Sam looked at his reflection and slowly moved his eyes from their spot on his stomach up to his chest. His mouth fell open and his eyes went wide as he discovered that the area over his heart where skin was before now held a saucer sized section of metal. It flowed seamlessly from skin to metal and back again, with the section that was metal not rising any higher than the rest of the skin. He lifted his normal hand and ran it across the surface but quickly pulled it away. Like the metal of his arm; it wasn't cold, just the opposite- it was burning hot. He let his fingers hang just above the surface and could feel the heat radiating off of it in heavy waves.
"It's a spark chamber…" He whispered to himself.
He touched it again this time with his new hand, and noticed it didn't feel hot to his metal hand. He could feel the warmth coming from it, but it felt nice; like when he would stand outside without a shirt on and the sun would shine down on his bare skin. He continued to run his hand over the area until he felt something strange coming from it; he looked closer at it and noticed that it had opened just a little bit. A seam had formed right down the center of the metal; and a soft but brilliant blue light was leaking out, making him quickly move his hand away from it with some alarm. He didn't want to see what would happen if it opened all the way- the thought frightened him a bit- but as soon as his hand was off of it, the metal closed again, leaving nothing to suggest that it could open.
He feel back into the chair and began to breathe heavily, he remembered now what he thought was a dream. Images fluttered in his mind's eye of the lookout, the Primes, and the robot body that they said was what he would change into. He also remembered that he told them that he wanted all of them to stay looking the same. He remembered the words of the Prime now…
"It can be arranged for the parts of you that have not been transformed yet, however... for the parts that have they will remain as they are."
Sam sighed and put his head in his hands. He got a small burst of pain as his head slammed into his new hand, but he was able to shake it off. He lifted his head and let it fall against the back of the chair gently so that he wouldn't cause himself anymore pain. His eyes closed and he tried to think, but all that would come to mind was what was happening and what was going to happen.
His one track thought was interrupted by the sound of the door to the room sliding open and several people rushing inside, there were a few shouts and he was sure that he heard his Will's and Mikaela's names at least once. The commotion grew as someone began to yell, and there was the sound of several people running into each other before he heard the door close and the small clicking of the lock. He sat quietly in his chair and listened to someone move around in the room.
"Sam?" He heard someone say his name.
The call was quiet and calm; obviously the person didn't want to startle him. Sam debated on if he should answer or not, and in the end he decided to respond.
"Yeah, I'm in here." He called.
There was the sound of soft, quick footsteps and then he saw Ratchet's holoform standing in the door way. He quickly moved his right arm out of sight and covered up his chest so that Ratchet couldn't see the metal skin. It wasn't that he wanted to hide it from Ratchet or that he thought that he could hide it, he just didn't want that to be the first thing that was mentioned.
"Sam, are you alright?" Ratchet asked while squatting down so he was level with Sam.
Sam nodded a little.
"Yeah I am fine." It wasn't completely true but it also wasn't false.
Ratchet's holoform gave him a look that said that he didn't believe him.
"Sam what is wrong? You shouldn't even be awake yet... you were still hooked up to the sedative." He questioned with some disbelief coloring his tone.
"I don't know how I woke up… I just did." Sam answered. "Don't worry, I'm not in any pain. However..."
"Yes Sam what is it?" Ratchet demanded quickly, but kindly.
Sam slowly used his left hand to open his gown and showed Ratchet the circle of metal on his chest, Ratchet's holoform took a sharp breath and his eyes widened a little. The look of shock only lasted a minute before it was replaced with a kinder look of compassion.
"Is that...?" He began, waiting for the other to finish.
"I think so." Sam said.
Ratchet carefully extended his fingers to the metal disk but stopped just millimeters away. His eyes lifted to Sam's and he lifted an eyebrow, wanting the other's consent before he did examine him. Sam nodded, knowing that this was a rare moment for Ratchet to ask his permission. Ratchet then proceeded to touch his fingertips to the shiny surface.
"Careful it's..." Sam began but Ratchet cut him off.
"Hot... I know." He smiled wryly at Sam. "I have had a little more experience with spark chambers then you- I know how hot they can be."
He returned his attention to the metal on Sam's chest and continued to poke at it. He hummed to himself softly, pushing a little harder on the metal which caused Sam to wince in pain.
"Interesting." He murmured. "The metal is still hardening… Once it has settled, it won't hurt as much when pressure is applied to it."
Sam grunted, causing Ratchet to look at him.
"Is something wrong? Are you in pain?" He asked with a hint of concern.
"No, but there is something else." He replied.
Before Ratchet could say anything more, Sam brought his right arm up and showed it to Ratchet. The surprised look came back once more, but only for a moment. He took Sam's arm in his hands and began to poke and prod him again, lifting the sleeve of the gown up so he could see Sam's arm fully. The metal stopped at the elbow and just like on his chest, it flowed into the skin like it was naturally supposed to be there.
"How intriguing, it looks as if the AllSpark energy will do more than just change your internal components but also your outside as well. It looks like it will follow the same path as before, moving up your arm then most likely across your chest..." Ratchet commented with a tiny bit of fascination.
"Yeah, only it won't be visible with the rest of our body." Sam added, causing Ratchet to stare at him once again.
"Sam, what makes you say that?" Ratchet asked.
"Because that's what I told the Primes." He told Ratchet flatly.
"You spoke with the Primes?" Ratchet was amazed, and it showed in his face and his voice.
"I am pretty sure, I mean when I first woke up I thought that I had dreamed it all, but it didn't feel like any other dream I had ever had." Sam said quickly.
"And you asked them to keep you looking human?" He was asked.
Sam wasn't sure but he thought that he heard a small note of disappointment in Ratchet's voice.
"Yeah but I think that we might be able to change from human to Cybertronian." Sam told him.
"Why would you think that? Did the Primes say that?" Ratchet asked.
"Not outright. It was one of those 'reading between the lines' things." Sam mumbled sheepishly.
"I see."
A moment of silence followed as Ratchet kept looking at Sam's arm, and finally Ratchet let go, and stood up next to him.
"So what's the diagnosis?" Sam asked.
"Well, like your spark chamber, your arm is still settling. The metal is stronger than earth metal; but still not quite as strong as the metal on Cybertron. However, in time, it will be just as strong. What is strange is that it is not like the armor that we have now. If I had to say something I would guess that it is your protoform." Ratchet explained.
"So... do you think that when this is all over that we will be able to have an alt form like you guys have?" Sam asked, looking at his arm as he did so.
"It's possible, but we won't know for sure until that time comes." Ratchet told him. "The question now is if Mikaela and Will have the same thing happening to them."
With that Ratchet left the bathroom and moved to the other two beds, Sam followed him out still sitting in the chair. He used his feet to push himself across the room and came to a stop next to Mikaela's bed where Ratchet was standing over her, spine bent and eyes carefully looking at her chest. Sam caught a brief glimpse of silver metal on her chest before he looked away. Mikaela was like a sister to him now and he wouldn't look even though Ratchet was being careful.
"So what was all that commotion earlier when you first came in?" Sam asked Ratchet to distract himself.
"Hmm...? Oh that was Ironhide, Jazz and Bumblebee. They wanted to come in and check on you three." Ratchet informed him.
"Why didn't you let them stay?" Sam asked as Ratchet moved to look at Mikaela's left leg. Her leg was like Sam's arm- it was made of metal.
"It was because I wasn't sure what effect our radiation would have on you three… Even in our holoforms, we still give off radiation." He was told.
Sam nodded his head and watched Ratchet move on to Will. He studied his chest for a while, poking at him the same way as with himself and Mikaela. Once he was done with the front, he carefully rolled Will onto his side. Ratchet pushed Will's gown up along his back so that he could get a closer look at it. Sam pushed himself out of the chair and moved to stand next to Ratchet, shaking only slightly from the exertion. He glanced at Will's back and he could see the shining silver that split the army man's back. It followed the path of his spine from the middle of his neck to below the line of his hospital pants, and Ratchet poked at the metal, which caused Will to wiggle a little. A groan came from the man and his hand flew to his face, scratching slightly. Will stretched a little and tried to roll over, but Ratchet stopped him with a firm hand.
"What the hell?" He asked sleepily.
"It's alright Will." Ratchet said calmly as he continued to poke at his back.
Sam was going to say something when he heard Mikaela begin to stir on her bed; he rushed over to her and made sure to keep his right arm out of sight for now. He didn't want her to freak out just yet.
"Mikaela are you alright?" He asked softly.
"Sam?" She mumbled, her voice heavy from her long bout of slumber.
"Yeah, it's Sam. Are you okay?" He repeated.
"Yes, I'm fine. What is going on?" She asked, trying to sit up.
Sam put his hand on her shoulder and pushed her back down, making her give him a confused look when he wouldn't let her sit up.
"Sam, what are you doing?" She blinked a few times. "Why does it feel like I have a weight on my chest?"
"It's okay... Just keep calm, don't freak out." He said to her soothingly.
Her eyes grew hard and a frown came to her face.
"Sam, tell me what is going on!" She demanded.
Sam opened and closed his mouth a few times but nothing came out, and in the back of his head he couldn't help but think how strange it was that any other time he couldn't stop talking, but now nothing would come out. Thankfully he was spared having to answer by Ratchet's voice coming from Will's bedside.
"Your chest is heavy because of the new spark chamber that you have. It shouldn't take you long to adjust to the new weight, but once you do, you can move around like normal."
Sam looked down at Mikaela who had a shocked look on her face for a moment before it turned into one of understanding.
"So that dream I had was real?" She asked.
Sam nodded in confirmation.
"Yeah I had the same dream, with the two Primes," Sam said.
"Did you see the robot version of you?" She asked with some worry.
"Yeah I did." He told her."There is more than that though..."
At her look Sam brought his right arm up and showed her the robotic appendage, making her gasp and cover her mouth with her hands. She quickly looked at both of her hands and sighed when she saw that they were still normal.
"It isn't your arms that changed..." He told her as he pointed down at her legs, causing her eyes to widen.
She threw the covers off her and stared at her legs, noticing immediately that one was normal and one was new and robotic one. She stared at it for a while before speaking once more.
"Why... Why can't I move it?" She asked, fear clouding her face and voice.
Sam put his arm on her shoulder in an attempt to comfort her but she jumped away from it. He didn't notice until after she moved away that he had used his right hand to do it, making him sighed.
"It's okay 'kaela." He said to her quietly. "You just have to concentrate harder on moving it right now." He told her.
She tried to control her breathing and soon lowered her gaze back to her leg, her face contorted into the look she got when she was trying to focus really hard on something. She was whispering to herself but Sam couldn't understand what she was saying, and finally her face lit up a little and she gave a quiet laugh. Sam followed her gaze and found that her toes were moving now, and he gave her an encouraging smile.
"Good job." He praised her.
"Yeah, great job!" Will added from across from them.
Sam looked up quickly; as he hadn't noticed that Will had been watching them. Sam was a little nervous about Will, he hadn't had a chance to talk with him so he didn't know if he was mad or not. Unsure he slowly waved at him, which made Will grin.
"Nice look for you kid. Maybe we should start calling you Anakin Skywalker from now on." Will commented with a laugh.
Sam dropped his arm and glared at the man. "That is not funny."
Will laughed again and forced himself up off of his bed, causing him to groan as he tried to rub his back. His fingers came into contact with his new metal spine and he froze for a moment. He moved his hand up and down feeling the new metal, and once he was done he pushed himself to move off the bed and Ratchet moved to help him balance.
"It's okay doc, I got it. Some added weight like this is no problem." Will said with a brave smile on.
It looked like Ratchet was going to say something but a sudden loud bang on the glass door startled them all.
"What the hell is going on?" Will asked.
Ratchet was glaring at the door with an expression of utmost contempt. "That must be Galloway."
"Galloway! What is he doing here?" Sam asked with some shock and some irritation.
Ratchet sighed. "Somehow he heard that you were being kept here and got the idea that we did something bad to you."
"Idiot." Mikaela hissed and slowly stood up. She waved off Ratchet who rushed to help her. "I am this close to going out there and kicking his ass."
"Hold on Mikaela." Will said moving to her side. "Before any of us go anywhere, we need to make sure that no one sees anything that they shouldn't, especially Galloway."
Sam nodded in agreement but was a little worried. Will could easily cover up his back with a shirt, and Mikaela only had to were long pants and socks but how was he going to hide his arm and hand? Once he was home he could put on a long sleeve shirt and maybe a glove, but for right now he was screwed. Sam was pulled out of his thoughts by someone grabbing his arm. He looked to his right and found that Ratchet was wrapping his arm in hospital gauze. It only took him a minute to wrap up from his elbow to his wrist and then he used gauze with a smaller width to wrap his hand and each of his fingers.
Once he was done, Sam flexed his hand a few times and was pleased to see that the wrap didn't show anything.
"Thanks Ratchet." He said, grateful for the medic's help.
Ratchet just grunted and handed him his clothes that he had come in with. Once they were all dressed, they moved to the door and could hear people arguing on the other side. Sighing again, Ratchet unlocked the door and let it open.
Optimus sighed and ran his hand over his face as he was really feeling the power drain on his systems. It had only been ten minutes since Ratchet disappeared into the room and pushed everyone else out but it felt like a lot longer. The situation wasn't helped by the fact that Galloway was now standing with them all, shouting at them for answers. Keller had given up some time ago trying to calm the man down and was now leaning against the nurse's station with his security guards not too far away.
The rest of the Autobots were standing around the door to the room waiting for Ratchet to come out, which left Optimus to deal with Galloway. The Prime wasn't really paying attention to the small man in front of him; rather, he was more concerned with making sure that his holo projector did not shut off from the lack of power. He had already shut off some of his more important scanners so that he could give more power to his holoform, but that would only work for so long.
"Hey tin head are you paying attention to what I am saying? I am talking about your future here, or lack thereof." He heard Galloway say to him snidely.
Optimus made his holoform's eyes roll and focused once again on the irritating man. He knew that there was no point in answering him so he stayed quiet. Galloway started up again with threats about having them kicked off of the planet and not caring what Sam or Mikaela had to say about it. It seemed that he finally noticed that Optimus didn't care about what he had to say because he suddenly pushed past him and tried to pull the door to the room open. When it did move he started to pound hard on the glass with his fist, the nurses and doctors that were in the area glared at them and Optimus saw Rhonda looking over at them from where she was talking with a doctor. She looked like she wanted to come and help and even took a step in their direction but the doctor she was talking to put a hand on her shoulder and whispered something to her that made her frown.
Prime turned his attention back when he heard a startled cry from Galloway and found that Ironhide had grabbed the man by the back of his jacket and pulled him away from the door.
"Ironhide." Optimus said calmly, but gave him a stern look to warn him once again that they didn't hurt humans.
Ironhide looked over at him and grunted, but shortly let go. As soon as Ironhide let go, one of the black-suited men grabbed Galloway by the upper arm and dragged him over to where Keller was. Keller didn't say anything to him but the suited man didn't let go of Galloway, making sure that he stayed where he was.
Optimus sighed again, this time out of relief. He moved next to the door with the other bots and leaned against it. He rested there for a while; going over his systems, looking for anything that he could slow down or shut down to give his holoform just a little more power. He found a few scanners and turned them down low, he also shut off a few of his fans and disconnected himself from the World Wide Web. It wasn't much of a power gain but it helped to keep his holoform solid for now.
He pulled himself out of his internal systems at the sound of the door next to him clicking and it slid open. First Ratchet came walking out with his normal frown on; he stood next to Optimus and nodded at him. Next came Will who was walking straight and tall, his eyes firm as he saluted Keller before moving to stand next to Ironhide. He rubbed his chest lightly but that was it for any noticeable signs of pain or distress. Following Will was Mikaela who also walking straight but Optimus noticed a slightly more apparent limp in her step. She nodded and smiled charmingly at everyone (except for Galloway) and moved to stand next to Jazz's holoform.
Jazz smiled and threw his arm over her shoulder, pulling her close to him, making her giggle even as she let him. Sam was the last to make an appearance, and kept his eyes down slightly as he tried to hide his right arm behind his back. It didn't work in hiding the bandages that were wrapped around it, because he could see it from where he was standing. Optimus looked at Ratchet for an explanation but the medic just grunted. Sam nodded to Keller and was quickly grabbed by Bumblebee who pulled his arm up and looked worriedly at the bandages.
"I'm fine Bee." Sam said reassuringly to Bumblebee.
The comment did little to ease the young scout's worry and Optimus could tell from the body language the other was expression. Unfortunately the moment was ruined by Galloway, who pushed off the agent who held him and made a beeline for Sam.
"YOU! I demand that you tell me what has been going on." Galloway shouted obnoxiously.
Sam groaned and rubbed his temples. "Could you please not yell, some people don't need to develop headaches because of your loud voice."
Galloway glared at him. "Tell me what I want to know! The government has a right to know what is going on."
"The government does know what is going on... Secretary Keller clearly knows." Sam replied, nodding at the elderly man who nodded back.
Galloway started to get red in the face and looked like he wanted to yell something but he could not vocalize the words. Sam took the initiative to interrupt the silence.
"Now please, it has been a long..." He looked at Ratchet for the approximate amount of time.
"Four days..." Ratchet said simply.
"Wow really?" Sam asked in surprise. "Well in that case, it has been a long four days and I would like to go home."
With that he moved past Galloway and over to Keller he used his bandaged right hand to shake the man's hand. Keller looked down at Sam's hand and raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. Once he was done, he moved back to be near Bumblebee and the two of them walked off in the direction of the elevator. Jazz and Mikaela followed after them and then Will and Ironhide went after them. Optimus smiled to himself and walked after them with Ratchet right beside him.
They rode the elevator down to the main floor and quickly made their way out of the building. Sam, Will and Mikaela all shielded their eyes from the glare of the sun, which shone brightly on their bodies. Once they had adjusted to being outside again, the group split up. After the first day of being at the hospital Optimus thought it was a good idea to park their alt forms in different areas around the hospital so they didn't draw attention to themselves. He watched Mikaela and Jazz walk off to the parking lot in front of the building; Bumblebee led Sam to the very back of the parking lot they were in now. And Ironhide just started walking off across the street, leaving Will to catch up with him.
Ratchet looked around for a moment before he turned off his holoform letting it fade into nothing, Optimus rubbed his holoform's eyes and quickly prepared to perform the same action as Ratchet. When he saw no one around and didn't see anyone looking out of the hospital windows, he shut off his projector and let his full consciousness drift back into his real body. His vision flickered and he checked his power supply and saw that it was well below the half way mark… Ratchet was not going to be happy when he found out that he had let his power go so low.
He shifted into drive and started to make his way out of the lot, he knew that the others would be taking the humans home and that they probably wouldn't be going anywhere for the rest of the day. Since he didn't have anything else to do, he decided that he should find a good place to recharge. Unfortunately the truck stop he had been using as his sleeping area has become a hot spot for teenage humans to hang out and they spent a good deal of their time there messing with the trucks that were parked there. It had been a very close call when he came out of recharge a few nights ago and found one about to smash in his windshield.
He was able to frighten the kid off with a loud burst from his horn but he hadn't found a new place to rest. Getting an idea he quickly changed course and headed off in the direction of Sam's house. He remembered a small back alley that they had been in the first night they met and figured that he could rest there and not get into any trouble. A while later he settled down in the alley far enough away from Sam's house so that he or his parents wouldn't see him. He did one last scan of the area and found that there was no danger and that Sam and Bumblebee were safely at Sam's house.
He shut off his systems and quickly fell into recharge.
Mikaela stretched out on her bed, moving her limbs this way and that way, trying to work out the kinks of having what felt like new limbs. She hadn't noticed before, but she was really sore from lying on the hospital bed for four days. She glared up at the roof, not really thinking of anything when her attention was drawn to a dancing light. She looked around her room for a moment trying to find the source of it; and it wasn't until she looked down that she found what it was. The left leg of her jeans had bunched up, letting the new metal that was there be hit by the sunlight that was flowing into her room.
She sighed heavily at the sight of her leg and quickly pushed her pant leg back down to cover it up. She knew that she was going to have to be careful about hiding it, and she shuddered at what it meant if someone else found out. A knock sounded from outside her bedroom door, and she looked up with questioning blue eyes.
"Yeah?" She called.
"Are you alright?" The deep voice of Jazz came from the other side.
She got up and carefully made her way to the door, only limping a little bit as she adjusted to her metallic leg. Once she was close enough, she opened it and found Jazz's holoform standing on the other side.
"It's good to see that you are knocking now." She said with a smile.
He laughed a little and she moved so he could come into her room. He sat down on the edge of her bed and she took a seat next to him.
"So are you alright?" His query held some concern for her.
She nodded. "Yeah I guess so. I've just been thinking."
"About?" He carefully asked.
"What I am going to do with this?" She hit her leg above her knee where it was still flesh.
"It will be easy to hide." He told her reassuringly.
"Yeah I know… I just can't wear any dresses or skirts anymore." She said with a fake pout. "And I just bought a really cute skirt too."
Jazz laughed at her comment which made her laugh too. Once the laughing stopped Mikaela moved so that she was lying down with her head on her pillow, letting out another sigh and closing her eyes. She opened them when she felt the weight on her bed shift, and she saw Jazz moving towards the door like he was going to leave.
"Wait!" She called out.
Jazz stopped with his hand on the door knob, he turned and stared at Mikaela, waiting for her answer. "Yeah?" He asked.
She bit her lower lip and looked down at her bed, trying to avoid his eyes.
"Stay here." She mumbled quietly. "Please."
She missed the look of relief that came to his eyes, but soon felt him sit back down on her bed. This time he sat near the middle instead of on the edge. Jazz swung his legs onto the bed and lied back so his head was resting on her other pillow; and she slowly lied back down and slid just a little closer to the holoform's body. She felt the warmth coming from it and it made her face blush from being so near.
"Mikaela what is going on?" Jazz asked her as turning onto his side to face the young woman.
"What do you mean?" She answered with another question even though she knew full well what he meant.
"This thing between us… like the other day at the park. I know that I'm still new to Earth traditions, but..." He started talking, but was soon interrupted by Mikaela's lips against his own.
The kiss was just as electrifying as it was the day in the park, and Jazz found his hands moving without conscious thought as they dove into the thick folds of her hair. She slowly pulled away from him and tried to catch her breath.
"I... I think," She hesitated for a few seconds before she took a leap. "I think I love you." She told him finally.
There was silence in the room after her confession and Mikaela made sure to look anywhere but at him. Even though they had kissed before and once again just now, she wasn't sure that he did it because he had the same kind of feelings for her, or even if he just wanted to see what it was like. She was positive that he wouldn't just use her like that, but in her experience she found that most guys were the same even if they where robotic organisms from a far off planet.
"Mikaela."
She looked up at the sound of her name and saw staring at her, his blue eyes glowing more than normal. He moved forward and captured her lips in another breathtaking kiss that made her whimper into his mouth. She felt the soft touch of his fake tongue touch her lips and they parted on their own to allow access. His tongue slid inside her mouth and she felt it move around inside slowly, as if he was making sure to commit every bit of it to memory. When he finally pulled away, Mikaela couldn't draw in a single breath with ease anymore, breathless from the experience.
"I love you too," He whispered in her ear before he moved to start kissing the flesh of her pale neck.
She moaned at his ministrations and grabbed at his strong shoulders, marveling at the feel.
'It's like grabbing steel,' the stray thought came from her frazzled mind.
Jazz moved from kissing her neck to giving light kisses over her collar bone, lips nipping at the tender flesh. Mikaela felt her heart (or was it spark?) flutter as Jazz moved to the other side of her neck. He slowly moved her so that they were both laying down with him half on top of her, and then his mouth found hers again. She started to move her hands along his back and then along his front. She found the hem of his shirt and moved her hands underneath it, feeling his tight abs and chest. Jazz pulled away from her, which brought her out of her blissful daze.
"What's wrong?" She asked softly.
"You need to rest," Jazz told her and she could tell that he hated himself for saying it. "Ratchet told us to make sure that none of you overexert your selves…"
While she was upset that they couldn't continue, she understood what he was saying. Now that she thought of it, she actually was feeling tired, which was strange considering that she'd been sleeping for four days straight. She nodded and Jazz moved them so that she was lying down on his powerful chest. He then wrapped his arm around her waist and held her close to his body.
"Where did you learn all that stuff?" She asked him after a minute, curiosity making her ask before she could think properly.
Jazz chuckled. "I had four days waiting in that hospital waiting room with nothing to do. I got board so I was on the internet a lot; and I found that more than half of it is dedicated to the act of sex."
Mikaela blushed and buried her face in his chest in some embarrassment at the perverseness of her fellow humans. Jazz laughed and held her just a little closer to him in response. Soon the room fell into silence, and it wasn't long until Jazz noticed that Mikaela had fallen asleep. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly; figuring that he wouldn't be going anywhere for a while (not that he wanted to), so he decided to turn up his scanners and keep an eye out for trouble.
Well now that was hard to do, not the writing it part, that was simple. But the deciding to end it part, I spent like two days wondering if I should end it here or keep going and I guess ending it won out.
I am sorry that there wasn't more excitement in the last few chapter but please hang in there. I am planning a number of exciting things to happen and it is making me angry that I haven't been able to put them down yet.
The next chapter is underway as we speak and I will try to get it out to you soon.
Please review and have a nice day.